[Radio: (B) GNN] Chest transmits, "So... uh... the world might be ending
tonight. Um. Everyone has the day off."
[Radio: (B) GNN] Chest transmits, "Spend time with your family."
<Global News Network> GNN San Angeles is reporting a gathering of strange
figures within the Quake District of San Angeles. What was originally
thought to be a candle-light vigil this evening has drawn so far over a
hundred participants... apparently dressed in robes... There appears to be
what we now believe is some sort of ritual. We're going to take you live to
the scene... (Live News on, or feel free to show up at the Quake District
for the event)
San Angeles - Quake District
Like the ruins of the historical district that lead into this area,
this part of San Angeles is largely destroyed. In this case, however, it was
not primarily by war or even an act of man or robot-kind, but nature. The
great quake that hit San Angeles has violated the ground here, and the land
has never recovered. The slow progress that was being made in cleaning up
the ruins of the apocalyptic earthquake has been forever silenced by the
Force Metal bomb that devastated the city. Few people live here, and the
shells of buildings still fill the streets, the roads buckled and ruined by
the force of the ancient quake. Signs posted all over warn people away,
though it's almost certain that some people still live here.
Contents: Contents:
Wind Crow [RF] Prismatic Spider [Labcoat] [RF]
Elpizo [Elpizo] [NA] Cyber Peacock [Hologram] [M]
Rodney Ruddock [I] Knight Man [Paladinman] [RM]
Scarface [Scarface] [I] Mach Jentra [Mach Jentra] [M]
Albert Wesker [Albert Wesker] [NA] Alloy [Auron] [H]
Steel Massimo [Steel] [H] Masquerade [Armor1] [I]
Jet Stingray [RF] Cinnamon [Maiden] [H]
Munitions Ifrit [Desert Demon] [RF] Elec Man [
Dr. Regal [Dr. Regal] [NA] Riot [STARS] [H]
Hibou [Hibou] [NA] Grisha [Space_strider] [C]
Fire Man [
Chaud [Muramasa] [C] Epsilon [Epsilon] [I]
Ninetails [M] Rock [Mega Man] [H]
Red [Menacing] [RF] Timothy Caine [Base] [NA]
Energize [Energize] [C] Daryn [Helmetless] [RM]
Blues [Prometheus] [H] Gemma [Gemma] [SD]
Deathbringer <Megaweapon> [I] Red's POT
LiveNews Camera
Out <O>: San Angeles - Ruins
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "SEE."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "SEE!?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "NOT MY FAULT!"
[Radio: (A) Global] Red transmits, "Shut up, Psyche."
[Radio: (A) Global] Timothy Caine transmits, "Silence, you trifling
buffoon."
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "Psyche, get down here! League of
>:( REPRESENT!"
[Radio: (A) Global] Ego transmits, "Psyche Wins! All the rest of you suck."
[Radio: (A) Global] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Request: shut up and die."
[Radio: (A) Global] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Good for you, go put another
gold sticker on the calendar. By the end of the week, you can get a gift
from the candy store, Psyche."
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, ">:(! >:(! >:(!"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Gee, run up to a large gathering
of heroes who think this is my fault?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Mmmmno."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "I'll go back to trying to save
myself from non-existance, 'kay?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Bass transmits, "I feel your pain."
PROTIP: Gemma shouts, "you do not need to bring ride armors"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "What is with that, Bass? You do a
few bad things, and suddenly, you're always at fault. Do they not FACT CHECK
anymore?"
Fire Man really does not care for the overhead threat of apocalypse.
What he really cares about is going out and recklessly destroying San
Angeles. Just like so many years ago. Except this time, he opts for complete
total and destruction as he perceives he's built for.
Or so he'd like to tell himself that he is actually capable of doing
this. Yet, with grim determination and at least his head burning red, he
charges forth into what seems like the candle vigil just to cause trouble.
His soul isn't burning hot red because Robot Masters don't have
souls, so there.
[Radio: (A) Global] Bass transmits, "Laziness."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "I figured."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "There's an idea. A giant whip to
spur the world into some degree of effort..."
The news broadcast was right about this being no ordinary candle ceremony.
Within the shattered husks of buildings, as the sun begins to set over the
horizon, a man in long black robes is standing on a piece of fallen,
abstract corporate art. He addresses a crowd of perhaps close to
two-hundred, growing larger as people step out of the fading shadows of the
reddened light to bear witness. Each holds a candle, as if in great respect
for the man standing in the center of the mob. They are all wearing
brand-new, just purchased-today, white sneakers. There is orange emergency
tape around the hems of the robes of many, perhaps as part of ritual, or so
they do not trip in the darkness.
A spotlight turns on above the man in the center; he is apparently thin and
not too tall, but made more imposing by his position in the crowd. It's hard
to discern anything else, as he's wearing a hood and mask. At his side,
hidden partially in the bent sculpture he's using as a perch, is some sort
of cobbled-together Device of a difficult to discern purpose. There are
several cracks in it, which eminate an unstable, pale blue light.
The man begins to talk; he speaks against the wind, shouting despite being
aided by a small microphone. "On this FINAL HOUR of the DAY OF THE DEAD --
we now witness -- the LAST SUNSET we may ever see upon this Earth!"
"But blessed are we, for we are those who will be saved!"
Looking for adventure big and small,
Bein' with our friends is all we wanna do.
All we wanna do is have a good time,
Having lotsa fun with all these friends of mine!
It's apparently time for screaming, horrible bloody mayhem as time and space
compress into one screaming moment of now where all possible moments collide
and millions of species are clenched within the jaws of giant temporal jaws.
Energize is here, and she has a strange sort of apron on. It reads 'Chef
Lady'.
"I was making some sort of food or drink!" she complains loudly, holding a
ladle, which I forgot to mention. She grumbles. "Why did the action have to
happen in San Angeles, it's not a fine place for looting at all."
Hibou just makes his way over to the Quake district. Something has
to be up, and since no one else responded, he may as well check it out.
Assault cannon slung over his back for now, Hibou stop far enough to see it.
Propping himself up against a chunk of steel and concrete, Hibou
rips some of the steel beam out, and begins to chew.
This is pretty weird. Hey, if it's really going to end he may as
well go with a full stomach.
Wearing the exact same as members of the candle-light vigil
Masquerade has integrated himself into their numbers, milling around as they
do. This may prove to be a dangerous mistake but he doesn't really mind as
he has got armor under it all after all. He is humming the hymn of the fayth
lowly, not loud enough for any but he to hear.
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "....oh f#5806*."
Apocalypse?
More like... METALOCALYPSE!
Daryn arrives--riding on his Vespa, and singing--as expected. This may, of
course, be entirely inappropriate--but it's Daryn, it's how he is. Hopefully
the crazy cultists won't mind. Of course, with all the crazy magic going
around lately, they might actually be right. And if they ARE right, they
need proper music.
Daryn bangs his head and strums his guitar and sings, "Screams break the
silence! Waking from the dead of night! Vengeance is boiling--He's returned
to kill the light! They when he's found what he's looking for...Listen in
awe!" The Vespa bounces up in the air and squeals across the street, "And
you'll hear him... Bark at the moon!"
Daryn drives into a guitar solo.
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Uhm, hey, sir. Mister Cult Man?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Wanna let Blackguard Psyche take
a look at that device, make sure it's Ra Moon-worthy?"
[Radio: (A) Global] That Guy transmits, "They aren't listening to you,
Blackguard."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche sounds /very nervous/.
[Radio: (A) Global] That Guy transmits, "They know. /They know/."
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "Oh crud, it's that guy!"
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Damnit, boy, I could of stopped
this, BUT YOU GOT IN THE WAY. I was trying to reel them in."
[Radio: (A) Global] Rock transmits, "Who are they listening to, then?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "The one my conspiracy tapes
mentioned!"
Ninetails is uncertain if he has a soul or not. He has certainly been
informed to the contrary by many people; however, they have also often
predicted many other things, and are not, neccessarily, to be trusted.
He walks instead of hovering, because of the broken ground. He lopes towards
the gathering, contemplating the destruction of Cyber Peacock and the
possible battle against the creatures that live beyond the spaces that they
know and understand.
Of course, he considers, this could all be some sort of engineered prank,
designed to simulate such a thing and stir the world into a fever pitch.
Perhaps so, he thinks; perhaps so.
He does not seem to notice other people as he approaches the cultists. On
the positive side, he also does not seem to be charging his weapons systems.
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "But no, you had to break my
timetable."
The /original/ plan, according to Rodney, was to drive the MEGAWEAPON into
the area, because he didn't want to be helpless.
This plan changed when he found out that the thing was getting its spinners
fixed. Instead, Rodney is travelling by a hoverboard borrowed from his
little brother back home, and is carrying a load of radio equipment. If he
can't be helpful with muscle, he may be helpful with mind and machines. He's
riding that little hoverboard to try and find a good, semi-hidden vantage
point.
[Radio: (A) Global] Andrew transmits, "What do you mean?"
Chest had been planning to spend the evening with his loving and caring
family - his employees - on what scientists have been saying may be the last
night on Earth. He had envisioned a solemn family gathering with everyone
having fun. Unfortunately, most of his employees have *real* family, with
whom they are currently with. Those that aren't went on duty despite having
the day off. Feh.
Thus, Chest had been alone, in his office, with the shades drawn,
quietly witling away the potential last several hour on Earth with only
Camera for company. The drone is notoriously bad company. This rather
depressing evening was broken up, ironically, by a GNN broadcast. Deciding
that Camera was not enough company to hang around with while the world is
about to end, Chest has headed on down to the Quake District.
[Radio: (A) Global] That Guy transmits, "Doctor Hortence P. Psyche, are you
some kind of ass?"
THE STINGRAY OF JUSTICE is here on the scene. Landing a decent bit away from
group, Jet Stingray makes his way toward the site. He figures that there is
something going on if people are talking about attacks and cultists, so he
gives the wave. "REPLIFORCE, FORM UP!" he shouts if there are any grunts
around. After all, when it comes to aggressive operations, this is Jet's
speciality. He pulls out a large bat labeled 'BAT OF KNOWNG and looks at it
over before slinging it over his shoulder and making his way over toward the
group. He plans to get some answers.
Munitions Ifrit sneaks among the fringes of the area, trying not to be
noticed by cultists or anything that would want to take a pot shot at him.
This is him being recon for himself. Watching, listening, being unsettled
and spooked, but still there and armed in case all hell breaks loose, which
it very well might.
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "They're Ra Moon cultists. I was
trying to bring them under my contr-"
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "Yes, he is."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "....do /not/ call me by that
name."
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "Ask a hard one next time."
[Radio: (A) Global] Tunnel Rhino snort. "Hortence."
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "His name is HORTENCE?"
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "AWESOME."
Knight Man no, Paladin Man makes his way into the rubble strewn quake zone,
sterling silver armor gleaming in the sunlight, disgusted mutters and curses
rip through his lips and a masculine yet almost lyrical voice. He was
lowered but he refused to sit by while some one destroyed a world that was
rightfuly his creator's domain!
[Radio: (A) Global] That Guy transmits, "They know /you wussed out/. They
know you, and Linnea, and whatever survivors are not trying to raise the
Blood God /aren't keeping it real/."
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "I've got something to laugh
at for YEARS now."
[Radio: (A) Global] Songbird Lee transmits, "Noted."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Nnng. Ok, you people want to make
yourselves USEFUL!?"
Mach Jentra has hovered in quietly, a few Preons flanking him as he watches
the proceedings. This, he thinks, should probably be a richly satisfying
apocalypse. He discusses a few things idly on the radio, pondering some
activities that might /really/ get this crowd roaring.
A silent black hoverchopper swoops overhead, monitoring the
situation on the ground. An Umbrella pilot flies the craft, and Timothy
Caine sits in the co-pilot's chair. He studies the crowd through a pair of
binoculars, his gaze centering on the man preaching. This is quite
interesting - perhaps it warrants further investigation.
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "I've suddenly lost a massive amount
of respect for you, Hortence. I'm sorry."
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Energize."
[Radio: (A) Global] Linnea Blossom transmits, "Of course I'm not, why the
hell would I want to? I kill them."
There's a dim blue glow illuminating the mouth of one of
San-Angeles's many ruined alleyways -- and then it disappears entirely
beneath the fold of a cloak. A small crackle of electricity, quickly
dissipated. It isn't much of a disguise, but the heavy tan poncho that
Scarface has thrown over his head, hair, and body -- including those
monstrous spikes -- is enough to make him indistinguishable from other,
similarly adorned Reploids. Concealing his face behind the folds of the
cloak as well as his own mask, only Scarfac's dim, glowing yellow eye is
visible.
Ducking beneath a low-hanging piece of masonry, Scarface stays
generally out of sight, following the celebration both with interest and
concern; whatever the Irregulars are up to, 'aggressive operations' probably
doesn't directly describe it.
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "Yes sir?"
Elpizo isn't here, but monitoring the situation through the Arcadians that
have been kind enough to show up. Hi, Hibou. Tonight is a magical night and
this seems to have everyone's attention, better to keep a finger on it.
Cyber Peacock is here, obviously. I mean, who could miss something like
this?
Anyways, he blinks here, green wire frame... blue sphere, body armor... all
slowly appears and all. He doesn't look too happy, because he was expecting
the end of the world, or time, or whatever. All he sees is a bunch of weird
cult freaks.
...He is recording everything anyways, just because he can. Ignoring anyone
else who arrives.
No... Massimo can't let the world go to the dogs. Massimo can't let his fear
get the best of him. Massimo, you are the world's last hope! The big man
pounds the pavement, stomping his way through in an attempt to get to the
device. He is slow, yes, he is steady in his race against time. He pulls out
Item #1241 and throws it to the ground, leaping upon it.
It promptly turns into a Light Labs Brand Skateboard, which the overly large
man precariously steers towards the Quake District.
[Radio: (A) Global] Dr. Psyche transmits, "Kill that man, and bring me that
device. If you can't bring it to me, destroy it."
Protoman's been quite accustomed to this area of San Angeles, he's
been helping the reconstruction effort that's been slowly rebuilding the
Ruins nearby so has been bouncing through this area carrying supplies
frequently. For some reason, Blues isn't in his standard armor, but rather
Prometheus. And the normal smirk on his face is gone.
[Radio: (A) Global] Masquerade transmits, "A rose by any other name still
built a Rainbow Devil that almost killed you..."
[Radio: (A) Global] Energize transmits, "Yes SIR!"
Frequency a is now gagged.
Elec Man has somehow made his way all the hell up onto a gutted building,
standing on an unstable-looking piece of wall. Smoke from something unseen
billows up behind him, making him look way more ominous than he actually
ever is when he's not whirling in a maelstrom of power. He's able to see the
area below easily thanks to some goggles he apparently just put together
that go perfectly with his eyecrest.
Fire Man had something really profound and Shatner-esque to say but
when Daryn drives by singing it so happens that Daryn's ability to ROCK OUT
is far greater than Fire Man's ability to make poor attempts at heroic
speeches. His approach is paused long enough to grumble about it before
continuing on his way, silently but no less brightly (for what that's worth,
at least he won't have to bring his own candle).
Red is on the sidelines, with his scythe on his back, unlit. If there is
gonna be trouble, he'll be here.
Red is standing next to Blues with his arms folded.
Enforcer Malamute arrives from the Ruins.
Enforcer Malamute has arrived.
Kraft appears on the scene. OKAY. he can't TELEPORT BLINK like Blues does.
He can do it a short range, which he does. He looks at these people in
robes. What is this? Is this whats happening?
Some.. Alternate TimeQuake Cult?
[OOC] Hibou says, "Ooh. Doggybag."
The cloaked Scarface eventually weaves his way through the
alleyways, passing Red and Blues. He nods once to each of them, before
moving on.
Ominous newscasts about ominous gatherings of people in robes often
draw scary people. As the assembly of apparent cultists grows ever larger,
emerging from shadows throughout the region, another figure emerges from the
shadows for the briefest of instants. A gunmetal and tan blur ejects from a
cluster of shadows and darts into another cluster, disappearing from view in
darkness and rubble.
The blur may be out of sight and likely out of mind, but it is not
out of existence. It draws closer, following the cultists from its hiding
places in its sanctifying shadows. For a moment, the blur that is Grigori
Borzakov, contemplates the irony of him being a force for good... A force
for good that emerges from shadows. Shadows that it considers righteous and
sanctified by... Justice. That thought contemplated, meditated upon, the
blur returns its focus to the situation at hand.
All Rock needed to hear were the words 'Ra Moon.' Twelve seconds later, he
was riding on the back of Rush in Robojet form, the evening wind whipping
through his hair, his helmet clutched under his arm. As the Blue Bomber and
his robotic friend approach the ominous San Angeles skyline, Rock can't help
but feel the tinglings of memory at what a great horizon it once was and
might be again. "Come on, Rush, this is crazy time. People are panicking
again."
World-ending cults. From a social psychology perspective, a fascinating
phenomenon, though one that's certainly not unheard of in years past --
there are always worshippers of nothingness and death, though rarely are
they so vocal. This fascination is Dr. Regal's /professed/ reason for being
here; all he would claim to be here is an observer. He stays at a distance
for now, having no reason to get any closer and knowing full well that
getting close without a reason when dealing with death-cults like the
followers of Ra Moon is an awful idea.
Cinnamon has rested in the medbay ever since the Maverick attack -- she's
saved every bit of energy she could. They've known the time of what would
happen ever since yesterday. Now the location is finally given, and Hunters
are deployed to San Angeles. An unlikely scene, this could only be the
predicted time-shattering event.
She runs along on foot as best she can from the teleporters,
beelining to the quake district. She has a little time, but not much. The
going is much rougher once she reaches the ruined area, and Cinnamon resorts
to hovering over piles of debris, trying not to slip anywhere.
Red's POT
======================== San Angeles - Quake District
========================
Name Idle Last Pose Last Action
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Cinnamon 1s 1s
Dr. Regal 53s 52s
Rock 1m 1m
Grisha 1m 2m
Scarface 1m 2m
Kraft 2m 2m
Enforcer Malamu 2m 2m
Red 21s 2m
Fire Man 2m 2m
Elec Man 27s 2m
Blues 34s 3m
Steel Massimo 3m 3m
Cyber Peacock 2m 3m
Elpizo 3m 3m
Timothy Caine 4m 3m
Mach Jentra 4m 3m
Knight Man 23s 4m
Munitions Ifrit 1m 4m
Jet Stingray 2m 4m
Chest 0s 4m
Rodney Ruddock 2m 4m
Ninetails 36s 5m
Daryn 33s 6m
Masquerade 11s 6m
Hibou 36s 6m
Energize 1m 6m
Wind Crow 4m 7m
Prismatic Spide 14s 8m
Gemma 22s 8m
Deathbringer <M N/A 11m
Albert Wesker 9m None
Alloy 23s None
Chaud 25s None
Epsilon 9m None
Riot 1m None
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Wind Crow flies in formation with Jet Stingray. This has what he's been
waiting for from the very start, a chance to end all of this crap once and
for all, and deal out some violent, bloody justice to everyone involved with
Black SHIELD and Nebula. The Crow pulls out his twin beam daggers, the
V-Hangar, and starts floating down towards the ground. He's looking for Red.
"Alright you pukes," he calls out to the people below. "You are ordered to
break the hell up or get beaten to a f***ing pulp! This is your last and
final warning. Stand down and cease your illegal activities immediately!"
Albert Wesker is both curious and intrigued by the news report, something as
strange as this little gathering is enough to draw him to this scene. Decked
in his black suit and shades, Wesker is like a corporate ninja as he sticks
to the shadows to observe the gathering.
Ninetails has very good ears.
He calls out in a very friendly tone, "Is it illegal to hold a public
religious ceremony in San Angeles?" while coming to a halt a few dozen yards
away. His arms spread, as if to say 'I mean no harm'.
A filter of some type is placed over another spotlight, and that light
shines up high in to the sky, splitting clouds. The shape of an eye is
decorated upon it.
"The powers of the God of Mars will remove us from this mortal existance,
sparing us the wrath of time's destruction!"
"HAIL RA MOON!" shout several of the cultists from near the front, and it
DOES sound like they mean it. Some in the back may not know the drill, and
add to the chorus hesitantly. One woman has her little daughter there; she
thinks she is dressed as a witch, and is busy trying to tie her shoe.
"For God was CAST in to the SILENCE OF SPACE by the unbelievers!" The cult
leader continues his shout, then, laughs. "And, I see the unbelievers making
us an audience. LET THEM COME!"
Chaud arrives not too far from Blues, incidentally. The facemask is
close, but no weapons or shielding is deployed. The radio chatter draws a
scowl, plans over the radio. They involve stabbing a certain psycho Yakuza
cyborg.
This draws a very wide grin as he fires his dash-jets to start his
persuit. Clock's ticking. The weapons systems are primed but not activated
yet.
"Hail Ra Moon!" Masquerade shouts, mingling into the crowd. Silently
he begins to calculate how many he can kill before rousing the attention of
the others. If this is a ceremony that depends on numbers it would certainly
aid the 'good guys' to deminish them.
Energize prefers 'capture the thing' to 'shoot it' because she's not gonna
shoot it, I mean come on, seriously.
She is however glad she brought that ladle.
"Oh yay, I love it when I get simple orders," she says, and begins to walk
towards the crowd of people, wiggling her fingers. "Kill cultist, get
thingy." She shoves past the woman, noting "Hey, excuse me, gonna stop world
from ending, maybe, or perhaps just infuse my essence into the fabric of
time and space perhaps." Shove shove shove!
This certainly does not work. Red swears silently to himself and he blinks
in a flash of energy. He reappears on top of a skyscraper before dropping
down into the crowd. He lands in a clear space and he begins to OVERSTEP
some of the shorter, human members, "OK. Time to break this up, guys. We are
not going for this nonsense. Ra Moon is dead, and I am sorry. This is
totally unacceptable.."
Red reaches up and pulls out the unlit scythe, "We will not give you another
warning, either go away or be arrested."
Ra Moon is boring, Daryn thinks, he's already been defeated! You can't bring
him back, that's like... bringing back Frieza, you can't do that! Wait,
Frieza was brought back. Damn! But he's got to stop it. And what he's not
supposed to do is SHOOT IT.
Daryn thinks really hard. That means--get the device if you can get the
device. Right. And don't shoot it.
"Hail Ra Moon!" Daryn has the SAME idea, one might suspect, as Masquerade.
He drives along, trying to get close to that device so he can not shoot it
in peace. "Glory to the Eternal Emptiness! Alriiight!"
Munitions Ifrit moves closer to his RF superiors through the silence of the
shadows, glancing at the eye and wincing at the mention of Ra Moon. <<"You
may not want to draw any attention to yourselves, it is only giving them
more reason to be arrogant and ignore you.">> His radio transmission is
sent, but he is even more unsettled than before.
"Ignoratn Peasents.." muttered the Knight, no, Paladin. "Praising some
disposed fool when they shouldst be praising Wily" he muttered, scanning the
field and slowly gravitating towards Fire Man, he did resemble Flame Man
some what.. only not.
Kraft is standing. He doesn't say anything. Yet. he sees the eye shine. odd.
See. He wasn't able to fight in the whole Ra Moon escapade before. He
doesn't understand the power here. I mean. Megaman BEAT him, right.
"Are you insane?" he asks aloud.
One of the Hunter Ride Chaser's engines screams as Alloy pushes the throttle
to 'Ludicrous', gritting his teeth, ducking down to reduce his wind drag.
Rather than gatecrashing straight into the scene the hacker pulls up, up to
the crumbling top of a five-story building where he cuts the Chaser's power
at last and alights nimbly on the roof, tensely staring at the
gathering...listening and waiting.
Chest frowns and listens to the crazy man rant and rave about Ra Moon, The
Destroyer, is coming back. This brings back terrible memories of Chest's
trip to Mars. He doesn't bother trying to mingle, and is mostly working
under the hope that others will ignore him. Camera, beside him, whistles a
question, to which Chest just shrugs and mutters back, "Sure, go ahead.
Record everything. If we make a it through this night I might finally win a
Pulitzer!" Chest gives a half smile at his own little joke. Camera just
beeps and swears back at Chest. The GNN boss man can't help but notice the
gathering of other factions, however. He hopes they aren't going to break
out in a fight...
Riot is on yet another rooftop, it's the batma- I mean STARS
training, get the high gruond and secure it, you will get the drop on most
combatants. He looks over the assembled group and sighs. Theres freaking
kids down there, do these people really know what they're DOING?!
Elec Man mutters under his breath, "Noom Ar Laih! Ha! HA! I said it
backwards and now none of it will work. I have saved the world this day." He
glances about at the other people assembling, shrugs, and returns his
magnified attentions to Podium Dude.
Ra Moon. Ra Moon! Ra Moon everything! First it's Gemini Man usurping
him, and now it's Ra Moon that everyone fears. Flame gathers at his arms
like it always does when Fire Man feels like he's about to set someone,
something, or just about anything on fire.
He raises his voice to the heavens to snap off retorts of a less
wordy variety to the apparent leader of the gathering. To yell about his own
right to destroy the place they stand, as the one who brought despair to the
city almost twenty years ago. Yes, he would...
If he bothered to have maintenance done after he was done yelling at
Burner Man about how he had to be the stand-in Bunsen burner. As such pretty
much everything he says is lost in the commotion but he does look pretty
angry for those who care to look into individual members of the crowd.
Enforcer Malamute arrives on scene, though for the moment he looks unarmed,
because he has orders not to do anything with these cultists. He's on ground
level, though he remains on the perimiter of where the cultists are. In case
anyone tries to escape.
"Well well well..." Cyber Peacock holds up a holographic screen, "Like all
religions... this one will be easy to point out all of its faults." He
doesn't look like he cares that much, and would rather see what exactly is
going on before doing anything.
"Well, hurry up and do the little summoning thing..." He waits, good always
come to those who wait... Well, unless you are on the internet. Then it's
who has the fastest connection and response time.
Grigori sinks further into the shadows, disappearing entirely from
view. He skirts silently around the growing crowd. The Russian Strider
frowns under his baclava and scarf. This is worse than bad. This... This
is... He shakes his head slightly, twitching through the shadows quickly and
quietly. He needs more data. He needs to know this crowd to move among it
without being seen.
Protoman teleports away from the alley he was in originally to a
better vantage point in the window of the second floor of a nearby building
to the Ra Moon 'mass'. Blues lifts his left forearm and taps a few keys to
check his systems status, specifically his teleport systems.
Grisha activates his stealth mode.
Mach Jentra raises his voice. He takes no action but to speak, his voice
loud and mocking as he hovers above the audience. "Your God was a
fabrication of metal and silicon, ill fit to destroy a world, let alone rule
it. He met a humiliating end, and a humiliating fate. Worship your little
baubles. I'll sit back and laugh."
Rodney Ruddock is no stranger to 'bizarre religiousity,' being something of
a believer himself, albeit in a rather more /benign/, semi-mainstraim sect.
He is currently hunkered down in a ruined Kwik-E-Mart, setting up what could
kindly be called a disaster communications hub. The Kwik-E-Mart, overlooking
the cultist assembly, is, he considers, fairly safe. It's got walls, the
door opens outwards, and in here he can manage communications and
iinformation flow. Now, he's just watching.
Rock makes himself as bright and noticeable to onlookers as possible as he
crests into the outskirts of the city. He knows his appearance might help
sooth some of the concerns in the limited population that still calls the
beleaguered city a home. Furthermore, if the radio reports he's receiving
are true -- Mega Man will be a powerful deterrent from any potential Ra Moon
followers doing something terrible. At least, he hopes.
Rock grips his helmet tighter as he passes through the Ruins district,
slowly sliding it over his brown hair. It synchronizes to his systems as his
armor attachments form around him in blue flashing pops, completing the
transition into
knee and angles Rush straight towards the center of the cultist swarm.
Regal has a different strategy of approach. He notices that all the others
joining the crowd to get a better are trying to be loud about it. He,
however, is not so rash. He shifts his posture a little, trying to match the
cultists' overall bearing but also trying to seem just a -little- more
unobtrusive. After all, part of blending in is /not/ sticking out.
There's more than enough people here, infact, it's packed full.
Being the lone Neo Arcadian in sight, you can't hide a fat man, Hibou just
slinks around. Moving to a higher point of perspective, to look down more or
less on the happenings, Hibou gets in place.
It's no rooftop, but it's high enough. Hibou continues to monitor
the area for the higher ups.
Ninetails turns slightly to regard the GNN cameras that are circulating the
area, and raises a hand to wave, quite clearly, towards it.
"Hello!" he shouts up towards Mega Man as he passes nearby.
Mach Jentra raises a brow at Ninetails. "Your enthusiasm is at once
inspiring and apalling."
In his remote battle bunker, Elpizo sips coffee. He knows how to wait in
style.
Jet Stingray just stands by Red, merely pulling out the bat. "Now, we aren't
going to hurt you, but considering you are being really creepy, and this is
still a corded off area, gunna need you guys to listen to Red. ...Now, you
guys going to break it up, or not? Come on... We'll even hook you up. Rock
and I will get your some autographs and beers, Red will do some commando
ninja moves, we'll get Blues to hit himself in the head, and heck, sure even
Cinnamon and a couple other girls will pose seductively. That's better than
the end of the world, right?" Hey, at least Jet's trying.
Cinnamon bites her lower lip as chaos immediately breaks out. It doesn't
take much reasoning to figure out what that device is. Her thoughts are
confirmed by others soon after. There's no time to wonder how it got /here/
or who these people are; they just need to act. Cinnamon looks aroung for a
good vantage point -- the more people she can see, the more she can help.
And she has the feeling it may be needed.
The quake district is a mess as always. Spotting a collapsed
multilevel highway that has become a mass of steel and cement and other
materials some few stories high, Cinnamon pounds towards it and begins
clambering upwards as best she can on the shifting mess. It'll do.
Prismatic Spider arrives on-site, warnings ringing in his head. He's staying
comparatively out of sight, but his name isn't Sneaky Spider. He's shiny,
and light glints off os his body. His labcoat seems a little bulkier than
normal, but that's not unexpected, he always seems to have stuff in his
pockets. He doesn't move to confront the cultists yet, but he does work his
way across the broken ground towards the edge of the area, attempting to get
a good eye on what's happening.
"You call God dead, like the ancient philosphers--" The leader heard Red
well enough, but takes his threat to arrest as a direct challenge. "Any
banishment is reversible..." With a rather dramatic flair, the cult leader
strikes a button on the side of the glowing, slightly broken device.
Cultists screech and scatter as Megaman rushes in to the edge of their mob.
Several of them nearest the device back away, as if having second thoughts,
but far more rush toward it, as if they want to be based in the light.
"AND WE WILL OPEN THE DOOR TO SPACE!"
The device... it might be a Force Metal Subspace Engine, for those that have
worked on such machines, the energy pattern seems similar. But... it's a
primitive one, if that is what it is, and there's no rocketship in sight.
Massimo doesn't look to happy. No... he has to attack them. Massimo pushes
his feet at the ground in fervent stamps, sliding down towards the cultists.
The stakeboard skids and hops a little as Massimo goes, barreling the mighty
warrior towards the people. He wavers for a second. What... what is he
supposed to do? Kill them all? No... He can't do that.
Massimo throws his arms forward and fires missiles over the cultists' heads.
"Disable the device now and none of you will be harmed!" Massimo tries to
look at tall and menacing as possible.
Elec Man grins. Even to the potential end, he is completely unserious. He
pulls back the view from his goggles so that he can view the entire tableaux
at once, and rubs his hands together. Electricity crackles around him.
"This is so extreme."
Too late.
Red widens his eye and as he sees the cultist move towards the device he
glows the brightest red he's done in awhile and he reappears next to the
human wielding his large scythe, "No."
Red swings his scythe with lethal intent towards the leader's waist.
Chest scowls at this new, crazy ass machine. "Uh... Camera? What do your
sensors make of that?" He asks, leaning over towards his drone. Camera
doesn't reply, though, as it has no idea. Plus it's busy capturing every
word, every sound, and every sight on its multitude of cameras. Door to
space? Goddamnit, these people might be nutjobs, but if they have something
dangerous like nukes or Force Metal then they could cause a whole buttload
of damage.
A thought strikes him: Are the cultists doing this now because of
the end-of-the-world prediction... or was the end-of-the-world prediction
due to whatever they're about to do...
"Darnit, too many people. Crowd to thick. Guess I'll just have to make use
of what every fool knows is the proper amount of voltage when it comes to
time problems..."
Energize's hands crackle with electricity. "1.21 Gigawatts!"
She begins shocking people and shoving herself to the front with renewed
ferocity. She might yet be able to do something interesting by grabbing the
device.
Or get sucked into time, but, you know, she'd try anything once.
In the confusion, Daryn takes two holoscans--one of THE DEVICE--and the
other of a random cultist. He quickly puts the disguise over his body via
holographics and continues to make his way closer to the device--acting as
if he wanted to bask in the light of it itself. Every so often he chants
about how great Ra Moon is. That Guy was very explicit about not shooting
the device, so he doesn't shoot the device.
The Umbrella hoverchopper circles the crowd, as Caine keeps close
track of the situation. If this thing is really a transtellar drive, like
Psyche says, it could be an asset to Umbrella's quantum research. He'll keep
an eye on it, as he waits for the moment to strike.
Fire Man finds himself having to navigate through a small crowd to
get anywhere after the realization that his voice is a bit weak. Maybe he
could usurp the focus of attention if he found some high ground to (feebly)
scream upon.
Red's intents will probably jeopardize this. Yet, Fire Man attempts
to climb upon a pile of overturned scrap to try and get up above the crowds.
Elec Man, if watching carefully from his position, will notice not only does
Fire Man fail in doing this, but the scrap gives way and he falls inside of
the heap.
What a horrible eight-hundred thirty-seventh impression.
As the cultist leader acts, Riot kicks a bundle of cord over the
edge of the rooftop and clips on to it. Repeling down the side of the
building. All you fancy people with blink, Riot does it the old fashioned
way.
Granted, Riot can descend faster then a human, and once he hits the
ground, he unclips fromt he cord and and begins to try and push through the
crowd to the device, his shield helps a lot with that.
Regal moves with the cultists who move /away/. He may be trying to blend in,
but he's not /retarded/. He is not particularly familiar with the device,
its uses, or its means of operation (though the Global frequency is
beginning to give him an idea), so he's not putting himself in danger. They
say that no risk means no reward, but risk is a thing to be calculated and
recalculated, not taken on the fly. Leonard, for his part, is going to do
what he always does: be patient.
Munitions Ifrit stops dead to stare at the device, and its glow. Inside his
head, several mental warning alarms go off. The kind that would scream
danger. This is not a good night too be on duty. "This can't be good.."
Red's motion didn't make things any easier. This would be a bad time to
intervine.
When Wind see's Red go forward, he shoots forward as fast as he can so he
can form up with Red and back him up against whomever or whatever decides to
take Red's actions personally.
Wind Crow begins covering Red.
"Well done!" Ninetails calls from his standpoint on the wreckage, towards
Red, but otherwise does not interfere. Perhaps he should have been made as a
vulture instead.
He remarks to Mach Jentra, "If the device begins to act improperly, I will
attempt to melt it with an energy blast."
"I'm not sure what that is," Rock says, carefully, as he hovers above the
cultists. His eyes are locked on the Cult Leader, the one manipulating the
glowing device. "But I understand your words perfectly clear." Rock extends
his arm, it flashes cobalt, and then the Mega Buster swirls to life. He
regards it towards the leader, bracing it with his other free hand. Rush
hovers, a calm orange glow coming from his jet.
"Listen to Steel Massimo. Stop whatever it is you /think/ you're doing. Ra
Moon is gone; we stopped him. All you'll do here is hurt innocent people,
/yourselves/ included."
"RED, RED... BAD PR SITUATION!" the Stingray of Love exclaims. He turns
around to no one in particular, trying to explain how it 'really' was. "The
cult leader was going right for him!" he points out loudly before following
looking after Red, wondering if he is going to have to take his back or not.
Mach Jentra nods at Ninetails. "Fair enough, young one."
Not liking this one bit, Masquerade keeps to the outskirts of the
group and willingly gets pushed to the outside as if he were a weaker member
of the group.
Kraft is still watching.
"Yes, Yes you are insane." he says blankly again as he reaches hand to his
back a bit. He's clutching something. It's not his cannon though.
Albert Wesker shakes his head from the shadows as Rock begins to speak, if
the world believed that both he and Alexia Ashford had died, only for both
of them to cheat death, what guarantee is there that Ra Moon really died?
Knight Man faaaades into the back ground...
Energize fades into the foreground.
The Subspace Device is already beginning to glow more brightly, a vibration
beginning to resonate from its insides. The cult leader watches it glow,
transfixed, staring.
Red slashes for him, strikes, and cuts deep in to him with the scythe before
he can even react. Fixated on the light, the man barely moves at all. He is
cut nearly through by the time Rock can even get off his threat.
He looks up at Megaman, and holds his hands over the wound Red caused. The
robe is black, hiding the severity, but the man is human. The mask falls off
of his face and on to the ground. The face that was behind is already
beginning to melt, from the excessive radiation of the device.
That device might have looked tasty at another time, but Hibou
filled himself up with the stray metal lying around. Swallowing a bit of
what used to be a 'eat at joes sign', it now just labels 'eat', and Hibou is
hardly one to argue with it. Chomping it down and finishing it.
Well. Orders are orders so he better get to them, and taking
something from his belt, Hibou arms a weapon. Grabbing a grenade, he bites
the pin and tosses it towards a group of cultists. He wouldn't go against
orders, especially when dealing in a tense situation like this. It'll
explode, it's what grenades do.
Everything's about to become a battle. Everything's about to
/explode/, and Scarface can all but smell. it. When Red 'fires the first
shot', the tall, cloaked figure of Scarface launches into the crowd of
cultists, not with war on his mind but the opposite, seizing the smallest
child in his arms. Dwarving her easily, he practically swallows up in his
cloak, despite holding her to his gently as a mother might, despite his
dense armor. Leaping back and away from the crowd and picking up speed,
Scarface puts himself nearly half a block across in a few quick strides,
setting the child down.
"Shh," he says, pulling his hood aside to reveal one eminently
'human' green eye. "Stay here. It's not going to be safe here for long," he
whispers, crouching to reduce his massive size. "I swear that I will return
your mother to you safely." Scarface, perhaps, does not know how to deal
with small children, but as he rises and turns back, he whispers,
compassionately, "Be good. Everyone will be okay. I promise." And then
Scarface is off, charging into what may be a battle by the time he returns.
The force metal generator, unfortunately, has little idea about real
force metal. She's been trying to study with extremely limited success; it's
just not what she does. Seeing the device revealed tells Cinnamon absolutely
nothing about a bad situation. Clambering up to about second-story height on
the collapsed multilevel highway, the young medic turns back around...
..and waits, twisting her hands with anxiety. There is little she
can do, she thinks.
Cyber Peacock is taking scans of everything he can, and taking readings...
This is interesting, and dangerous at the same time. There are more then one
holographic screen now, he has about another eight of them open.
"...Ick, Sub Space..."
Alloy spots the Not-So-Solid Spider and vaults off the rooftop, alighting
easily next to him as the scene starts to play out. "You heard what Atomise
just said, didn't you." he mutters, staring at the flickering blue harbinger
of doom. "What else can we do?"
Elec Man's mouth forms an o as he focuses on the dude whose face is now
melting, taking a picture with his robot brain. The wall suddenly gives way,
but a faint blue mesh of electricity is cast down to reinforce it and keep
Elec on his perch.
Mach Jentra hmms. Idea. "Large human!" He's apparently trying to shout to
where Hibou can hear him. "Eat the subspace device!"
Radiation, Masquerade thinks, its effects causing his thoughts to
melt and stick together substancially. Reploids do not do especially under
the duress of such a thing. Clutching into his hood he would seem to be
clutching his face in a pained manner.
Daryn is not SUBTLE, and he is kind of STUPID, but that doesn't mean he's
RETARDED. He knows that people might very well shoot at him if he takes the
Device. On the other hand, his body is hard and durable and probably won't
get shot up to hell.
Daryn is close now, so he reaches out and tries to nab the device in a
fairly unobtrusive manner, just in case that helps people get the idea to
not shoot him.
Red quickly notes the BAD situation now. Sensors blare off in Red's
interface and he looks at the device. He pushes the dying cultist leader off
to the side, hoping he'll die quickly. The Commando turns around and shouts
to his allies, "GET THE HUMANS THAT ARE NOT HUNTER OR REPLIFORCE OUT OF
HERE! NOW!"
Red turns around and stares the device. His systems can definately feel the
toll now.
Inside the Kwik-E-Mart, Rodney continues to monitor the radio. He's hearing
all sorts of things on the wind. He's also very, very, very glad he can't
see the man's face. Also that he's in the Kwik-E-Mart, which...well,
probably doesn't have lead walls.
He closes his eyes momentarily, muttering a prayer to Jah.
Just for future (or past) reference, Grisha hates the good guys. He
hates the good guys /SO MUCH/. The Russian Strider darts from the shadows as
the cultists start their discouragingly different activities in response to
the 'heroes' of the world. He moves with every ounce of fluidity and grace
he can bring to bear, but it is not enough against such a crowd. It is
apparently for the best that Grisha fails to draw near the lead cultist and
his device.
As the
cultist's shoulders and ducks behind a thick slab o' ferrocrete. Grigori is
infinitely glad that he has his space suit on today. It may be clumsy and
difficult to get used to, but Grisha is very happy for its radiation
shielding right this moment. Well, the radiation shielding and the huge slab
of ferrocrete that he's taken shelter behind at the edges of the cultist
crowd.
Hibou ends up eating part of the scrap pile Fire Man sank under. He
immediately pushes through past him and stares at the bright light that the
device is producing. It is not eyes of anger and a slighted sense of
entitlement, but rather wide eyes of fear.
Fire Man didn't come here to be a statistic, dammit, he came here to
make them! But yet he knows he can't outrun what he would construe as
another FM Bomb. Instead of doing anything useful he just stands there and
lets the flames gather as he prepares to make a futile attempt at
out-cooling Daryn.
Whom is actually doing something.
Regal sees the results of the device's radiation on the leader as his mask
falls off; this causes him to take a deep breath and promptly start running
backward. There's a reason he didn't get /that/ close -- he didn't know what
the machine was going to do. Now that he /knows/ what it's doing, he picks a
new plan of attack that is, perhaps, the most straightforward. It involves
the exact opposite of what Daryn did. That is, he starts running and /does
not stop/. That's /more/ than enough observation for now.
Munitions Ifrit can't stand it anymore. The cult leader has just become a
martyr, some people are too close to that device, and furthermore its gotten
ugly already because of force metal radiation. Its in the interests of
public safety really. "My..God.." This isn't Ra moon he is talking about.
He's now forcing his way into the crowd. "Get away from that thing, The
radiation!"
"Oh, crap."
Hitting button is a bad thing. Prismatic grints his teeth, considering his
options for the moment.
There aren't many. The Spider Scientist begins pushing his way through the
cultists, trying to make his way towards the subspace drive, but there's a
large number of fleeing cultists in the way. This is going to suck. A lot.
He's paying attention when Daryn goes for the device. "DARYN, YOU IMPOSSIBLE
FOOL! GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY!"
Energize's hair is on fire.
"Oh, frith, see, this is why I wanted to kill Kilalu first. Oh well, it's
times like these I'm glad I'm using..."
Lens flare.
"JIFFY MAN! BUDGET RADIATION SHIELDING. Excellent for those rad-zones or San
Angeles! Psyche tested, Energize approved, don't involve force metal without
it!"
She lunges at the device and attempts to make a grab for it, hoping Ego will
get shot instead of her.
The Crow flies forward and covers Red's back. This means that Wind Crow is
standing back to back with Red, he looks back and goes through an 'ohcrap'
moment. He's been in some pretty dangerous situations. His systems, too are
feeling the radiation from this.
"R-red...crap, this isn't a good b-business strategy. Urgh." He turns around
and also faces the device using his rudimentary knowledge of mechanics and
high level of intelligence to try and understand how to turn this off.
Chest more or less watches, occasionally jabbing Camera with a finger and
directing him on where he needs to be aiming his cameras. He's smack dab in
the middle of the crowd. His optics widen as Daryn and Energize make plays
for the machine. Crazy fool! Someone will beat the tar out of then for that!
Energize and Daryn make Red VERY grumpy. He yells in agitation and he splits
into his triplicate again, but it obviously strains him. He stands in front
of the device. One of the holoclones attempts to kick Daryn in the face, and
the other attempts to scythe Energize in the chest.
Scarface comes out of the crowd like a bolt of lightning, landing in
a crackle of energy and thunder not far from where Cinnamon is. Casting off
his 'disguise' with a toss of his arm, Scarface drops to a knee, addressing
her. "A little bird told me that you think you can help," he says. "I can
get you to the front, if you'll let me." Scarface is, after all, faster than
her. It'll just be phenomenally dangerous.
Scarface begins covering Cinnamon.
Chest is a sexy God, but Masquerade is just concentrating on keeping
himself together in the face of the high radiation. He hears burst
transmissions but each word arrives to him like a treacle mixed with acid,
each word burning and sticking.
Looking up at the flying reploid, Hibou shakes his head. "I'm not
that hungry." Sure, eating it. Who knows what'll happen. Okay so Weil does,
a small nuclear furnace. Considering he'd be dead that way, Hibou is
definitely not getting near it. He, is, however, focusing on the harm of the
cultists. Chewing up a piece of metal left from the sign and spitting it
towards one of them.
Meanwhile, he still watches a bit back. He's not close to it. He
was told to stay away from it.
The moment Blues was waiting for comes, a small little radio
messsage received from someone he barely knows but the Hunters have come to
trust. Protoman takes a breathe and teleports down right near the device,
and right in front of Daryn.
"I didn't want this for you Daryn... but you got here before I
could..." Blues almost sounds remorseful for what he's planning, as he
attempts to grab Daryn and the device that the human may be holding. The
plan is simple. Get as far away with the device as possible.
Rock can't even finish his sentence before Red is cutting the leader down.
The look of horror and shock on his face says it all. "RED!" he screams at
the Repliforcer, but can't even lay his true fury into the Commando before
the sight of the Cult leader literally melting a dozen yards away completely
changes Rock's priorities. Falling back on Rush's bed, he shields his eyes
from the sudden glow of the device, eyes dancing as he tries to think. Gotta
think. There's always an out. There's always a solution. It just needs to
hit you, Rock. Think.
Massimo tries to think. He taps his head fiercely. Covering the object with
his bulk isn't going to do anything... And he can't absorb the energy.
Massimo clinches his fist but... there is no one to punch. For the first
time in his life, Massimo doesn't know what to do. He starts to move up
towards the device, shaking in his armor. "We have to do something, Rock! We
have to do something!"
While Chest is a sexy god, sadly, Jet Stingray is only a sexy reploid. That
won't stop him from telling him and the rest of the cultists to get the heck
out of dodge. "Get out of here, NOW!" With that, he tries to pick up a
person under each arm as well as a third with his tail. While he would like
to help with the device, he knows that he needs to do, which is what he was
meant to do, save as much life as possible.
The Crow keeps looking over the device and then the area around him. Way to
crowded for him to form a hurricane and fling the device into the
stratosphere, he'd just suck up half the people here along with it. He turns
around and swings his arm around wildly.
"Everybody get the hell outta here! Go! Run for your damn lives you idiots!"
He yells and turns back to Red. "It's your c-call, Red. What's the p-plan?"
Chaud was TOTALLY about to leap the crowd and stab Energize in the
face when Blues makes his move.
Chaud stops cold, and stares skyward. This is going to be trouble...
Cinnamon stares in horror as the device keeps charging up. Force metal
energy. She's not sure what would happen -- but reploids stand a far better
chance than humans in the same position. And of reploids, she probably has
the best chance. The question, of course is -- if she even managed to get
near this thing, what would she be expected to /do/?
The young medic's musings are disturbed by Scarface's unexpected
arrival. Cinnamon starts, but then -- nods, trying not to look fearful.
"Uh-huh. Okay, let's -- wait, what's --"
She points back down at the ground, where Blues blinks in near the
device. Something is up.
Many people want to stop this device personally.
James knows better. He's watching. Waiting. If he sees a sudden huge flash..
he's hightailing it out, of course, but.. it could be too late then.
The Device is difficult to simply grab and tuck under an arm; it's the size
of a public mailbox, and partially fused to the broken sculpture. Energize
and Daryn both nab for it, getting hands on the item and probably pulling it
in two different directions. The metal of the scuplture is starting to melt;
a broken angle on the device snags.
The little girl Scarface rescued seems a bit confused... she sits down, and
not seeing her mother, begins to cry.
People are now running away from the device, the pain from the radiation
getting the better of all but the most insane. The few that stay near it are
starting to pass out.
Then, Blues appears, and grabs Daryn, adding strength to his side of the
pull. The device itself begins to tear open; it buckles, and the blue glow
becomes stronger.
Protoman attempts to teleport, and for all present, there is a sick, vertigo
feeling, as if all of gravity were being sucked in to that one, specific
location. It feels mildly nauseating, at first... and then it begins to
present a significant pull. Blues and the device both disappear...
seemingly, but it is not so much a 'blink' as it is like fading in to a
singularity.
Chest SUDDENLY BECOMES AWARE OF JET STINGRAY'S EXISTENCE. "Oh, hey, Camera.
Make sure to get a good shot of that Repliforcer there. I hear he's been in
movies." He gives Camera another quick jab, causing the drone to squeal,
apparently pissed off. Nevertheless, Camera obeys and focuses one of its
cameras on the doings of Jet Stingray and company. Camera's pretty
sophisticated, though, so he can capture a whole lotta footage.
For Chest's own part, he's focused on the battle for the device,
since this is no doubt the far more important thing. "Whoa, Protoman!" Chest
exclaims, even though he really shouldn't be surprised. "And here I thought
it'd be a /dull/ end of the world!"
Riot continues to press through the crowds towards the front. It all
seems in vain though, especialy since Blues has chosen to be the Martyr,
again...
With the sick vertigo that comes from Blue attempting to blink away
with the broken device, Riot doubles over in nausea, bracing himself up with
one end of his shield.
Red.. blinks. He looks at the space Blues and the 'thingie', and he stumbles
back. Maybe because Chest is a sexy god, or maybe it is because of that
vertigo feeling. The Commando looks around, confused.
Alloy hears the message, the instruction given to Blues. Rather than follow
Prismatic down, he just watches, still listening and watching in horror as
events unfold. Wavering as the ripple of motion passes over him, the hacker
falls to one knee, steadying himself as he transmits messages.
Moving frantically, to keep track with all the radio flow, Rodney continues
his attempts to keep track of things. He's a Rude Boy, he prides himself on
his own skill and strength, but he knows he's just human - this is how he
can help best. And, as the Stomach Turning Teleport happens, he just grits
and bears through it.
At least he's handled nausea before.
"Fools," Masquerade says dully. "This isn't a crackerjack prize."
With the feeling of sickness increasing Masquerade noticably makes a
retching noice and subconsciously finds himself pacing /TOWARDS/ the object.
He's not doing it on purpose but the thing is virtually magnetic to him with
this feeling of gravity.
Ninetails' eyes narrow at the sight of the intensely glowing object. He
looks then to Mach Jentra again: "Does it not feel strange, that they are
the ones doing this? Perhaps, in a sense, history has passed us by..."
He then shifts himself, into a ready stance. "Or else, we shall discover
ourselves in a better position. To wait for the key moment, and then to
confound your enemies by doing nothing - is that not the path of-"
He finds himself being drawn towards the object. His feet leave some trails
in the gathered dust. "How interesting," he remarks, digging them in to slow
an approach: "It's like that gravity distortion simulation."
Chest is also aware of Masquerade, yes, but as he's more or less just
hanging about and not doing anything particularly important, he doesn't
react to him. It's possible he'll be in the background of several of
Camera's shots, though.
Enforcer Malamute is doing his best to maintain his footing, despite the
bizarre feeling. He has to press a hand against a wall in order to keep from
crashing to the ground. This is worse than those times he rode in the
Maverick transports with Sonic Banshee driving.
Elec Man has just been grinning fiercely as he watches the entire scene
unfold. He's confident in his ability to get back to the WilyDrome should
the world start to end, and given the WilyDrome's unique circumstance he
should befine there. but once the device vanishes and takes his most hated
foe with it, Elec leaps up. "Universe! Don't be a dick! That's my kill!"
Leaping up may have been a fool's move, as the gravitic (?) pull nearly
tears him off the wall, the structure beginning to crumble rapidly, only
held up by Elec's electromagnetics. It tilts worryingly forward.
"Rush, go!" Rock screams as Blues starts to fade away. The robodog doesn't
hesitate, screaming at full speed straight towards the 'singularity', the
waves of Force Metal radiation slamming into both of them. Panels of Rush's
red armor start to bend back, like a furnace, as Rock leaps from the dog's
back to try and save his brother before he fades away. "No--!"
Daryn gets kicked in the face, "Ow! Jeeze, that's stupid, I'm holding onto
the armageddon device!" He tugs at it, and looks at Energize who is also
tugging it, "Oh."
A beat. He looks at the tear.
"Oops."
Daryn starts to fade along with Blues and looks over to Blues, "I don't know
what happened, but I bet it's entirely your--"
Fire Man has nothing weighing him down, nor a strong enough grip on
anything solid to escape the apparent singularity. Fire Man makes an attempt
to turn around the other way and run for it - recklessness clearly exchanged
>for abject fear, as if he knows what will happen next.
Despite his valiant efforts to outrun the pull, he fails in doing so
and is eventually pulled into the center. Flame jets are thrown into the sky
as if it were a last ditch attempt to just set something, someone, or just
about anything on fire before he disappears inside the void.
For someone who has teleported millions of times across the globe,
this time it's different. Blues teleport rings start to materialize around
both him and Daryn, but the rings like the two of them, fade with them.
"Yeah... it is..." he responds to Daryn. Blues adds something that
can't be heard by anyone else here, just Daryn in that moment where they're
fading away.
Massimo slowly leans down, grabbing at his sides. He sways from one big foot
to the other, bending downward. He tries to tell off Michael, but he knows
this isn't the time. No, he must be patient...
Blues... what's going on? What's going to happen?
He watches the singularity form, eyes wide. "No!" He rushes in, though
further back than Rock, trying to catch up with him. "We can't let this
happen!" He is trying not to put pressure on Rock...but... he doesn't know
what to do himself.
Energize struggles for the device with Daryn! Then it rips a bit.
"Oops, I am totally not responsible for this."
Energize then realises something. The majority of the front of her hair has
burnt off, revealing her blank, hole-like eyes with their little teardrop
notches. "OH CRAP, MY FACE!" she shrieks. She clutches a hand to her face
and steps back, suddenly realising that she's in quite significant pain.
Looks down at scythe cut on her chestplate. Fades as the singularity begins
to pull at her. She is backpedalling now, but will it be enough to pull her
out of there?
The Russian Strider stumbles backward through the rubble, using his
Cipher as a walking stick when the going becomes... Difficult. Protoman
teleported the device? Vertigo? Grigori clutches the Break Cipher harder,
trying to drag himself away from the radiation. Away from the suction. Away
from... From whatever this is.
Oh god. Fat man and a gravity increase.
Hibou slams the assault cannon into the ground, attempting to hold
himself in place. And he'll hold on as long as he can too. Must've not
helped with all the metal he ate. Hibou just attempts to keep himself from
being pulled inwards, fighting against it if it's at all possible.
He's not that fast, but he's not that slow. ALthough the gravity is
getting the better of him.
Chest frowns. What is it with these people? First they were all faceless
goons, but now Stingray, Masquerade, and Red have stuck out like sore
thumbs. Chest is at a loss to explain it. This is rather irksome for Camera,
though, since he keeps getting jabbed at and told to focus on more things.
This no doubt will just make the final produce even worse, but Chest
wouldn't be a manager if he didn't make random management decisions. "Keep
diversifying your synergy!" he frantically tells the drone.
Munitions Ifrit forces his way closer, stopping not by choice to double up
and dry heave. He may not have a real stomach, but that vertigo and pull is
like one giant illness-causing nono. Being sick was not a good feeling. He
must preservere! "Gravity wells!? What is that, a force metal black hole in
a can!?" Not so much a can anymore. Blues has been sent to who knows where.
He can't be sure of Red or Jet Stingray. He is badly tempted to use his
forcefield but can't be sure that would work. "Keep going! Get away from
here!" The humans need to flee. Let the robots try to deal with it. And give
him more room to move as well.
Chaud jams hard on the dash thrusters to try and escape the pull of whatever
it is Blues just unleashed. This is gonna suck.
Regal has a lot of mental fortitude and is a fair bit away from the device
by the time the horrible singularity hits, but he is not a man of -terribly-
strong constitution. When the vertigo comes, he turns away from the device.
Bracing himself on a pile of rubble, he finds the sensation too much, and
the rest of us find that he had a relatively light lunch of spaghetti and
breadsticks. This does not last long, however, as it begins to pull more
strongly; Leonard pulls himself together and takes one last breath,
preparing for the end. He is not a fast man; he could never hope to outrun
it.
Alloy grips tightly onto large chunk of rubble, trying to wind up his
gravity wells to counter the singularity's pull. Even further away than most
people were, it's getting uncomfortably hard to fight the drag.
Wind Crow too is just as confused as Red. Blues and the group of silly
individuals holding onto the Subspace Device which has now formed a
singularity in the fabric of time and space. Beautiful, just beautiful.
However. Because he is so close to the singularity and a lighter reploid
than most, Wind is immediately YANKED right off his feet by the force of it
all. He immediately kicks his flight systems to full boost and flies away
from it. But. Well. Can he really escape?
The immediate area is now being sucked INWARD toward the device, that
powerful, zero-gravity pull getting stronger. Those closest will feel it
first; either the subspace portal, Blues' teleportation power, or some
strange combination of the two is causing an implosion.
Energize will be much too close to resist. Megaman leaps in willingly, to
protect Blues.
The suction becomes greater...
Then for one brief moment, it pushes backward, the rush of air that was
displaced from the vortex effect struggling to emerge from SOMEWHERE and
fill in what was once a vaccuum.
The rush outward lasts but a fraction of a second that seems to last a
lifetime. Then begins a brilliant light, streaming from the now-opened
portal, and filling the eyes of all who are here to witness. It might be
described as blue, purple, white, and then something beyond color.
GNN cameras, and cameras around the world, are filled with nothing but
brilliance for that flash of a second.
Cameras from orbit show a blooming white cloud appearing over the city,
though not an explosion, but something that begins to flow outward slowly,
like an aura.
Red now finally feels the pull of gravity. He does not have much time to
react except just slam the business end of his scythe to be pulled inward
before the rush outward pushes him back. The Commando blinks his eye and he
stares at the portal. He steps closer, hoping that his team is with him.
Oh, he wishes he had his team with him.
Masquerade, powerless to resist the aura, is sucked in but thinks
and feels nothing-- the intense radiation is wiping clean each thought he
has before he can process it, ridding his feelings of pain before they
register. He is within it now.
Energize is apparently frozen directly there as the portal opens right in
front of her. She says the only words that come to mind under the
circumstances.
"FRISBEE!"
Nobody ever said she ever had to make sense.
Scarface does what is, perhaps, not wise -- he heads /towards/ the
gravity well before skidding to as hard a stop as he can. "Go!" he cries,
trying to grab on to as many hands as he can -- Red's first, but the
Irregular shows no hesitance in drawing others away and apply his strength
until something both with and without color swallows up everything.
Including Scarface, but at the end of all things, does it matter
where you are?
Kraft is TRYING To fight this sudden pull. He's walking away from it. His
hand gets pulled back away from his shoulder as his eyes narrow. This is..
Odd.
"What.. //IS// that?"
Even though Wesker has remained near the back, he can feel the radiation's
effects. He grimaces slightly as the blue glow intensifies and gravity
suddenly increases. Then all of a sudden, the device and Blues disappear. He
raises a brow at this sudden development, most intriguing. What's even more
intriguing is the fact that the suction grows stronger, only to go from suck
to blow. The powerful light from the portal is also something quite special,
for the brightness is enough to blind the CEO, even if he is sporting a cool
pair of shades. He brings a hand up to shield the light from his eyes. With
such a brilliant light, Wesker can clearly be seen rather than being safely
hidden in the shadows.
Albert Wesker deactivates his stealth mode.
The Steel Massimo reaches out his hand carefully, trying to grab Rock at the
last second. He feels his body nearly stretch for a moment, it seems
forever... then Massimo is thrown back by the rush, trying to lift his arms
over his face. "Rock! Rock, I can't see you!" Really, Massimo doesn't know
what he would do without two of his heroes around anymore, mingling in with
a grand feeling of helplessness.
He wobbles backwards again, trying to push himself forward for the center.
Massimo has... to... he has to... GIVE IT ALL HE'S GOT!
The radiation, even at his distance, feels like he's thrusting his body into
flames. Prismatic glances back to Alloy, before collaping to his kness in
the midst of the rioting cultists. He raises an arm towards Blues as he
takes ahold of the device...
And then timespace warps. He digs into the ground, grimacing as his systems
send burning signals of radiation damage to his mind, and he begins working
his way away from the forming singularity. "This is going to
suuuuuuuuuuuck."
And then he doesn't need to hold on anymore. The light radiates outwards,
exploding into faint shards of iridescence as it hits Prismatic before being
washed out in the overwhelming brilliance.
Rock lunges, reaching, his arm fully extended to try and pull his brother
back. He can't see anything; the wash of light has him completely blinded.
All he has is his inner-eye, his memory, as the forces of gravity and other
primordial energies dance around him. They twist, tug, and wrench at his
body, but he continues on. He forces his legs to move, one after another,
towards that one speck, towards that one point where he saw Daryn and Blues.
Nothing else matters, not the pain, nothing.
Munitions Ifrit grabs hold of something. Anything. it turns out to be what
is left of an industrial sculpture sticking out of the ground. The pull is
insane. The reversing of the polarity even orse. From being sucked in to
being blown out.. The effect can't be good no matter how it is explained.
But he holds onto that support for dear life, watching this bizzare thing
happen, bringing his green HUD visor down over his face to lower the
brightness level a small degree.
Elec Man flails his arms as the wall tilts dramatically, bits falling off at
an alarming rate. "I didn't want to be this close to the action!" And yes,
that makes it Elec Man's fault that the device then shoves outward, blasting
the wall apart. Elec Man is thrown roughly upward, spinning through the air
with his limbs all a flutter. Of course, he'll eventually come back down,
but he can't really see anything now that it's all colors and a portal or
whatever.
Elec is all like D:.
Rodney may be protected by walls, but he too feels the pull of the gravity
well, and the massive bizarre .otherness/ of the portal. He is easily pulled
out of the door - it opens outward, you know - and towards the portal, his
radio equipment flying with him. He is almost bizarrely calm as this
happens, muttering simple prayers.
He's not about to let Scarface face this alone, after all. He /said/ he'd
have the robot's back.
Jet Stingray blinks as he almost falls back from the force, but as it turns
into... something else, he almost drops the people. "What the heck is going
on?" Jet offers as he lowers himself down, trying to dig himself in.
Normally, he would be able to ensure he didn't go anywhere, but with three
other people with him, there is not much he can do other than try his best
to dig in. Of course, considering the pull it won't last for too much longer
before he gets pulled in if the suction keeps up.
Mach Jentra sighs. He turns his head in Ninetails direction, even though he
can't see. "So far as death goes, I'm kind of let down so far."
Camera SQUEALS as the light feedback from the machine suddenly hits it.
There's the bright flash, and it momentarily knocks out everything the drone
had. "Gah!" Chest exclaims, covering his own eyes. "The sunglasses.... they
do nothing!" Chest complains. He doesn't wear those sunglasses to look cool,
y'know! Chest hesitates as he can see people suddenly getting pulled towards
the... portal... thing. "Oh no... oh no, we've got to get out of here!"
While Chest is not particularly close, he has no way of digging in. He can
feel the tug. "Oh no...!" he grabs onto Camera, dragging him along.
Cyber Peacock, being a hologram... is different. He is effected by the
Radiation, and the gravity, but he stands still. He is simply re-projecting
himself, over and over and over... Rather weird looking, but that's what you
get for being a hologram most the time. But he is starting to have trouble
to project it some many times in a row.
Parts of his hologram do pull off, but it disappears as soon as it reaches
the end of the projections range. "What in the..."
Hibou attempts to keep himself out, and while it works for a bit,
the pull becomes much stronger. Hands clawing at the ground, Hibou gets them
in deep before being pulled away anyways. Gravity was never his good point.
Hibou is helpless under it, and will be sucked in rather easily if
it continues, that is, before the shockwave. He's dragged into the portal,
he's not exactly willing, but he's not exactly able to fight it.
Ninetails lets himself relax as the suction increases. His affairs on this
world were suprisingly easy to settle. He engages his hover drive to clear
the ground, and lets himself go forwards.
He does manage to answer Mach Jentra: "Perhaps it's heaven."
Chaud is launched by the outgoing force, and sent flying in a high
arc. About two hundred later, he comes crashing to the turf. A timely hand
and a well executed flip lands him delicately enough to avoid major injury.
It's concern for the people at Ground Zero that causes him to once
more fire his jets to launch himself toward the anamoly. He skids to a stop
as the light washes over him. His eyes go wide when he realizes the
magnitude of the screw-up a moment too late. He closes his eyes and waits
for whatever is about to happen.
Mach Jentra is being sucked along, too. Damn the floatiness. "I'd expect
Heaven to be a little more visible, Ninetails."
Leonard, being light, is sent backward again by the brief burst of air; his
foot catches a pile of rubble, but he maintains his balance. He just stands
and, having made his peace with the situation, gets ready for whatever's
coming. Escape strikes him as futile at best, and he's too close to catch up
with those who actually have a decent chance. He, like Hibou, does not think
he can even hope to fight the suction.
He laughs a little bitterly at Ninetails's comment, but says nothing.
Energize is dragged into the portal while saying what might not be
gibberish.
Elpizo drums his fingers on the keyboard. "Get the transport ready," he says
to the Pantheon standing behind him. It was looking to be about time to get
his hands dirty, or die. He is, at heart, an optimist and would rather think
that this isn't the end of the world. If it is, what does he have to lose?
The transport turns out to be a ride chaser. In fact, it is Rock's ride
chaser, rebuilt from the one time he tried to ram it into Elpizo's chest.
The commander likes it because it has rocket boosters.
To put things lightly, the rocket boosters get him to the singularity pretty
quickly. Well, it gets him close; the singularity does the rest of the
pulling.
The Russian Strider's eyes close behind his polarized lens. He can
feel the tug... He can feel... Oh crap. Grisha whips himself around,
thrusting the Break Cipher into the ferrocrete behind him. If this is to be
the end, Grigori will face it. He pulls himself to his feet and draws the
Break Cipher from its momentary sheath of ferrocrete. The blade is held in
position, almost as if he were attempting to deflect it.
As if a Strider could deflect the End of the World.
Riot has turned around, and struggles against the sheer force of the
gravity well, digging his shield into the ground to try and find some
purchase...
Then a woman cultist grabs his leg. She practicly blind from the
expose, and possibly dying allready...
But Riot can't leave her behind.
Bending down, Riot scoops the woman up in his arm andtries to press
on, only now theres more mass for the gravity way to suck in. And thent
heres another cultist trying to hold on to Riot... and he picks him up too.
With this much extra mass, Riot has almost no chance against the
gravitational force.
Until and idea strikes him, pushing his shield out, Riot ignties the
thrusters, letting it fly off into the distance and through a building's
window, where it gets stuck fast. Riot moves first the woman, and then the
man on to the cable. "hold on to that, don't let go!"
Fine words from the reploid who is now losing ground from saving
two people...
Wind Crow is using his flight systems to counter-act the sucking effect, but
isn't using it to run away. He moves forward and allows himself to be pulled
next to Red. The Crow punches Red on the arm.
Red and Crow are sturdy builds.
"Hey...Red. Now's not the time to give up. We never give up."
Cinnamon grabs onto the pile of debris she's using as a vantage point,
staring wide-eyed at the struggle. They can't stop it. Of course, they
weren't /supposed/ to be able to stop it, were they? Wasn't that what Auto
and That Guy said?
Terrified, Cinnamon holds on for dear life as inexplicable light
floods through the quake district. She struggles not to flinch away, to see
what's happening. Maybe there is something she can do, still. Hesitantly,
she releases the stones she is clinging to and starts to step forwards --
slowly at first, the pull can barely be felt from here -- but she gets
closer. They can't stop the event -- but they can minimize the effects. They
have to try /something/.
Enforcer Malamute crouches down and deploys his riot shield, crouching
behind it and trying to do his best to either not get sucked into the
singularity and also not get blasted away by it. This is a bad situation.
Red steps towards the light. He heard those words from Wind. He heard them,
and thus he grins at Wind, "Geromino!" Red runs towards the portal.
Kraft looks at everyone hopping in. Screw it. You only live once, and if the
world is going to implode, might aswell have one last Adventure. He goes
ahead and charges forward, just after Red. "TALLY HO!"
Blinding light fills Alloy's eyes, the unpleasant buzz of Force Metal
radiation making itself known to him. Staggering forward, he tries to
control his pace, moving for Prismatic to seize some part of the spider
reploid, to try and save him. "Then we'd better get out of here!" he shouts,
not bothering to use tightbeams this time. Then aburptly something fails in
his systems, and the counterforce his gravity wells were providing dies.
With the unexpected loss, Alloy suddenly goes flying off his feet, into the
pull of the singularity. His expression is confused, more than anything
else, as he vanishes completely.
Wind shakes his head, "...Oh well, today's a good day to die as any," he
doesn't wait for Red to disappear and just charges after him.
Scarface seems to have no choice. He can't fight against all of
this; no one can, and the Irregular instead finds himself tugged through the
breach, chasing Red, chasing Blues, and, hopefully, keeping just ahead of
the end of the world.
*** TELEPORTATION SPAM ***
Outside Neo Arcadia
The world outside Neo Arcadia is vast. There is little in the way of
civilization, noise, or... anything.
Blue-suited soldiers of Neo Arcadia with single red eyes gather
around hastily made outposts along with the stray mechaniloid whom
oftentimes feel no purpose in their existence other than to attack those
unfortunate to pass by.
No matter how far one looks beyond these peculiarities, there is
nothing. There are no fish in the sea. No packs roaming the plains. No birds
in the skies. This is a desolate world brought nearly to complete and total
extinction.
It is from here that the light coming from the
more appealing than you may have found it prior to making this venture out
into the great unknown.
Contents: Contents:
Steel Massimo [Steel] [H] Munitions Ifrit [Desert Demon] [RF]
Ninetails [M] Grisha [Space_strider] [C]
Kraft [ClassySuit] [H] Hibou [Hibou] [NA]
Elec Man [
Cinnamon [Maiden] [H] Scarface [Scarface] [I]
Knight Man [Paladinman] [RM] Cyber Peacock [Hologram] [M]
Red [Menacing] [RF] Rodney Ruddock [I]
Mach Jentra [Mach Jentra] [M] Elpizo [Elpizo] [NA]
Prismatic Spider [Labcoat] [RF] Wind Crow [RF]
Epsilon [Epsilon] [I] Energize [Energize] [C]
Rock [Mega Man] [H] Gemma [Gemma] [SD]
Leo [Leo] [SD] Daryn [Helmetless] [RM]
Blues [Prometheus] [H]
Civilization <C>: Neo Arcadia(?) - Residential Zone
The light begins to fade... for some, faster than others. The world around
is mostly, it seems, destroyed. In some places, it is littered with debris
that could only have come from the Quake District itself.
Being the idiot who tried to pull this thing off of Daryn, Energize is one
of the first people here, alongside Blues and Daryn. She is now, for the
benefit of everyone, a lot shorter in the hair department, and her eyes are
entirely visible- or rather lack of eyes, because there's two empty circular
spaces there.
"Wow, I guess I can drop the stupidity act now, huh," she comments, looking
at Daryn and Blues. She crosses her arms.
"I wonder where we are?" she asks, looking around. "This certainly isn't
deep space. Or Instrumentality. So where did we wind up, exactly? And why
did I have to have you two for company?"
The world for Blues and Daryn fade away into blackness. Blues
mutters something under his breathe as he feels his molecules being torn
apart in the space between the seconds of the teleport. But something else
happens, as Protoman is instead tossed by /something/ out of the void and to
somewhere else.
That somewhere else? No place that Blues has ever seen as he hits
the sand at a speed that sends him scrapping along for a few feet.
"Well shit."
Masquerade arrives, unceremonially dumped on his behind. He was very
close to the portal so probably amongst the first to arrive if not mid way
through. Looking around before standing the Reploid begins to try to guage
where he is. Thus far he has no idea. His radio also doesn't work. Damn.
Knight Man has left.
"---lllluuuessss!" Rock is screaming his brothers name when he's swallowed
by the dimensional? Interspacial? Quantum? By the rift. When he's swallowed
by the rift. His scream, in the end, sounds rather odd as he appears in the
'new' world's sky, still screaming the trail end of it, like a doppler
effect. It trails him in his sudden descent to the Earth. Rock slams into
the ground, hopskipping from the impact a few times, until he finally skids
to a halt.
Chest is one of the last people through. The light fades, and Chest is
left... "Where...?" he has no idea. He looks around for camera, cupping his
hands around his mouth and shouting, "CAMERA!.... CAAAAAAMMMMMERRRRAAA!" He
pauses, waiting for a reply. Finally a warble is heard as Camera appears
from the Godknowswhere, having arrived several seconds after via being
dragged by the GNN boss man. Chest scowls, and there's a sting of fear that
runs through his circuits. "No signal from your GPS? Utter nonsense, I paid
good money for that thing." The quip is just a sign of nervousness, however,
as Chest truly is scared of where they might be.
Chaud lands face-first, tumbles, and rolls to a sitting position.
The paintjob on the Muramasa is a bit wrecked at this point, and the
silver-grey ponytail now has a bit of dirty brown in it. He slowly pulls
himself to his feet and looks around.
"...Lee better not be claiming my desk."
The brilliant light around San Angeles keeps growing until, abruptly, the
field of light stabilizes. The growth slows, then stops.
After a few seconds, the white light fades down to a steady blue-white glow.
The bubble casts a steady light, not as blinding as the original white
flare. Orbital measurements determine that the bubble is the size of San
Angeles, almost exactly.
The world, it seems, is saved. Mostly. Perhaps the Earth simply got lucky.
Or perhaps Blues managed to save the world after all.
AU3
Boy, are you in for it now.
Kraft arrives. He tumbles out of the rift. Onto the ground. He gets up. He
looks around. Barreen wastes? A big Megatropolis, off into the distance.
"Bloody... Hell?" he says almost unsuredly.
Ninetails twists as he descends, landing out of pure reflex in a crouch. He
stands, then; his eyes are still dazzled but his other senses work
perfectly. "
and right.
"
"Well," he says more normally, as he picks up conventional noises and motion
nearby. "This is heaven?"
Munitions Ifrit hits the ground in an awkward tumble, kicking up stuff and
rolling. That was one hell of a ride. "---ARRGRGGGGGH!" Nothing special
here, nope.
Elec Man is one of the first to arrive after the initial four, due to his
wall proving very susceptible to being pulled into a horrible portal. He
materializes five feet above the ground, but then plunges as though he had
been falling roughly thirty. His head sticks directly into the ground, and
he flails around like a fool. "I'm in the ground! This is a terrible
situation! Someone fix it!" It's muffled, but probably intelligible.
PROTIP: Scorpio speeds down a ramp on a motorcycle wearing a leather jacket,
and revs hard, leaping over a shark, which jumps up and tries to bite him as
he lands safely on the other side. "'Aaaayyyyy!"
Riot is spat out of the gravitation time/space sigularity fold like
tabbaco in a wild west movie, and in to this strange alternate world. He
hits the ground backwards, and skids a good couple feet on his back untill
he rolls over by instinct and digs in his feet "Wha-?" he tries to
say....then he gets hit int he back of the head by his own shield, it got
suck through with him, like the vortex was only accepting whole units
"Ow..."
Massimo continues to push through the light. "ROCK!" He has to save his
hero... then... nothing. Then...something? Massimo falls forward as he
rushes past Rock, falling to the ground in an attempt to save him. He pauses
for a moment, staring at the dirt.
"Am... am I in heaven?" Do robots have heaven? He stands up... and sees
Ninetails. "...What?! No! I can't be in Hell! I was a good boy! A good boy!
Take me back! Take me back!"
After that brief moment of air rushing out, Wesker begins to feel the pull
of suction once more. The inner scientist in him is intrigued by all of
this, yet there's a part in the back of his brain that is telling him it may
be best to try and flee. On this night, the inner scientist wins out, after
all, from everything that he's observed from the shadows, this does appear
to be a portal. He doesn't try to fight the suction, he spreads his arms out
as he lets the portal consume him.
Once the portal has consumed Wesker, it transports him into this
stange new world. Looks like they're not in Kansas anymore.
Somehow, Elpizo has ended up behind the prostrate Rock. He is not phased in
any way, and in fact is able to clap a hand on the blue robot's back. "Why,
Mega Man, it looks like we're in for an adventure! Get up, you're
embarassing yourself. We have work to do."
Scarface lands. It's the only real way to describe what happens,
because it's neither graceful nor destructive. He hits the ground and drops
to his knee, digging the spokes on his armor deep into the dirt. But, after
a moment, he stands back up, smoothing out his hair and turning, force and
foremost, to Rodney. "Thank you," he says, simply, before looking around.
Scarface is struck with the realization that he has no idea what's
going on.
"Rodney. What's going on?"
Unceremoniously, Rodney Ruddock lands in the new world, surrounded by his
radio equipment. He stands, shaking himself off. Obviously, he survived. His
faith in Jah is reaffirmed. Things will turn out okay.
Smiling at this knowledge, he begins setting up the radio tools again,
strapping them to his pants and jacket. He begins scanning the area for
radio signals. From /anywhere/.
Also, he keeps an eye out for Scarface.
Fire Man's descent isn't really any softer than any others', but
somehow he manages to land on his feet when making impact with the ground.
It's empty... save for the familiar voices of those who gathered (and some
not so familiar). Flames burn at the arms yet again, but subside quickly
when he gets a look around himself.
Elec Man is in the muck right next to him. He tugs at his leg to try
and pull him out. Maybe this is a view he is more than willing to share.
Prismatic Spider was on the ground already. This translates to him not
falling or anything when he realizes... he's not dead.
He stands up slowly, glancing about the barren wasteland and the brilliant
city of lights in the distance. "Is this... What's left of the world? How
did we live?" He twitches, looking up into the air. "I have a bad feeling
about this."
Cinnamon ran blindly into the light. She runs blindly out of it for a few
steps, and is startled to hit flat ground. She digs her feet in and stops
and nearly goes head-over-heels like the rest of those that got pulled into
that thing. She's one of the last people through.
She checks her radio worriedly, looking around. She doesn't
recognize this place. Where are they? Who's with her here?
If Daryn heard Blues speak before, he may not have heard it, or maybe he
did. It's kind of hard to tell with him dissappearing from existence and
into oblivion.
For a moment, Daryn has a glorious moment of escaping the cruel existence.
Falling apart? That didn't matter, he almost makes it, clawing and
grinning--and then he is slammed back together and shoved back to A Reality.
When Daryn reappears he has, at some point, been torn away from Blues and is
lying face down in the dirt--his helmet rolling away several feet until it
skitters into a stop.
Is that sobbing? Daryn rolls onto his back and stares up at Protoman for a
few moments before hissing, "Almost..." to him, "Almost... I almost escaped.
But it wouldn't let me, it wouldn't..." He turns his head and vomits to the
side. That was something of a ride.
Daryn grabs his helmet and cradles it to his chest, and looks around. He
sees Neo Arcadia, eyes widening with horror, "Hell." He spins back to Blues,
"Why'd you take me?" He demands, "If it wasn't for you, I could have made it
past, I bet... I could have..." He wipes vomit from his chin and then...
Everybody else arrives.
"...Shit." Daryn says.
Pulled by the gravity, Hibou couldn't have exactly done much.
Sucked into the hole, Hibou is suched through and slams into the ground,
heavily. Getting up, a bit nauseous, Hibou shakes himself. He sees Wesker,
well, at least he sees someone. And lo and behold, look at that. Elpizo.
He salutes! "Didn't expect to see you here commander!"
Jet's head lodges itself into the ground. There is a loooong pause before
Jet drops the two cultists that he was holding with his hands and the one
with his tail. After a few seconds, Jet falls on his chest. He doesn't get
up for the time being, perhaps being hit rather hard on the head.
Enforcer Malamute lands face down, where he procedes to lay for a few
moments. He grumbles and disperses his shield, before he pushes up into a
crouch and stands up. He keys on his radio and gets static, "What the hell."
He quickly looks around for any members of Repliforce nearby.
A disembodied voice speaks from somewhere between the worlds, hazy and
unclear. It's a man's voice. Mostly Blues and Daryn hear it.
"This is the best I could do on short notice," he says. "I've lost the
signal to go back. It's going to take time. You guys are going to have to
find your way back on your own."
The voice breaks up, the distortion getting worse. "I have to keep the field
stable. Don't set off more nuclear werapons here for God's sa...--"
The voice disappears in a rumble of dimensional distortion.
You're on your own.
The Russian Strider's eyes shift back and forth behind his polarized
visor. He looks thoroughly confused by where he has ended up. The energy
blossom seems to have spared him the indignity of throwing him across the
landscape. Instead, he is stuck to a piece of ferrocrete from San Angeles.
Grigori promptly sheathes the Break Cipher and starts slowly
stalking in the general direction of the other people starting to fade into
existence.
Cyber Peacock was also one of the few last to arrive. "Ahhhh!" He shouts,
his hologram looking rather glitchy. After a few moments, it stabilizes...
"What in the..." He looks around quickly, "Where are we?" He is just saying
this aloud.
Cyber Peacock doesn't hit the ground like everyone else, he is just there...
Huzzah for holograms!
Elec Man's feet continue to kick hopelessly. His shoulders are stuck too so
he can't lever himself out.
The flash of light sends Red reeling head over heels until he slams into the
ground face first. The Commado picks himself off the ground trying to gain
his bearings. He looks around and notes the concise differences between this
world and the next. The Repliforcer stands up and he spots Blues, "Blues!"
Red runs over to the Red Bomber, "Blues, tell me you are you."
Regal slides into the rift with few second thoughts; he has lived his life
the way he wants to live it, and is ready to be one of the first to die in
the end of the world. It is a surprise, then, when Leonard finds himself
alive and well after passing through the rift -- a pleasant surprise, from
the smile that crosses his face, but a surprise nonetheless.
He lands not ten feet from Chest, and briefly casts a rather irritated look
toward the GNN head; he seems to have a moderate disdain for the man, but
does nothing more with it for now. He instead begins to look around the
area, trying to get his bearings; he hears that voice out of the bare edge
of his senses, but can't make out a thing. After all, it /is/ mostly Blues
and Daryn that hear it.
Mach Jentra peers at Ninetails as he appears. Thank goodness for hovers. He
narrows his eyes at the scene, then turns back to Ninetails. "Maybe we lived
wrong, then?"
Leviathan has connected.
Harpuia has connected.
Phantom has connected.
Fefnir has connected.
"Or we are in the wrong place," Ninetails muses. He hears a voice: "Red!" he
calls out. "Excellent technique, but work on your follow-through!"
He turns his head to regard Mach Jentra. "Are you still capable of vision?
My sensory radius is reduced and will be so for some time. I would
appreciate a summary."
A few of the cultists did not, apparently, survive the radiation, or the
subsequent blast. Nevertheless, they were drawn through, and now lay silent
in the dust. One woman is alive, grabbing on to a fallen body and crying
over it, almost as if the others were not even here, or if she's been
overwhelmed with the despair of this Other Place.
There are the movements, in the distance, of strange, one-eyed robotic
troops. What was seen from one reality, has also definitely been noticed
from this reality...
Alloy lands with a heavy thud, sending up a spray of sand. Groaning as he
stands up, the hacker realises first off that the information links, always
there in the back of his head like a comfortable pillow, are gone. No
transmissions, no signals. Looking around, he recognises the faces, but he
does a doubletake as the surroundings sink in.
Epsilon is present. He was in the vicinity, but hadn't made it to the battle
in time. He lies, face down, on a pile of sand for several moments before he
slowly pulls himself up, coughing.
Shaking out his cloak, Epsilon looks around at the foreign surroundings. "Is
this...Hell?"
He sees the robotic troops in the distance. Epsilon comes to the only
logical conclusion he has.
"REAVERS!" he barks, and charges toward them, staff raised.
Rock's fingers curl into the sandy Earth as he claws himself to a knee, then
to the other, and finally onto both feet. He shakes his head, dirt and
debris cascading down his armor. It dawns, the reality of the situation
crystalizes, and Rock's eyes? They lock onto his brother, a good twenty
paces away. "You," he says, pointing and stomping across the terrain towards
Protoman. "You--!" He's still point, his arm shaking. He looks pissed.
"YOU!" He's yelling, right in Blues face. "YOU--" And then Rock hugs him.
"Don't don't that ever again!"
Fire Man finds he has to apply both hands to Elec Man's legs to pull
him out. Why is he being so cooperative and thoughtful all of a sudden?
Perhaps he has his uncertainties. Perhaps he has his theories. Or perhaps he
just really really really wants his little brother to see what's wrong with
this whole picture.
Chest looks down at Camera as the drone complains about 'hearing a voice
coming from no-where'. Poor thing must have gotten its circuits fried. The
GNN boss man jolts back, however, as Dr. Regal suddenly lands in front of
him. "Gah!" Chest exclaims. It takes several moments to try and remind
himself exactly who this guy is. "I mean... er.... ahhhh... uh... ahhhh
pleasure to see you, Dr. Regal..." Chest smiles and nods. "Yes, yes, I think
you covered that up well," he mutters to himself.
He's then distracted by Epsilon's scream and his optics widen.
Reavers? Mars?! Oh CossackCainLight.
"Reavers?!" There's Epsilon. This is significant turn of events for
Scarface, but he trusts in his judgement, taking off after and on the flank
of the Irregular leader. "Sir! Are you certain?!" His hesitation doesn't
prevent him from drawing his lance with a crackle-hiss of energy, however.
Red thinks Chest is a sexy god.
Chest KNOWS WHERE RED IS.
Rising to his feet, Masquerade discards his robes (desc change) and
activates a single white beam saber as Epsilon starts his charge.
Unquestioningly following his leader Othello charges forwards ready to dole
out some butkicking.
Munitions Ifrit pushes himself up to a sitting position, shaking dust and
dirt and sand from his body. "What the hell.. What is this plae.. This isn't
the Sahara or the Mojave.."
Elpizo wrinkles his nose as Rock ignores him, taking a few steps forward to
gaze into the distance. He narrows his eyes at Epsilon -- oh, hey, the
radios still work. Elpizo knows that because he just tried talking some
sense into Epsilon via transmissions.
A dark shape with wings flies onto the scene, spiraling after Red - the
price of having wings and flying through the air uncontrollably. But rather
than crash into Red, Wind activates his wind generators blowing a downdraft
into the ground and in front of him stabilizing his flight.
"...Great. Stuck in another god forsaken wasteland. And this time without an
obscenely large supply of alcohol. Just great..." Then he hears the voice of
Epsilon cry out Reavers and snarls, flying forward and drawing his beam
daggers. "Where? And..."
He turns and glares at Epsilon.
"Why do we keep meeting up in dumps like this? What the hell, man!"
Riot stands up again, and retracts the cable for his shield, seting it back
on his arm.
He starts moving quickly and goes to Cinnamon and Alloy to help them
up agian "You two alright?" great, Epsilon just ran off to attack the
locals... not that they looked friendly anyways.
Mach Jentra evaluates the situation for Ninetails. "There are a lot of dead
cultists. This place looks horrible. There are lines of blue one-eyed robots
in the distance... they look a little bit like X, but a lot thinner and
more... ambiguous."
Epsilon, as usual, doesn't seem to care what other people think. He has
Racial Hatred: Reavers. Deal with it. He just totally ran in.
GROUP HUG! Massimo rushes towards Rock and Blues. "You are alive! You are
alive! You are all alive! Oh thank goodness!" Massimo is about to hug them
and squeeze them and mash them into little love bits, but he hears the call
and turns himself around towards the Reavers. "What? What? Reeavers?!" He
looks around, scanning the horizon.
"Guys.... I don't think we are in San Angeles anymore."
Energize notices, with some annoyance, that everyone is ignoring her. She
thinks.
"Daryn. Daryn daryn daryn daryn," she comments, prodding him with the ladle.
HA AHA You thought it had been forgotten. "Daryn, I think we have company."
She looks over at the terrible red eyes. "Heartless! Wait, no, that's yellow
eyes. "Aw, darn it, I feel so alone. Daryn, will you hug me for effect?"
Masquerade ran in too, but thats less interesting.
Cinnamon stares around as those who were pulled in jabber at each other. A
mixed lot. And who knows where they are? Or when they are, for that matter.
Confused, Cinnamon tries radio again, but no go -- she's cut off from the
world and the other Hunters. Nothing she can do for them.
Then her attention is grabbed by something else. Cinnamon, startled,
finally is prompted into action by the single remaining woman that is
kneeling and crying over the bodies of her friends. Cinnamon stumbles over
and drops down next to the woman. "Here, let me -- maybe I can -- " It's
probably too late, but maybe she can try.
Protoman finally gets himself to his feet, as he takes in the area
around him. What Daryn just said mostly forgotten as the words from
'someone' speak down toward him. When Rock rushes up to him, Blues seems not
to even notice. Not even when Rock hugs him.
"... Don't be so happy Rock... we're not on our Earth. We might have
stopped them from destroying our home, but we're now stuck here unless we
can find a way back." And then, Blues does the only thing he can. He
prepares to face the worst as he checks his forearm's readout on his
systems. That was one hell of an energy drain.
"We need to get everyone together that got tossed through."
Chaud whips around and ignites the VariBlade when Epsilon charged
is, but holds his position.
...they don't LOOK like Reavers...
Energize also says, a few times in case Daryn wasn't sure she was there,
"Daryn daryn Darrrryn."
Elec Man is yanked out of the ground, and immediately pulls off his mask to
shake it and his hair - and upper body - out. His wispy hair is all on end.
"I'm far dirtier than I should be! This is nonsense! Hi, Fire Man, I have a
picture of when you fell on your ass. Where are we? Awesome, Blues isn't
dead, I can kill him! GET THOSE REAVERS YOU CRAZY HIPPIE BASTARD!" All this
is gone over as though it were one single thought-line. It may have been.
"We should probably get a frequecy set up..." Red turns one of his ear knobs
and then picks a frequency sending it to Rock.
Ninetails is somewhat glad that he is standing behind Epsilon.
"I see," he remarks to Mach Jentra, once again. He then lifts his voice:
"Truce!"
His hoversystems engage, then, and he tucks up his legs. He lets Epsilon
charge ahead but half-turns his head to watch the advance. Perhaps they are
sending the army out to give them presents, after all, but Ninetails does
not consider this to be likely.
"Excellent to see you as well, Chest," Regal shoots back without a second
thought, looking in the direction Epsilon is now charging and swearing under
his breath. Irregulars -- always the variable one can never hope to account
for. He makes a faint groaning noise, as if struck in the gut, and does a
few things on his monocle. He is not particularly tough, but if it turns
into super fighting robot time, he may as well avoid being completely and
totally useless. After all, they may be simply fighting to survive in a
place like this.
Rock drops his arms when Blues doesn't melt into compassionate brotherly
love. He clears his throat, wiping some dirt off his arms with his hands.
"Uh, right," he says, nodding to Blues. Apparently, Rock is willing to trust
the elder brother in matters of interdimensional confusion. He follows Blues
gaze towards the horizon, squinting. "Where the heck are we?"
Hibou looks around, and Elpizo turns. Alright. That means at rest,
so Hibou takes it. Brushing himself off a bit, and then fixing the beret on
his head. Reavers? They're those odd metal things aren't they. Shrugging, he
doesn't take out the assault cannon yet. He just stays near Elpizo and looks
at the oncoming creatures. Things. Something.
They've got an eye, not two, and are blue. That's pretty weird.
Epsilon runs in toward the army, other Irregulars behind him. The drone
soliders all turn their guns, and begin to fire waves of plasma at Epsilon,
and Masquerade, the first to charge in. "Halt, Mavericks!" one of them
shouts, in a drone-tinny voice.
But, that armor. It looks just a little bit, like ... X?
"Well fine," Elpizo says, tapping his ear to make sure his radio is working.
"I guess I'll have to be the sensible one." The commander manuevers himself
into a position in front of the group, and clears his throat. Time to make
the best of this!
"Alright everyone, I realize most of you hate me, but stay here. Epsilon may
or may not be dying in the next few moments, and we don't need to die with
him. Please tune your radios to frequency 1234, I'm fairly sure that most of
us have the newest edition of firmware and can use an ad hoc network."
Elpizo is a uniter, not a divider.
Fire Man is kind of vacant despite Elec Man's repeat of one of his
many embarrassing moments. Moments ago he was wide-eyed and had the fear of
Wily put right back into him. Now he's simply attempting to comprehend what
goes on in ways that don't immediately involve setting things on fire.
Someone said this isn't San Angeles. Has it been destroyed? Just
another little part of Fire Man dies as he heads further into oblivion.
"This is..."
Mach Jentra blinks. . o O (1234? That's the kind of combination an idiot
would have on his luggage.)
Munitions Ifrit gets off his duff and looks twoard the sounds of weapons
fire. "What on earth?" This isn't good. "Red! Jet! where are you two! my
radio is down!"
The Russian Strider approaches the others, only to pause as the
X-like armored individuals mention Mavericks. He folds his arms across his
chest, arching a brow. "Vhat are you knowingk uff Maffericks?" he inquires
sourly of what are clearly blue-armored Stormtroopers. The polarized visor
helps keep people from seeing just how enormously huge his eyes are.
Steel Massimo . o O ( 1234? I have the same combination on my luggage. )
Chest looks back at Regal, nodding nervously. That man gives him the
willies. Really, everyone in Umbrella gives him the willies. Any visit to an
Umbrella lab is always /weird/. I mean, they're perfectly normal labs, but
everyone smiles just a bit too much for Chest's liking. It's as if they're
hopped up on poppers or something. "Is, uh, are those actually Reavers?" he
asks the closest person nearby - Regal. "Were those cult guys right? Did Ra
Moon come back?" He sounds a touch frightened at the very prospect.
oO 1234? Huh... that's the combination on my luggage!
Energize .oO(I'd better change the combination on my luggage.)
"BURN, SPAWN OF HELL!" Epsilon says. The 'voices of reason' are drowned out
by the oncoming fire of the ... not-Reavers. It doesn't matter if they
aren't Reavers, they're /shooting/ at them.
"Evasive!" Epsilon booms, taking a few shots of plasma before dropping and
rolling behind cover. "Masquerade, calculate their numbers! Scarface,
reflection field!"
Shots whiz by Epsilon's position. "GET THE CIVILIANS TO COVER!" he barks
back toward Chest's direction.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Wind Crow here."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "DAMNIT"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Dr. Regal transmits, "Dr. Leonard Regal, amazed he's
still alive."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] President Elpizo transmits, "Hello Mr. Light. If they
start shooting Epsilon I recommend not shooting back until we try talking."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "This is Scarface! I'm occupied!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "That one's not so bad."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha makes a non-commital noise.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "Chest here! Are those really Reavers?!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "DAMNIT"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "I'm CInnamon!"
Alloy nods to Riot, still shaking slightly. It's only the second or third
time he's had a near-death experience. "We're all in one...piece." he trails
off, seeing Cinnamon go to the woman. Well...
Alloy hears voices rising around him, but he turns sharply at the sound of
the foreign one, commanding them to halt. "Welcoming committee
doesn't...look welcoming."
Cyber Peacock looks around, "1234..?" Bah, whatever. He sets one up quickly,
while watching the charge of the blue... things in the distance come towards
them all. "Oh, for the love of..." He continues to scan the area for
ANYTHING, but no luck. Dammit.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Hello. Do you think the army is
here to be friendly?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Energize transmits, "I am here, and I would like to note,
for the record, that BLUES AND DARYN PULLED ON IT HARDER."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "I'm Hibou."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Fun."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Rock, Massimo, the Media, I must be
in Hell!"
Chaud deploys his shield and prepares to employ crowd suppression
tactics. His eyes narrow behind his facemask as the Variable Blade hums. He
steps between the hoards and Chest. Someone needs to make sure the
journal-keeper lives...
Chaud begins covering Chest.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I'm certain we can assign blame
afterwards. It'll be fun."
Reavers!?
Prismatic turns in shock, noticing the one-eyed people approaching.
"EPSILON!" Prismatic yells towards the Irregular leader. "SHOULDN'T WE TAKE
DEFENSIVE POS-... Oh hell." Prismatic glances back at the living woman,
noting Cinnamon has her covered. That's the best healthcare anyone can get.
Prismatic follows Epsilon himself, but doesn't fire yet, remaining in a
defensive advance. He works better at medium range anyway.
And then someone who might be X yells. "What? Who's a Maverick?" Prismatic
glances around, noting Cyber Peacock, Ninetails and Mach Jentra. "Oh,
Mavericks."
Masquerade, alongside Epsilon, begins to tear into 'Reaverbots' with
vigour. A few very detirmined sweeps with the beam saber deflect most of the
shots fired his way before he realises he can't keep it up forever and
teleports into the thick of the soldiers. "Too many!" He replies in between
hacking and slashing. He attempts to use his close range as an advantage,
ducking when one fires at him so it hits his friend and so on.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Shut up Energize."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] President Elpizo transmits, "I'd rather see first."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Red."
Albert Wesker remains calm despite the cries of Reavers. He silently listens
to the others as they decide on a frequency for those that came through the
portal. He wonders exactly who are all the survivors of this little portal
accident? He quickly glances around, at least he knows a few of the people
here.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Rod Ruddock, we kinda busy to
be playin' roll call."
Daryn says to Energize, perhaps unfairly, "I'm not hugging you, I'm pissed!"
He does take in the words from, presumably, Mister Famous. "We're trapped in
another universe! And not the one I wanted! Wrong Rainbow Bridge, there's
not even flowers!" He kicks at the ground, "I didn't mean to, but I almost
made it! Don't you understand!"
Daryn gives Elpizo the middle finger. Daryn is a divider not a uniter. He
walks to his Vespa, props it up, and sits on it before he drives after
Epsilon--not attacking yet, but wanting to figure out where this universe
is--and how to get back home. Or better yet, back to where he really wants
to be.
"Not in Kansas anymore!" He bellows. "Hey guys," He waves to the army, "I'm
not a Maverick! I'm a human! Hi!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "AND PRESIDENT IRRELEVENT. Damnit.
This is the worst freakish light explosion thing ever."
Mach Jentra frowns. "They don't look friendly. Ninetails, I suggest we take
cover until your vision is recovered." He /glares/ at Prismatic. "You just
made the list."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I percieve a desire for a potential
rival to die, but that is alright. I'm sure they will be quite forgiving of
us. Who is that fool standing in front of them?"
Getting up slowly, Jet looks toward the people, trying to see if he was able
to save their lives. He is thankfully faintly resistant to radiation due to
his ability to withstand serious amounts of radiation. He grunts as he hears
a voice. One of an Irregular leader shouting something he heard before.
"What the HELL?" he says as he gets up and looks to see what has happened.
"I'm who knows where and I've got... Man, looks like I have to built a bar
here too. But this time I don't have any booze." Jet tries to get his
barings as looks around. "Not sure the locals are up for selling to
out-of-towners," he muses before looking to Ifrit. "Worry about that later,
worry about people trying to kill us NOW!"
Massimo hears the word that always rings in his own ears. "Mavericks?"
Massimo is not too bright, but he begins to tap his chin. "Wait! Wait!"
Maybe they only want Ninetails. I mean, he is okay with giving over
Ninetails. And Mach Jentra. No one like him either.
Prismatic Spider asks curiously, "Which list?"
Enforcer Malamute ends up near Prismatic, "Glad you decided not to mention
me in that list." He mumbles, faintly, "What should we do about the
Irregulars? Just let them go?"
Rodney watches Epsilon and Masquerade charge in. He's not about to let them
go alone. Pulling out a pistol from his pocket, he heads after them,
levelling it at a 'Reaver.'
As he does so, he puts in an earphone, keeping his ear toe metaphorical wind
of radio.
These things have to communicate, right?
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Chaud says, "Stay behind me, sir."
Mach Jentra grits his beak angrily.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "All I want to know is why the
hell my Hologram is here, but I'm not. There must be data getting though
somehow."
Ninetails hums tunelessly as his weapons power up. He moves forwards - not
rapidly, but distancing himself slightly from the group, perhaps in
anticipation of blasting people in blue suits.
"Got it! Epsilon, be careful!" Scarface yells, and immediately his
body crackles with energy; Scarface activates his Reflection Field, as
indicated by his leader, whose judgement he seems to trust in entirely. A
few bolts of energy are deflected off the twin-blades of the Plasma Lance,
but Scarface seems on the defensive, drawing back towards Epsilon instead of
tearing into the Neo-Arcadians.
"Sir! Listen to me! I don't think these are /reavers/!" He would be
remiss as a student if he did not question the teacher, after all.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Perhaps it is your soul."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] President Elpizo transmits, "As a gesture of good will
and because I trust that you're not prone to stupidity, would you please
accompany me as a welcoming party, Mega Man? Hibou, please set up a
defensive perimeter and make sure Dr. Regal is taken care of."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Kraft transmits, "Where the bloody hell are we?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "On it!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "I...think something is going on
here."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "We're not in Kansas anymore."
Red shrugs, "OK, nevermind," Red looks back towards the bigot and he scowls,
"Yeah?" The Commando looks over to Epsilon looking faintly worried. He pulls
out his scythe and ignites his scythe trying to look Menacing.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Uh, they're shooting us!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Another universe."
Mach Jentra sighs. So much for trying to talk sense into Ninetails. He draws
his staff.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Elpizo, I'd like to go with you."
Fire Man starts to move towards the front line created by Epsilon.
Confusion fades to anger. Anger turns into fire. Fire... well, there's no
need to further detail that particular analogy. He comes to his single
conclusion as he rushes forth into the front lines through energy bullets.
"What have you done... to San Angeles?" He can't shout, his voice is
too weak, but he attempts to make his position known to those red-eyed...
Megaman look-alikes with a barrage of fireballs.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "My goodness, Red, make up your
mind!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] President Elpizo transmits, "I think you're prone to
stabbing people you don't like."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "Another universe?! Then... they
could be the good guys! They said something about Mavericks!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "And the hell if Red's goin'
anywhere without me."
"That's a good observation," Epsilon calls out, as plasma keeps hitting his
position. "I think they don't like us anyway!"
Epsilon thinks fast. "Fire Man! These robots have clearly destroyed San
Angeles!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Shoot back then!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] President Elpizo transmits, "And not in the good way."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "...what the **** are you talking about,
Ninetails?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "We're not on our Earth anymore. And
we're on our own on trying to find a way back."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "I'll be good, Elpizo. I won't stab
anyone. Promise."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "Stop! We probably just surprised
them and they don't know what's going on either!"
"... Got it!" Scarface says. That makes sense, so Scarface starts
annihilating. He's quite good at it.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "No S*** Blues."
Elec Man is aware of the weird stuff going on over there, but he's not
really going over there to get involved just yet. With his mask off, it's
possible that he might be mistaken for a human in some kind of combat armor,
only because he has such a human face. To keep this plot point alive, Elec
tucks the mask under his armor, working at his hair to get it to fall down.
He noncommittally follows Fire Man. "Fire, this sounds ridiculous, but I
don't think this is San Angeles. It's not so much a city that's been
destroyed as it is a spot where there hasn't been a city for a damn long
time."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "It's probably just a mistake."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "My GPS isn't working, so that probably
validates the 'not-on-Earth' idea."
Riot 's head ducks a little as shots start flying past "No, they don't!" he
replies ot Alloy.
Riot is less interested in firing back then he is in making sure
people are okay. This means making sure Cinnamon is not fired at while she
tries to help people. "Alloy, get on the net Elpizo set up, then try and
sniff the comunications from those...whatever they are."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "The gravity feels similar. As does
the air."
"You want a number?!" Masquerade adds, with a chuckle. He runs up
the height of a X-Drone and flips backwards, decapitating it as he goes.
"Uhh-- fifty!" Charging towards one he stabs it and spins, blinking away to
another concentration. "Forty nine! Forty eight!"
Riot begins covering Cinnamon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I can't connect to anything...
Dammit."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Child you are naive to a fault.
They are not misunderstanding us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "..."
"All Mavericks SURRENDER!" shouts the X-robot, and more of them seem to be
appearing out of every direction.
Strangely enough, those who are not engaged in this battle may notice that
there is a strange blue aura in the distance, away from the city. It seems
to form some sort of wall around this place... but is quite a ways in that
direction. A mirage, perhaps?
"MAVERICK! Surrender that human!" When Cinnamon approaches the cultist
woman, one of the X-robots begins to run for her directly, as if it believes
she intends to do the woman harm. Though Rodney charges the line, the
strange robots do not fire on him.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "... Cyber Peacock, how do you even
exist here?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock shouts in the background, "I CAN'T HEAR THE
VOICES IN MY HEAD!"
Elpizo turns, waving his hand at Rock. He starts to make his way towards the
front, but not where Epsilon and Scarface are fighting.
Very suddenly he gets an idea and sets off his distress beacon. Maybe they
have similar protocols here. Or maybe it means something very naughty in
their language.
Energize sighs long and loud. "OK, that's it, I don't know, really," she
sighs. "I want a hug, I need a hug, I will get my hug."
She opens her arms out wide.
"ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE! SOMEONE HUG ME! HUG, HUG, HUG."
She wheels about the area a little, looking for someone to hug. She walks up
to the people who aren't running off into the fighting, because they're
combat monkies. Her 'other persona' seems to be calling the shots as she
approaches Regal and possibly Wesker. "I'm fairly sure I'm not saturated
with radiation, I think the black hole sucked it out of me, maybe, hair is a
lost cause though. I'm Energize and I'm not willing to die in a zerg rush,
hi."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I've set off a distress beacon, let's
see what that gets us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Perhaps they will send the army."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "If they do I imagine we can take
them."
Regal is more than happy to hear that a defensive perimeter is being set up
around him, even if it's by the fat man; after all, he is squishy. However,
even he has a /few/ tricks, and does not want to see everyone and everything
get slaughtered in no time at all. Finding a gap, he taps his monocle
again... and then starts firing honest-to-god lasers from his monocles. He
does, noticeably, take a shot on the one headed for Cinnamon -- perhaps
merely out of courtesy.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock mumbles, "Can't hear... No data... No
internet..." over and over and over.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "It's that kind of sound tactical
thinking that had you reduced to a single stronghold."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Oh, stop whining or I WILL use you
as a surfboard."
"Keep counting!" Epsilon yells, trying to formulate a plan of attack. Damn!
he thinks, as the drones keep pouring in in all directions.
"Rodney! Protect Cinnamon!" Epsilon calls out. "They aren't firing on
organics! Maybe they're Wily drones!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade observes something critical amongst slashing:
"They are calling us Mavericks."
Massimo grunts... he throws himself towards the one eyed robots, trying to
get in the middle of Epsilon and the group. "No! No! We are not Mavericks!
We just need a little help! Please!" He doesn't get what is going on... He
doesn't quite make the connection. He doesn't think in human and Reploids.
He thinks in pepole. He waves his hands. "Stop! Stop!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...you realize they is
shootin' at all you robots? I know that /you/ don't care, Elpizo, but I
ain't 'bout to let my friends get all shot up."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Alloy says flatly, "We have no connections to our Earth."
Now the assault cannon is taken out, Hibou moving over to Dr. Regal
quickly, and sets up a defensive perimeter. This consists of leveling the
assault cannon and staying infront of Regal, at the side he is farthest from
the group. He does begin to pace back and forth in front of him, at least
making sure he's safe.
Turning to Dr. Regal. "You're in good hands." Hibou nods and then
sees an EYE laser. "Well. That's new."
Hibou begins covering Dr. Regal.
Chest hears Epsilon's shout. The GNNer is briefly reminded of when Epsilon
rather heroically saved his ass on Mars from the Mavericks. The memory is
quickly shoved out his mechanical brain, however, as Chaud suddenly rushes
over to him. Chest has covered wars (kinda like whatshisface), but he still
occasionally gets shocked and stunned about what to do in the middle of a
firefight. He hears the X-ish robot screaming at them. "We're not
Mavericks!" Awkward pause. "Most of us are not Mavericks!"
With no other recourse, Rock follows after Elpizo, ducking errant laser
fire, trying to quickly approach the soldiers. Their familiarity weighs on
the back of his mind.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Not very constructive, Mr. Kettle."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Lots of people call other people
Mavericks."
Alloy crouches near Riot, nodding. He'd already synced with the ad-hoc
channel when he started hearing transmissions, but getting signals from
these /other/ guys...that might be different. "On it!" he says, palming a
few cog-shaped explosives into his free hand.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "I call Elpizo a Maverick all the
time."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "I'm going to recon the area."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Maverick."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Alloy, Massimo, follow me."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Defensive perimeter established."
Kraft is looking around. Epsilon charges off. He doesn't follow. He watches.
He prepares to do something. He walks over to Cinnamon. He stands in front
of her. He looks Adamant next to Riot.
"Wh-- Who are you?" he asks, inquistevly.
Munitions Ifrit follows the sounds, right to Jet. The entire situation is
hardly good. "What? Who?" Peeew! Okay, that answers that. "What on earth are
those things?!" He makes a quick check of his system statuses, then at the
weapons fire. "This is wrong, very very wrong! Who are they calling
mavericks?!" A system in his body whines and the dirt just around his feet
displaces itself slightly as his ever invisible forcefield comes up. "I hate
this place already!"
A soft hum of a system inside Ifrit's body rises, signaling the activation
of some kind of device.
Kraft begins covering Cinnamon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Beginning aerial assault."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Please, everyone! Stop shooting!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "If they think we're Mavericks, we're
only encourage them!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Zhere iss beingk blue zhingk on
horizon."
Red quickly blinks next to Blues and does not seem to really attack
anything.
"Then they... they shall join their ashes." Fire Man answers back to
Epsilon as he continues to fight back despite the demands to surrender. This
misconception is personal.
"If there is no city now... I shall rebuild its graveyard." This odd
promise comes just as two shots strike at his upper body and right shoulder,
burning into the simplistic metallic body but not doing much to shake Fire
Man's resolve as he approaches closer and closer. Let them shoot him, he
intends to destroy them all for the very affront to his existence.
He just keeps telling himself that.
"They are sending re-enforcements!" Masquerade explaims, surprised.
"I can't keep this--" Then a Pantheon soldier fires a lucky shot at him,
blasting the beam saber out of his hand. "Son of a..." Tightening his fist
he punches towards one or two, aiming to get them in the large eye whilst
scrambling for his saber.
"Fourty-eight!" Scarface keeps track of how he's doing, sweeping his
massive double-ended blade through the endless legions of robots. "I'm not
sure how much logner we can keep this up! Thirty-something! Sir, /we need to
pull back!/ We're putting the others in danger!"
Mach Jentra launches himself into the air. If there's a time for bravado, he
thinks... he might as well use it to defend the Reaverbot in their ranks.
Overclock would be mad if he got broken, after all.
"If you wish to face a Maverick, please learn to recognize one, cretins!"
Mach Jentra airdashes, fanning flames from his body to wash over the
X-Drones.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Would you prefer we surrender to
the mercies of aliens? Let them call for quarter."
Cinnamon reaches down -- and then stops immediately, wide-eyed, as she's
charged down. It -- it looks like Rock! It looks like a bunch of Rocks!
Except not; except these are eerie copies, almost. And they're mean. Rock
isn't mean.
Cinnamon stumbles back again, holding her hands up -- look, I'm not
shooting! I'm harmless! This must be a mistake, surely. She swallows and
tries not to stammer too hard; be brave, it's probably just a frantic
mistake. They're all a little worried right now. "I'm sorry! I don't mean to
-- I'm not a Maverick! I'm just trying to help! Please, stop -- "
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "WE are the aliens here!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "Why couldn't we have landed in the
universe where everything was worked out peacefully..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Looks pretty peaceful to me."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Repliforce personel, pull back."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "Right, Rock."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Their first response was hostile."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "There's nothing alive here."
As an actual Maverick, Ninetails is somewhat miffed at the generalizing of
this rinciple. He floats upwards, slightly, and clasps his hands together.
He looks at the approaching drones.
"HADOKEN! HADOKEN!" He sends waves of blue energy down into their ranks,
ducking down to flatten their inevitable arc of fire after a moment,
unfolding his feet and crouching low.
Perhaps, he thinks, this IS a sophisticated trap. He believes it is
unlikely, however, as the hologram systems would have to be of a
sophistication well beyond this sort, and only a badly planned assault would
rely on such an easily-seen-through technique.
Wait a minute, Daryn thinks, if this is an alternate reality then there is
only really one truth to it. Every time you go to an alternate reality--you
fall into the BACKWARDS reality where everything is backwards. That's why
there are so many X's, Daryn notices with alarm. In the other reality,
there's only one, in this reality, they are practically cannon fodder!
"I'm a human!" Daryn agrees, "Is this a world where Dr. Wily is in control?
Well no, that couldn't be it, you guys don't have flowers. Plant Man would
make sure Wily's utopia had flowers."
The Mavericks must be the good guys here, Daryn thinks, but he's a human so
it doesn't really matter. Freaking alternate universes.
"You can test me if you want, I -am- a human." He probably has a robot clone
here, he thinks.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Well, Ninetails."
Rodney shouts out an acknowledgement to Epsilon. "I on it!"
With that, he heads for Cinnamon, keeping his pistol out in one hand. He
stands as tall as he can, stretching his arms out to keep himself visibly in
front of Cinnamon and protecting her.
"Hey, listen, miss, you stay behind I. I ain't gettin' shot at."
Rodney Ruddock begins covering Cinnamon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Wouldn't you have shot first?"
Cyber Peacock is currently standing there, totaly unaware on what exactly is
going on. He /shouldn't/ be here right now. But then, the word 'Maverick'...
"It's coalition for reploid freedom, Dumbass!" He shouts, while rushing
towards the Drones and just lasering a whole bunch of them. But he stops
half way though lasering, worse time to check for a Internet connection
ever!
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I would have tricked them into
complacency and then extracted information and technology HADOKEN from
them."
Albert Wesker meets up with Dr. Regal just as Energize approaches them. He
replies to her, "That would be a wise choice." He turns to Dr. Regal as he
fires that monocle of his, "What do you make of all this Dr. Regal?" Despite
the chaos all around them, Wesker appears to be perfectly calm.
There was a blast in the desert. The troops are under attack. Alarms
ring. Reports back say that those involved are robotic. Could it be another
Maverick outbreak?
Injustice will not reign for long in this wasteland.
A green blur streaks across the cloudy skies, accented with
brilliant lights as if an aircraft, crackling with sheer power. It is
small... but it comes rapidly, shining, descending towards the sight of the
skirmish. Finally, it slows to a near stop... revealing a figure reminiscent
of a bizarre centaur-like creature. Red lights shine from varying places. It
is not clear what it is at first until the figure lowers itself before it
touches a small cliff overlooking the barren area. Anyone could easily see
its presence.
...Sage Harpuia.
Not only that, but he stands up on the back of what hackers may
recognize as the Aztec Falcon -- but it is no mere code. It is metal. There
is something about Harpuia's movement that suggests the same as he looks
down, and glares down.
"Mavericks! You will cease your activity this instant. Be still, and
your retiring will not be instant."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Hey. Look. Sage's here."
The malamute draws both of his pistols quickly when these weird looking
X-robots begin to move towards them, "Should we engage?" Enforcer asks to
Prismatic, assuming the answser will be yes, but he doesn't fire just yet.
Elpizo squints, holding a hand above his eyes to block out the sun. "I think
I see a city or a base or something. If they consider us a threat they'll be
sending reinforcements from that direction."
He glances over his shoulder. "They seem to speak English, or some variation
thereof. It's very convenient."
"I suggest we make for the city--"
Elpizo quirks his head, hearing a familiar voice. "Harpuia!" he calls out,
smiling. "How'd you get here? I thought you were at the base!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Alloy transmits, "What the...that's not real! He...that's
his /avatar/!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "You hear that lasto ne? They
gonna kill all the robots /anyway/, even if we /stop/./"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Why stop?"
From the distance, there is a sound. It is quiet at first, though it
slowly begins to grow in volume. It soon becomes obvious that it is a roar,
the roar of jets pouring fuel from them in an effort to move whatever
they're attached to as fast as possible.
A gigantic machine roars in over the heads of a crows of X-bots,
bright red and angular in design. There appears to be a face; it is stoic
and silent, the face of one who carries out judgement. It has two floating
arms with humanoid hands, and two squat almost-legs keeping it afloat while
the back has several powerful jets.
In its hands...is Templar Fefnir!? He's holding Sodom,
currently...but has a smile on his face, one of anticipation. It's the sort
of smile you see on someone who is about to do something cruel to little
animals.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "They made it into a vehicle?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I may be jumping to conclusions here
but I don't think that's our Harpuia."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Curiouser and curiouser."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I agree with this sentiment."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Let's play along for now, however."
"Greeeat," Jet offers as he looks toward the people. "WE ARE NOT MAVERICKS,"
Jet exclaims as he points to himself, Ifrit since he is next to him, and
then Cinnamon. "Now, Cyber Peacock? HE'S a Maverick." And Jet helpfully
points toward the Maverick. He doesn't attack right now, though he knows he
is likely going to get shot at soon. "Ifrit, you heard Red... He wants us to
pull-" He pauses as the Harpuia thing appears. "This is going to be a
looooong trip, I take."
Someone else is coming.
This one is small, mostly blue, and riding a much larger flying ice dragon.
It isn't even a proper dragon, more like a flying snake with a dragon's
head, made out of loosely connected blocks of ice. She is also trying to
keep up with the faster Guardians, but Aztec Falcon and Harpuia are
significantly faster than her, and she lags behind no matter how fast she
tries to get the ice dragon to go.
Leviathan, however, has never been seen to ride a dragon before.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Oh snap."
Chaud does not make any offensive moves untill one of the
drone...things gets near Chest. And then the drones get decapitated. He
waits, and it is a long wait. And then Harpuia arrives on a jet-craft.
"Just great. We get thrown across dimensions only to land in
Elpizo's Paradise."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I suppose that THIS is the army."
Prismatic Spider falls back to the core group, his forcefield flickering to
life around him. "Red's still got command, Enforcer. He's got more combat
experience."
Prismatic looks into the distance, observing the incoming forces. "Oh, hell.
This is looking bad."
Wind flies up into the air. He's not sure but he believes he is their only
aerial operative - much like Mars was - and takes matters into his own
hands. He doesn't know where they are or what the hell is going on but
people are shooting at them. The Crow does the only sensible thing and falls
back to Red's position.
"This is becoming messed up Red. Real messed up."
Mach Jentra snerks at Chaud. "And this is what happens when you let humans
rule the earth."
Protoman looks at his brother, "I'm going to reconnoiter around the
area and see what I can determine of the extent of the area." Protoman
doesn't wait for Rock to give the go ahead nor does he stop when he sees the
arrival of what looks like Sage, Fairy, Templar, and the others.
There's a flash of energy as Blues teleports up into the sky about
three hundred yards, then rapid teleport energy flashes as he begins to
teleport around the edges of the city high in the sky.
Chaud snorts, "Don't lump me in with that idiot."
Fire Man takes the bait. He's a big, easy target. Good. That's his opening.
"Irregulars, advance to the rear!" Epsilon calls out, dashing out behind
cover and heading back toward the others. "Fighting retreat! Secure the
civilians! Rally back!"
Epsilon keeps jetting back. He sees Sage Harpuia and what looks like his
Internet avatar following along with him. And there's Chunk, I mean Fefnir,
and Fairy. Why, oh why, did he get up this morning.
"Defensive wedge!" Epsilon calls out, his Irregulars probably the only ones
who will immediately heed. "FORM UP!"
The drone does not listen to Cinnamon's plea. "Unauthorized reploid --
nngh." Dr. Regal shoots it; the robot stumbles but then fires directly on
Cinnamon. It seems suddenly more interested in killing her than protecting
the human it was aiming to protect. "You have been labeled Maverick and will
be retired."
Of course, because of the power of many of those who are fighting back, the
drones are being retired themselves in high number. The arrival of the
Guardians causes the few remaining to fall back in to retreat, one
apparently not feeling pain even though its gun arm was removed with a
Hadouken.
Grigori noticed the gunfire earlier. It was just that he was
partially shielded by a dune at the time. Now, though, with more of these X
Drones appearing by the moment, he is less under cover. This displeases
Grisha. On the other hand, this is not a good situation from any standpoint.
This cannot continue. There is not enough information. Not enough
anything. The Russian Strider sees little option in the matter. He explodes
into motion, leaving a cloud of sand and dust in his wake. Grigori skids to
a halt in front of Prismatic, his scarves flapping in the wind as he takes a
defensive stance. "Be keepingk behind me."
Grisha begins covering Prismatic Spider.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits the sound of a beeping sound,
"No... No... No..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I have the Tonatiuh ride armor keyed
to my subspace signature. I don't know if it will work here, but it is a
possibility."
Hibou just looks on as a green thing appears. Then it turns out to
be Sage Harpuia. Looking on, Hibou waves to him. And then, standing there
still in front of Regal, Fefnir appears being held something. "Hey Fefnir!"
He salutes.
Then comes Leviathan. Hibou looking on still, doesn't know how to
react. He doesn't fire though, not until orders are given. Just standing
there... well.
There's so much going on.
Alloy does another doubletake as he sees Sage flying in on something that
doesn't exist. Or SHOULDN'T exist in the real world. "Prism! Look familiar?"
he shouts, as he flings a small explosive. What the hell. Since when are
cyberspace avatars actual vehicles? Oh right. Since they entered an
alternate reality.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "I am zhinkingk zhat now iss beingk a
good time to be formingk solid group, not splittingk into factions."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "I don't recommend activating
subspace so soon after a massive timespace disruption."
Energize takes a step closer to the 'not fighting' people. In fact,
operating on a hunch, she proceeds to power down all her weapon systems.
The X-bots are calling people Mavericks. The people are fighting them, and
are proving this.
She is about to proceed to look as utterly unthreatening as possible. No
weapons, nothing to do with everyone else- heck, she's got nothing to lose
by doing...
"Help! I'm surrounded by these Mavericks, someone help me, please!"
That. Hey, they might decide to blame her for breaking the stellar drive.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Form up! Form up!"
"Yeah? I didn't notice, Prism. I'm actually a blind reploid, and I decided
to hold that in until this moment in time," Red says as he is totally being
sarcastic, "OK! Blondie's plan does not seem to be working. Here's what we
are going to do. Prismatic, set up our own frequency and send it to each of
us. Wind, get up in the sky and try to see where we can get a good position.
Jet, you should probably go with him. Enforcer, stick with me and kill
anything that tries to attack civilians."
"Am I unclear in anyway?"
Copy X has connected.
Scarface forms at Epsilon's suggestion. He moves with the reflexive
grace of someone who's trained these maneuvers with -- perhaps even
developed them alongside of -- Epsilon. Drawing back and towards the group,
Scarface deflects another bolt of energy, drawing closer and nearer into the
collective group. "I am no Maverick!" he yells, before decapitating one.
"/I/ am an Irregular!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "What formation do you propose?"
Regal is a little too busy with EYE LASERS to talk to Energize
/immediately/, but that changes as Rodney begins covering Cinnamon; he gives
the cyborg woman a small wave, and says, "Sorry -- even I get a little
caught up in the moment, and I'm not about to risk losing our primary source
of medical aid in a world like this... anyway, I believe --" He is cut off
by Harpuia, and just stops /dead/. He watches the Guardian-dopplegangers
come forth, and tries to reconcile this.
"I believe we are either in an alternate universe," Regal says,
matter-of-factly, "Or an exceptionally potent group hallucination. Right
now, I am unsure how we should handle this... but neither all the humans nor
all the reploids here are best dealt with the way these Arcadians would." He
speaks in hushed tones, trying to avoid drawing the ire of any of the
assembled Guardians.
He just /stares/ at Energize, concluding she is less than intelligent.
Finally finding his beam sabre, Masquerade does a flying uppercut to
beat a dude back before Epsilon calls. Coiling in mid-air he dissapears in a
white flash and reappears next to Epsilon, braced with his blade parralel to
him.
"Lets do this."
Elec Man glances up, hands locked behind his head as the cavalry does arive
quite manfully. He leans in toward Fire, and mutters something, before
spreading his feet out and spreading his arms wide toward them. He's
activating his Thinky Bits now, and has no intention of jumping at these
guys crackling with thunder until he has some idea what the hell is going
on. He does begin to shift toward everyone else, trying to keep his face
neutral with an intense effort on not sending electricity anywhere.
Munitions Ifrit looks around. This isn't going to be pretty. "You know, I
have the feeling we can't pull back, because there are too many of them and
even if we fought there wouls be no easy way out without someone being
hurt.." Still, he stays near his fellow RF'er. Better safety in numbers.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "You want me coverin' Cinnamon
or formin' up, bossman?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "We need to put ourselves between the
fire and the civilians! Find some cover!"
Elec Man whispers something to Fire Man.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "They ain't shootin' at me.
Humans, we gotta be the wall."
From among the X-Soldiers a faint ripple of shadow moves. It is like a
ghostly afterimage, only visible for the briefest of instants, before it is
gone. It's soon circled around the new arrivals, remaining just out of
sight. One may know they are being watched, but where or who or what, is
uncertain.
The flicker moves once more, to interpose between Elpizo and Rock. And
then it materializes fully, and turning slightly to look at Elpizo. "Stand
down human, by order of Copy X, we are here to protect you." The
beam-shurikan flickers into visibility in his had, and he blurs from sight
once more.
And Phantom fully re-appears behind Cinnamon. A katana is at her throat, and
the beam shuriken rests in his other hand. "If you do not surrender, I will
retire this Maverick."
Neo Arcadia(?)'s Guardians start to approach alongside the odd
X-lookalike cyclopses. Fire Man lapses in his assault. Unlike Epsilon, he
seems to have something to say before he thinks of turning tail here.
"Was it you?" He asks, venomously, systems preparing for another
volley. "Was it you... that destroyed San Angeles? Was it your doing?" His
ability to convey anger is limited by the fact his vocoder has been due for
replacement.
He turns back to Elec Man just behind him. "Hmph." Something in his
head clicks, but he seems to stand his guard.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Ever see a video of Tiennamen...
nevermind, be a wall."
Prismatic Spider nods to Alloy. "Yeah! Real familiar!" That avatar crushed
him in one shot last time he saw it." Red sends his orders, and nods,
quickly configuring a local subnet.
He spins to glare at Phantom. "She is NOT a maverick, dammit! That's real
dirty."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "'course I have. But you notice
that /I/ ain't gotten shot at yet?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Cinnamon is being threatened by a
ninja. I recommend action."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Shoot it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "They aren't firing on organics and I
am beginning to understand why."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Perhaps an obvious human should
threaten suicide if she is harmed."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Oh, shut up."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "He'll cut her up if we try
to save her. Do we have any timestoppers?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "I find that decision deliciously
ironic, Ninetails, considering... but nevermind."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I have one."
"EVERYONE, STOP!" Rock yells, pushing past Elpizo as the Neo Arcadian
Commander squints at the sky. He's yelling at the X-a-likes and the other
Earth Prime people all the same. Then the Guardians arrive. Harpuia's
arrival sends Rock back a step, the impact of that Aztec Falcon into the
ground staggering him. "...Harpuia?" he mouthes, quietly. Then the other
Guardians follow. One, two, and three. "...Wait, where is the fourth? Where
is Phan--"
Rock twists around to stare at Cinnamon. His buster follows, a half-second
later, training on the ninja over her shoulder. "Put down the blade, Umbra.
I don't miss."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "It's very wide ranged
though..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha grumbles. "I vill... Take care uff zhis."
I don't see that here.
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Name Idle Last Pose Last Action
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Rock 32s 31s
Prismatic Spide 13s 1m
Fire Man 1m 2m
Phantom 4s 2m
Munitions Ifrit 2m 3m Raised Forcefield.
Elec Man 55s 3m
Masquerade 1m 3m
Dr. Regal 2m 3m
Scarface 2m 3m
Red 1m 3m
Energize 2m 3m
Alloy 3m 4m
Hibou 2m 4m
Grisha 13s 4m
Gemma 1m 5m
Epsilon 59s 5m
Chaud 5s 5m
Blues 5m 5m
Mach Jentra 43s 5m
Wind Crow 4m 5m
Leviathan 1m 6m
Jet Stingray 3m 6m
Fefnir 36s 6m
Elpizo 2m 7m
Enforcer Malamu 4m 7m
Harpuia 54s 7m
Albert Wesker 4m 7m
Cyber Peacock 14s 8m
Rodney Ruddock 1m 8m
Daryn 4m 8m
Ninetails 54s 9m
Cinnamon 2m 9m
Kraft 2m 10m
Chest 0s 11m
Steel Massimo 3m 11m
Riot 13m 13m
Copy X 35s None
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[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "We can't interrupt this. It's the
ninja mating dance."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "OK, as everyone may know, I have a
horrible attention span. Someone give me a breakdown. Rock, you keep a cool
head, I'll try not to hate you too vigorously until we figure out what the
hell is going on. Talk to me."
Rodney keeps his watch. He's got to protect Cinnamon - she's an innocent. He
might be weaker than her, but he's an Irregular. His HEART will make up for
it. He whirls as he hears Phantom's voice, and his gun is pointed at the
man(?)'s face.
"You let go o' her, mon, you step back. I an' I ain't gonna put up with this
clot."
"I'm a human!" Daryn cries. "Help me!"
Oh screw this, Daryn thinks, I'm going to the city. Some Maverick slayers
these people are!
Daryn holds up his hands as he walks, "I'm a human! Protect me from these
terrible Mavericks! Eek! Ook! Eek!" Daryn wipes tears from his eyes, "I'm so
scared... can't someone save me from the humans!"
He looks at Rock and smiles. He actually did it--if they listen, this might
work well and let most people survive. Excellent. They'll need Cinnamon, he
thinks. Cinnamon has to live. She can create force metal.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "Did they destroy San Angeles?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "No. This is some horrible Neo
Arcadian nightmare dimension."
For those inclined to run... the city is off in the distance, gleaming,
perhaps the only civilization for miles, if at all in this universe. There
is also, outside the desert, that aura effect, if one tries to risk it.
The cultist woman stands up. She coughs a few times; sand and radiation have
both taken a toll. The drones seem to believe that Daryn is, in fact, a
human.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "... /What/?!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Does this look like a destroyed San
Angeles? Fire, there's a tower over there, that didn't exist a second ago."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Scarface, look at them!"
Jet Stingray takes his faceplate allows his hand to smack it firmly. This
makes the Mars trip seem like a vacation so far. He stays still, merely
trying his best to be a fly on the wall. Enough people are acting, so Jet
figures it's time that he should listen.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "The timespace distortion
expelled us somewhere else. This appears to be an alternate universe. We
have no backup and no apparent way to escape."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Jah protect us, we gonna have
a whole /dimension/ o' them?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "They're Reploids, though, aren't
they?!"
Kraft turns to face the voice. He glares at Phantom. Covers been lost. He
can't protect her with some many people in this postion. He'd be STEPPING
over Cinnamon if he were to try anything. So what does he do. He attempts to
leap down, and grab Cinnamon. " Come on Miss Cinnamon. Lets get to Safety
then, Right." he says. "Let these gentlemen and Megaman Handle this, right?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "Wait--"
Hibou looks over, noticing Elpizo is spoken to. He's standing
infront of Regal, but there's no point. He's not even being shot at. And if
Elpizo is considered safe, maybe he is? He actively keeps his gun up, not
lowering it just yet, but is unsure of what's going on.
He'll need to ask Elpizo on anything important, because orders are
conflicting.. Hey if Cinnamon is retired, he'll finally be able to have that
taste he's been wanting.
He licks his lips, and hope that she is put out of it, just because
she's a reploid made for war. Otherwise Hibou is silent, watching and
listening.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Man, this is new. Usually the
alternate universes come to us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "This is the nightmare."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "They... they look like Rock."
Kraft is no longer covering anyone.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "They do."
Elpizo looks nonplussedly at Phantom. He'd have to figure out what the
gimmick to this place was. Alternate reality? A distant planet set up by
some wacky space god? At least they seem to be up and up on humans.
He twists his lips, starting to say something to Rock but then stopping. It
won't be very easy to dissuade him from this. The commander flips his hair
and turns to Harpuia, putting his hands on his hips.
"Hello! Please take me to your leader, we have been involved in a space/time
interruption and need to discuss things in an orderly manner."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "...Graaaah!!"
Cinnamon is shot at -- surprised both at this and at the numerous people
suddenly moving towards her to protect her, Cinnamon lowers her hands into a
defensive posture. Hopefully the human woman will be fine on her own,
because the young medic suddenly has far more pressing problems.
...like the one at her throat. Cinnamon doesn't even have time to
gasp before Phantom is behind her, attempting to hold her hostage. She
didn't even see him appear! The other Guardians were all obvious enough, but
-- well, this is what real ninja are like, huh. She tries not to move and
tries to stay calm. She wishes this was the first time this had happened
THIS WEEK.
"Please -- please, I'm not a Maverick!" Cinnamon pleads with the
person behind her. "I'm -- I'm just here to help -- "
Wind Crow is no longer covering anyone.
Ninetails hears Cinnamon's peril, reports on it, and provides a solution: he
stops worrying about it, afterwards.
He looks at the other Guardians. He does not assault; energy crackles around
his tail assembly. Perhaps he is volunteering for 'early retirement'.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "It seems like something I'd been
wanting to do -- our Pantheon dresses very similarly."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man, very composed, "Fire. It'll be cool. Stay...
well, warm, I guess. Stay warm."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Would this be what would have happened in
Neo Arcadia won?"
Chest's jaw drops at the arrival of the... Neo Arcadian Guardians? First an
X-ish bot and now /this/? The only part of Chest that is moving is his hand,
smacking Camera in order to tell him to capture all this on video. The drone
doesn't need telling twice, though. Unfortunately for Chaud, it means that
his protectee is being less than observant about what dangers there might be
to him right now.
Massimo looks over at Phantom, grasping Cinnamon. No! Massimo grits his
teeth behind his mask and he whips the Massive Lance around. "Let her go...
we mean nobody any harm!" He watches Rock carefully, afraid to strike
himself, but he, sadly, might miss. He grips his fingers tightly around the
lance, however, looking around the area... He is trying to stay calm... he
is not ready to kill everyone here yet.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Orders Elpizo?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "No. These are robots."
Munitions Ifrit sets to work on his radio outage. He needs that contact.
"Sh*t, this isn't my day. Outnumbered, almost certainly outgunned, this is
NOT a good day. Maybe I should've gone hunting mavericks instead. Can't
change the past." Until Umbra shows up. "..Wait .. Phantom.. A REPLOID
Phantom?! Okay, so we are definately NOT in San Angeles anymore.."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Hold your ground, let's see what I can
get us."
The Russian Strider sheathes the Break Cipher again. His gloved
hands reach up and grab the edges of his baclava and draws the
face-obscuring mask off of his head. The scarf is the next to be pulled out
of the way. His gloves and shirt are discarded, mysteriously keeping his
Cipher sheathed across his back.
With a final breath, Grigori turns toward Phantom and Cinnamon.
"/LET/ HER GO. I AM HUMAN AND THEY ARE NOT MAVERICKS!" Grisha does not look
pleased as he starts to slowly and meticulously stalk toward Phantom and
Cinnamon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "...So be it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock mutters several nasty things about Elpizo
in Amharic.
Grisha is no longer covering anyone.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Try to look as nonthreatening and
human as possible. You'll notice I've taken off my mask."
Mach Jentra flutters in mid-air, not precisely moving. He narrows his eyes
at the flying Harpuia, holding his staff tightly. He's waiting for the
barest excuse to rip the Neo Arcadian(?) apart. Just the /barest/.
"Yes, very good," Epsilon mutters, continuing to pull back. Cinnamon's peril
slows his retreat ... but Rock is on the case. He continues to make field
calculations. This is a /mess/. If only he had a secure vector to pull back,
regroup, try to figure out how he can get himself and his team out of this
impossible situation, /something/!
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Holding. Has anyone noticed there's
some mechanical animals? They look pretty tasty to me."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...that is /disgusting/, mon."
Albert Wesker nods once Dr. Regal finishes speaking, it would appear that
they are indeed in an alternate universe. Where others seem to be busy
fighting for their lives, Wesker begins to wonder what kind of technology
they may find in this strange new world? Perhaps they have technological
advances that Umbrella could copy if they ever make it back to their own
universe. The CEO doesn't seem phased as Guardian threatens Cinnamon's life,
he has little attachment for most of the people that came through the
portal. Self preservation is the order of the day, he raises his arms to
show that he's unarmed.
Chaud reaches for Chest and yanks him to the ground and in one
place. He leans in close and whispers something to the Newsman.
Masquerade whispers something to Epsilon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "It's food."
Chaud whispers: 'Stay down. I don't think they care whether you're a
Maverick or not.'.
Masquerade moves with Epsilon, sticking with his leader.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Don't eat anything yet, Hibou."
Alloy looks confused and lost, but his focus is abruptly concentrated as he
hears voices. Now he's listening carefully, his attention half-focused on
the tableau, half on the conversation he's overhearing between two of the
dopplegangers. He doesn't make any moves towards or away from Cinnamon.
Elec Man is busy standing perfectly still and perfectly non-electric, mask
off to make him look as human and nonthreatening as possible. He carefully
glances around to take stock of the exact situation, and comes with the
conclusion that it would be a fool's move to start Thunder Beaming left and
right.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "I... do not have that benefit."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Of course not. I'm still guarding."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Keep you guys under control, Elec. Don't
do anything crazy, okay?"
Chest is snapped out of his shock as Chaud mutters to him. "Huh? Oh..
right!" Chest does the natural thing and begins using Camera for cover.
Cyber Peacock floats higher upwards, ignoring everything now. He looks more
worried about watching a little holographic screen that is currently trying
to connect to the 'net. "Almost... Almost..."
The two little cables on the screen connect, "YE-" ... "Cannot connect,
please check the network." If one were to look at Cyber Peacock right now,
he looks as if he is about to break down and cry. He has been disconnected
to something he has been in for AGES... and then suddenly being away from
it, it's like... Taking someones coffee or Cigarettes away or something.
Every time he hears the word 'Maverick' though, he mumbles "Coalition for
reploid freedom..." There is a beeping sound... Who knows what Cyber is
gonna do now without his internets. D:
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues curses, "Alright, the city has full on defenses
around it... *sounds of explosive shells being fired near him* Heading to
the aura."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "Chest. Don't do anything stupid. Like
draw attention to yourself."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "DAMMIT."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "Standard warzone tactic for a
journalist, Mr. Chaud."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "He's the media. His best course of
action is to leap at everyone and shout I'M THE MEDIA!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "I'll try to keep out of sight."
The Crow follows orders and lifts off. If he has to take on girly cheeks
Harpuia he'll do it. He flies upward and surveys the cover around them. Not
a whole lot besides a whole mess of natural cover, and a lot of that has
been eaten up by these bizarre alternate Neo Arcadians.
This isn't good. Not good at all. They're surrounded, but not necessarily
out-gunned. But still. This is bad, bad, bad. Wind keeps floating upward.
Maybe he can pull a fast one on this universes Harpuia too.
"Alright, everybody calm down /RIGHT NOW/," He half yells, half growls.
"This is not the time to kill each other. We're not your enemies and most of
us aren't Mavericks!"
Wind glares at Harpuia. "You back up and put your guns down, and we do too
and I don't have to mess up your face, pretty boy."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Would someone in charge of Repliforce
please tell Mr. Crow that he is a horrible diplomat and should shut up. I've
seen the yelling-matches that you folk think are persuading."
Fire Man doesn't have the ability to really take off all his junk
and look like some kind of rambunctious hot-headed greaser. Unlike Elec Man
whose guard seems to be down, Fire Man remains very staunchly on guard. The
Guardians are all given passive angry glances because maybe Fire Man has
spontaneously developed a way to transmit physical hate rays.
...
Nope.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "People have tried before."
Scarface's green Plasma Lance is little more than a whirling wave of
energy; replicant-X heads fly left and right as the Irregular Elite tears
apart his foes, eventually retreating into formation with Epsilon until he
stands back to back with his leader.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Red's the nice guy. I'm the guy who
breaks faces."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Prismatic Spider. Please be tellingk
your troops to be holdingk back."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Yes, well, I'm sure you'll die a very
interesting death."
Protoman is rapid teleporting around the city. The city of course
doesn't like this as it sends various anti-aircraft weaponary flying toward
him. One of the energy blasts hits Blues right in the back, which sends him
spiralling toward the ground before he's able to reinitialized his hover
system.
Once he's restabilized he begins his rapid teleporting again, this
time heading away from the city and toward the aura off in the distance. It
takes a few minutes of line-of-sight teleporting before Protoman can get
close enough.
Kraft turns to face the voice. He glares at Phantom. Covers been lost. He
can't protect her with some many people in this postion. He'd be STEPPING
over Cinnamon at this point. He grits his teeth. "Let the girl go!" he
commands. He doesn't sound too happy suddenly. He makes a fist. "Listen. And
Listen here. It's been a TERRIBLE day, Mr. Phantom. First were told the
world was ending, now where here. Lets just say a man can really, really do
awful things when he's realllly upset." he says.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Wind, do not upset the happy go fun
drones."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "You are quite fortunate, Elpizo;
perhaps they will not attack you."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "I only insulted the Green Pretty
boy and told him to back up."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Elpizo, stop insulting my troops. Grisha,
I'm in charge here."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Are you now?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "W-Wait..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Well. Yelling at him won't help."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Oh, it won't?"
Riot was right next to Cinnamon when Phantom suddenly appeared. His head
turns slightly at the voice, and swears under his breath...
He drops his shield and gets down no his knees, hands held behind
his head.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "There's a lot of people here. If I
don't yell he doesn't hear me."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "We'll see. If they try to kill us
after I'm done talking I'll condone shooting."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock sound of a hologram being projected, "Okay,
that works. I can blink again."
Protoman's intrusion, and the general notion that there are more intruders
than even the Guardians can easily handle, has spawned another wave of the
police-army. These are not a mere patrol, but a wave, organizing as they
begin to file up out of the city. In the distance, you merely see gleaming
white armor.
Those running toward the city directly will see the line begin. Humans are
allowed to pass ... if they wish, for it's safer within the gates when there
may be Mavericks about.
"CROW! DON'T DO THAT!" Red shouts up to the sky. Red looks over to Epsilon
and tries to get his attention without being terribly threatening. The
Commando finally notes that, hey, Cinnamon's captive and he motions up to
Wind, "Get down here!" The reploid does not look pleased. He's being shot
at, yelled at, and generally confused, "Prism do you have that frequency
yet?"
Harpuia is indifferent to the arrival of his brothers (and sister).
It is normal. A glimmer is seen within the depths of his green eyes; and
Aztec Falcon rears slightly, irate at this situation. The Guardian sweeps
one of his arms back, staring down at each and every one of these new
intruders. Hibou is given a blank look. The fat human ... he should be
saved. Folding his arms, the reploid speaks; his voice, though high and
girlish, has a tone of utter command to it.
"Leviathan. Fefnir. Escort the humans back to the city. We will care
for this," he speaks, not directly addressing the crowd.
Then he /does/ turn to the crowd. "Silence! Your tongues are loose.
You are scattered and appear to be of primitive design. Stop what you are
doing. Explain to us what you are doing harassing these humans and why you
have no respect."
"Roger." Enforcer moves to Red's side, ready to defend the civilians who
are, well, defenseless. That's what makes them civilians. He waits for
Prismatic to send him the radio message to give him the frequency.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Yes, I am. Any more questions?"
Chaud stands up and yanks his helmet off, revealing very human
features. He looks at these new arrivals, and looks more than a bit
concerned.
He calmly walks over to Fefnir and looks the look-alike over.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Da."
Munitions Ifrit taps quickly, working some things on his radio. It sputters
to life and he exhales a sigh of relief. "Okay, radio online. Now.. Its
buisness time." He needs to get his act together now. The forcefield hasn't
taken any hits so far, thanks to luck. But that will not last forever."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Perhaps I should claim to be an
alien. And do you intend to plan seperately from us, Repliforce? It's rather
un-mutual of you."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Vould you be so kind as to be tellingk
me vhen you are puttingk sane Scientist in charge?"
The Shadow Guardian quirks his head to one side as many of the
Mavericks turn to threaten him with a variety of weaponry. He mostly seems
nonplussed at this, and stays stock still. And then, Rock threatens him.
This one's appearance warrants a blink of his optics, once. "Lay down your
weapons, or I kill her. Humans will go with Fefnir and Leviathan,
peacefully. The rest of you will stop fighting."
The blade slides along Cinnamon's neck until it draws mechfluid.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Riot transmits, "Primative design... I think we did more
then skip over a timeline."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit transmits, "Okay. So what is the plan?
Shoot, move, what?""
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "When things calm down, and stop being so
gun-happy. Next?"
Mach Jentra continues to float and glare at Harpuia. "Respect must be
earned, Harpuia, and /you/ have done precious little to earn it!" Flames
lick at his superstructure, and he tenses.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "STAND NEXT TO ME, DAMN IT."
Leviathan finally gets close enough that she wants to get down.
The ice dragon rather abruptly explodes into chunks of ice, most of which
continue to melt and shatter as they fall. By the time it hits the ground,
it's mostly just cold water with occasional finger-sized ice pieces.
Leviathan lands a few moments later, about a hundred yards back from the
group. She keeps her spear in hand.
"Of course you're Mavericks!" Leviathan calls, at all the objections.
"/None/ of you are - STOP DOING THAT!" she yells at Scarface, waving the
spear at the violence going on. "You - "
Then comes orders. On one hand, Leviathan wants to stay and get glory. On
the other hand, humans are the number one priority. "Humans, to me! Leave
your kidnappers and come back to the city with us." Maybe she can bring more
humans back than Fefnir. That would be /like/ a victory.
Daryn continues to drive slowly towards the city, looking innocent and human
and definately not robotic. Even if he is wearing large armor and all. But
if you were a human in these conditions, you might want to wear armor too.
Regardless, he says 'I'm human' a lot and acts like a scared fragile being
on a motorcycle. At least he still has his guitar, Daryn reflects as he
calms down. He isn't too worried about Cinnamon, he sent a Robot Master to
protect her--so someone competent is on the job.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...Epsilon. They want I to go
with 'em. What you think I should do here?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Form up, for God's sake, they'll pull
us apart!"
Daryn also heads towards Leviathan at her own insistence.
Scarface does pause, still standing back to back with Epsilon and,
for a moment, not killing anyone else.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Massimo, cover my six!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...I have an idea."
Energize is privately glad she wasn't the only one to try this trick- it
means less people will want to try and kill her for the attempt. Maybe she
has an inflated view of her own self importance, but then again this might
be a positive thing. She kind of smiles inwardly as the others get
themselves killed. A delicious cold feeling inside her reminds her that this
is a positive thing. She heads towards Leviathan, stumbling, trying to look
as if she's blind, perhaps. "Thank you, ma'am, thanks very much!" she says,
grinning as her skin is assured safe.
Albert Wesker glances over to Dr. Regal, then over to Leviathan, he calmly
walks over to her.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Crap."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Cyber Peacock, are you picking up
any other transmissions, data, et cetera?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "No."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "He's going to-! Okay. I trust
you!"
Rodney begins backing towards Epsilon, keeping his pistol trained on
Phantom. He knows he's no match for them, but he's not about to be a coward.
He's a Rude Boy. "I ain't goin' anywhere with you. I stayin' right where /I/
want, baldhead."
Fire Man grunts at being called "ancient." An arm tenses again. It's
a very sore spot for him. He stands within the wasteland, tense and on the
verge of complete and utter violence as is pretty typical for your average
Wily killbot. For a moment, this relaxes as he leans a head back to Elec Man
and mutters something.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Anyways, I /think/ I have a
hologram of a human..."
Fefnir hops to the ground. The Golem's hands fold into fists,
resting at its sides. It hovers where it is, above several X-bots with no
other movements. He strides towards the main group--and hears what Harpuia
says. He sighs, looking at the machines with interest...and blinks as Chaud
comes close to him.
He smiles, and puts a hand on Chaud's shoulder, starting to pull him
in the direction of the city. "Well, looks like you're ready for a
fight...don't worry, though. You're safe with us. The Mavericks are being
dealt with--please, come with me."
He starts to pull, a little forcefully if Chaud won't come easily,
towards the crowds of X-Bots and the city.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "None at all, from any direction?"
Fire Man mutters to Elec Man: '... you thought ... ...'.
Elpizo stays with the group, refusing to leave Rock's side. He wants to keep
the crowd under control and Mega Man is the key to that. "Well Mega Man, it
looks like you're going to have to sing for your supper. Try not to make
them think you're a Maverick. I assume their definition of it is near ours,
or at least I hope it is."
Elec Man's eyes slowly move over to Phantom, hanging over Cinnamon. He
tenses faintly, and then takes three careful steps toward Leviathan. He
doesn't know how experienced they are with androids, especially ones
designed to be very similar to humans as he is. After all, the worst that is
probably going to happen to him is that he'll be pushed away. He's still
very much not looking violent.
Chaud raises a red gauntleted hand. "Woah. Hold up a minute. We were
not /kidnapped/." Chaud pauses. "At least not by /these/ guys." He turns
away from Fefnir, shoving the hand off, and strides up to Leviathan, his eye
narrowed. "And what if we don't /want/ to leave?"
He's fought two of the analogs for these robots, he's certain he can
take them if need be...
Prismatic Spider nods to Red, and moves next to him, quietly tapping on the
Repliforce leader's arm and making a few quiet hand gestures. Repliforce
battle language. It's obvious that Prismatic doesn't trust the situation to
be secure.
Energize says, "Yeah, you deal with those Mavericks. Go for it. Please,
protect me..."
Regal considers his options for a second, and ends up going to Leviathan at
about the same time Wesker does. It seems like the safest option at this
point -- now that he knows in more specific detail what's going on, to put
it gently, to /hell/ with the various robots that have been pulled through.
His own hide is job one, followed shortly by that of Wesker, and those are
both apparently best-protected with this line of thought. He gives Wesker a
little nod back as he continues walking.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...I'll try."
Masquerade is still making a stand with Epsilon and Scarface,
wondering why nobody is joining them.
Energize says, "...I'm worried they'll hurt me..."
Rock doesn't lower his weapon at Harpuia, instead, he narrows his eyes.
"No," he says. "That is Cinnamon, she is a Maverick Hunter, and she's
trained in fifty-two methods of hand-to-hand combat. If you're /lucky/,
she'll let you walk away from this." But Rock lowers his buster then, he's
trying to put up a front, to stall, while Alloy -- his commboi at large --
relays vital information to him. Satisfied with the data and willing to take
a big risk, Rock takes a step back, holding his palms up to the ninja
Guardian. "Take me to /Copy X/, Phantom." Alloy heard their transmissions.
Grigori folds his arms across his chest, eyes narrowing as he glares
at Phantom. He is either deaf, stupid, or incredibly stubborn. After getting
thrown through space-time's gutter, Grisha is feeling a little deaf in his
left ear and more than a little peeved at everyone. Especially Red.
"Let. The Girl. Go."
Elec Man mutters to Fire Man: 'Weighing our ... ... might ... ... ... in
some kind ... ... armor. ... ... survival ... important. We ... to ... an
... ... her ...'.
The cultist woman stumbles toward Leviathan for protection, as well.
"Spared... the end of the world," she says, and coughs again. She does not
look directly at Daryn.
Copy X's army is still forming outside the walls... and forward march.
Hibou stands nearby Regal yet, and lowers the cannon when he's
eyed. Then one of them speaks, to save the humans and that they should head
towards them, and be taken back to the city where it is safe. Fefnir is put
into this task?
Looking towards Regal, Hibou mentions. "I think we should be
heading over there. Don't want to be a maverick." Hibou heads towards Fefnir
afterwards, once he makes sure of something. The assault cannon is
completely returned to his back before he follows Fefnir, possibly away.
No need to stay here and be killed like a maverick.
Hibou is no longer covering anyone.
The Crow, quite reluctantly, backs off and cuts out his wind generators
effectively letting himself fall back down towards the earth halting his
free fall a few meters above Reds head.
"Hmph...these guys have every tactical advantage I can think of. We have a
mish mash of crazy SOB's."
Jet Stingray merely moves to stand next to Red as all of the hostilities go
on. He is not amused. "I hope I get a badge or something for the crap. I
feel like I'm listening to fifteen married couple bicker at once." He looks
toward Prism and just nods, merely waiting for the command to tell him what
to do. While he has his own thoughts of how to do things, it's clear that
they are going to do their own thing. Best to just be careful and make sure
he doesn't get killed until they get back.
Ninetails considers his situation. He suspects that the 'alien' gambit would
not work. He suspects he could legitimately threaten all the live humans
extant, but it would very likely result in a descending fire situation which
would in all probability defeat him.
Cyber Peacock does not detect other transmissions. But he isn't sure; he
needs time to work. Ninetails stops producing energy blasts, and sidesteps
over, closer to the cluster near Epsilon. Perhaps he hopes this is where the
mandate of Sigma, in his best days, has gone.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Alright, I'm nearing the aura, I'll
feed any rudimentary scans I can do of it back."
Elpizo raises an eyebrow. He steps forward next to Rock. He wants in on
this.
For a moment, Massimo thinks about lying down his weapons. But then Rock
speaks through the radio. He has to trust Rock. He has nothing else to
believe in anymore. He pulls his lance up high and moves up carefully behind
Rock. Luckily, he is more adapt without his weapons. Punching a few of these
guys into the distance isn't too worrying. He makes the lance disappear into
his subspace pocket and holds out his hand as well.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I... I think I can get and
Teleport to your location Blues, if you need any help."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "I'll let you know shortly."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "I feel like a fish in a barrel."
Kraft stares down Phantom. He clenches his fists again. He'll let the others
take care of this, he walks to Fairy. THeres on way to find out whats going
on here.
"Follow you to where?" he asks. He speaks. Cinna will be fine. She's a big
girl. He hopes.
Fire Man is simply remaining close to Elec Man. But, given the quick
discussion of their priorities, he moves about and turns around so he's
facing the whole drama with Cinnamon.
This means now Elec Man is facing all those other Guardians that
probably want to kill him without Fire Man in between them.
Alloy's eyes refocus abruptly as he hears a worrying transmission. Two more
small charges pop into his hand, not that they'll do much good. He watches
Cinnamon's fluid run down the blade of Phantom's sword, and he sucks a
breath between his teeth.
Cyber Peacock is still connecting... Connecting... Oh, screw this. He opens
a few random channels, and starts to scan... scan... scan... Hopefully, he
will run into some radio signal... from earth, or not. Although this is
going to be a very /very/ slow process.
"No... No... No..."
Munitions Ifrit moves along. Its no special tactic. Just forming up with
Red.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Be ready to defend. Now."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "This would appear to be our
situation. I give this a two in three chance of turning into an attempt at
massacre once the humans are removed."
Elec Man can take 'em.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "They gonna try an seperate us
by force."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud hmphs. "Not likely."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Of course. Is not force the
deciding element, in any such situation as this?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Stand together."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Look, if we can get people
talking, maybe we can get this straightened out."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "The one, Leviathan. She gonna
lead the charge."
Epsilon and his group have formed up near Red, as Red has the same kind of
idea he has. He stares disbelievingly at what Rock says, but keeps his guard
up. He's got to think, right now, of his team; his family. Rodney he knows
can make it out of here alive, but he'll be damned if he loses another
brother.
"Rodney, gun down," Epsilon says. "Stay in formation, everyone -- we're not
going to /provoke/ them."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "We have no backup."
Red makes the Repliforce Speech to Wind, Munits, Enforcer, and Jet.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "If you remain, our odds are
somewhat improved, as they will be unable to use massive damage. Cyber
Peacock, -are there other signals-?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Oh, she is going to attack us?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "Just say the word. She won't get past
me."
Riot remains where he is, on his knees hands behind his head, shield
on the ground. He knows if he had done anything like turn around to look at
PHantom, Cinnamon would be missing her head.
He does however watch Chest like a hawk for some reason.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "I think she will. Some 'Lord
Copy X' givin' the orders."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Idea."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Let's leave ego and overconfidence
aside until we actually know /what the hell is going on./"
"...fine." Rodney's gun hand moves, to point to the ground. He reaches the
Irregular formation, joining it, his face firm. He continues to listen to
'the wind.' He's now very glad he took all that radio equipment.
Leviathan lowers her spear-point at Elec Man. "I said /humans/, Maverick,"
she says, and then adds more brightly, "Unless you really want to fight me,
I guess! I'm pretty sure I could retire you without much effort - "
Then /more/ orders come in, and she groans. There's always something
interrupting her. She turns to Chaud instead. "Well, then I'll pick you up
and carry you, or have Fefnir do it. It's for your own protection, you know.
You're not going to be hurt at all, whatever the Mavericks told you, for
being out here. It's safe in the city, and it's not safe here, and that's
all there is to it!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I estimate we can defeat all forces
presently arrayed against us at the cost of the vast majority of our own.
They will then release a secondary formation."
Elec Man mutters to Fire Man: 'Well ... ... ... close ... ... others ... not
blending in with the ...'.
Chest is still here, standing partially behind Camera. He has his GNN-given
ability to blend into the background on maximum effect. If he notices Riot
staring at him, he doesn't mention it. He's far too enthralled by the
conversations between the Neo Arcadian doppelgangers and the boys from the
real universe. In his mind he idly runs down the list of people present who
might have the scientific know-how to get everyone home... and the
inclination to not leave Chest behind.
Once near the aura, Blues touches down and stretches. He got hit
pretty hard along his back from that plasma shot fired from the cities
defenses. He walks the rest of the distance when he picks up a radio
transmission. He stops dead in his tracks as he tests transmitting back.
As per Epsilon's request, Masquerade deactivates his beam saber and
places it on his belt. With that his hand moves to his theatre mask and it
is removed, the Irregular also removing his hair from the ponytail he's tied
it into as well. Shaking it off, he reveals the full glory of his human
features black hair and gray eyes. Cower!
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "We don't need to win. We gotta
get /away/."
Red looks around at the group that has gathered around him he motions to
Epsilon, "I am really not liking the situation. These guys are either going
to use a firing squad or open fire again. Try to get your guys to spread out
and find a location to regroup if we absolutely have to."
Oh, that's not good. That's not good at all. Visibly shaken,
Cinnamon squinches her eyes shut and tries to think and also to not move.
The blade sliding across her throat gets a small noise of protest, but not
much else. She doesn't want to make things worse than they already are, but
at this point she also isn't averse to the idea of just elbowing this guy in
the reploid-Phantom and making a break for it. Cinnamon tries to keep the
peace but there isn't any peace here to /be/ kept.
Cinnamon opens her eyes again, trying to sound calm. Be brave. "I'm
a Hunter," she confirms tremulously. "I am! I don't want to fight, please --
please stop." Or she'll punch you. She will.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "I have an idea. Bear with me."
Fire Man looks back over his shoulder to the other Guardians aside
from Phantom. The new plan comes in. So much for whatever it was Elec Man
was hoping for. Reluctantly, he paces over to where Epsilon and the rest are
gathered without any particularly pithy commentary to add about their
situation or other such sweeping, grandiose gestures of his feelings on the
matter.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Ah, but to where?"
Masquerade whispers something to Epsilon.
Rodney Ruddock is no longer covering anyone.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "I think we should do whatever Megaman
says."
Fefnir blinks again. Huh. Well, he's not going to let--oh, he's
going to Fairy. Fair enough, he's sort of scary to those who don't know him.
He turns towards the...wow, the /really/ big man with the sword
strapped to the back of his space suit. He walks up to him, Sodom still in
his left hand. He taps his shoulder gently, trying to get his attention.
Scarface deactivates his Plasma Lance, attaching the hilt to his
waist. He, however, remains in position -- but keeps his eyes, both of them,
locked on Leviathan, who directly addressed him. "You at the very least seem
to have honor. Therefore... You have my word. I won't kill another of your
men until you threaten mine. I am /not/ a Maverick."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "I'll keep listening to Red,
thanks."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon's weet little voice chimes in. "Um -- um, if he
doesn't let me go I think I'm gonna punch him, 'k?"
Chaud simply rolls his eyes at this situation. He has his helmet in
one hand as he glances around and takes stock of the situation. He sighs;
this is just a mess. He looks at Red and Scarface and gets an idea.
"Fine. Take me to your leader."
Energize is so glad, for once, to have some flesh left on her. She's so glad
she kept all the relevant parts.
"What a day," she says. "You get and retire all those Mavericks..."
With any luck, every last one of those jerks she never liked will be killed.
That's far less heroes who don't like her and far more surviving humans that
she can potentially tolerate. Except Chaud. Chaud will have to encounter an
unpleasant accident.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock Hmmm...
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Listen to X, Wind."
Munitions Ifrit just stays with Red for lack of ability to follow
effectively with everything going on.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "If it's a good idea, at least and not
just dying."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "If he iss anyzhingk like our
counterpart, he vill kill you before you finish turningk to hit him."
Then, Masquerade vanishes. Teleporting here and there, eventually
Masquerade re-appears where no pantheons are looking in the form of a human
looking individual with an apparently sprained ankle. Hobbling around, he
appears to have suddenly shed his armor. "Hello?!" He calls. "Can... can
somebody help?" He is obviously adressing the X-Drones. If they were to
touch him he would /feel/ human and Masq is a VERY GOOD actor. His armor is
now in subspace.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "...fine."
Ninetails, who seems rather relaxed, half-turns his head.
He then says to Red, as he draws closer to this small knot of
super-fighting-robot, "Is there a fallback position?"
He does not comment on the Maverick issue, but he does not continue to
charge weapons systems. At least, not obviously so; his head whips back
around, looking out towards the seas of blue men and the occasional colorful
figures that stand out from among them.
Daryn thinks about how to protect Elec Man and Fire Man from the Neo
Arcadians despite their lack of humanity.
He could, Daryn thinks, say they aren't Mavericks but they don't seem to
think like that. He tries something else.
"Actually..." He murmurs to Fairy Leviathan, "He protected me from the
Mavericks, I was really frightened and he saved me. I thought he was part of
your army."
The blue aura, in the destroyed world beyond, is spreading. It was difficult
to see at first, and now, as Protoman explores it, and Cyber Peacock checks
for signals, it is growing and beginning to stretch toward the skies.
Radio transmissions, this close to it, are now beginning to come in from the
place a few people may see as home.
The wall is visible, as well, to those who call this place home, though it
may not be their only concern.
Phantom is unphased by Rock's threats. After all, 'Maverick Hunter'
means little to him. She is nothing of the sort. He listens for a few
moments, and watches Rock.
"Name, Idenfitication Code. How many are with you, why are you here, and
what is your intent." The blade digs in a big deeper through the cut already
made, inflicting pain is the goal now.
"Do not lie."
Elec Man smiles toward Leviathan as he is totally busted, his irritation
almost completely hidden except for the lightning that crackles around his
body briefly. "I work for a human. If that's Maverick, then I... guess...
that both I'm a Maverick and that my wit has temporarily failed me. He steps
back over to where everyone is, still staring at Leviathan. After a moment,
he takes out his mask and pulls it back on, why not. He likes it better that
way.
Mach Jentra continues to hover there. He's had just about enough of this,
but he defers to those who claim to be in charge. He lets his staff,
helpfully, vanish back into subspace... but he's plenty well-armed without
it. He continues to hover, tense and irritable.
Energize enters the Residential Zone.
Energize has left.
As Fefnir stomps past, Hibou begins to make his way to the city, or
at least where all of them have mentioned. They'll get them in soon. Or
maybe soon. Well. Chaud'll be dragged kicking and screaming, at least from
what he sees.
Hibou, meanwhile, just moves along towards the city. Elpizo's safe,
he knows that, so there's nothing to worry about. He even got orders to head
there. So he does. Maybe they have some kind of scrap heap for mavericks.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "W-what should I do --"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Shoulder-throw."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Fight."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Avoid death."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "I know how to get their attention."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "There's really nothing you can do from
the looks of it."
Elpizo puts a hand on Rock's shoulder, stepping forward to seize a chance at
finally talking to one of them. "We don't have identification codes, at
least not yours. You may call me Elpizo, and this is my good friend --" he
elbows Rock in the side "-- Mega Man. We mean you no harm, some of us were
just a little startled when we got shot at. You'll need to bring someone out
with the authority to make decisions so we can get everything straightened
out. We're from, ah, another dimension. Or maybe another time. We're not
sure."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Jet Stingray transmits, "Cinnamon, just think about
things that are cute and cuddly, we are going to get you out from there."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Try to avoid dying. You are a great
asset and make victory possible. What is this method?"
Kraft decides to go. Mega Man is there. Blues is there, to. Blues can use
his Magic Teleport to save people if he must, he thinks. He'll take care of
matters there. Hopefully...
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Hang on..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Telling them who I am."
Prismatic Spider comments idly, "If this is supposed to be our future, where
do I get off?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...is that gonna /work/ in a
crazy Neo Arcadia dimension?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Why?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "You've been here before?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "They hate 'Mavericks'."
Elec Man suddenly starts patting at the small pockets around his suit,
looking for something. "I know I wrote that down..."
Cyber Peacock grins, he just got something~...
His hologram disappears from view, following the path of Blues radio signal.
Until, finally he locates. Green wire frame, blue sphere, while nine yards.
"You found something?" He starts to check the area.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "This is a bad idea."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "You... this could cause problems
for both of us, you realise?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "..No. Do NOT introduce yourself as who I
think you are going to."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Give me a better alternative."
Wind is still hovering above Red, the formed up Repliforcer's and Irregulars
and ready to tear anybody who messes with them to into a kebab. He had taken
a good look of the area around him, and the Pantheon's had them covered on
at least three sides and there are a lot of them. Fighting isn't really the
optimal option here.
"...last time I follow you into a strange singularity, Red," The XO mutters.
Munitions Ifrit mumbles to himself, monitoring his forcefield output. "This
is only going to keep getting more bizzare.."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Do it. It ought to be worth a
watch, at the very least."
Rock swallows a lump down his throat as he watches the microfractions of the
blade moving tighter on Cinnamon; apparently namedropping the guy Alloy
overheard didn't stall the faux-Guardian in the slightest. He exhales and is
about to speak when Elpizo's elbow stops him. He waits until the Arcadian
finishes, rubbing his sore rib, before adding his own two cents.
"He's right. My name is Rock Light but a lot of people call me Mega Man. I
don't have an identification code and I don't know how many people are here
with me. We got swallowed by a time distortion and it spit us out here. And
that," Rock points a finger at Cinnamon. "That is my friend and she's done
nothing to hurt you. Put down that knife, please."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails offers, "I can claim to be an alien
ambassador."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "I will stand by you, Epsilon."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...bossman, you sure this is a
good idea?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Very well-- I will continue my
plan of protecting the humans through being one of them."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "No, this is a horrible idea, but they
will concentrate all fire on me if I were to do it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Damnit! That thing... who here saw
that last time fluxothing? The one that picked and chose?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "Do as you will."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "No, Epsilon. If they fire upon you, they
fire upon me."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "Getting youself /killed/ will not help
anything."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "That had to be relevant, stuff like
that is never irrelevant."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...Jah be with you, Bad Boy."
The Russian's eyes widen as Fefnir taps him on the shoulder. Beyond
that, his body does not react. "Tell your friend to release the girl. /IF/
he does, I will leave. With her. /IF/ he does not, I will be forced to break
him to ensure her safety. /IF/ you interfere, I will be forced to do
similarly to you." Grisha is very calm, very cold, and very serious. The
whole of his emotions have packed themselves away in a safe place deep, deep
inside of his mind. This is not happening. This is not real. This is just a
bad dream.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Red, I can draw their fire. They
can't get all of us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "... Epsilon, no!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "(They probably will get Grisha at
this rate.)"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "...but that means you'll be killed and
that i--"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "I can draw their fire just as well
as you can."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "...Go for it, man."
Albert Wesker doesn't look back as he begins to march towards the city. Let
the others deal with their own problems.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "...Hell."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "I -- I can help if you get hurt.
Just -- be careful!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red did not do that just because Grisha would be hit.
Honest. It was something else entirely.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Yes, I'm counting on that."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "SOMEONE ACKNOWLEDGE WHAT I HAVE
SAID, I'm busy THINKING here. That last time bubble. That has to be
relevant, I don't know, it just makes sense. But I can't... DAMNIT, I
thought I wrote it down!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Something about a
Professor."
Elec Man is getting more and more agitated as he fails to find the thing,
electricity crackling around him.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Signals stronger..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "Epsilon! Sir, /don't/! I'll do this,
instead. You're too important to die here. Let me; the Irregulars will move
on even if I fall."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "YES! Professor. Someone ask about
the Professor. See what happens. We need something or they're just going to
kill all of us, there's way more of them then there is of us."
Steel Massimo waves his hand. "I'm not a robot!" Oh god, don't let his lie
come out HERE. "I am the cyborg, Massimo Cavallo! I am a human and these
robots are not Maverick! They are with us humans!" He waves his open hands,
trying to look peaceful and non-killer.
"Es nicht tun, Epsilon." Human-Masquerade mutters to himself, eyes
transfixed on what Epsilon will do. "Es nicht tun."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "One thing at a time, we're working on
calming them down first."
Wind Crow slowly, floats down closer to Red till he's hovering at a point
that puts he and Red on an even height.
Leviathan is still trying to corral humans over to her. This includes Chaud,
who she has described mentally as 'guy in weird armor'. "Well, I can tell
him you want to," she says a little doubtfully, "but it might take a bit of
time. I'm sure he'll be interested in how you were all rescued by some
particularly aggressive Mavericks, though. Normally they don't come in so
many."
She starts to head toward the city, fully expecting humans to follow. "Come
on, come on! We don't have all night."
Fefnir's own eyes widen. This man doesn't even /recognize/ him. He
slowly saunters around to Grisha's front, looking down just a bit at the big
man.
The machine's smile of anticipation is back as he looks down. He's
about three feet away, and Sodom is still held somewhat lazily in his grasp.
"Now, now. While that certainly sounds like fun, I'm afraid I can't let you
do any of that. She is a Maverick." His smile falls a bit. "Please come with
me, sir, and we'll get it all sorted out. Okay?"
His voice is not cold...it's friendly. He's treating Grisha's
threats as if they were an invitation to a party.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Elpizo?"
Harpuia surveys the situation. The humans are peacefully going along
with the two. Good. His eyes turn to look across the desolate landscape ...
across the assembled 'Mavericks'. Rock is studied -- Harpuia looks
interested. He looks a bit like the Original X, who sacrificed his body to
hold in the cursed Elf.
... ... Hmm.
Or is it a mockery? He tilts his winged head slightly. Is it
somewhat difficult to discern
"Troops," he speaks, addressing the cyclopian soldiers. "Surround
them. Do not attack unless they attack." And to the rest -- "Come with us
peacefully; then we will decide what to do with you."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "If they're like the Reavers,
we can handle the outnumbering. What concerns me is that we have no way to
resupply or regain resources at this point."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "It ain't workin'."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Trust I on this."
Wind Crow whispers something to Red.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "They're like your ass**** followers,
Elpizo, do you think logic works on /you/?"
Regal follows happily behind Leviathan; she seems like she's not going to
kill them, so why not? Better to follow the strangers and live to tell about
it than stick with what's familiar and die -- after all, familiarity breeds
>stagnation /anyway/.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I'm a reasonable man. At very least as
reasonable as you."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "And how do you know this /won't/
calm then down? Prismatic, shut up, you don't know how to think anymore, the
Reavers were dealt with because we had specialized weaponry out there."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock ...
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon, tightly. "I'm incredibly reasonable. Then again,
I didn't murder 10 percent of the human race because I could. This place --
you deserve /this/ place."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "How interesting, they seem to be
surrounding us."
Fire Man jumps a little at the static shock as Elec Man's electrical
aura builds. Nobody likes standing too close to Elec Man when it builds up
like that. And all while Epsilon is thinking of playing Hero (which Fire Man
would rather play the role of).
Then, HE appears. Is that... Rock? He looks to Rock. Then to Also
Rock. Then Rock. Then Also Rock. This goes on for a little while. What if
there's two of him?
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Epsilon... Cool down, please.
Cinnamon--"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Epsilon."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "Y-yeah?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Well this is a new and rather
unpleasant twist."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "We're doing a plan B."
The human in the black robes follows Leviathan like a lost puppy; she is
very disoriented, and many of the people here are killers.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Make your move. I'll back you up.
Elpizo, Massimo, watch my back. Everyone else, get ready to run."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Any plan which does not involve me
doing a Hail Mary is a good plan."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Go with originals of Plan A. I will make
up for Plan B."
"Will you take the robots too, and keep an open mind about their status as
Mavericks?" Elpizo says, eyebrows raised.
Leviathan adds, to Daryn, "We don't have anything /that/ old in our army.
Maybe he's just crazy. Mavericks are, you know."
Alloy glances nervously at Elec's crackling aura, but there's more worrying
things at hand. Starting with the deteriorating patience of the strangers.
"Nice show of solidarity." he mutters bitterly to himself. If he could think
of anything to say, he'd say it, but he's no leader, no cunning
silver-tongued diplomat. Just a simple spook.
Human-Masquerade gets to his feet and runs to Leviathan, following
her.
Phantom whispers something to Cinnamon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Way ahead of you, Rock."
Red clicks his scythe and it seems to glow. The gems on the side of Red
begin to glow as well.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "We'll discuss this later, Epsilon,
when you're feeling better."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "I've seen how you handle tense
situations, Red. Please don't do /anything/."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock is still mad about the dead acolyte.
Chaud turns and follows Kraft at this point, relying on the
combination of Kraft's bad-aftness an his tactical prowess to carry things
if need be.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Elpizo, keep doing what you're doing. Let
the other kids handle the rest."
Protoman spends the time waiting for Cyber Peacock to get to him
trying to transmit messages. He's pacing along the edges of the aura's blue
energy curtain, every once in awhile almost touching it with a finger.
"Yeah, see if you can punch some radio transmissions through or not." And
then, an idea occurs to Blues.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "I feel that you should be aware
that Phantom is continuing to threaten Cinnamon's life."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Use this knowledge as you see fit."
Hibou enters the Residential Zone.
Hibou has left.
Masquerade enters the Residential Zone.
Masquerade has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I'm talking to him right now, don't
worry."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "It's being handled."
Daryn says, "Oh," to Leviathan, "No, I didn't know that, I'm a little
frazzled from all this Maverickness! They kept talking about coming from
another time, and another universe... It was really frightening!"
Well he tried, he thinks, it might be better to split up anyway. Information
needs to be gathered and he's the only Robot Master who can be 'on the
inside'. He rides on his bike before adding, "Their leader called himself
Protoman. At least, I think he was the leader..."
Leviathan enters the Residential Zone.
Leviathan has left.
Elec Man has a little outburst, clearly focused on finding something which
is probably not even in the same suit. He's turning circles as he checks
every pocket individually. "WHERE'S THAT GODDAMN PAPER, FOR THE LOVE OF
WILY?!" The electricity around him now is the same as it would if Elec were
planning to kill someone.
Daryn enters the Residential Zone.
Daryn has left.
Chaud enters the Residential Zone.
Chaud has left.
Albert Wesker enters the Residential Zone.
Albert Wesker has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "Go -- go with them."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "They won't hurt the humans, and --
and maybe we can learn something this way."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "And he's going to CONTINUE
to threaten Cinnamon until they're satisfied. Relax."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Hibou, keep me informed of the
situation over there."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "I'm stayin' with the
Irregulars, wherever we go. They my idren, I ain't gonna abandon them."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Respectfully, Rock? I don't care."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "As you wish!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Orders are orders."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Red, don't piss off Rock.
This is a bad time."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon in a tiny voice. "Please?"
Chest is still here watching. He's considering piping up on the radio to
give his views on Fighting vs Not Fighting, but he figures it wouldn't do
any good. He just hopes that despite there being way too many chefs making
the diplomat stew, they manage to come to a reasonable understanding with
these fake Neo Arcadians. Huh. 'Too many chefs making the diplomat stew'.
Oooh, good one, Chest! he thinks. Save that one for later!
"Son of a Cain," Fire Man adds to his continued annoyance after he
almost leaps from the latest jolt. "Is it... not in your back pocket?" His
voice breaks up a little around 'pocket' because his vocoder is in poor
shape.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "They will be satisfied when we are
all dead, I think, and perhaps not a moment before. Cyber Peacock, have you
picked up other transmissions yet?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Indeed. Listen to the little
spider, Gateson."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "It's being handled."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "I am turning off my radio to avoid
the suspect practise of receiving radio transmissions internally. If you
need something, tough."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Everybody stop messing up your
pants and trust us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "..Gate is dead."
"Yeah yeah..." Cyber Peacock opens a holographic screen and projects it as
close as possible, "Let's see if this'll work out or not..." and well, he
waits... and waits... and wait... CONNECTION! WOO! "Ungh, the lag and the
static..." He opens another screen, "Just a sec.."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "Be careful, Masquerade."
Dr. Regal enters the Residential Zone.
Dr. Regal has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "What have you found, Protoman?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Cinnamon, you need not feel pain
because a monster is threatening you. Reflect inwardly that this, too, shall
pass, as we are from a world beyond theirs."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "....um, okay."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "I'm examining the Aura now, I'll have
an answer momentarily."
A slow, steady breath flares Grisha's nostrils as he fixes his eyes
on those of Fefnir. Where Fefnir seems excited by the propositions Grisha
has put out on the table, the Russian looks unaffected. His eyes are empty
of emotion. "She. Is. Not. A. Maverick." Grigori's mind churns quickly.
"She. Is. My. Nurse." A lie? A truth? It could be hard to tell with someone
so psychologically hardened. So psychologically distant. "You. Will.
Release. Her." Jedi Mind Trick? Who knows.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Has Peacock been able to do anything?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Be strong, Cinnamon. Phantom will
eventually try to kill Grisha and give you an opportunity to flee."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...I'm trying..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "...they think we're
/brainwashed/."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Hello, Mr. Strider, please go do
something else right now."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "If you get through, Mr. Peacock,
please tell them not to enter any sort of portals or other strange things."
Wind Crow continues to eye the situation quite warily, but he doesn't turn
around or shift his gaze. He floats up slightly, giving Red (and himself)
all the room they need to execute Plan B.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock speaks carefully. "Red, Cinnamon is a Hunter. We
train for these scenarios. She knows what to do. Please remain ready but do
not do anything terrible spontaneous. Thank you."
Red looks at Prism, pointing to his wind generators, and then to the dusty
ground. Then, he makes the whirlwind notion and the Repliforce symbol (Storm
Owl's favorite) Run Away Bravely.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Ungh, not going too well..."
Epsilon is staying still. He's appraising the situation. New data keeps
coming in. He doesn't advance, doesn't make any aggressive movements, but he
stays in formation and does not back down any further. He is considering his
next move. Grisha is adding variance to his calculations. This is bad.
Ow. Ow. Cinnamon, tense, remains as still as she can manage, and
tries not to aggravate Phantom any. She does flicker a glance sideways over
to the collective heroes. Her eyes widen as Phantom whispers into her
audials. Why is it always her friends they have to go after? She'd stand
here with a blade at her throat all night if she had to, but no, they always
have to do /that/.
"Please -- please go with them," she pleads to the humans present.
"They won't hurt you." And maybe we can figure out what the heck is going
on. "Please?"
She waits to see if Grisha's demands works or not. Cinnamon will
plainly not be making the first move; she glances over to Rock. She's going
to wait it out.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "You guys have Cinnamon handled."
Ninetails hums tunelessly as he surveys the forces surrounding them. Today,
he reflects, I did NOT expect to die - but it seems as good a place as any.
"I wonder," he observes to those near him, "what they call this stretch of
land."
Blues smirks as the idea takes hold. He's walking back and forth
along the aura when he gets close to Peacock. "Listen, tightbeam me directly
after..." he pauses as Blues suddenly darts a hand out to grab Cyber Peacock
by the scruff of his neck.
In one quick motion, Blues tosses Cyber Peacock through the aura
energy field as he finishes his sentance, "...you hopefully survive this."
Might as well use a Maverick to test out if the field is an actual
gateway back home.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "If you're going to do something,
/X/, I suggest you do it now. Our humans are gone."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Elpizo is still here, is he not?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "Most of whom are combat capable. We can
take care of ourselves if it comes to it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Mach Jentra transmits, "Yes, Ninetails, but if they were
providing a pro tempore shield prior to our executions, I doubt a pair of
humans will stay their hands."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "In a conventional battle, we will
win, barring extreme mischance. If Cinnamon survives - please do so - we
will also be able to escape intact."
Epsilon whispers something to Rodney Ruddock.
Fefnir's eyes widen greatly at that. "Jeez! Why didn't you say so in
the first place!"
He leans down, to whisper directly into Grisha's ear, looking back
at Cinnamon and Phantom once before he does.
Fefnir whispers something to Grisha.
"It's working but... Not ver-..." Cyber Peacock is stunned, not by an attack
or anything... Just that Blues has just thrown him into the 'light'.
"Ahhhhh!" He shouts, loudly enough that his voice echo's...
He flies though... whatever this is. Hopefully he'll make it though ok...
Cyber Peacock enters the Western United States.
Cyber Peacock has left.
The Phantom moves his lips slightly, murmering, possibly to Cinnamon,
or radio, or both. The blade does not budge for the moment, "If you do not
want her to be harmed, all humans will go towards the city and join
Leviathan. This is your last warning, or I will retire her."
The beam shuriken begins to spin in a blur, and it rises before Cinnamon as
if of it's own will. Only a hair's breadth from her chest, at that.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "..he's still only saying humans, Mega
Man."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I don't think he's one of the sensible
ones."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "I know. It's obvious what they're
planning."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "They have given me assurances that she
will not be harmed and will be coming with me."
Rodney Ruddock whispers something to Epsilon.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "You are a very generous soul."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Yeah, that's Cinnamon."
Epsilon nods to something Rodney says. He holds position.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Protoman, perhaps you should
destroy that weapon."
Red moves over to Epsilon.
Red whispers something to Epsilon.
Epsilon glances at Red, tilting his head at Rodney by way of an answer.
Ninetails shifts his posture slightly, and takes one step backwards, closer
to the knot of warriors.
"If the worst should come," he muses, "let us, then, resolve to give it a
name they will fear for a thousand years."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Much as I hate to leave you, it seems
to be the only way to preserve Cinnamon's life."
Wind Crow stays where he is but lands now. He looks down at the dusty ground
and back up. Perfect.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Blues, Ninetails is right. We can come
back to the aura. We need your speed. Get Cinnamon and I'll stun Phantom.
Red, Epsilon, you guys figure out our escape vector. There's troops looming
on the horizon."
Rodney, muttering to Epsilon out of the side of his mouth, puts his gun into
a pocket. "Fine. I goin'."
He turns and heads for the city, as ordered. He's not happy about it, but
he's off to play Creation Stepper.
As the weapon closes in on Cinnamon, he shouts out, "Not the chest!" There
is an awkward short pause before Jet figures it would be wise to continue
explaining . "Or the face... Or anywhere else really..." He just gives a
sigh before continuing to wait some more.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Retards."
Rodney Ruddock enters the Residential Zone.
Rodney Ruddock has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "I am ready for battle. Just give the
world, and I'll clear a path."
Red turns his eyes to Rodney, quirking a brow motioning to Rodney.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Epsilon, Scarface. I have your
frequencies."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Cool runnings, my idren. I
keep in touch."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Well it sounds like Peacock's alive, so
I found a way out... on my way back over to lend assistance."
Red whispers something to Epsilon.
Fire Man seems to like the choice of words coming from the token
Martian. He doesn't yet part from being next to Elec Man, considering the
two are the only Robot Masters here. The brothers have to stick together,
for the moment.
Munitions Ifrit just stands there. Waiting. For what, he can't say for he
doesn't know. He will know when the sign is given.
Prismatic Spider continues to watch what's going on. He looks rather
nervous. Given his position, though, is that so abnormal?
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Blues, I swear..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Well, Mr. Legendary Hero, what do you
want to do?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Epsilon, I am quite willing to
assist as you think fit."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "...do we have an exit?"
The Russian Strider narrows his eyes coldly at Fefnir. He turns in
Neo Arcadia's general direction. "Release her into my custody and I will
accede to your demands." Grisha remains calm, cold, and impersonal.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Actually, Ninetails. I have an idea for
you."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "I'll cover one."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Grisha, if they were going
to let her go to you, they would have three threats ago."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "This is a target-dense environment.
I can destroy a linear pathway of these machines, if neccessary."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Uhm, from the remaining signals
I can pick up.. You guys will want to hurry up, like, /now./"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Y'know, considering how goddamn
stalemated everything is, maybe someone should mention the Professor like I
thought would be a great idea."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Epsilon, we are surrounded on three
sides. We have one way out."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "Then I will have to kill them."
"Alright," Rock says, unevenly, to Phantom. He'll put up the pretense of
agreeing with their 'free all the humans' terms. "That includes you, Elpizo.
Go with them," Rock's fingers close into a fist, his buster-arm starting to
hum. He's hoping Elpizo will be a positive force on the inside. "We'll be
fine."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "You are dumb."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "They will try. Epsilon -- which of
them should I focus on first?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Someone like Elpizo who is a human
and therefore not automatically hated."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Grisha, with all due respect."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "You are a /moron/."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit transmits, "Similarly, my shield has been
up for a while."
Neo Arcadia's collective response to Grisha's demand is that the line of
drones is coming forward.
The Guardians of course, those heading back with humans, pass easily through
the line of defense. The drones step up, now visible as individual units.
You can almost see the reds of their eyes; there is over a hundred strong.
Just how many are there in this city...
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "Hello, Elec Man. I do not know
anything about 'The Professor'."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "When Elpizo is clear, we will make
our move."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "You know what to do, Ep?"
Harpuia watches the situation unfold. The Guardian glances in the
direction of Red, Wind Crow, and Epsilon. There is something innately
cunning about them -- as if they were to try something. He turns to Phantom.
Indecision ...
With a snap and a hiss of electrified plasma, the Air General
withdraws a pair of white rods that form into a pair of bright pink short
swords. The Falcon cranes its head, eyes gleaming bright red, and with a
crackle of its electrified wings lifts up into the sky. Dust sprays out.
Harpuia crosses the swords and leans forward, glaring intently past
the group at the blue haze in the distance. He trusts in the troops'
strength and Phantom's wisdom. He and his steed launches off into the air in
a streak of speed, heading toward the bizarre anomaly.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Not at all. But that's the
challenge."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "NEITHER DO THE REST OF US, BUT IT'S
THE ONE GODDAMN CLUE WE CAN EVEN /THINK/ THAT WE HAVE."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "If it shut you up, mon, I'll
ask."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "If anyone can, bring back a few
of those X-Drone thingys."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "...um..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "At the moment, Elec Man, I am
concerned about my personal survival. Perhaps those within will be able to
ask about "the Professor". Yes, Cinnamon?"
"Ho hum," Elpizo says. "Good luck, hopefully they don't massacre you," he
mutters to Rock as he turns around. Louder, he says: "Busy busy busy!" and
starts to walk towards the city. He walks very fast.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "Are we trying to leave now?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "I'll be producing a great deal of
heads, if anyone wants one of those."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Cinnamon, close your eyes and think
of something beautiful."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Once they go with them we will
probably lose contact with them."
Chest stares at the drones. "Oh Cossack... just how many are there in this
city...?" he asks rhetorically to nobody in particular. Chest is really,
/really/ hoping that Grisha stops threatening people and starts letting the
talkers do the talking. Unlike others, Chest isn't satisfied with the
knowledge that the good guys might win, and only at the cost of several
lives!
Red steps back and his wind generators start to pick up slowly, "Epsilon,
now would be a good time to try that idea out, now." Red puts away the
scythe and he closes his fists. Red energy starts to dance between invisible
nodes on Red's body.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "They look fragile. I'll prepare the
U. G. Thunder."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon transmits, "O-okay."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "If we ever set foot into that
city..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Ninetails, get one of the
drones for me if you would."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "I will burn it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "...we do so with greater numbers and
armor. Not today."
Protoman smirks as the little test proves to be successful according
to his sources on the other side then the annoying sound of Peacock's voice
again. Blues counts off a one, two, three, before teleporting right back to
Rock.
The teleport is successful as Blues materializes literally right
next to his brother, his left hand already transformed into a buster as he
looks to the 'Guardians' around.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "We aren't attacking."
Elpizo enters the Residential Zone.
Elpizo has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "We're, uh, bravely running to safety."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "The Aura's a stable, or so it appears,
gateway back to our world."
Elec Man stops patting around, and just sits down very aggressively and
angrily. However, he hasn't dispelled the electricity crackling all over the
place. He looks sullen.
He's also generating under the guise of uncontrolled buildup, as Fire Man
should be able to recognize.
Copy X enters the Residential Zone.
Copy X has left.
Wind Crow spreads his wings and quite similarly also fires up his wind
generators. This was his plan, and it's the best chance that they have of
being able to regroup into a situation that even remotely favours them.
So...here goes nothing.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Jet Stingray transmits, "That's was my idea, Epsilon, the
whole Cinnamon distract herself. When HE says, it's genius. When the
Stingray says something...." Jet begins to mutter to himself about letting
off stress on drones.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Yeah, but it may just be as
stable as a Sub Space portal... But I didn't take any damage. Just run
though."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "It'll be pretty funny when they
follow us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "Yeah, lets get out of here."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Get ready to move."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chest transmits, "If they follow us, they'll have
Repliforce and the US army to deal with."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Slight problem."
Enforcer Malamute brings his thumbs up to the back of his handguns, and
pulls back the hammers. He doesn't know what the plan is. Nobody's told him.
So he's just going to follow Red.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Jet Stingray transmits, "That's why God made Benny Hill
music, Elec."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Both me and Blues were able to
teleport to it..."
Mach Jentra nngs. This is becoming interminable.
Ninetails looks slightly nonplussed as Blues does not teleport either in a
way that immediately defeats the enemy or removes the threat from Cinnamon's
life.
He crouches slightly; his tails adjust positioning, to form a more
auspicious pattern.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "And since the rest of us aren't
ridiculous universe hax like the two of you, if we go in it won't work at
all and we'll be caught wherever."
Scarface tilts his head, slightly, his green eye settling on
Harpuia, the swiftest of the Guardians. His yellow eye flashes, briefly.
Doubtless, some sort of information is conveyed in that moment.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit transmits, "There is a point. Most of us
have to run there on foot. Some of us can only do short teleport hops. It
isn't going to be pretty."
Fire Man has wisely kept appropriate distance to avoid the more
negative effects of said buildup. His left arm seems to be twitching, but
that's likely just impatience on his part. It's a standoff, he's on fire,
and he remains standing in formation. He faces away from Phantom's hostage
situation and back towards Fefnir and the approaching masses.
Maybe his head will melt with the tension.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "C'mon... Rock you coming with us?"
Cinnamon holds still. Very still. If she moves, she dies. If she doesn't
move, then the humans wander off, /maybe/ she lives, and the other robots
here get shot at. If -- no, too many ifs. Stay calm, be brave, and try not
to move too much. Following the advice of several, at this point, Cinnamon
just closes her eyes and keeps still and tries not to think about the line
of fire across her throat. She'd like to go home now.
Riot is still there, the whole time, and hasn't even breathed a
word. You'd think he'd be angry that Cinnmon was taken hostage. He hasn't
sent a radio transmission, he hasn't so much as flinched (thats msotly
because he can't see whats being done to Cinnamon.) It seems for all intents
and purposes, he has given up.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "Go, Red. Prepare a rescue team. We have
humans in that city that we're /not/ abandoning. Blues, grab Cinnamon -- I
doubt they'll be prepared for that."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "hate to be saying this but, I
don't know who the hell would want to stay there... So, uhm, Good luck
guys."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Please forgive me for the following
outburst of theatrics. Red, you will know when."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "I'm just going to do whatever Rock's
doing, because better the enemy I know."
It's just Reploids out here. The humans that were with them are heading
toward Neo Arcadia. There are at least a hundred X-drones here, plus several
Guardians. The longer they stay, the worse this gets.
"Brothers!" Epsilon says, suddenly resting his staff on the ground. "Fellow
Reploids! Drones! Lend me your ears! This last son of Doppler beseeches you
to momentarily lower your weapons and hear a tale of frightful woe!"
Epsilon makes a sweeping gesture. "In our world, we have defeated Sigma! He
has been destroyed, his followers scattered, and we humble few have begun to
make a new and better world -- a free world, for all Reploids and humans to
live in! Think of it as a Neo Arcadia, won't you? A beautiful, shining city
on the hill. A wonderful place to live."
Epsilon keeps talking. He generates a hologram and projects it behind some
rubble, conveniently out of sight. "But we are unsure where the body has
gone! Have you seen -- OH NO, IT'S SIGMA!"
'Sigma', a hologram, suddenly lurches out from behind the rubble. 'He'
charges at the X-Drones, saber extended, and looks absolutely ghastly --
it's from the last time Epsilon saw Sigma in his Neo Sigma armor, so it's
all torn up and gruesome. "RAAAHHHH!" yells 'Sigma'.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "RUN LIKE THE DICKENS"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "TALLY HO!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "Rock. We have some of the most capable
human fighters on our planet here. Go home. Get Doctor Light. Get Colonel.
Get an army together. We'll hold untill then."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Run you maggots, RUN!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "Oh yes, let's kill them all.
Personally I want to see who's in charge."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Steel Massimo transmits, "I'll follow what you say, Rock,
you are in charge."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit transmits, "Of all the lame.. I get the
feeling they won't fall for it after they glance at it."
That's the cue.
Red lets out a burst of repressed anger and crimson energy rips into the
ground uplifting the dirt. Clods of dirt sail into the air before Red
activates two supersonic bursts of wind that tear the clods apart and turn
them into fine clouds of dust. The dust rushes through the area and
continues to build until it obscures vision.
This is when Red decides to run. He turns and starts to hoof it out. The
rest of the reploids should know which direction to run.
"GO GO GO!"
Prismatic Spider moves instantly, putting himself in between the enemy
forces...
And Chest. He shields Chest with his forcefielded body as he moves to guide
the GNN Editor-in-Chief along the way. "GO, CHEST! I'LL COVER YOU! AND
CAMERA!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Gogogo!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "MARINES, WE ARE LEAVING!"
The first row of Arcadian drones reach within range of their plasma weapons,
though they are presumedly waiting for the order to fire.
They stop waiting for this order when 'Sigma' charges the line, and many of
them open fire on the hologram. The shots are plasma, the occasional
missile, at least none of them are wasting much ammunition if they stick to
energy.
Not all the shots, not even half, are wasted, however; Epsilon has still
made himself a viable target despite the ruse, and will be fired upon as
well.
Chest gets Epsilon's signal, and he smacks Camera, "Run!" he shouts, not
noticing the irony of Chest, someone without legs, telling Camera, a drone
without legs, to 'run'. Chest begins scooting along the ground, trying to
get out of here. Scooting at the awe-inspiring speed of 16 kilometres per
hour! "Must... break... walking... speed...!" Chest grunts, straining as he
gets Prismatic Spider's encouragement.
Camera meanwhile abandons everyone and tears ass out of here at
several hundred kilometres per hour.
Fefnir sighs, and puts a hand on Grisha's broad shoulders. He looks
at him rather worriedly, what with the radio chatter. "Sir...you /have/ to
come with me. We have hospitals to take care of you inside of the
city--you'll be perfectly--"
OH JEEZ, IT'S SIGMA. Fefnir turns around, raising Sodom towards the
Maverick king, growling...yet smiling. He keeps it leveled, in case the
drones cannot hold him down. "Run! Get to the city, now!"
Scarface takes off, as well, trying to do his best to hold the
'rear' of the rag-tag Earthly forces, so as to best repel those who might
eventually pursue and, not only that, but nearer to Epsilon in case the
worst happens; he's fast, but not the fastest among them, after all.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Something found a Power
Armor..."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Scarface transmits, "Epsilon, be careful! The Irregulars
need you!"
That's the signal.
Wind after powering up his wind generators joins in Red's air assault and
unleashes the raw power of wind, forming a pair of cyclones that circle in
the air in formation with Red's. Rather than competing for dust space, the
Crow's cyclones circle around Red's gusts creating quite a spectacular wind
storm.
After his show is completed, Wind too, also runs.
Enforcer turns and runs, deploying his plasma shield on his left arm, and
bringing it up to defend himself should any shots come his way while he
runs.,
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Ninetails?"
Munitions Ifrit looks at the ground, then at the hologram, then at the
sudden sandstorm. Well.. May as well make it worse for the enemy, in this
case the x-drones and guardians. He can pull sandstorms too, and that is
exactly what he does in motion, shutting his forcefield down so he can stirr
up even more dust and dirt to obscure clear vision. He's off and running!
The hum of Ifrit's forcefield system fades into silence.
Phantom reacts calmly, and holds Cinnamon closer to him. Annoying
Maverick scum, these ones are. But he has a hostage, and she is his alone.
They will pay for their treachery with the loss of a comrade...
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Alright, I've got a feed of data coming
in from Chaud with images of the inside of the city and a location
tracker... so if I need to get inside the city I can."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "Move people we ain't got all day!"
Grigori, like Cinnamon, would very much like to go home right now.
He very much wants to wake up from this very strange dream. Before that
though, he would very much like for Cinnamon to be released and to punch
Fefnir and Phantom in their faces so hard their kids are born with bloody
noses. Of course, at the moment, he is being very, very good about not
letting his emotions show through.
Oh hell. Sigma. Grisha grits his teeth as hard as he can before he
flails ever so weakly at Fefnir. In a terribly disinterested voice Grisha
mentions, "Oh no. Sigma." He promptly starts trotting toward the city.
Grisha continues to hate the heroes. Except Massimo. Massimo is alright in
his opinion. He very strongly hopes that Cinnamon will be alright.
Fire Man is reluctant to turn the other way and run. But if this
isn't his world, and there is no San Angeles... then, maybe, it is another's
purpose to do the same in his place. (But he still intends to set that city
on fire if he ever gets into range.)
"We are leaving," he says to Elec Man before he walks away rather
than runs. Maybe he's having second thoughts about the whole 'escape' thing.
When Rock gives the order to grab Cinnamon and get out of there,
Blues was already in the middle of doing just that. Protoman's blink system
activates, forming the teleport rings around him as he disappears from
existance for a brief second. A half second later Protoman appears right
behind Phantom and Cinnamon as Blues attempts to grasp just one small part
of Cinnamon's armor; all that's needed for Blues to get them both out of
there.
Blues strikes Phantom with his Grasp attack.
The Stingray of Love just gives a long pause as Epsilon does his thing. It
is a brilliant ploy and it works like clockwork. That makes him that much
more enraged. He is tempted to just stay here just to screw with the
Irregular Leader's plan. The urge for him to pull out that bat and just
start swinging like there is no tomorrow is incredible, so is the urge to go
an attempt the white knight rescue of Cinnamon.
Thankfully, restraint has been one of the few things that Jet has learned
from Repliforce, as well as how to be a killing machine.
Putting his envy and desires behind him, Jet turns around and just takes to
the skies, gripping the Bat of Knowing tightly before rocketing off.
Ninetails doesn't bother running; this is reasonably level terrain, he
estimates. He pulls his legs up, lets his tails unfold behind him, and books
it along with the others.
He DOES resume charging his power capacitors in case the ruse only lasts for
a short period. He says a strange syllable cryptically, lost into the roar
of war, as they move forwards.
He also hears a transmission and answers Cyber Peacock in clear
transmission: <I will see what I can do.>
Elec Man lurches to his feet abruptly, giving Fire Man a yank in the
direction everyone is running in before he himself also begins to run. The
electricity surrounding him functions as a much more aggressive version of
his forcefield, unable to stop much from getting through but proving as a
fantastic deterrent to anyone who gets too close to him for long. "And how!"
Elec Man only takes a few steps before he realizes the slow Chest is
directly in front of him. Torn between tripping over him and picking him up
over his head while screaming, Elec bends down enough to get ahold of Chest,
hoisting him up and tearing ass toward that portal home where everyone else
is going. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Chest is probably not having an entirely comfortable time being held by the
generator, but it's better than being shot.
The Repliforcers and company are lucky that Harpuia is facing away
from them as they make their grand break. He sails on the back of his avian
soldier hundreds of feet in the sky, the desert landscape rolling beneath
him, their jagged crags and cliffs and dunes rolling past as a swift blur.
But his eyes are not to the ground. He glares straight ahead at the
blue wall of energy that is closer ... and closer ... and closer still.
Every chord, fiber, and synthetic muscle in Rock's body has been tensed for
the last five minutes. He never wants to see someone, let alone a Hunter,
put in such a dangerous situation. It's pop quiz time, hotshot.
The world explodes into motion and Rock seizes it. The distraction suits his
needs; as Blues disappears from his side, the Mega Buster snaps forward with
a hiss -- aimed square and true for the narrow sliver of Umbra Phantom over
Cinnamon's shoulders. The built-up charge flashes in the chamber, the blue
barrel morphing into a flickering purple mass, and then a weird beam of
energy flashes out of it. It's the rarely seen Magnet Beam, Rock's
double-secret attack!
Alloy hurls the two explosives hidden in his hand into the ground this time,
setting them off with a remote signal that sprays sand into the air directly
around Cinnamon and Phantom. Hopefully that'll disorient Phantom while Blues
makes off with Cinnamon and the rest of them run like hell. Such as Alloy,
doing exactly what everyone's yelling to do.
Rock strikes Phantom with his Magnet Beam attack.
Phantom is temporarily disoriented by Rock's Magnet Beam attack.
Epsilon is hammered with fire, even through the soft cover. He maintains the
hologram for as long as he can, grimacing with each rocket and plasma hit.
He's going to need some repairs at the end of this, but he's taken worse on
Mars. Epsilon bites back the temptation to taunt the Neo Arcadians, asking
them if that's the worst they can do, and focuses on motoring. Blues will
take Cinnamon and their 'guest' back to their side of the wall, and /then/
Epsilon will have his opportunity to grind his gears for his bread.
Mach Jentra follows Ninetails. Mach has clearly decided to defer to him in
this situation, trailing flames behind him as he follows the Reaverbot. He
does pull his staff back out, looking back cautiously. There's no reason not
to be prudent here.
Fire Man is no stranger to Elec Man's sudden movements but even he
still gets surprised every now and then when Elec Man grabs him and almost
drags him along. "Son of a Caaaaaaaiiii---"
It's not really loud.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Repliforcers... I've been going
though anything I can to see what I can do, apparently they are moving...
something towards the area I left out at. Perhaps a ship. Ninetails and
Mach, as soon as you leave... leave again towards our base."
Blues blinks, and Phantom calmly turns around, expecting behind him to
be exactly where the Firstborn will aim to be. After all, they want this one
back, and were preparing to strike. The Sigma appearance was no doutb part
of such a coordinated escape. As Protoman pokes a finger onto his captive,
the Guardian is confused, though he does not show it.
And then they both dissapear. Shock is apparent for the briefest moment upon
Phantom's face, then he regains control in time for his systems to freeze
via electromagnetic disturbance.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "I thought we could not get through the
portal?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Two tons of German engineering says
we /can/."
Chest can feel the wind in his hair as he races at the awe-inspiring speed
of 'a little faster than walking'. Oh he's really truckin' now, boy! Sadly,
everyone else seems to be moving even faster, somehow. Then, without
warning, Chest suddenly feels himself getting picked up. "Oh good Light!!"
he shouts, first thinking one of the drones got him. Then he notices it's
Elec Man. "Oh good Light!!!!" he shrieks again, since this isn't really any
better. He tries not to squirm, but he ends up doing so anyway.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Dead either way!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "OK!"
Riot waits, tick tick tick. Even after sigma, after the dust storm,
tick tick tick...THERE! As Cinnamon is promptly rescued, Riot simply bends
over and swings his head down at the ground as hard as he can. Only it's not
the ground he hits, but the edge of his shield, which forces it to flip up
and fly over Riot's own head... Right at Phantom. Work or not, he's then
going to book it like track and feild was going out of style.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "I'd rather die in the more
interesting way!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Ninetails transmits, "What is the nature of the barrier!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "PeaCOCK, I need you to do the world a
favor. Can you get other frequencies to our world?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Big blue energy barrier, just run into
it."
Riot strikes Phantom with his Riot Shield Bash attack.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cinnamon is way relieved. "Let's go!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Erhm, depends. I can use any I
can, as long as I know them."
Cinnamon tenses. There goes Grisha, and Epsilon is revealing his plan -- and
now she needs to make a move, dangerous as it is. Cinnamon curls up a fist
and prepares to fight --
And hey, she doesn't even have to. Blues steps in and interferes.
Cinnamon whips her hands up to shove the weapon away from her throat. Now
that the time of action has come, she's regained a bit of confidence --
diving towards Blues as he reaches out.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Get a message across saying that the U.S.
and Repliforce should probably mobilize."
Massimo doesn't seem to want to run yet. He is going to stand stalwart as
Rock asked him to, staying around him and waiting for his own signal to run
away. He holds his hands out, balling up the mighty fists. "All we want is
peace!" He bellows, though his stance tells otherwise.
Steel Massimo begins covering Rock.
Red is now booking it. His blink systems are used to get from point A to B
to C to D to E to F etc... He's not stopping until he hits that barrier.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Already done... I heard
somethin-Owl say about the 'ship relocating'."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Riot transmits, "I've been waiting to put that shield
into phantom's face for an -hour-."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Hell yes!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "What was that, Ep?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade resychs.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Stop squirming, Media, I'm the one
trying to /save/ you!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "They say we will be 'looked over'.
This does not bode well for me, I suspect."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "What is your status?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "Running!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Fortress V, correct?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Yeah."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon transmits, "Escaping. I will return! Take
whatever evasive you need to, Masquerade. Survive, no matter what occurs!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...It's down here."
To an ordinary human, Grisha's trotting is probably the equivalent
of a flat-out sprint. For Grisha, it is probably in the neighborhood of a
mid-pace jog. He continues to move for the city.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Fire Man transmits, "I am with--" Turbulence from rough
terrain "--Elec Man."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "We're gonna be meeting with
Copy X. Anythin' you guys want asked?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha transmits, "I vill be joiningk you in zhe city
shortly."
Wind Crow is flying alongside Red, where the rest of Repliforce /should be/
holding formation and getting ready to engage the enemy until they beat
enough faces in that they can escape.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Of course, simply keeping you
updated."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Transmit your relative location to us,
Masquerade."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "He's about five feet north-northeast of
my location."
Protoman reappears right next to the energy barrier. "I'm sorry
about this Sin..." And without so much a second thought, Blues pushes
Cinnamon through the portal whether she want's to go or not. It's the simple
matter of trying to get everyone out that he can at this point. A half
second later Blues disappears again.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "All repliforce officers, status
report for Storm Owl. Send it to me, and I'll relay it."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade transmits, "Mmhmm."
Red runs to the barrier and jumps through. Maybe this will work.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Tell him 'GEROMINO!'."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "We're hauling ass, get the guns out
and get ready to shoot some people. We got a war to fight!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "Okay, I'm coming in Masquerade...
prepare for rapid pull out. Anyone else who needs an evac, scream now."
Blues has left.
Epsilon, on fire from repeated blasts, leaps at the barrier like he was
expecting to endure a long drop, arms raised high, body launched forward.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Alloy transmits, "/If/ we can come back."
Prismatic Spider is totally holding formation of a sort. He looks surprised
when Elec Man totally steals Chest, but since Elec Man is tearing ass faster
than him, Prismatic has no objections. The important thing is to get
everyone out.
The Spider Scientist lunges through the barrier as well as soon as he gets
close enough.
Enforcer Malamute is right behind Red. Let's see what happens this time.
Ninetails rears back for a moment and lets his legs sling down while he
continues to move forwards on an inertially-determined course, springing
forwards with a scream of violent effort to add that extra bit of forward
momentum!
Wind Crow flies through right after Red and Epsilon, luckily for him that he
doesn't have to worry about falling and breaking something. God, I love
being a Crow.
The drones are continuing to fire on those retreating, but their plasma
shots seem to stop going through when they hit the blue wall. Living
creatures, however, can pass through; it feels strange, but not unpleasant,
like a thick curtain of water through which one should hold one's breath.
Phantom is frozen in place up until Riot strikes him hard in the head,
knocking bits of metal about. The Guardian falls upon his back, but never
actually hits the sand. He fades out suddenly, and re-appears in a blur atop
his waiting beam shuriken.
Red optics glares down upon Rock, the one who has cost him his hostage. He
dissapears once more via blink, and fades in behind the Hunter. A slash of
the katana is made at his exposed back, before blurring out of existance
again, and re-appearing nearby.
Munitions Ifrit has to use a combination of blink and run tactice. Blink a
few hundred yards, run a few hundred more, blink again. Wash rinse and
repeat. He is a little slower than some of the others.
Cinnamon kind of expected that, really. She expected a drop rather than a
shove, though. With a sharp cry of surprise -- "Hey, what -- !" Cinnamon is
pitched through the odd energy barrier. That's one way to make an exit.
Steel Massimo fails his attempt to cover Rock.
Phantom strikes Rock with his Blink Slash attack.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "Will do."
Fefnir turns from Sigma. He is not the problem right now--he's being
very well-controlled by the drones, if he still exists. It's spammy, shh.
The fleeing Mavericks do not hold his interest. It is the big green
one, and this "Rock Light". He turns to the big one who's yelling about
peace, while maintaining a threatening pose, levelling Sodom at his head.
"It's more fun if you want to struggle."
Steel Massimo begins covering Rock.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "I'll wait 'til Epsilon comes
for me. Someone's gotta keep an eye on what's goin' on."
As Epsilon passes through the barrier, Sigma Blinks to safety. Fancy that!
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "ROCK! You better come out alive!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red transmits, "You still need to yell at me about my
rash actions!"
Elec Man's reaction to Chest's squirming is to give him a shake, like you
would a baby that you hate. "Settle down, almost there! In fact - ho!"
Before he himself gets to the barrior, Elec Man leaps up and hurls him like
a dodgeball, passing through in mid-air a moment later.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Wind Crow transmits, "The ones that saved us."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "And the Alphas still owe you like
thirty sackbeatings!"
Harpuia leans further in anticipation of the barrier. He has no idea
what it could do -- and braces himself, plunging straight through it. Warmth
surrounds him ... he flows through, with nothing to stop him. All trace of
his being there disappears. He is gone.
Gone ... into a new and strange universe.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Red zip*click* PHASESHIFT!
"She's clear," Rock says to Massimo, twisting on his heel while Umbra
Phantom is still frozen by the magnetic pulse. He looks towards the horizon,
where the Arcadian's took all the humans; the glistening lights of Neo
Arcadia all but blotted out by the approaching legion of x-soldiers. He
doesn't want to leave his friends behind. He never wants to leave anyone
behind. A critical decision is made.
"Let's get out-- Augh!" Rock stumbles forward in Massimo, a fresh splash of
mechfluid splattering out from a huge gash that opens on the armor of his
back.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Yo, robot masters. One of your
brothers want to know if you are okay down there."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "THIRTY POINT
OOOEHELAHLEHalhelkgkaghghhhhh"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit transmits, "Dangit! Prism, when we get
back, I'll need a Blink system upgrade! *puff puff puff* Think you can wing
that?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Epsilon Stargate noise.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Masquerade, idly: "I think my put-on accent is throwing
her off. Point of interest."
Red enters the Western United States.
Red has left.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Maybe for Christmas if
you're good! *zap*"
Fire Man, being that he's dragged along with Elec Man, is not far
behind from the barrier. He leans forward best he can in mid-transit and
takes the barrier head on along with his brother and Chest.
...and then, through the barrier he goes.
Alloy doesn't stop, wincing as a few stray plasma shots catch him in the
back. Charging at the blue surface, he closes his eyes and yells wordlessly,
hoping to God he'll live through this. So long, strange alternate reality!
Don't follow us. *floop*
*** TRAVEL SPAM ***
Western United States
The western United States is one of the most beautiful parts of the
North American continent. With the Rocky Mountains to the east and the
Pacific to the west, a mixture of deserts, grasslands, deciduous rain
forests and breathtaking mountain vistas await visitors to the region. Along
with its great natural beauty, the western United States also has some of
the most significant urban areas in the Western Hemisphere; Salt Lake City,
home to the Church of Latter-Day Saints; Las Vegas-Reno, the adult vacation
spot of choice for most of the world; and San Angeles, the great megacity of
the west, covering almost all of the former state of California.
San Angeles was recently the victim of a massive terrorist attack
which destroyed most of the city's core, obliterated the government and left
the nation-state in anarchy. The United Nations has stepped in to try to
rebuild the nation, but has so far been stymied by a variety of insurgent
groups as well as the sheer scale of the rebuilding that needs to take
place.
Contents: Contents:
Alloy [Auron] [H] Elec Man [Normal] [RM]
Fire Man [Normal] [RM] Enforcer Malamute [RF]
Harpuia [NA] Scarface [Scarface] [I]
Ninetails [M] Wind Crow [RF]
Prismatic Spider [Labcoat] [RF] Cinnamon [Maiden] [H]
Epsilon [Epsilon] [I] Red [Menacing] [RF]
Cyber Peacock [Hologram] [M] Hiryu [Strider] [C]
Fortress V <F5> [RF] New Neo Arcadia
Las Vegas STARS Headquarters [RF]
Up <U>: Sky Above North America
Northeast <NE>: Canada
East <E>: Central United States
South <S>: Mexico
Pacific Ocean <PO>: North Pacific Ocean
Chest shouts something, but it comes out as gibberish due to the shaking,
"-ike a clown!" is all that can be made out after the shaking is done. Chest
is trying not to squirm, but Epsilon H. Doppler, how can you not in a
situation like this? Chest has been carried in the past, AND IT HAS NEVER
TURNED OUT GOOD. "Hey, wait, so you can set me down now. We c-IEEEE!" Chest
goes flying through the barrier. Poof!
Riot arrives from the Outside Neo Arcadia.
Riot has arrived.
The blue aura goes PZAAP as an entourage of Heroes basically fall through
it. Red sails through the thin medium and he lands on the ground in a roll.
He stands up with a glowing scythe looking back towards the warp, "KEEP
GOING! KEEP GOING!"
Jet Stingray arrives from the Outside Neo Arcadia.
Jet Stingray has arrived.
Prismatic launches out of the barrier, tumbling to a stop to glance around,
grinning. "Excellent. NOW we're in a far better position to work with."
Prismatic continues running from the portal, waiting for the backup to
arrive.
Fortress V <F5> has been making this move ever since this /thing/ appeared.
For someone like Peacock, connected to the world wide web, this will not be
a surprise. The massive mile-long ship has enough fans that every twitch
that it makes is instantly posted on www.fortress-v.com. Something like
this? This is the new headline.
Repliforce flying escort and smaller destroyer airships are flanking
her, as Repliforce is preparing to mobilize around the area that Shield
Shellfish has secured. <repose + addition for the new arrivals>
Elec Man comes flying out from the portal just behind Chest, as he threw
him. He lands in a roll, moving several feet before folding up into a
cartwheel, bounding into a flip, and landing perfectly on his feet, right in
a hole. "GLMF!"
Ninetails lands on his feet after the exit through the portal. He turns his
snout upwards to look at the Fortress 5, but refrains from an attempt to
Hadoken it.
Wind flies through after everbody else and swings upward to avoid smacking
into anything and anybody.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rock transmits, "We'll be back for you... I /promise/."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo replies cheerfully, "Dealing!"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud transmits, "It's cool, Rock. /Go!/"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "...Yeah, yeah. I think we
should all go after you guys or something."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Rodney Ruddock transmits, "Epsilon already told I. We be
waitin'."
Alloy abruptly reappears through the blue surface of the dimensional skin
and loses his balance, falling into an ungainly roll that results in him
sprawling on the ground. Man, this is getting to be a habit.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Blues transmits, "I'll be staying on this side of the
portal until such time as I stop getting a feed from those in the city."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "I'm not towards helping the
humans, but we all owe you 'friggin big now."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Good to know."
Someone else came who the heroes probably did not want to so much.
Bursting out from the blue barrier, it skirts out from around him,
bending and twisting as if from a sonic boom. Harpuia, on Aztec Falcon,
careens through the air, descending slightly -- he's about eighty feet up or
so.
His emerald-colored optics narrow in curiosity. This sky is blue.
There are trees, wilderness, life ....
And an enormous airship not too far from him.
Sara Steele arrives from the Sky Above North America.
Sara Steele has arrived.
Riot jumps through the blue dimensional flux, arms over his face,
and legs pulled up...
For once, he manages a decent landing on the other side, feet
reaching out to touch ground and take the shock of an uncertain fall, half
stepping as he comes to a halt and regains his balance.
Elec Man points from his hole as Harpuia and the airship follow them out.
"FOUL!"
Unlike her dignified exit, this time Cinnamon comes tumbling through
the odd energy barrier and lands hard on the ground. There is a line of
mechfluid across her throat -- a little deep -- but other than that she's
fine. And terrified. She scrambles back to her feet and backs away from the
barrier, staring at it. Are they going to come through?
--the answer is yes. Cinnamon tenses, standing in a guard position.
What if they /all/ come through? She glances up at the looming shadow of the
Fortress V. Thank goodness for Repliforce.
Rock arrives from the Outside Neo Arcadia.
Rock has arrived.
Epsilon bursts back into reality, flying through the air for about ten feet
before tucking down and rolling across the ground. He's good at that. The
roll puts out the flames on his back, though it does little for his
structural integrity. He leaps back up to his feet, staff snapping back up
into his hand --
Harpuia. His eyes gleam. "Now you're in /my/ world!" Epsilon thunders, as
the shadow of the Fortress V starts to drape over him.
Chest lands on the ground after being thrown. WHAMMO! Camera, who managed to
haul ass out of there way before anyone else, rolls up to him, squeaking and
laughing his ass off at its 'master's situation. Chest groans, "...this is
why Robot Masters aren't in the business of saving people..." he wheezes,
trying to pick himself up off the ground.
Scarface lands a little bit more gracefully, still guarding
Epsilon's back and immediately snapping his Plasma Lance into existence.
More fighting, and on this side, now?Outstanding.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "Everyone, keep this channel
open."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "Sure."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "It may become of use again if
another thing like this... happens."
Fire Man falls out of the dimensional barrier into a roll, the
landing rougher than when he first came to... wherever that place is. He
recognizes this part of the land he kneels upon. This is home. Behind him,
the barrier.
Where is San Angeles now?!
He follows Elec Man's finger to Harpuia in the skies. One of them
escaped? A flame cannon readies itself but there's pretty much no way Fire
Man could catch him, it's just his reflex.
Red grins darkly and he blinks next to Epsilon, "Epsilon." An exact
duplicate of Red appears on the other side, "Let's do this together." Both
copies grin evilly as they look up at Harpuia, hoping Wind will catch his
drift.
Rock and Massimo appear out of the portal, one step after another in a full
sprint. One of them has a freakin' shuriken wedged in their freakin' back.
The other is bleeding from his back. Guess what Guardian they met? Go on,
guess.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Munitions Ifrit huffs and puffs. "It will. Somehow, it
will."
Massimo skips an extra second to see the shuriken fly after Rock. He steps
forward, throwing his weight around to check the shuriken with his bulk just
before he runs through the barrier. He grunts, running through the aura with
the shuriken stuck in his back. He stumbles back onto San Angeles soil,
staggering for a moment. "We'll get them back... we'll get them all back."
Jet Stingray flies through the hole, just stopping as soon as he gets out
and breaks into a roll before he gets back to his feet, he sees Harpuia do
his thing. Clearly, he knows he needs to act before his peers do. He takes
to the skies, trying to get between the line of fire. "Listen, whoever you
are, you are in OUR world now... Remember the crap you gave us? Well, now
the situation is in reverse, keep it cool, don't make any sudden moves..."
Ninetails turns his head.
He says, "Ha ha ha," just like that: laughter without laughter, as he turns
around, looking at Harpuia.
"I would recommend taking him prisoner," he suggests, lifting his voice. "It
is possible he has advanced engineering, and quite certain he has useful
information." He looks past them, towards the landed Harpuia, to add,
"Please, feel free to threaten us, whenever you feel ready."
Riot reaches down, and picks up Cinnamon, no arguing.
Wind Crow flew upward to avoid hitting people the very moment he
came out of the barrier, that and he wasn't entirely sure where the hell the
blue aura would drop him off. So he soared upward reveling in the chance to
fly in his own sky, and blow the dust from his body.
But then...that green haired sissy clone came into their world. Oh it's on
like Donkey Kong now. This Harpuia was also likely quite faster than he.
"I hear you, Red," Wind replies as he flies upwards and rolls to his left
and swings around to cut Harpuia off.
Ninetails, in fact, looked up.
Elec Man climbs out of his hole, narrowing his eyes at Massimo, his hated
foe-he-failed-to-kill. Elec jabs an inquisitive finger. "Why aren't you with
them? What, do they hate cyborgs too?"
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "I told you, he's with them."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elec Man transmits, "(lol mis)"
Steel Massimo hmphs. He waves his hands at
Cinnamon! Besides... they probably would have locked me up with my armor."
Jerk face. He would so Beast Lancer him. Right now.
Fortress V <F5> indeed does loom overhead. The massive ship casts a very
long shadow, which is just now draping up over the imposing fire of Epsilon.
On the bridge, Storm Owl is speaking into a mic, coordinating with various
other Repliforce Commanders. *Owl* Red's voice can be heard. *See Harpuia?
SHOOT IT OUT OF THE SKY*. "Very well, Commander." Storm Owl replies.
Turning, he just nods at his XO, who begins giving the orders. The
Fortress V's laser and ion cannons, fully charged, begin to track the speedy
'fake' Neo Arcadian. More importantly, the other Repliforce aerials are
beginning to get ready to give Harpuia a rather rude welcome to our Earth.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Cyber Peacock transmits, "... At one point we were all
able to keep up a semi-coherent team. So, uhm, ...thanks. This better not
happen again, because I hate leapfrogging messages."
Munitions Ifrit arrives from the Outside Neo Arcadia.
Munitions Ifrit has arrived.
Mach Jentra finally flies out of the rift. He doesn't look real happy about
it, either.
Elec Man point point point point. "CLEARLY YOU ARE NO LONGER A
MAAAAAAAAAAN!" Part of the dirt Elec's hanging on to crumbles, and he falls
back down into the hole. "Oh no!"
Rock skids to a halt, his breathing fast and furious. That was a long
sprint. It was twice as hard when you're dodging shurikens from ninja
Guardians. At this point, his eyes widen as he takes in the mayhem he just
reemerged into. Cultists, the Fortress V, hundreds of Reploids and humans
from all the major factions of the Robot Wars...
And one refugee, up above, from another dimension. "Hunters, TAKE HIM DOWN!"
Rock yells, immediately, his buster flashes back to life and aiming upwards
at Harpuia 2.0. They've got friends, men, behind enemy lines on the other
side. They tried to kill Cinnamon. This guy is not getting out of here until
all the Earth Prime guys are back in Earth Prime.
Prismatic dashes away from the portal, putting more distance between the
portal, Harpuia, and himself, and glances around for anyone wounded.
Especially Cinnamon.
It would be, at this moment an white Power Armor (that looks like a Power
Ranger/Musica Guard) flies in and just peers at the apparent new arrival.
(...ya know what? Ah'm gettin' too damn old fer this kind of s***.)0o.
So
thinking, Sara Steele, in the
is, and awaits for orders.
Fire Man is thoughtful enough to lean down and try to grab onto Elec
Man's arm before he falls down the hole too much further in, but clearly his
attention is focused on frying Harpuia if he so much as tries to come /near/
him. Which means he's probably not even grabbing in the right spot for Elec
Man's hand.
Brotherly love indeed.
Epsilon doesn't normally take orders from Rock. Epsilon generally does not
like to take orders from anyone. However, in this case, he'll make an
exception.
The cloak comes off. The Force Metal generators in his chest power up. The
Power comes, flooding through his systems. Though he's battered, the eldest
of Doppler is still strong enough to fight.
Epsilon's eyes glow, the yellow energy cord spooling into his hand as he
starts to take flight toward Harpuia. "Let's talk about /how we treat
ladies/!" he shouts, starting to fly alongside the other aerials heading
toward Harpuia. TO ACTION!
Epsilon changes into his Eject Epsilon armor.
Scarface brings his reflect system online.
Scarface is no longer covering anyone.
Cyber Peacock has disconnected.
Alloy climbs (staggers) to his feet, and keeps moving, putting distance
between himself and the edge of the bubble. Hearing Prismatic's offer for
repairs over the radio, he searches for the scientist and makes towards him,
to concentrate their resources.
Scarface is ground-bound, but that doesn't mean he can't lend some
fire to Epsilon's cause as he sails up above, participating in whatever
insanity he's participating in. This mostly is going to involve lightning.
"..."
Harpuia is impassive. He glances cooly to one side as Jet Stingray
flies toward him. He looks to the other side at Wind Crow. They make their
intentions known. A frown appears on his delicate face.
There is no way out of this ... yet, there is a certain enjoyment in
this. To gauge their strength ... to test these strange new people in this
strange new world. Finally, he looks toward the Fortress. It is brewing
something, and something not good.
He sweeps his twin blades out and darts right off of the back of the
Falcon, who crows raucously and shudders with electricity.
"So it is my destiny. Prove to me you are worthy!"
The robotic Guardian whirls in a loose, agile circle, then rushes,
in a green blur, across the sky. He's heading toward the Fortress?!
Sara Steele watches Epsilon change into his Eject form and just nods, flying
off after Epsilon... and apparently towards the Pseudo Harpuia. "Ah'm with
ya, sah!"
Munitions Ifrit is probably the last one through the portal. Rolling along
the ground, spat forth in a tumble and scrambling to his feet. "WOOOO! Made
it!" Uh oh. Harpuia reploid version! Okay. So its being handled. An intruder
is still an intruder. "Oh crap. This will never end, will it?"
Sage Harpuia soars above. Cinnamon is perfectly content to remain on
the ground. She glances over to Rock and Massimo as they come through, and
gasps worriedly. They're hurt --
Belatedly she feels the sting in her throat and moves her hand to
it, wincing. Oh yeah. Better do something about that first. A flicker of
gold-green light later, Cinnamon looks like she'd never been cut, if you can
ignore the mechfluid everywhere. She heads towards Prismatic Spider and
Alloy, of a like mind -- stick together.
Rock lets scream a few bolts of plasma from the Mega Buster after Harpuia,
each blast slicing through the sky, but at this range it is more suppressive
than deadly. As he does this, Rush, lost in the sea of people and worried
ever since Rock dismounted him earlier to dive after Blues, comes roaring
over to his friend in Rush Cycle mode before popping back to robodog mode
and skidding on all fours to a halt at Rock's side. "Hey, boy," Mega Man
says, watching the aerial ballet as the Irregulars move to interdict
Harpuia.
He finally takes a moment to breath, eyes warily looking back at the still
functioning portal. That thing goes both ways.
"YO FORCE!" Epsilon booms, flying alongside his once brothers, now at least
cousins in battle once more. His body vents heat like mad, leaving a blurry
afterimage in his wake from the rents that have been left in his back from
repeated rocket hits.
Epsilon lets the Repliforcers go in hard and fast first. He shoots at the
mechanical falcon with his eye lasers, perhaps goading it onward.
Ninetails had been anticipating battle.
This is different. His head cranes back, energy crackling between his tails
as he studies the flight path of this strange otherworldly man - or is it a
reploid? He can't quite tell for certain. He seems curious about this, to
the point of shifting his posture to keep a better eye on the affair. The
Fortress V is not, at present, his enemy; he avoids giving it cause to think
him so.
On the Fortress V, Storm Owl moves over to the radar station to watch and
see Harpuia run back into the blu- Guh? "Sir... he's moving to attack
position," one of the troopers announces. Storm Owl jerks his head up.
Wait... what was that? "Shields up," he commands. Storm Owl watches the
radar carefully as Harpuia approaches the Fortress V at an awe-inspiring
speed. The defensive lasers begin blasting out at Harpuia, but they are ill
equipped to deal with something as small and agile as a lone soldier. For a
brief worrying moment, Storm Owl almost thinks that Harpuia is charging
straight for the bridge.
Megaman meanwhile makes a reasonable request. "Train the ventral
weaponry on the portal in case there are any reinforcements. Dorsal weapons,
intensify the forward battery. Bring down that Neo Arcadian." Storm Owl
orders, noting that Harpuia is still coming for him. "Intensify the forward
battery!" he repeats. Outside, the lumbering ship remains still as the
miniscule target moves in to attack the vessel thousands of times his size.
Green laser blasts open fire on Harpuia.
Elec Man lounges in his hole, levering himself up enough to get a good view
of the fight. This aerial business isn't for him - he's a ranged combatant,
but not THAT much range when he can help it. Besides, now that he's not
about to die his desire to punch people he doesn't know has lessened
greatly.
Enforcer Malamute has disconnected.
That's when Fire Man finds out he misses the grab. He peers down
into Elec Man's hole while keeping an arm cannon pointed at wherever
Harpuia's going, as Mean Green From Another Dimension is still very fast and
he can't reach that far.
"Hmph." That's about all he ever says.
Sara Steele immediately follows up with a arrow,fired towards the false
Harpuia-looking thing, as a attempt to goad it as well, just as Epsilon has
done.
Elec Man says, "Sup."
Fire Man says, "Him."
Elec Man says, "Yeop."
Wind continues after Harpuia, whooshing through the Alternate-Neo
Arcadian's jet stream as he gears up and flies directly toward the Fortress
V. What the hell, Wind thinks to himself. This Harpuia's got a pair of brass
ones. The Crow makes certain to swerve around the plasma fire from Rock's
Buster and Epsilons eye lasers.
The Crow whips from side to side, trying to find an angle to flank
Harpuia but the little green Harpy is just too fast. Biting the bullet, Wind
summons a pair of beam boomerangs from subspace and flings them at Harpuia.
The boomerangs whip through the air and begin to home in on the Harpy.
That's strange...they're painted up...black. In fact...they kinda look like
a
Wind Crow misses Harpuia with his Crowrang attack.
Mach Jentra is just going to watch, it seems. In his mind, if Harpuia does
anything to the heroes, it's just punishment for the debacle of a hostage
situation. Perhaps not a good attitude in the long run, but he's had a
strange evening and feels he's earned a little pettiness. Maybe he'll write
about it on his Livejournal or something.
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Elec Man says, "You better mention how I'm
awesome and saved your life on your news TV program."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "Oh, I'll mention it
alright!"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Elec Man says, "You sound way too eager."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Elec Man says, "You're going to slander me!"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "Ha ha ha ha ha...
heh... heh... hah... ahem. Well, yeah, I'll mention it. Don't worry."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Elec Man says, "NEVER TRUST THE MEDIA!"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "Careful, guys, Elec
Man's wise to the notion of not trusting NEWS."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "Wait..."
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "What frequency am I
on?"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Elec Man says, "NEVER TRUST THE MEDIA!"
[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Elec Man: You say, "...f---."
Riot will jsut have to deal with Cinnamon by extrodinarily brave. So he'll
stick to what he's good at, and will stay back to protect the medics.
This would be easier if he had his shield, a quick radio exchange
solves this problem.
Way the hell over in the Tower of light, a button is pushed, and a
man sized, coffin shaped rocket is launched from the top.
Back to jsut outside Caifornia, a twinkle of light is seen in the
sky, the small rocket blazes past the Fortress V, and breaks apart, lossing
it's booster, revealing Riot's shield.
Riot reaches out and braces himself fo-IMPACT.Riot manages to catch
the shield despite the force shoving him back on his feet. "Well... I'm
ready."
Look, up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's... Small, blue, and
moving at approximately the speed of light.
Rock casts his eyes skyward, and breaks into a grin. He fist pumps.
The streaking figure moves straight after Harpuia, almost tasting the
extradimensional potentially robo-Cossack blood in the veins. The figure's
fury is fierce, his speed uncanny, his talent legendary. His name is Beat;
he is the robobird.
"Go get him, Beat," Rock says.
Rock strikes Harpuia with his Beat Pecking attack.
Jet Stingray just narrows his optics as Harpuia decides to fly toward the
FV. Knowing that the Fortress has the firepower of YES^2, Jet merely flies
far to the right of Harpuia, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire that
is already on the way.
Elec Man suddenly dives into the hole, shovelling dirt onto himself. "HIT
THE DECK! BEAT SIGHTING!"
Munitions Ifrit modeshifts, his right hand morphing into his so often used
plasma autocannon which he raises in arms at Harpuia 2. "I've always wanted
to do this." Though Harpuia is dodging and weaving fire from
almosteverywhere, he can't help but smirk like a demon at the thought of
getting a little bit even with SOMETHING neo Arcadian. The cannon glows,
blue light forming in its barrel and spitting forth a blast of energy,
carefully trained for its flying green target. It isn't unlike X's uncharged
buster shots in form, but it lacks the same power. It is still a painful
thing if it hits. And if not, then it is no hair off his back, since he
doesn't have any. "Eat plasma you transdimensional lunatic!"
Munitions Ifrit misses Harpuia with his Plasma Shot attack.
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Elpizo transmits, "I'll remind everyone to let me do the
talking. Please don't everyone talk at once."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "I don't really have much to say
anyways."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Chaud hmphs, "Just don't get us all /killed/."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Hibou transmits, "He won't."
[Radio: (D) Alt-U] Grisha makes a non-committal noise.
"What?" Fire Man looks to the skies. Those bright, evening skies
where war and transdimensional antics are all coming to a head. Eventually
something in him comes close to the same
conclusion as
"Tonight... a waste of time." He casts back another threatening
glance at the barrier and what lies beyond it, then just goes to leave Elec
Man to build his bunker.
Harpuia is innately aware of his surroundings -- open air. He feels
powerful; that he can do more of what he does best. His face is set, mouth
in a straight line, careening toward the Fortress.
In an unexpected move (or perhaps not so much), the Guardian
suddenly arches his winged back and turns to fly alongside its hull. Green
lasers spray out. He quickly weaves around them, frowning in concentration;
energy peppers past him, another cannon from the Repliforcer sails by.
In his burst of acrobatics, however, the warrior is caught off-guard
by the little blue bird. He gains a dent in his form and cries out with
pain. With wind howling around him, finally the General turns around and
begins to fly in the direction of the barrier. Yet he seems to be coasting,
not actually entering this moment but sticking close to it. He must be
trying to find something out.
Aztec Falcon banks to the side. "Get away from me, Maverick scrap,
fal!" He cranes his beaked head up and drifts toward his master.
Chest still getting up, yo. He also very nearly accidentally revealed the
secret of the NEWS conspiracy to Elec Man over radio, but managed to hold
himself back. Close call there! He is otherwise doing nothing important
other than being led away by Repliforce and US troops to safety along with
Camera.
Fortress V <F5> continues to spray weaponry in Harpuia's general direction.
However upon Beat entering its firing arc, Storm Owl makes a
slash-across-the-throat motion to his XO, who immediately orders the guns
stopped. "No sense in potentially hitting an innocent," Comm Bat mutters.
The Fortress V's weakness of being generally incapable of sniping small,
quick targets is a well known one in this universe. But this is why we have
a bajillion troops aboard. And why we have /Beat/.
"Cease fire. Don't hit the energy field. The last thing we want is
to destroy something we don't want destroyed," Storm Owl commands. "Aerial
patrols, keep a track on that robotic Harpuia. If he enters your firing
sights, take him down. I'd prefer him in his own universe rather than ours."
Meanwhile, the general deployment of troops to the surface continues.
Epsilon's Repliforce bravado surfaces. "Is that all you have!? I've fought
stronger Robot Master drones!" He soars onward, opening his right palm to
attempt to strike down Aztec Falcon with a burst of Mega Fire. "REPLIFORCE,
LET'S SHOW SOME SPIRIT!" Epsilon thunders, unable to help himself under the
circumstances. "Nobody threatens our honor and gets away with it!"
[OOC] Sage Harpuia says, "Pfft. I can do that too."
[OOC] Munitions Ifrit says, "Hehehehe."
Huh? (Type "help" for help.)
[OOC] Harpuia says, "Don't worry."
============================ Players in your Area
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Name Alias Siz Idl Short Description
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Jet Stingray Jet 6 12m A golden humanoid reploid with the fins
Rock X 3 2m The One And Only Mega Man
Epsilon teh 6 1m TEH BADASS.
Chest GNN 3 0s Chess piece. Blue. 4' tall. One main leg
Scarface scar 5 59s Robot Deathstroke
Sara Steele iBlue 4 3m Nice Southern grrl. Really. ^_^
Riot PoliceLi3 9m
Prismatic Spider Prism 3 6m An iridescent spider in a labcoat.
Wind Crow Crow 4 4m 8' red, purple, and green crow.
Cinnamon Angel 3 7s Half-angel, half-nurse, all PWN.
Alloy Aus 4 3m Just another humanoid Hunter.
Mach Jentra Mach 5 18s Blue & gold avian reploid with wingcape.
Munitions Ifrit Demon 4 47s Demonic walking arsenal.
Ninetails Tails 6 20m
Sage Harpuia Harpy 3 1m Green-Haired, Emerald-Eyed E-Human
Harpuia emerald 3 1s
Fire Man Fire 3 3m
Elec Man Hyper 3 11m Black/red suit + mask, yellow eyecrest.
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Wind banks around, his initial attack was a balls up and the Crow considers
his next move very carefully. The Robo-Harpuia was able to dance around his
Crowrang, completely avoiding it. Which isn't good. The Crow dives downward
and fires his wind generators creating a miniature cyclone and sending it
toward Harpuia, hoping to knock the illegal alien around.
Wind Crow strikes Harpuia with his Cyclone attack.
Jet Stingray is not amused as he sees that Harpuia is continuing to try and
press on the assault. "Man, you really don't know when to quit, do you guys?
Sure you guys will try and invade if this is how you are going to be. And it
will be just as painful as this fight too!" the Stingray of Justice shouts
out as he decides to let a few brown stingrays surround him after they
escape from panels in his back. Once they make a circle about him, they
soon, the four small drones try to seek out Harpuia and take him out, or at
least give him a nasty dent or two.
Jet Stingray strikes Harpuia with his Hunter Mines attack.
Sara Steele frowns as she notices Wrong!Harpuia isn't flying back into her
den of despair. She frowns, and the part of her that is still UN Police (you
know before Interpol and STARS) came out to play, "Ya under arrest, sugah!
Ah'm gonna be taking ya in." She states in a firm tone, as she fires off yet
another arrow -- this one screeching off at the Wrong!Harpuia.
Beat forms up on Epsilon's wing, keeping pace easily. He's a supersonic,
superpowered, robobird and apparently a sucker for motivational battle
rhetoric. And nobody is sure what fuels him beyond e-corn. He emits a
friendly beep, then surges forward, shooting his own eye lasers after
Harpuia.
Rock strikes Harpuia with his Beat Laser attack.
Munitions Ifrit grabs a launcher from susbapace, one loaded with a rocket
already. A rather plainly noticeable rocket.As it is brought up to firing
position, a computer display lights up his HUD and he feeds heat signatures
and telemetry into a panel on the launcher. This has to be one of the homing
types. The rocket is primed and ready. "We'll ground you and force you back
to your side of that thing yet!" With energy and heat signature telemetry
now programmed into the all-purpose tracking missile, he can now fire and
forget. literally. "Lets see you dodge this!" Rule of thumb. Murphy's Law
likes to operate in odd ways, especially if you say 'lets see you dodge
this'. Maybe it won't affect this shot.
Munitions Ifrit strikes Harpuia with his Nova Bomb attack.
Prismatic moves through the chaos, nodding to Alloy and Cinnamon as they
both join him. "Thanks for the hands." He grins, giving them both thumbs up,
before bending over and checking Cinnamon for wounds from Phantom's rough
handling. "You all right, Cinnamon?"
Harpuia visibly tenses to get out of the way.
This time, try all the acrobatics and tricks he might, he is plowed
over by the spinning winds. It leaves him open to bombardment from all sides
-- by the hunter mines, the blasts from Rock, the lasers from Beat, and the
bomb from Ifrit; they all mingle, coalescing into utter destruction that
possibly nobody could survive.
The wind stops carrying him. Harpuia is in terrible condition by the
time the smoke clears. One of his wings has been shot off; his armor is
cracked, vest blasted, dense metal skeleton and glowing red internals
visible. Smoke trails off of him ... he winces and squeezes his eyes shut
and drifts down.
Aztec Falcon cries hoarsely, whipping one of his metal wings and
firing off a bolt of blue lightning if only to disperse Epsilon & co. Seeing
his General about to fall, he soars up and grasps the smaller reploid within
his talons before pointedly taking off without a word.
Harpuia retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or
parting shots from Gemma.
Epsilon grins at Beat, giving him the thumbs up. It's incredibly corny.
Perhaps that's what fuels Beat. He stays in the fight, pursuing Harpuia with
the blazing intensity he directed at the Reavers. Both are Alien Filth and
must be destroyed for the good of his world.
"RUN, FOOL!" Epsilon thunders, taking the lightning blast to the chest but
staying aloft. "TELL YOUR MASTER OF THE POWER OF THIS WORLD!"
Wind Crow watches, quite pleased, as he sets Harpuia up the bomb.
"And don't ever be knockin' our designs ever again, pretty boy!"
From the Fortress V, "He's back through the barrier," one of the crewmechs
announces. Storm Owl nods in satisfaction. "Good. Continue the deployment.
And run that barrier through every scan that we have." He picks up the mic
again, "This is Commander Owl. Sickbay, I need three teams to deployment
immediately to assist Commander Spider with his work on the ground." The
Fortress V is silent once more, though the area around it is a flurry of
activity as Repliforcers come and go. Still holding the mic, he switches
frequencies, this time to Prism directly. "Commander Spider. We're glad to
see you and your team made it through. We are prepared to take on wounded
from allied forces if need be."
Elec Man has either fallen asleep in his hole, or he is thinking about
what's coming up. It has been a while since their universe has ripped open
and allowed another one in. Elec apparently /was/ thinking, as he glances up
toward the fleeing Harpuia. He frowns. "I wonder what's going to happen
now."
Beat pulls out of his pursuit as Harpuia appears suitably routed back
towards his home dimension. He gives a wing wobble of acknowledgement
towards Epsilon and the Repliforce warriors, beeps once, and then streaks
back towards the heavens.
Rock keeps taking pot shots at Harpuia as long as he can. When the Arcadian
exits his range, he shunts power back to his fuel stores, shifts his buster
arm back into a fist, and stares at the portal. "Rush, we're going back in
as soon as we regroup."
Harpuia has left.
Epsilon lands with a flourish, collecting his cloak with a pulse of gravity.
He cinches it back on, powering down. Once he is put back together, he
salutes Beat with a nod, then approaches Rock.
"In the interests of smoother joint operations, Mega Man, I wish to form a
compact with you to establish a chain of command for extraplanar
operations."
Cinnamon is tended to; except that she's already tended herself, evidently.
The slash across her throat has been healed, and while there's a lot of
mechfluid, she isn't injured. She's obviously tense; this has been a
stressful evening. She lets Prism look her over anyways, and nods dutifully.
She takes a deep breath and then smiles.
"Yeah. Yeah -- I'm okay. Thanks. But Rock and Massimo -- " She looks
over again, worried. Hey, reploid-Harpuia is leaving, that's good. She asks
the inevitable:
"What should we do now?"
Rock sucks up the pain in his back; like a severed vertebrae -- the shooting
pain type. He's fought Shadow Man plenty of times before. He's used to it.
"Uh, what do you mean?" he wonders, innocently enough, towards Epsilon. Rush
barks at the Irregular, but it's one of those friendly 'hey, what's up'
barks. "We're going back to get Grisha and the rest of the humans ASAP."
Munitions Ifrit lowers the empty launcher and slumps a little. "What a day
this has beem. I mean dang. Havn't seen such a mess since that zombie parade
thing..."
Sara Steele notes that the Not!Harpuia has re-entered what was San Angeles,
and nods pleased. She touches down and deactivates the Power Armor and steps
out of it and stands beside her boss. She has nothing more to say --
Epsilon's more or less handling it.
The Armor deactivates and opens up allowing Sara Steele to step out of it.
Epsilon grins at Rush, lowering his hand to scritch him behind the ears.
"One person needs to be giving orders," he says. "We need a clear
chain-of-command for these away missions. We got lucky this time, but
they're going to be ready next time. They also have some of our people,
which means we can't afford mistakes."
Jet Stingray lands about twenty feet from Epsilon and Rock, who are likely
somewhat close to Prism and Cinnamon. Of course, he does hear about
something involving a compact. .oO(Should have known he would have been
thinking about make-up, even in a time like this?) He scans the area with
folded arms, hrming to himself as he tries to figure out if he should head
back or stay here for the time being. After all, with Harpuia gone, looks
like things are stable for the time being, even as Rock and others plan to
go back sooner or later to get the humans.
Jet does look over toward Ifrit. "It's alright, dude, you get used to it
after some time."
Chest has been escorted away by Repliforce and the US army. He has a long
report to file. And a lot of information to receive from Camera. It's going
to take time.
Sara Steele drops Dark Musica Armor.
Elec Man jumps out of his hole, hands knitted behind his head as he starts
to approach Epsilon and Rock. He can hear them from here now, but he's not
close enough to really be part of the conversation - if he'll end up being
it at all. He might just hang around and make Rock uncomfortable.
"Okay," Rock agrees, crossing his arms, eyes Elec Man's approach warily.
"Who do you suggest? You'll have a hard time convincing the Robot Masters,
Mavericks, or Arcadians to listen to anyone but themselves. I can't even get
people to listen to me when Cinnamon's got a knife to her throat..."
Munitions Ifrit harrumphs. "Jet, dude. I've seen organized chaos a long time
ago. But this is different. This is a real chaos. It may take more than time
to adjust."
Wind Crow satisfied now that the robo-Harpuia has ran away, he powers down
his Wind generators and sails to the ground as gently as he pleases. Which
basically means he lets himself fall and crunches into the ground below and
to hell with whatever was beneath him. This also happens to be near where
Epsilon and Rock are.
"Hey," Wind kicks off the clods of dirt from his claws. "You guys got a plan
or are we going to keep flying through this with our pants down?"
"Rest and regroup." Alloy murmurs to Cinnamon, staring after Harpuia as he
retreats to the safety of his own world. "I don't think they'll be very
friendly with /anyone/ from our dimension, after this."
"I will follow your lead," says Epsilon, with a nod. "The Irregulars will
follow your instructions through me. Repliforce should understand the
importance of centralized command; Red should be advised to listen to you,
and I know you have stronger organizational ties with Repliforce," gesturing
to Wind Crow as he approaches, "than I do."
Epsilon looks to Wind Crow. "We need a clear chain of command for these
extraplanar operations, or we're going to take some real losses."
Riot helps with teh wounded - what there is of them - "Like Alloy and Rock
said, go home, rest up a bit. Because the Robot Wars just got even weirder
then before."
"Unless they're human," Sara replies to Alloy, with a small thoughtful frown
on her face, "Aftah all, they wouldn't shoot a human... right?"
Prismatic nods to Cinnamon. "We'll work on it, don't worry." Prismatic looks
up at the Fortress V, a sort of little bad habit as he responds,
"Acknowledged, Storm. Expect incoming wounded."
Prismatic steps over to Rock and Epsilon. "Thank you both for your
help. Your decoy operation was masterful, Epsilon." He nods. "Rock, I would
like to extend the offer of the Fortress V's medical facilities to both you
and the Irregulars. We will begin securing the area while you and Massimo
are repaired."
Sage Harpuia changes into his Harpuia armor.
Elec Man arrives at the little hubbub, and looks between Rock and Epsilon,
almost expectantly. His hands remain knitted behind his head, and those that
can notice such things will see that his eyebrow is lifted.
"Oi," Rock moans to himself. Here we go again. He was really hoping this one
time they wouldn't nominate him to lead the coalition. What'd they do
without him on Mars, anyway? "I don't know if I'm the right choice for all
this, Epsilon. There's people with better tactical minds, more malleable to
new environments, quicker on their feet, more charismatic..." He looks at
Prismatic. "Thanks, but we'll be okay."
"Would you prefer my lead?" asks Epsilon. It's an innocent enough question.
Prismatic Spider arches his eyebrow as he affects an disbelieving
expression. "Sure, Rock. You're perfectly fine, except I bet you can't bend
over with that kind of a wound without shooting pains."
Wind Crow crosses his arms and nods, yeah they /do/ need a proper chain of
command. But Wind isn't very happy to have Rock put in charge. He'd much,
much rather listen to Red and Red alone.
"Right," he says evenly. But then again...when the hell is Wind in a good
mood? It's hard to tell with somebody who looks like >:( this nearly all the
time. Damn Gate and his design specs to hell.
"I would find that satisfactory," he answers for Rock. "We got through that
situation over there because we were lucky, and Red and I happen to share
similar design specs. And Epsilon's abilities. We've also got to get in
contact with Elpizo's people. If Elpizo's working the inside then we got to
use him to our advantage; or he'll use us to his."
Alloy blinks, looking at Sara with mild confusion as to who she is.
Regardless, he handwobbles. "Maybe. I won't put any money on /that/ either."
The hacker gives Riot a hand - he'll hang around to help until RF's medical
corps arrives in force. Assuming they don't strap him down to take care of
/his/ wounds. Scratches, really.
"Yes sir," Storm Owl replies to Prismatic Spider. He sets down the mic and
clicks it off. "Stand down to ready status," he tells Lieutenant Comm Bat.
"All off ship leave for crew is to be canceled. For all we know these fake
Neo Arcadians have their own ways of dealing with airships, and if they come
at us... I want to be ready."
Comm Bat nods and replies, "I wonder if they're cut off from their
own universe as well... or if our version of San Angeles is in /their/
universe..." he thinks for a moment and keeps speculating, "I know that if
we were cut off from our reinforcements, going on the offensive against an
entire version of Earth would not be high on the list of things we'd want to
do."
Storm Owl smiles slightly and replies in a steady tone, "Never
underestimate the idiocy of others."
Ninetails absented himself from the area in the confusion.
You never know; Repliforce might be feeling their oats.
Cinnamon looks chagrined as Rock speaks. Maybe she should have fought right
away. She just didn't want to cause trouble, but now it looks like trouble
has happened anyways. She nods to the given response. Going back to the
Tower to rest sounds like a very good idea.
Sara Steele frowns. Okay -- Sara + Bluegrass Armor = INSTANTLY Recognizable.
Sara - Bluegrass Armor = Who's That Girl? Annoying to say the least. But,
yeah... maybe this time it might just pay off. "If that universe verson of
the Arcadians is supposely the same as our version, Ah think it could work."
Rock pulls a half e-tank out of a leg compartment and starts sipping on it.
"I'm okay, honest, Pris," he insists, between thirsty gulps. "It's just a,
uh, flesh wound. I'll get it looked at back at the Tower before we push back
in there to get our friends back." And when Rock puts on some new armor.
Something that rhymes with Viper.
He looks at Epsilon carefully, studying him. "I don't know. You got pretty
excited back there..."
Elec Man leans worryingly closer to Rock. He will be acknowledged!
"You're the hero of the free world," Epsilon says. "If not me, you need to
nominate /someone/. It is important that we have clear leadership. We have
people trapped in there we need to rescue."
Riot looks over at Sara as well, then over at her armor... something thwere
is disturbingly familiar...
Rock, surreptiously, sends a karate chop at Elec Man's jugular. He keeps
talking to Epsilon all the while. "You're a powerful personality; who can
you listen to? Give me some options."
Rock strikes Elec Man with his Punch attack.
Elec Man falls directly back. This isn't funny! Elec may actually be trying
to help! He topples to the ground, not having a breathing problem but being
intensely uncomfortable. He flails his feet at Rock's shins.
Elec Man misses Rock with his Kick attack.
Epsilon doesn't break character even as Elec Man gets slugged. "Red," says
Epsilon. "We have a similar approach to matters. He was made, fundamentally,
as my replacement."
Wind Crow says, "Just with less hippie."
Prismatic Spider says, "There's something to be said for having a little
hippie."
Rock sidesteps Elec Man casually, and holds up his palm to Epsilon. His eyes
dart at Wind Crow for a minute. "No, I'm sorry. I don't trust Red. He
murdered that Ra Moon Cultist in cold blood, without remorse or warning.
He's a warrior, I'll give him that, but... A loose cannon. What about him?"
Rock's finger slowly pans to Prismatic Spider.
Epsilon glances at Prismatic Spider. "Commander, do you feel up to the task
of leading our missions in this strange world?"
Someone grow a pair of balls or I swear Storm Owl will take over and you
will NOT like that!
Elec Man eventually manages to get to his feet, rubbing his throat and
opening his mouth to say something. All that comes out is "glmf" which isn't
particularly useful. The Alpha stares daggers at Rock.
Munitions Ifrit mumbles in some self monologues.
"< I mean, it's Prismatic or Storm Owl, >" Rush says, randomly, via
barktongue.
Oh, Sara's little old Armor? If you ignore the spikes and claws and the
general design, it does look like, well, the Bluegrass of the old and now
defunct Musica Guard. But.. that maybe just coincidence.
MAYBE.
"And a little less sexy," Sara adds to Prism's and Wind's comments.
Scarface walks towards the group from the battle; he was exhausted.
It's been a long day, what with jumping timelines and space-lines and who
knows what other sorts of lines. Sauntering to join up with the rest of the
group, Scarface takes his place at Epsilon's right hand, arms crossed over
his torso.
Prismatic Spider looks over to Rock. "Well, if you're sure you'll be all
right..."
He then looks down at the finger. "What the hell, Rock." He chuckles,
faceaplming. He considers for a moment, and straightens, his shoulders
firming up as he inhales. He looks between Rock and Epsilon, and nods. "If
you will accept this, then yes, I will take up the leadership position."
Here we go again. Prism nods and gives a little wave to Scarface. "Hello
Scarface. Glad to see you again."
Jet Stingray merely makes his way toward the group, though he doesn't say
anything for the time being, just listening some more with his arm folded a
sign of 'I'm being serious'... That or 'I'm not caring, but I LOOK like I'm
serious', one of the two. He doesn't add anything to the for the time being,
just looking toward people as they speak.
Prismatic Spider totally denies Storm Owl his chance to take over an
alternate universe with his iron-winged tyrrany. DENIED!
"There are..." Rock grins at Scarface. "Other alternatives, too, if you
don't feel comfortable, Pris. Scarface, for example?"
Elsewhere, Storm Owl contemplates heading down to the officer's mess to grab
himself some doughnuts. Mmmmm doughnuts!
Shield Shellfish has confiscated those doughnuts. For security purposes.
"Either choice is acceptable to me," Epsilon says with a nod. "Scarface,
perhaps you and Prismatic can work together to devise a strategy? You both
bring different strengths to the table and are the least objectionable
choices."
Elec Man hhhhnnkkMMPHs. His throat pops back into regular position with an
addition disgusting noise, and he scowls. "AS I WAS GOING TO SAY as soon as
you paid attention to me, DOUCHE, is that unless I get specifically told to
keep away from the whole deal, keep me in the loop on all this crap. It's
interesting. DOUCHE." He rubs at his throat, grimacing. A few moments pass.
"You're a douche."
Wind Crow raises his eyebrows at this turn of events, "It's okay. Mars Alert
is back together. We can advise Prismatic Spider on tactics." Wind says as
he slowly begins to take off.
"I'm heading back to the Fortress V. See you later."
Riot shakes his head a little, and goes back to helping wounded. Though that
armor stays on his mind, he has seen something like it before, in Interpol?
In STARS? And the one name it bring to mind, Jessica Blaksly which is
probably horribly misspelled.
As for the leadership role debate? Riot doesn't take leadership,
unless it's placed on him, and yet that is how he got promoted to Captain in
STARS crazy fast.
Scarface's green eye goes a little wide. "--Me?" he repeats, hesitantly.
"... Really?" Clearing his throat, Scarface stands up a little straighter,
turning his glance to Prismatic Spider. "I'll... do my best, sir, if no one
objects to my doing so."
Prismatic Spider shrugs, and grins. "It's not that I'm not willing to lead,
Rock. It's more that I seem to be a minority in having hoped that we could
have come to a peaceful coexistence with these even more extreme versions of
Neo-Arcadia that we had been dealing with up until now. It's rather
unsettling, to say the least." Prismatic looks to Scarface. "Between you,
Red, Epsilon, and Rock, I am sure we can come up with a solid method of
dealing with this. I am not a warrior. Many of the people on this field now
have many times the experience I do on the battlefield and in tactical
planning sessions. But I do say this: I will do my best to ensure that the
minimum number of lives are lost in any conflict we have."
"Sure, no problem, Elec Man," Rock says, sincerely, while also snapping his
fingers. Rush fetches. "That's okay, Pris. I trust you guys. It's easy to
lose perspective if you thrust yourself into these situations too often." A
father-in-spirits words echo in Rock's mind. Something about grafting the
future of your world. Just the knowledge that an 'X' controls another
dimension has retarded Rock's desire to assert his own will even further.
Epsilon's seen the worst of Sigma already. If he has apprehension, it's
invisible. "The important thing is to retrieve our people and return San
Angeles to normal," he says.
Elec Man grunts and turns to leave, still rubbing his neck. Just before he
goes, though, he suddenly leans in toward Rock for one last go, flicking
right at his left eye. "DONK! And I go!" He attempts to run away as fast as
he can.
Elec Man misses Rock with his Grasp attack.
Prismatic Spider nods. "You're right, of course Epsilon. We'll need to
engage in research into this anomaly and determine how best to handle it, as
well as examine how our presence may be affecting THEIR world. No matter how
we look at it, we shouldn't be meddling with an alternate universe either."
Prismatic considers. "I'll be looking into our previous records on these
kinds of incidents. There were, if I remember correctly, two. There may be
clues we can use there, presuming the transdimensional physics remain the
same."
Scarface keeps his arms crossed, before thinking longer on the issue. "We'll
be in touch, Prismatic Spider. I feel I should do some research on previous,
similar situations, though this time... our places seem reversed.
Then, in order to break the monotony of you poor individuals who have not
seen this great man in so long, I am proud to introduce...
Fatih Mehmet had a lot of trouble getting to San Angeles. There was this
whole thing of the Teleporter Network being down and he had to wait 20
minutes for an airbus. Luckily, Fatih possesses a special sparkling blue
currency or he wouldn't have been able to procure the Motorbike that he's
using to drive up to the scene. Fatih looks a little strange in his combat
armour and stealth cloak with the addition of two large packs strapped to
his back. Strangely enough, it looks like the Fighting Turk is going
camping. Which is, of course, mildly disturbing considering what has
happened here. But oh well, here he is.
Fatih slows down as he approaches the group in general. This whole scene is
more than a little shocking.
"Woah...this is...man," He stops the bike and steps off the bike, taking off
his eldritch mask. "So, yeah. Guess it's time to get this show on the road."
Riot is done here, there are greater things for the leaders to do. Riot
heads on back... strange how this all has got him thinking about entirely
differnt things. - Possibilities, especialy those that weren't taken...
Jet Stingray just hrms and just turns around. "Well, I'll leave you guys to
your conversations," the Stingray begins. "Take care of yourself and all
that, it will likely be at least a day before they will start preparing
their forces, but they will and they will soon I'm sure, either to lock down
their city tighter or to attack here. I'm not at all convinced that Elpizo
won't use this situation to his own advantage." That said, the Marine
Commander just takes up into the skies to head over toward the FV.
Prismatic Spider nods to Scarface. "You're right. This is more the reverse.
But call me anytime, Scarface. I'll be glad to talk anytime." Prismatic
turns to the Fortress. "I'm going to begin geting people back to the
Fortress V. Anyone who is a Hunter or Irregular who wishes to come for
medical or planning purposes may do so." Prismatic begins heading for the
Fortress.
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Message: 16/84 Posted Author
CALIFORNIA DISASTER Thu Nov 02 GNN (Gemma)
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--This is all over the news today. Various networks have their own interesting spin, but GNN's coverage generally looks like this.--
"The space-time anomalies reported by many, around the world, culminated today in a bizzare ritual in the Quake District of San Angeles. The ritual was reportedly begun by a cult that worshipped the Martian computer entity Ra Moon, projecting the symbol of his Eye in to the skies before detonating a device that erupted with an unknown force. The detonation was disrupted by the actions of Maverick Hunters Protoman and Megaman." (Notably, less reputable news sources credit Energize and Daryn Luna with this. However the footage that GNN has for the explosion is rather good, was taken on-scene, and shows Protoman trying to grab a strange glowing device while Daryn has one hand on it.) "However, the shockwave from the event has caused what scientific experts are calling a dimensional rift in the areas in and around San Angeles, California. Attempts to call anyone WITHIN the city from outside are being met with failure, and many fear that the residents of San Angeles are currently trapped in some kind of alternate dimension."
"Those who were within a certain proximity radius of the actual blast seem to have been spared this, being sent to a stable rift that, according to preliminary reports, is in fact, astonishingly enough, a portion of another segment of reality. GNN's own Chest was covering the ritual site and managed to bring back this astonishing footage." (Visible now... a desert, a strange city in the distance... some drone robots that resemble a cyclopean Megaman firing on Epsilon.) "Chest is expected to issue his own statements on the matter when he has recovered from the ordeal."
The camera pans out to show something strange, the entire city of San An, from high above, seems covered in a sort of opaque, glowing, force bubble. "US Military forces are being dispatched to contain the anomalous area, and civilians are discouraged from approaching the rift directly, as long-term effects of exposure to interdimensional instabilities are unknown."
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Message: 10/56 Posted Author
Alternate Neo Arcadia Thu Nov 02 Dr. Weil
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<From the Desk of Dr. Weil>
I will take a small force into the forcefield around San Angeles. We will take monitoring instruments and full battle gear. There is to be peaceful contact unless otherwise ordered. If it is true that these forces can cross to our side, we may have a new potential ally.
This force will leave tomorrow, led by me. If they appear hostile, we will attempt to find what we can about those NA already in the barrier. People who do not comply with my orders will receive ration demerits as necessary.
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Message: 10/57 Posted Author
Elpizo & Co. Thu Nov 02 Sage Harpuia
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<Guardian Signal>
<Text Only>
As you may know, our commander as well as other Neo Arcadian's had crossed into this 'Alternate Neo Arcadia'.
I am not frightened by the sudden appearance of a second Neo Arcadia, but more than interested, as it piqued it quite heavily as they began to talk about a doppleganger of myself. Robot copies of Guardian Phantom, Fairy, Fefnir and myself. I had then heard that Elpizo and other humans were taken into their central city.
Some said they were friendly towards humans, others thought that there may be alternative motives at work.
This is what I want us to find out. If the commander and other humans are in safe, dependable hands. Though I do not imagine our commander being foolish, this is still a subject I wish to be doubly correct upon.
As long as Elpizo is gone, I will take his place. When he returns, I will yield it to him once more, to be second in command.
There is still much to be done.
<Message End>
- Sage Harpuia
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Message: 10/58 Posted Author
Orders Fri Nov 03 Elpizo
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<Incoming transmission from commander Elpizo...>
"Hello! All of us are very okay, we escaped on the Tonatiuh. Please stand down."
"San Angeles has been replaced by a portal to another time and/or place that is, as I've seen, a large desert and a city called Neo Arcadia. It seems to be controlled, at least militarily, by a robot named Copy X and four robotic guardians, along with a large number of drone forces and perhaps some other reploids. Their main motive appears to be the protection of humans from unsavory robot types. They are nigh-fanatical about this goal."
"Frankly I think this is a lovely idea and we have much to gain by forming an alliance with these people. Their leader, Copy X, seemed closed to the idea that he would need any help, but unless they have bizarro-versions of some other people hiding in the wings, they are going to be overwhelmed by Robot Masters, Hunters, Mavericks, and Repliforcers eager to claim a peaceful place in their foolish struggle!"
"We must protect these people, so we can bring them into the true light of Neo Arcadia. A robot ruler is very, very unsafe, no matter how sensible he appears to be. I imagine after Repliforce and the Hunters lead an assault to reclaim prisoners, and the Irregulars blitz in to kill 'reavers', and the Masters and the Mavericks attack simply because they can, they will be eager for a little assistance."
"Please put your prejudices aside for this mission. This is a very rare opportunity for us to swing the pendulum of power towards our side. The mission frequency for the other side of the portal is 1234, but expect other forces to be using it. Listen in. Use tightbeams to communicate with each other on the other side."
"Our other objectives remain the same. We will need more medical supplies for this coming challenge, and we must still deal with the unfortunate Overclock. The Repliforce may not attack our Temple of Shadow this week as they have other things to attend to, but be prepared for anything."
"I've included new frequencies in the usual place. Please update your radios."
<End transmission>
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NEO ARCADIA
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Message: 11/52 Posted Author
Brief Dimensional Travel Report Fri Nov 03 Mach Jentra
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<Text>
Travelled to the alternate universe after Red made a fiasco of a cult bustup. We were involved in a hostage situation with apparently robotic version of the Neo Arcadians. The Hunters and Repliforce made a royal mess of that too. Escaped. Awaiting orders.
Jentra
<Maverick Logo>
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Message: 12/117 Posted Author
Alternate Reality Fri Nov 03 Blues
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Data Burst from Alternate World.
Text.
Just a run down on what I saw and heard when I grabbed the device and attempted to teleport it into orbit to keep it from doing whatever the hell it was intended to do.
As I teleported with it and Daryn in tow, we got sucked into a void. Beside feeling like my systems were frozen solid, I felt like I was getting pulled apart... torn apart in every part of my body.
I know it sounds crazy but I swear I saw some type of hand grab me and toss me out of the void. Of course, it wasn't back to our world but instead to this Arcadian Hell World we ended up on.
Once there I set my systems to record everything and heard our friend, Mister Famous...
*HellWorld.mp3 attached:*
A disembodied voice speaks from somewhere between the worlds, hazy and unclear. It's a man's voice.
"This is the best I could do on short notice," he says. "I've lost the signal to go back. It's going to take time. You guys are going to have to find your way back on your own."
The voice breaks up, the distortion getting worse. "I have to keep the field stable. Don't set off more nuclear werapons here for God's sa...--"
The voice disappears in a rumble of dimensional distortion.
*End attachment.*
Blues.
End Text.
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Message: 12/118 Posted Author
Other Dimensional Rescue Fri Nov 03 Rock
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< X. >
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We conferred. Prismatic Spider and Scarface are going to take point on rescue operations in the new dimension. I promised that Hunters would, when it comes down to organizing affairs and the mission into that territory, bow to their rule as the tops of the impromptu Chain of Command. Please, we need to all be on the same page or else people could get hurt.
--Rock
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Message: 13/47 Posted Author
AAR: San Angeles Cultists Thu Nov 02 Shield Shellfish
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First Lieutenant Shield Shellfish
Bodyguard, Infantry Corps
Thu Nov 02 21:39:53 2219 EST
Text only.
You all saw the news. There was a group of cultists that unveiled some kind of energy device. This was the anticipated event that's been causeing all these time shakeups. The area is being secured. NO ONE, and let me say that again in case some of you have thick hulls, NO ONE IS TO GET ANYWHERE NEAR THE SOURCE. Keep the perimeter on constant surveillance, and Gate help you if I catch any of you throwing s*** into this thing to see what happens. It seems to have stabilized for the moment and by Gate it will STAY THAT WAY.
The following Repliforce/STARS units are MIA: Enforcer Malamute, Munitions Ifrit, Jet Stingray, Red, Prismatic Spider. Anyone on-scene has disappeared.
Standing orders: hold the perimeter and confer with the Hunters and other intel units to find out what the hell is going on. Remain vigilant.
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Message: 13/48 Posted Author
Relocation to San Ang Fri Nov 03 Storm Owl
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In light of the new situation at San Angeles, the Fortress V has been relocated to the vicinity. I have arranged for the deployment of troops to further fortify the area around it, continuing Lt. Shellfish's initial work to secure the area.
We arrived as members from our own universe reappeared. Following them was Harpuia. With the assistance from the Hunter robobird Beat, Wind Crow, and several other fliers, Harpuia was chased back through the portal.
All crew-leave is canceled. The ship shall remain on ready status until I give the order otherwise. Sickbay is also expected to be ready to treat allied soldiers.
Commander Storm Owl, Commanding Fortress V,
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Message: 14/56 Posted Author
<no subject> Thu Nov 02 Elec Man
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<Elec has hurriedly come to the monitor in his room to record>
"Templar Fefnir's new name is Chunk! Inscribe this on your souls!"
<It shuts off. Not even proper spinny bracketing.>
AND LO! Over the horizon!
THE MASK LOOOOOOOMS!
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Message: 14/57 Posted Author
Kni.. Paladin Man's San An experie Fri Nov 03 Knight Man
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*Spinny, No Spinny*
<Knight Man Reports from his torture chamber, the lanterns dimmed and torches exstinquished>
"I twas there at that fateful hour, pushing myself through the throing of maddened peasent to seek out and smite their heathen leader in the name of Lord Wily!" claims the shadowed figure, a gleam showing here and there upon his polished armor, "Then.. I doth nay know what occured but I shut down only to reawaken in a world of desolation, I thought mine brothers hath finaly succeeded in destroying the continent only to find mine self sorely disappointed. Instead I was lost in some strange hell where there tis not but nubile Megamen wearing thongs and winking at me with a single, cyclopean eye. I did battle bravely<Not at all> but after slaying many a score of them I was forced to retreat, that tis all that I hath to report."
That's it, no mas.
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Message: 14/58 Posted Author
Alternate Reality and You Fri Nov 03 Bass
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Daryn, Elec Man, Fire Man, I want a report as soon as you're back and you get this message.
I plan on leading an expidition to this place personally sometime this weekend. Until then, I would advise not going in. I doubt it is a pleasant place.
If the same holds true to this one as to the other encounters with parallel dimensions, there will be a Mega Man there. I will fight him. There is no other path.
We will use this dimension as we use ours. The undeserving will suffer as we take what rightfully belongs to us.
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