<Global News Network> " This is a special GNN Report! The Robot Masters have invaded the Turkish Capital Building, demanding sovereignty over the nation, under claim of a righteous Thanksgiving Crusade for the largest Turkey in existance. Apparently, they don't care whether or not this turkey is a bird or a country. " Paper Shuffling, " In other news, Storm Owl and his Anti-Thanksgiving Protests were broken up today by a group of hungry reploids carrying bowls of gravy and stuffing. The Repliforce Avian is said to be at large, for his own safety...."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "What in blazes..."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "..Sir?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Colonel sighs long-sufferingly. "Stop them."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Aye sir. On route."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "As you command, Colonel."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man coughs indignantly.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "Don't puns of this magnitude violate Geneva convention?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Krieger Wolf transmits, "You'd think so."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Shade Man transmits, "Perhaps. And yet somehow I don't think they mind."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Since WHEN do we care?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "Point made."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man ahems. "FOR THE GLORY OF WILY!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Blizzard Man transmits, "I brooght lots of gravy!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man pulls a string. Wily Cackle. 'MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA'

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "The potatoes are ready. The stuffing has been prepared. Let the slaughter begin!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] King transmits, "*sigh*"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Colonel transmits, "Your culinary crusade will be fioled, Pharaoh Man."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Krieger Wolf hms, and transmits the sound of a pistol being cocked. "Such a perfect night...."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "I'm tempted to come watch this spectactle."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "We will triumph, in the name of poultry goodness!"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Bored with your boytoy already?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "You assume I had one to begin with. But yes, you are boring."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "We didn't mean US."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan chuckles.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "We aren't boring and you know it."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "Well, you are something of a one-trick pony, love. Or two-trick pony."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Shade Man transmits, "The last time I asked about this I was sworn at in a language I believe to be russian. I can only assume there were... complications."

 

Turkey

 

        Istanbul (not Constantinople) is the center of Turkish culture, just as it has been since the days of the Roman Empire. Controlling the only entrance to the Black Sea, it is a thriving seaport and trading center. Miles to the east, across the small gap between Europe and Asia, sits Ankara, the smaller capital of Turkey, along the Tuz River. Much of the nation is in the middle-range of the world, being neither poor nor rich, save for the great city of Istanbul itself. A jewel able to stand against such cities as Paris or Berlin without flinching, it is the most modern and prosperous city in the region - one much go as far as Cairo to find competition for it's greatness.

 

[Stealthed] Stealth Transport [RM]

 

Submerge <D> leads to Underneath Mediterranean Sea.

Sea <BS> leads to Black Sea.

Southwest <SW> leads to Mediterranean Sea.

Northwest <NW> leads to Balkan Peninsula.

South <S> leads to Syria.

North <N> leads to Caucausus Mountains.

Up <U> leads to Sky Above Middle East.

 

============================ Players in your Area ============================

Name                Alias   Siz Idl Short Description

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Dust Man            Dusty   3    2s

Charge Man          Thomas  5   13s

Blizzard Man        Blizz   4   49s RM snowman w/limbs, orange hat, ski gear

Cloud Man           Cloud   4    5m

Storm Owl           Butterba5    0s Orange/red/green. Large wings. Big belly

King                k       6   11s Android Monarch with REALLY big axe.

Blaster Saurian     Blaster 6    8s Red, Gold, Aquamarine, Scaled, Armed

Hi-Max              Hi      6   18s

Krieger Wolf        Krieg   5   33s

Hailstorm Eagle     Icy     5   22s 9' ice-blue eagleform

Pharaoh Man         ra      3    1s Mummy Man!

========================== Tue Nov 23 21:16:18 2004 ==========================

 

Pharaoh Man floats above the capital building, as his brethren begin to clean it out of those silly 'officials'. The Robot Masters are in charge, now. Wily will have the biggest Turkey possible for Thanksgiving...but stuffing it is going to be so awkward.

 

        Unlike most of the Robot Masters that are present Cloud Man has taken a different approach to the situation itself. Instead of assisting in clearing out people, bossing them around and perhaps proving crude and even rude, the leg-less Android merely chose to hover about thirty feet in the air outside of the building, watching with arms crossed before his chest. The clouds off to the west, being slowly pushed by winds to the city itself, looked dark and appeared to be of the Cumulus type, bringing with them the potential for severe thunderstorms. As it stands, there is merely a slight breeze, that is slowly picking up in velocity as the seconds slip by, and mostly no clouds currently above the Capital Building.

 

Dust Man is here! In full battle gear! That's right! He wears a belt over his chest equipped with a toilet brush, lemon cleanser, steel wool, and a bar of soap. Slung over his back is a mop and a broom, and around his waist is a set of towels. He lifts up his hands. "Today is a great day... A GREAT DAY TO LYE!!" And with that, he marches forward with his platoon of metools, nerping in formation!

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Rules of engagement: Our primary objective is to drive the enemy force from the area with a minimum of bystander casualties. Our secondary objective is to avoid sustaining an excess of damage. Our tertiary objective is to annihilate as many targets as possible."

 

Blizzard Man's here for the ride, and this time he means business! Really!

            If it weren't for that big vat of gravy, they wouldn't have had as easy a time as breaking that front door down. Nonetheless, Blizzard Man still misses the complete point of the raid. He's pretty sure he's seen many grocery stores along the way that'd carry big, big turkeys. He continues contemplating this as he chases a couple of officials out through a maze of holes and gaps he's already made throughout their building.

            But what he's really doing is asking them where he should put the gravy.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle transmits, "Confirmed, Major."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Aye sir."

 

         Meanwhile, Charge Man appears to be having the time of his life. He rushes in past some of the other Masters, pumping his arms in a circular motion as his wheels scrape against the ground. Smoke pours out from the stack on his head, and he smashes through various stalls and other puny structures like a knife through butter. Mmm, butter. Oh, yeah. He's smashing stuff. That's pretty much it.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Hi-Max transmits, "Understood sir."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Jet Stingray transmits, "Jet Stingray reporting. If you need me, just let me know."

 

King is here. Against his better judgement, he is indeed here. But he will in no way have anything to do with the frackas taking place down below him at the moment. With large, thick arms crossed over his armored chest, the regal Robot Master stands on the top of the Master's stealth ship, currently looking down at the chaos that plays below him....having nothing to do with it. So why would he haul himself out for something so childish as this?

            He's just here to keep an eye on these yahoos.

 

        Called to the scene, Hailstorm had assumed battle mode, rifle powering up, internal capacitors on full reserve, cryogenerator working at full capacity. She'd need all the lack of kelvins she could get.

        See that, Cloud? Up in those dark skies of his, there was a brightly shining speck, and it was descending... fast.

 

Fairy Leviathan arrives from the Mediterranean Sea.

Fairy Leviathan has arrived.

 

Pharaoh Man cackles madly as the drone forces begin to rapidly overtake the Turkish Military. I mean, c'mon. It's the /Turkish/ military. Not exactly a formidable foe. " Onwards, onwards my brothers! For Wily! For Glory! "

            " FOR YAMS! "

 

Storm Owl knows the date. He knows the joke. It is all irrelevant to him. The Robot Masters are threatening a population that, if harmed without a Repliforce response, would jeopardize the Force's reputation. That innocents are in danger and will be suffering is of a minor concern, but he does not mention that. As the golden-orange Commander of the Fortress V Battlestation careens through the sky at a mind-numbing speed alongside Hailstorm Eagle, he issues out his orders over the broadband. For our Robot Master friends, the message reads: 'Rules of engagement: Our primary objective is to drive the enemy force from the area with a minimum of bystander casualties. Our secondary objective is to avoid sustaining an excess of damage. Our tertiary objective is to annihilate as many targets as possible.' As each Repliforce officer reports compliance with this order, the war bird peers down at the city of Istanbul far below. His ultra-keen eyesight can spot Pharaoh Man above the capital building despite the great distance. Figures he would be responsible for this sortie. One of the few Robot Masters capable of making plans, regardless of how illogical the objectives may be. Cloud Man is also spotted. Mentally, the owl updates his personal enemy Intel on Cloud Man, shifting his status from Reserve to Active. Will we be up for a battle of the winds? Dust Man and Blizzard Man are of little concern. Charge Man will pose a problem, no doubt. King... ah, well, this just got more interesting. Without warning, Storm Owl suddenly drops alongside Hailstorm, keeping in formation with her for now.

 

King sighs again, his optics trailing off to one side, as if it's painful to even watch at this point.

 

        "Seems to be brewing up as was to be expected," Cloud Man said to Pharaoh Man, nodding his little head in the direction of the oncoming clouds. "I'm hoping, however, that there isn't a sudden alteration in the temperatures that causes it to dissipate in such a manner that it was a wasted effort. Though I doubt that, seeing as it would require a widespread temperature change in this area, which is something that requires time or at least planning to pull off adequately...and that isn't a meteorological event is it?" Cloud Man asked, as he uncrossed his arms and pointed up toward the oncoming specks that were none other than Hailstorm and Storm Owl.

 

Why is it everyone in the RF seems to be able to fly BESIDES Blaster? Its just like the night before, making his way to the scene on foot. Granted last night wasn't going to a hotspot... but still, its annoying! Seeing the capitol building as he slips free of a nearby transporter hub, the saurian brings weapons online and charges the weapons he has with him.

 

        Somewhere off in the distance, atop a high point where she can see the insanity, is a lone Neo Arcadian.

        She figures if she has to take her 'pet' walkies, this is as good a spot as any.

        If by 'pet' you mean GIANT FRICKING WHITE PYTHON. Anyways. She picks up the oil-lenses and peers through them at the milling combatants.

 

        <I see... Cloud Man, Pharaoh Man, Dust Man, Charge Man, Blizzard Man, and they've got.. Turkey's not going to stand a chance if we don't hold them off, that's a lot of mets. There's King, too...>

        Hailstorm radioed this over the tactical network, keeping the dive, and keeping in a tight formation. A separate radio was sent to Storm Owl directly... being so close, it was easy to do.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle transmits, "I see... Cloud Man, Pharaoh Man, Dust Man, Charge Man, Blizzard Man, and they've got.. Turkey's not going to stand a chance if we don't hold them off, that's a lot of mets. There's King, too..."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf begins to laugh ominously.

 

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Hailstorm Eagle says, "Any particular orders Major?"

 

Blizzard Man soon comes to rest in front of his giant vat of gravy, the likes of which serves from half-decent cover from any potential return fire... not that he /realizes/ this, but it gives him time to take a small breather as he peers up into the skies.

            Hailstorm. Storm. Others. It's Repliforce knockin' on the door again, and boy, he's excited at this. No, not because there's anything in particular he /likes/ about them. Not at all. By all means, he should be hating them, cursing their existence! Wishing they'd go away by the power of Wily! This isn't so, for it is Blizzard Man.

            His eyes look towards Storm Owl, whom is closing the distance rapidly enough to the point he can tell it's him. One thought echoes throughout his mind, the one thought he'll make into inspiration to achieve his goal to make this an awesome Thanksgiving.

            He's found their pumpkin for the pie.

            ...

            ...What?

 

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Hailstorm Eagle: You say, "Deal with Cloud Man, Hailstorm. Ensure that his weather control does not jeopardize the mission."

 

It seems that the Robot Masters are up to their old tricks again, being idiots. When idiots arise, Repliforce usually comes to educate the masses; it's no different this night. Flying in with arms crossed, Hi-Max trails behind the main group; he's not too pleased with the Masters' actions and he's intent on teaching them a lesson one way or the other, oh yeah.

 

         Charge Man keeps it up, going about and bashing in whatever he sees.. breaking windows, crushing walls.. until he stops, and skids to a halt with sparks flying from his feet. He tilts his head to look up at the cloudy sky, narrowing his eyes some to see whatever's up there. However, Cloud and Pharaoh will handle that. The android continues on his way over to the capitol to assist, but not before getting distracted again by the Repliforcers. He growls at their presence, but nothing more than that. So much to destroy, so little time!

 

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Hailstorm Eagle says, "Confirmed!"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf transmits, "I'm going hunting. This should be fun."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Blizzard Man transmits, "'Ey! Did any of yoo know that they build flying pumpkins these days? I never woold've thooght, eh?"

 

Continuing along, mostly jogging toward the building, the sounds of the destruction caused by Chare are easily picked up on. Turning toward the source of the sound, Blaster continues to jog, unholstering his sidearm as he goes, "Right, a wrecking ball around here isn't welcome..." he muses to himself.

 

Pharaoh Man floats quietly, watching as the 'resistance' arrives. " Ugh. Pesky, pesky Repliforce. /Must/ they be such a thorn in our sides? " He turns to Cloud Man, " Kill them. All of them. I want their bodies presented along with this nation to Amun-Wily. " A glance skywards, " And whomever brings me the head of Storm Owl will get an extra slice of PIE! "

 

King's gaze inevitably shifts upwards as he spots the movement from the skies, then downwards once more, noting the more groundbound form(s) approaching as well. He tilts his head slightly to speak briefly into his comlink, before shifting his stance just slightly, widening the placement of his feet on the rooftop of the hovering transport, even as the wind, kicked up by Cloud Man's actions, sets the Monarch's cape to fluttering steadily. His right hand clenches then, as the air phases with a bright light, bringing his royal axe into existence in his grip. He still dosen't move, setting the haft of the magnificent weapon to resting on the ground...but he stands there prepared all the same.

 

        "Pie? An interesting proposal, Pharaoh," Cloud Man said, even as he turned his gaze toward the dark clouds that were entering into the city outskirts. A multitude of bright flashes filled the sky, some of them streaks of lightning stretching across the heavens in the spider-style, while others merely struck down toward the ground. Cloud Man lifted his hands up to his ears, even as he spoke to the others. "I recommend covering your ears."

 

Dust Man pulls a toilet brush from his belt and points it forward. "Go forward my friends! For today will be our glory. TODAY IS A GOOD DAY FOR PIE!" Yes, I had to run that into the ground. Okay. Anyways. The Met tools fan out. And there's a variety. Some of them suddenly sprout propellors and begin to fly into the air, shooting energy shots into the fleeing crowds. Others hop and weave and spin into the crowds, firing around shots. And even others begin to dive into the water ways. And Dust Man begins to laugh like a mad man.

 

Cloud Man strikes you with a glancing hit from his Thunderclap attack for 5 units of damage.

Cloud Man strikes Hailstorm Eagle with his Thunderclap attack.

 

Meanwhile, as the battle begins in earnest, a random Metool suddenly sends a tightbeam to Pharaoh. <INTRUDER IN SECT---> Then the transmission abruptly cuts off, moments before the retort of a gun being fired can be heard. The transmission came from the exact opposite end of town that the Repliforce is coming from...strange, huh?

 

Fairy Leviathan activates her stealth mode.

 

Pharaoh Man turns suddenly in midair, raising an optic ridge, " Curiouser, curiouser..." he murmers, facing the exact opposite side of town from Repliforce's advancement point. " Deal with these pests. I'm going to look into something...." He then begins to rapidly blink towards the source of the tightbeam...

 

Storm Owl's sensors confirm what Hailstorm reports. The war bird thinks back to the invasion of the Delta Sphere, where King and Hi-Max went on an epic rumble throughout the battlefield, causing the super soldier to win Storm Owl's respect as a combatant. One wonders just how a rematch would play out. But no matter, Storm Owl has other things to worry about right now. Ignoring Blizzard Man's taunts (on purpose or otherwise) on the global broadband like only a mech with exceptional emotional control can, the owl takes up an aerial position about fifty feet up into the air, planning to use his distance weaponry to his advantage. He can feel Blizzard Man's eyes staring at him with Robot Master hatred (an expert into emotions Storm Owl is not, lets remember), and shakes his head at his foe's emotional folly. The war bird drones in a loud voice, "Sons of Wily, your antics are not welcome here, and it is our objective to remove you by force. Repliforce, you may fire at will."

        As that will serve as all the warning Storm Owl plans to give (none of this 'pleeeeeaaaase surrender?' nonsense), the war bird swoops up higher, suddenly being rocked by a loud *KRA-KOW* of thunder ringing in his ears. He glances in Cloud Man's direction, but knows Hailstorm should be able to sort out that mech, arming his twin wing mounted wind generators. Taking brief aim with one of his fists, Storm Owl attempts to blast Blizzard Man into the ground with a concussive wind burst.

 

You strike Blizzard Man with a minor hit from your Wind Blast attack.

 

        *BOOOM!* Hailstorm's audials nearly exploded at that. Temporarily destabilized in her flight pattern, she dropped like a rock... As she fell, though, her beak opened a tiny crack, a loud skree punctuating her coming into range, a sort of shockwave appearing around her beaktip... a really shiny one.

        At almost the last moment, she pulled out of a collision course with the Robot Master forces - and the shockwave, which had grown quitte a bit, became discernible and identifiable.

        Snow. Lots and lots of snow.

 

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Charge Man with her Let It Snow attack.

Charge Man is temporarily disoriented by Hailstorm Eagle's Let It Snow attack.

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Cloud Man with her Let It Snow attack.

Cloud Man is temporarily disoriented by Hailstorm Eagle's Let It Snow attack.

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Pharaoh Man with her Let It Snow attack.

Pharaoh Man is temporarily disoriented by Hailstorm Eagle's Let It Snow attack.

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Dust Man with her Let It Snow attack.

Dust Man is temporarily disoriented by Hailstorm Eagle's Let It Snow attack.

 

Pharaoh Man blinks in just at the location of the fallen Metool...only to be buried. In Snow.

 

         Charge hears the sound of feet over the other noise, ignoring the battle raging on above the skies. He turns to investigate this, to see the strange reptilian reploid heading near him. Giving a smirk, he says, "Finally.. something more fun!" Well, at least until he's covered in a PILE OF SNOW. That was rather unexpected.

 

Dust Man is /snowed!/ NOOOO! And all the mettools! They begin to shudder, some falling to the ground, others buried in the snow.. they begin to pry themselves out, Dust Man trying to suck in the snow around him.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Damnation, Cloud Man, you said the weather was at our beck and call!"

 

        Cloud Man failed to hear most of what Pharaoh Man was saying, not to mention the noises of anything else, as he lowered his hands away from his audio-receiving equipment and looked up at the dark clouds. However, while he was plotting out his next course of action something hit him, a seemingly strange event in comparison to the temperature, and down he spiraled to the ground, his cloud-covered bottom cracking against the Earth and leaving him temporarily disoriented by the snow-based assault.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Cloud Man transmits, "That wasn't a natural event."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan transmits, "That's 'beckon call'."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Really, you think!?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man transmits, "Hey.... I can make snow angels."

 

Eventually, a goodly distance away from the front lines, Pharaoh finds the Met who transmitted the distress call. A hole has been drilled right between its eyes, rather neatly killing it in one shot. Oddly enough, there are more mechaniroids nearby, albeit more bloodily done-in. The new-fallen snow that blankets Ra is /almost/ enough to conceal several eviscerated Joes, some of which are the mummy-type that he himself uses. Closer inspection reveals that each one has also been shot, perhaps before the mutilation. And the trail of deactivated robots is leading further off, into an abandoned warehouse. How droll.

 

Blizzard Man's eyes follow Storm Owl for a while as he draws closer, his processes mostly fantasizing about Storm Pumpk-- er, Owl after he's made into pie. Maybe he could carve Wily's face into it? He didn't get to do that for Halloween, so why not?

            Here's why not - an unseen gust of wind knocks Blizzard Man flat on his back, sending his hat into the vat. If Charge Man's watching, he should clearly remember what happens when you do that. This isn't about him, though. Not yet.

            Blizzard Man quickly thrusts himself back on his skis and looks to both sides with a hurried look to him, but it's only safe to assume. It's not easy to get a read on his face because it's so inexpressive. Things become clearer when he leans back and stares into the sky again, both shoulders opening up.

            "HOSER~~~!!"

            Two snowballs, coming straight for Storm Owl's pumpkin patch. (Worst groin reference ever?)

 

Blizzard Man strikes you with a minor hit from his Snowball Cannon attack for 8 units of damage.

 

Blaster Saurian blinks. Snow? Here? He didn't know Hail could crank out the powder that quickly, but hey, that's pretty neat that she can. Eyeing the stuck master, the saurian smirks a bit, "And here I thought trains could plow through snow..."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] GNN Manager Chest transmits, "I love it when you boys use the broadband for your inter-faction messages. Really, it's great."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Jonathan Moriarty transmits, "You should be careful, they might use GNN for the garnish on their Thanksgiving dinner."

 

Pharaoh Man snarls aloud, before the snow about him is melted in a flash of heat, " Meddling reploids! " he shouts in rage, examining the trail of destruction. " Nnn. " He begins to follow via hover, looking for the perpatrator. " Someone will pay dearly for this..."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Fairy Leviathan snickers.

 

        As the snow fell, Hailstorm had pulled up to observe the effects, and truth be told, even -she- was impressed. "Whoa..." Still falling a bit, she pulled back into her dive, aiming to come down with a heavy foot-talon landing on Cloud's head while he was down. She was -so- going to feel this in the morning, but so would he.. she hoped.

 

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Cloud Man with her Ram attack.

 

King indeed seems to display the advantage of being high above it all at the moment, as the snow rains down on those below, and he remains up and out of the radius. All the better for it really, his hand shifting slightly on his axe to moving it out to one side, as if he were very well guiding the aircraft beneath him into banking to one side. Indeed, within, a Joe pilots the large ship according to how the Monarch directs it, allowing the craft to serve as something of an aerial platform for the Royal Android. "Curious." Is about all he comments as he urges his 'ride' to soar a bit lower over the battlefield, surveying what is taking place.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Colonel transmits, "..."

 

It seems like this encounter between the forces of good and the forces of evil might go down in history in part to the wacky weather going on. First there was thunder, then there was snow, he could create lightning to add to all the craziness going on but instead Hi-Max lands on the ground. It's time for him to find himself an opponent, someone to utterly dominate and humiliate, "Alright, which one of you turkeys wants me to kick the stuffing out of you?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man transmits, "...Heeeeeeey. I have an idea."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man transmits, "Let's take over GNN."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Let's discuss it over the chat network where everyone can hear it, too."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] King transmits, "Dust Man."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] King transmits, "Be quiet."

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Dust Man transmits, "Aww."

 

         For a moment or so the pile of snow surrounding Charge remains still.. but what's this? It begins to shake tremendously, some of it spattering out in different directions. Then the Epsilon bursts out of the snow with a great blast of steam, also giving out his trademark loud, low-pitched whistle. He shakes whatever snow is left on his head off, looking quite silly in the process. But he's completely serious, and faces his new foe - Blaster Saurian.

 

        Resting for a bit, recovering from the icy assault, Cloud Man was jarred back to awareness when something crashed into the pointy hat on the top of his head. Over he tipped, his arms flailing about while he attempted to kick his legs...although he didn't have any so that was even more futile than some would ever believe. However, after a few moments Cloud Man lifted up, the cloud returning about his lower body, and his one hand pointing out toward Hailstorm.

        "The weather itself does not care for your attitude, you should have been nicer and not attacked us in such a disgusting manner!" Cloud Man exclaimed, forgoing the fact that he brewed a storm which in turn generated a good deal of thunder only a short while ago. However, with one raising of an arm and lowering the area about Cloud Man seemed to warp, the noise of rain hitting the ground echoing about. The downpour was unleashed, for the dark clouds had finally settled fully over the Capitol Building.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Blizzard Man is delivering an uncharacteristic amount of curse strings over the global radio.

 

Cloud Man misses Hailstorm Eagle with his Rainstorm attack.

 

Storm Owl arches a Spock eyebrow as the snow comes down from the heavens, swamping just about anybody down on the ground. "Impressive," he notes more to himself than to anybody else. Thank goodness for Repliforce air superiority. And to think it was just a few months ago that Storm Owl had concluded that Hailstorm was a worthless, mentally unbalanced and overly emotional addition to Repliforce that should be purged at the first opportunity. Good thing he decided to observe some more before taking any serious action.

        The war bird watches Blizzard Man as he makes his way through the blizzard. Focused heavily on the Robot Master Canuck, Storm Owl is unaware of a certain other Repliforcer making a more discreet entrance elsewhere. The two snowballs fly through the air, and given the sudden change of atmosphere, Storm Owl has no chance to avoid the snowballs (have you ever tried dodging a snowball in a blizzard thrown by Blizzard?). Shielding himself with one of his well-armoured wings, the balls splatter across the golden metal, ripping into it and revealing wires within. As he's uncertain whether 'Hoser' is meant to be a grave insult or not, Storm Owl puts away his disdain for fighting someone as simple as Blizzard Man. In a blur, the owl dives downwards, talons outstretched as he blazes through the cold air, dive-bombing down upon the mech in order to slash at him mercilessly, and then rise back up to where it's safer. Storm Owl does his best to stay out of King's, and anyone else who might be flying, way.

 

You strike Blizzard Man with a solid hit from your Divebomb attack.

 

And lo. The clouds parted. The sun began to shine down on Dust Man, heating him.. And the metools began to nerp in unison, singing a little. Hi-Max. The Heavens have answered.

 

The trail of destruction continues on into the warehouse, only getting more and more vicious-looking as time goes on. Finally, though, in a large storage room towards the back of the building, it seems to end. A decapitated Joe twitches spasmodically, it's energy core still feeding power to its mangled body even as it receives no control signals. Finally, though, the poor robot keels over and comes to a sputtering halt right at Pharaoh's feet.

            "Hello," a voice calls out from behind Ra, oddly chipper in spite of the carnage. Where? Try looking up, where Krieger Wolf stands /on the ceiling/ somehow. "I was starting to wonder if you would come," he continues, slowly hovering away from the ceiling while rotating around to land on the ground feet-first. "Did you enjoy my message? I'm sorry that I began to slack off towards the end....had to work fast, you know." The wolf holds up his hand as if pantomiming aiming a gun...and then the pistol flies from his hip and up into his grasp. "Shall we...?"

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "...Is everyone is Cyberspace jerks save Iris and a few other people?"

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Probably. Sorry sir, but....*click*"

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Colonel transmits, "I do not know. I have not beenthere."

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Iris transmits, "What happened, Jet?"

 

        Landing and getting sent HARD to a crouch, Hailstorm rolled forward, flicking her tailfeathers back down from where they'd gotten thrown up by the wind flow. That was a nasty draft. Wincing as her leg servos strain and spark, she stood up to face him, and just shook her head at his speech--

        Then came rain. OH GOD IN HEAVEN NOT RAIN! With a nervous screech, her wings remain out, the bird flipping into a sort of pirouette to keep the rain away from her... maybe it would keep Cloud off balance, all the new winds everywhere.

 

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Cloud Man with her Wild Ride attack.

 

Cloud Man is temporarily disoriented by Hailstorm Eagle's Wild Ride attack.

 

Pharaoh Man doesn't even stop to banter as he hears Krieger Wolf. " We shall. " he intones, spinning around to face the Repliforcer. Pulling forth a khopesh from a subspace pocket, a slight moments concentration causes it to ignite in a sheath of flame. One blink later, the Master is before Krieger Wolf, lashing out viciously at the lupinal mechanoid...

 

Pharaoh Man strikes Krieger Wolf with his Khopesh Brand attack.

 

Storm Owl's tremendous speed is a superior foe against Blizzard Man's ability to react against something coming at him at that speed, and his dive bomb is met with success, knocking Blizzard Man /into/ the vat this time, a chunk of armor ripped away by the talons. Normally, this would be the end of the battle before it began, but there's one factor to consider.

            The gravy!

            Blizzard Man didn't exactly land in the vat. Rather, he landed on the edge of it before falling inside, causing the whole of it to flip forward. Butterball came expecting to have to weather bunch of insults involving him being turkey dinner, but at this very point in time, he's about to receive the moral defeat as the gravy pours out onto him and the streets - whether or not he'd go back to safety in time, it'd be a long shot!

            But thankfully for the rest, it wouldn't have spread far enough to potentially disrupt their ground games.

 

Blizzard Man changes into his Snowball armor.

 

Blizzard Man misses you with his Slippery Puddle attack.

 

Indeed the heavens have answered, for it seems that Hi-Max has the biggest turkey of them all; Dust Man. Raising a brow he stares at the smaller Robot Master, "Now you have two options Dirt Man is it?" He still doesn't know all of their names, and with good reason, he spent the better part of a year underneath a tarp instead of reading up on every individual Robot Master. "Option number one, you can surrender, or option number two, you're going back home in a doggy bag."

 

Blaster Saurian grins at Charge, "That's better. Care to dance, hmm?"

 

        The rain fell, the water itself saturing the ground quickly due to the pure ferocity of the downpour itself, yet it failed to hit Hailstorm. The Repliforce member appeared to easily divert most of the water away, blasts of wind smacking into Cloud Man and sending him back to the ground, his hands reaching up to the sky. "What in the world was that?!" Cloud Man exclaimed, confused by how some sort of wind could magically appear like that and tilt him over.

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "Talking with the guy that you fought in the Battle and Chase. Looks like Bass in Cyberspace, forgot his real name."

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Iris transmits, "Oh, him! I don't know who that is, but he's really powerful."

 

Dust Man hmphs. "It's Dust Man!" The Metools around him begin to flutter and nerp and shoot and kill and nerp and maim and nerp and spin and hop and nerp and nerp. They fan out while Dust Man pulls the broom and the mop from his back, holding them in an awkward two weapon fighting style(he didn't take the feat). "I will have to take option four! The one where you go home in an amount of pieces that is more than ONE!" And with that.. he begins to run at Hi Max, spinning the cleaning tools madly.

 

Dust Man strikes Hi-Max with his Broomplay attack.

 

        Coming down from her pirouette as the rainstorm faded (along with her snow, it was too hot for snow to remain for very long), Hailstorm fell into a crouch, breathing heavily. That was a close call. Too close.... While Cloud tried to get back up, she drew her rifle, lifting it to her shoulder and taking a shot at him, keeping her wings unfolded.

 

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Cloud Man with her Plasma Rifle attack.

 

Storm Owl is only paying attention enough of where he's knocking Blizzard Man to ensure that he doesn't smash him into something that could cause a lot of destruction or property damage. A giant vat of gravy is, evidently, considered neither important property or something that could cause a lot of destruction. Thankfully, the avian's speed is more than enough to prove him right, as he successfully manages to swoop up after striking Blizzard, as planned, high into the sky, thereby avoiding the spilling gravy. Sure there's now gravy all over the streets, but Storm Owl has avoided turning a certain joke into a much larger one. "You cannot be serious," Storm Owl mutters to Blizzard. Still high into the air, the master of the skies sends another blast of air towards Blizzard Man, hoping to smash him back into the ground and into his own gravy puddle.

 

You strike Blizzard Man with a glancing hit from your Generic Ranged attack.

 

Krieger Wolf grits his teeth as the blade bites deep into his frame, leaving melted armor and internals in its wake. Owch. Strangely enough, when the wolf turns around to face Ra, he's grinning broadly. "You didn't like it? That's a shame." One of the cannons on his shoulders flips around to point directly in the Pharaoh's direction. "Oh well, I guess you'll just have to leave then. Goodbye." This is followed by the 'phunf!' of compressed air, and then a grenade comes flying out! Uh-oh.

 

Krieger Wolf strikes Pharaoh Man with his Grenade Launcher attack.

 

Pharaoh Man blinks his optics in surprise as he's face with the cannon, and a sudden burst of air...before a fun little explosion sends him flying. A black trail of smoke follows his form as it falls back groundwards, slamming into the pavement. " Unnn....insolent little..." Picking himself up, his armcannon forms, firing off a burst of explosive sand at the Repliforcer...

 

Pharaoh Man misses Krieger Wolf with his Sand Burst attack.

 

         Charge Man doesn't look too amused about the situation, staring ahead as the reploid issues his challenge. It's on, all right. Leaning forward, the Master begins with a quick dash, his feet plowing all the rapidly melting snow away into opposite directions, as well as any debris in his way. While he runs, a low chung-chung noise is heard, and once close enough to his foe, he swings his foot which leaves behind it an arc of bright sparks. He never was really good at dancing.

 

Charge Man strikes Blaster Saurian with his Charge Kick attack.

 

Hi-Max's clock is thoroughly cleaned by Dust Man, oh the humiliation! The multi cleaning tools do their job perfectly, a little too perfectly as they seem to practically wash away his armor into nothingness! Well he's not going to stand for this! It's time to get dirty! Activating his thrusters he dashes right towards Dust Man, trying to body check him!

 

Hi-Max strikes Dust Man with his Body Check attack.

 

        Like a bouncing ball Cloud Man went across the ground, up and down and up and down, only to settle upon what seemed to be a sidewalk. The rainstorm had abated, gone as quickly as it had come, something that actually did occur quite often. As Cloud Man came up from the ground the strange poles settled behind his main body seemed to flash.

        "So you aren't a total idiot when it pertains to the weather, are you?" Cloud Man asked, falling toward a more conversational tone, although it was nothing more than an attempt to lull Hailstorm into a false sense of security. While his hands remained still something else was happening, the dark clouds above starting to squeeze out a few more drops, a very light drizzle falling onto the area. It was then that lightning ripped down, a multitude of blasts that looked almost random as to where they were going.

 

Cloud Man strikes Hailstorm Eagle with his Lightning Spray attack.

 

Dust Man is dead! OH NO! No wait, but he is knocked by a little by Hi Max's attack. Okay, a lot. He is reeling. The man of dust slowly pulls himself up, and begins to shift the broom and mop around, waiting for something. Actually, he doesn't know what to do. HI Max is big! He's going to have to do something.. like.. SUCK!

 

Dust Man strikes Hi-Max with his Duct Devour attack.

 

Hi-Max is temporarily disoriented by Dust Man's Duct Devour attack.

 

Dancing, waltzing, fighting, whatever! As long as the Master was gonna bring it, Blaster was gonna give it back. As the train of a master rushes forward the saurian braces a bit, stance widening as the blow is put on his frame, jarring him back a step or two, "Not a bad start," he compliments as he raises his side arm, "Try mine.." is said as a blast of buckshot roars forth from the weapon.

 

Blaster Saurian strikes Charge Man with his Buckshot attack.

 

Krieger Wolf clucks his tongue as he wags his forefinger chidingly at the wounded pharaoh. At least, after stepping out of the way of the sand blast. "Now now, you should know better by now. I don't treat /anyone/ respectfully unless I have to." Then there's a low 'click' as panels on his body begin to slide open to reveal a whole slew of miniature missile racks. "Nothing personal." *Whoosh!* Krieger sure likes his explosives, doesn't he?

 

Krieger Wolf strikes Pharaoh Man with his Micromissiles attack.

 

Well this sucks. Literally. The power of the suckness is too much for Hi-Max as they draw him in close to Dust Man. This feels a bit too intimate and very awkward; all he can do is stare down at the smaller robot with a look of surprise on his face.

 

Blizzard Man rolls along with the spilling gravy for a short while, looking like something of a giant gravy meatball before he comes to a full stop from a small gust of Storm Owl's, holding him in place. This doesn't damage him, really - it's all in the gravy that's infiltrated and gummed up his circuits. That, with his earlier slash wound, makes it easy to guess who between them as winning.

            But what's important is that Blizzard Man's hat is back where it should be. Pushing himself up, his thoughts return to slightly happier ones as he tries to balance his footing against the gravy. He peers up to Storm Owl again and waves a ski pole... menacingly?

            "'Ey! Yoo! Coold I just borrow yoo for the weekend? I need yoo for a pie, eh? Just a pie?" He doesn't give him much time to respond until he adds, "I coold just freeze yoo like all the food safety laws say!"

            With seemingly much less malice, but yet still with plenty of ferocity, he channels all the moisture in the air thanks to the doings of Cloud Man and Hailstorm Eagle to return a very big, very cold blast of... cold. It's not even a breeze. It's just /cold/. The gravy jammed within him is making him underestimate his power output, which small puffs of steam from his shoulders would be glad to remind him.

 

Blizzard Man strikes you with a solid hit from his Local Blizzard attack for 16 units of damage.

 

Pharaoh Man is bombarded by micro-missiles, small explosions rocking his form, causing bits of armor and circuitry to fly about. " Well then, you won't mind if I decide to clean you up just a bit..." he sneers, before firing off another attack from his armcannon, this time a stream of water streaked in flames...

 

Pharaoh Man strikes Krieger Wolf with his Nile Floods attack.

Blizzard Man changes into his Normal armor.

 

        Slapping a fresh cell into the clip, Hailstorm steadied her aim to take another shot... just as the lightning came down. She screamed in pain as her frame bent every which way at once, albeit as it was designed to (sort of). Stumbling to her knees, the rifle clattering to the ground, the eagle growled a bit, grasping the shaft of ice that had sprouted from her hand and charging Cloud Man, throwing the crude spear at him.

 

Hailstorm Eagle strikes Cloud Man with her Forged Ice - Spear attack.

 

Dust Man continues to suck..and suck.. until Hi Max is good and close. Then.. do you remember that snow? Well, it's still around. Dust Man fires off a snow ball. But not just any snowball. This one has a rock in it. A ROCK! Oh, wait, and it's really dense. That's gonna hurt too. But the rock!

 

Dust Man strikes Hi-Max with his Trash Shot attack.

 

King continues to overfly the entire battle like a bad villain out of an episode of Gi Joe, complete with (oversized) flying platform and flowing cape behind him. And oh look, he's even clutching a long, thin opject...not a snake-spear but close enough. Again the stealth ship roars overhead, as the android Monarch's gaze moves from engagement to engagement, judging the progress that each different Master is making against their opponents....

 

        THUNK! The spear itself fell away from the hard exterior of Cloud Man's body, his portly body being patted once by his left hand even as he laughed jovially. "That was a nice shot, I do have to admit that. However, I think you need to start paying a tad more attention...such as, to what is happening above," Cloud Man commented, his right hand lifting up even as the objects on the back flashed brighter than before. A flash, a streak of lightning crackling down toward exactly where Hailstorm was standing, and Cloud Man's laughter filled the air.

 

Cloud Man strikes Hailstorm Eagle with his Thunder Bolt attack.

 

        Leviathan leans back on her curled up snake, rubbing its chin, making Jormurgand's coils a comfortable chair. The cold air is refreshing, too.

 

Krieger Wolf raises an eyebrow. How in the hell did....he momentarily becomes so preoccupied with trying to figure out how /flaming water/ works that he gets a faceful of it. Owch. Well, not a whole lot to do except respond in kind...there's a low hum as the air ripples around Krieger's right arm, a large, futuristic-looking rifle appearing there. The end of the weapon begins to glow and hum ominously with electricity, then suddenly sends an armor-piercing shell flying right towards the pharaoh at hypersonic speed! Look, it's even got that blue glowy trail thingy.

 

Krieger Wolf strikes Pharaoh Man with his Railgun attack.

 

         Charge Man has some difficulty stopping after going at such a high speed, although thankfully he doesn't slip. He moves an arm up to cover his face instinctively, although the brunt of the attack is on the rest of his body. The armor is now peppered with various bulletholes. He scowls at this. "Oh yeah?! I'm not gonna go easy on you this time!" He revvs himself up for another attack, although it takes much longer. His metal skin turns darker red, along with the expected smoke pouring right out and staining the ruined building behind him black with soot. He chugs forward with great speed, pushing his arm out in front of him as though to tackle his foe. This is why you shouldn't play on traintracks, kids!

 

Charge Man strikes Blaster Saurian with his Powerful As A Locomotive attack.

 

The railgun bullet goes straight through the Robot Master, with a sickening crunch of metal. His attack disrupted, the android faulters. " Nnnn....it will take more...than that..." Pharaoh Man murmers, and waves a hand. Suddenly, wind whips up....and there's sand, too. Lots of sand.

 

Ewwwww! A Slushball! Right in the side of his face, stinging his beautiful manly robotic visage in the process before slowly running down the side of his face and into his roboundies! "Hey man... that's not cool..." Is Hi-Max about to cry? He seems to have a tear in his eye! Wait no, that's just the melted snow on his face, false alarm! But Dust Man is getting on his nerves now, with fists clenched he's building up a couple of energy spheres in them before jumping back and throwing them both at Dust Man. He may not have a snow ball, but he has energy spheres! Round projectile fight!

 

Pharaoh Man strikes Krieger Wolf with his Sandstorm attack.

 

Hi-Max strikes Dust Man with his Dual Sphere attack.

 

Strangely enough, when the sandstorm fades, Krieger is /gone/. Where'd he go? Is he waiting in ambush? Did he run away? Who knows....?!

 

Krieger Wolf retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Charge Man, Cloud Man, Storm Owl, Hi-Max, Hailstorm Eagle, and Fairy Leviathan.

 

At first, Blaster was figuring Charge wasn't going to be that much of a threat, but after being slammed into by Charge and sent flying for about 3 seconds, his opinion has drastically changed. Armor has shattered under the impact of the assault, nevermind the crash to the ground afterward. "Ok... he DOES hit like a freight train," he mutters, more into his radio then anything else. To who, is anyone's guess. Slowly climbing up, the saurian flicks a switch on his sidearm and puts it away. Seeing as Charge tackled him, the saurian tries to shove him off then put him on the pavement with a massive swing of his tail.

 

Blaster Saurian strikes Charge Man with his Tail Slam attack.

 

Dust Man is hit! And hit. The sphere burn extra bright into him, leaving two marks in his torso. He begins to whine. "I just buffed myself.." And he's not looking good either, looking back up at Hi-Max. "Yea.. well.. well.. Uh.. Take this!" He pulls out a hot dog... a HOT DOG MADE BY BLIZZARD MAN! "Eat this!" He throws it at Hi Max!

            AH! EXPLODING PIG!

 

Dust Man strikes Hi-Max with his Trashbustion attack.

 

        And while she was still kneeling, the thunder came down. For a while, Hailstorm couldn't even be seen inside the flash of lightning, but she could certainly be heard - screaming in pain. Lots of it.

        When everything became visible again, Hailstorm's outer shell was gone. Completely gone. All that was left was her inner armor, normally a deep bluish grey, except it was mostly charred black after that lightning storm. Her wings, thankfully, hadn't been too badly damaged - aside from being, well, sundered of most of their shape.

        It was all she could do to leap and -try- to get out of the line of fire.

 

Hailstorm Eagle retreats from the area swiftly, leaving her open to pursuit or parting shots from Storm Owl.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf says, rather out of breath, "I'm falling back."

 

Pharaoh Man looks around, wondering just where that mangy cur has gotten off to. It's not like Repliforcers to flee, what with their disgusting heroics. " Hrmph, well at least it's taken care of..." he murmers, and starts heading back to his perch via blink...

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Confirmed."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle sparks furiously. "I have to get out of here..."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shining Firefly transmits, "Shall I take a short break from my current project to prepare the Repair bay for your arrivals?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Yes, Lt. Shining."

 

        Cloud Man watched as Hailstorm fled, a hint of disappointment mingling with that feeling of triumph, of being better than the other. All in all it was fine enough, the sound of some rain pattering against his metal body filling his ears even as he started to float upward into the sky, returning to the safe height from which he watched everything previously. "I wonder what would happen if a tornado touched down here," Cloud Man mused, crossing his arms before his chest again.

 

And so, for the second time in as many minutes, Storm Owl is confronted with a raging storm of cold all around him. Although the Fortress V Commander is well trained in hostile weather flying, his is just a bit too much for him. The Owl grunts and attempts to fight against the raging icy storm all around him, but it's no use. The big ball of snow's blizzard wrecks havoc with the Major's systems. Ice begins to form on his wings; weighing him down and causing the earlier damage to one of them start to spark madly. Water crystallizes in his circuitry, freezing and stopping vital electronic signals from trying to get where they need to go.

        But Storm Owl is a fighter. He was ever since he was constructed for the sole purpose of combating the Robot Master threat. His cold interior allows him to ignore his abruptly cold exterior and trudge onward. "Robot Master, your antics are unwelcome. Despite your intent, your life is forfeit due to your crimes." Storm Owl's years of training prove that he's able to stay in the air despite the drastic drop in temperature. The war bird swoops up high into the air, and then suddenly drops like a rock, descending like an avenging angel upon Blizzard Man's head. The intent is clear: Storm Owl means to annihilate Blizzard in one swoop.

 

You strike Blizzard Man with a major hit from your Sudden Drop attack.

 

         Charge is on top of the dino.. or, on second thought, that doesn't sound right. The Master shuffles around to get back up into a standing position, only to be smacked right in his chest by the heavy metal tail. With this, Charge flails his arms around in a flimsy attempt to keep his balance, only to fall over onto his back. Unfortunately for him, and fortunately for Blaster, he is very top-heavy and thus helplessly struggles to push himself up, only for his large head to barely budge. Now this is embarassing.. and Charge is rather angry at this. But at the most, all he can do is squirm and curse.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shining Firefly transmits, "We will be awaiting your arrival."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Who are you anyway?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle sparks more. "Oooooi.... I can barely fly.. but I think I can make it back so long as I'm not opposed..."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shining Firefly transmits, "Oh, dear me, forgive my shortsightedness. I am Shining Firefly, member of the Repliforce's MSE division. I just returned from a research expedition in space and have recently spent my time working rebuilding the powerstation for the Mirror Desert."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf transmits, "I see."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shining Firefly transmits, "If it is not too much trouble, and you are in a position where you can answer without risking injury, may I inquire as to whom you might be?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Get home sis, we'll make due."

 

A hot dog made by Blizzard Man? How disgusting! We all know what kind of mustards those dirty ice-powered robots put on their food! Utterly disgusting! Also utterly painful. The hot dog is a projectile of doom that imbeds itself in his torso! "Argh!" He staggers back from the pain, well it looks like it's his turn to throw something, anything, let's see what is there in Turkey? Well there's probably a rock around here somewhere, oh look there's one at his feet and it's about the size of a bowling ball. Yup that'll do just right. Bending do he scoops up the rock with one hand before hurling it back at Dust Man, "Suck on this!"

 

Hi-Max strikes Dust Man with his Thrown Debris attack.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle transmits, "On *sparkspark* way."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Oh, I'm nobody."

 

        The eagle - not shiny at all at the moment - eventually made her way to safety...

 

Dust Man is... hit in the face with a rock. Hey! I found a rock! Do de do! Dust Man flails for a moment. Throwing debris? That's.. that's.. that's his job! SO he must show that he /can/ suck on it. He sucks... and sucks... AND SUCKS!

And sucks.

 

Dust Man misses Hi-Max with his Vacuum attack.

 

And sucks.

 

Hailstorm Eagle enters the Sky Above Middle East.

Hailstorm Eagle has left.

 

Storm Owl did not strike Blizzard Man so hard that he'd be talking out of his aft. No, Storm Owl struck so hard that his face is /in/ (and talking out of) his aft, his armor crunching under the force of Storm Owl's butt slam with a visible splash of mechfluid tainting the formerly edible gravy, sending him flailing and careening about dangerously.

            Dr. Wily believed that Blizzard Man was far, far more competent than most of his creations in battle. Through his recent fluke victories in the training hall, who wouldn't? Sadly, the illusion was to come crashing down tonight. Blizzard Man hap-hazardly stumbled around the battlefield with Storm Owl sitting on his head, dancing in-between the dangerous duels of Dust Man and Hi-Max, and spinning right by Charge Man and Blaster Saurion. This continued for several rotations dangerously close to the building Repliforce was meant to protect. Storm Owl is harmlessly flung off of Blizzard Man's head as his body /SLAMS/ into a pillar.

            There's a small bit of silence.

            Then rumbling.

            The building, heavily damaged from the earlier assault with plenty of debris stacked on top, finally gives in and collapses under the lost pillar, crushing Blizzard Man underneath and sending several large rocks rolling across the ground towards several of the fighters present, also threatening to flatten Dust Man's metool army.

            As if that weren't enough, the collapsing pole /flipped/ another part of the ceiling and its debris straight into the air, flying at convenient angles towards the aerial combatants still present. Unfortunately for most everybody on the battlefield, they were all in danger of feeling the business end of...

 

Blizzard Man strikes Blizzard Man with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

Blizzard Man strikes Pharaoh Man with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man strikes Charge Man with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man strikes Cloud Man with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man strikes Hi-Max with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man strikes Dust Man with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man misses Blaster Saurian with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man misses you with his Domino Effect attack.

Blizzard Man strikes King with his Domino Effect attack.

 

<Global News Network> For some strange reason, the capital of Turkey is subject to a few moments of mass devastation, as a strange domino effect of collapse occurs among its buildings.

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Glaive transmits, "What the hell?"

 

[Radio: (G) Global] Ring Man transmits, "Odd."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle transmits, "I'm clear...."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "What is going on in Turkey?"

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "Robot Master assault."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Aw man... *lots of rumbling and crashing and destruction sound out*"

 

        Leviathan feels pretty happy that she chose a building not so close to the action.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "An emergency clean-up crew will be required."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive sighs. "Got you. I will mobilize."

 

        Beneath one piece of debris was the twitching body of Cloud Man, one arm sticking out from beneath the bulky object. And just when he was thinking about the potential for air cooling and creating an icestorm...

 

And to think Blaster just had the grand chance of offing a helpless master. Killing one! Destroying it permanently! or as permanent a rm death gets, but still! When the building comes crashing down, the saurian just stares up for a moment. "Aw man..." He takes off running for cover, ducking around a semi-truck trailer to shield himself.

 

Now who sucks the most Dust Man? Wait... you do! Stop sucking so much! He's trying to get away from the magnitude 7 of suckness, but the vacuum she is too powerful captain! Well there's nowhere to go save right for Dust Man in this case, he activates his thrusters on his back and charges for the Master. He's on a crash course right for him! Watch out for that Repliforcer! But perhaps thanks to Blizzard Man's domino effect he'll go wide and miss the sucktitude.

 

Hi-Max strikes Dust Man with his Crash Course attack.

 

Dust Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

 

King is airborne on the transport, swooping low, just at one moment when the collapse begins, and as he passes by one of the buildings, some of the snow and debris that rains down strikes him, prompting him to step to one side, raising his forearm up to shield his face, as he's nearly knocked off of his perch. Onyl a timely usage of his axe, lifting it and suddenly digging it into the surface of the ship beneath him with a hard *CRUNCH* does he keep himself in place, something akin to a snarl covering his features for those few seconds. "Idiot!" he announces, and looks very much like he might just go and jump down so as to properly smite Blizzard Man himself, but it looks as if the cold android has gone and done himself in in the process, confirmed a moment later as he overflies the area. "THIS I won't forget..." he mutters aloud.

 

Glaive arrives from the Mediterranean Sea.

Glaive has arrived.

 

SLOW MOTION ENGAGE! Hi Max flies close to Dust Man... the world slowly revolves around Hi Max in a full circle... until Hi Max crashes RIGHT into Dust Man. And right through him. No really. He goes through Dust Man like Dust Man was made of paper. Dust Man crumbles to the side and twitches. The Metools all look up... and run away.

 

Pharaoh Man is caught by a collpasing building, smacking by chunks of debris just before he's able to blink to safety....in time to catch Dust Man smashed to bits by Hi-Max. This isn't going well at all. " Nnn. You may of beaten me in Battle and Chase....and again at my own sphere...but I will not be subject to defeat in pursuit of my own Thanksgiving dinner, Repliforce! " he snarls. A wave of superheated air washes towards Hi-Max and Storm Owl, Ra hoping to flash fry a few turkeys...

 

Pharaoh Man strikes Hi-Max with his Heat Wave attack.

Pharaoh Man strikes you with a glancing hit from his Heat Wave attack for 6 units of damage.

 

         Charge Man stares above him as he watches a piece of a building hits him, just as he was about to get up. Ow. He shakes off the debris as much as he can, and then gets a bright idea! He flips around onto his stomach, making quite a few scraping sounds in the process, and heaves himself up with his arms while grunting. Eventually he makes it up, now glad that the attack had given him extra time. But now he focuses back on the battle, and looks around before he sees a glint of metal behind a truck. His armor full of dents and bulletholes, Charge Man revvs up once more and runs right through the vehicle! Kind of like the Kool-Aid man, only with less refreshing artificial fruit drinks.

 

Charge Man strikes Blaster Saurian with his Head Meets Something Hard attack.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Status report."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Sgt. Hailstorm Eagle teletypes, > Safely in Medical

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Still en route."

 

The assault catches Blaster entirely off guard, figuring he was fairly safe on the other side of the vehicle until all the dust settled Slammed into from behind, Blaster winces rather loudly. A few staggering steps away are made, but he manages to turn around to face Charge, "I gotta knock you down -again-?" he says in annoyance as he rushes forward leaps, and tries to just land on the freight train of a master.

 

Blaster Saurian strikes Charge Man with his Smash attack.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Hi-Max? Blaster Saurian?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Aye sir?"

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Still dealing with Charge Man."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Hi-Max transmits, "I just downed Dust Man sir. Still in working condition but hurting."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Very well. Pharaoh Man would seem to be our next objective. Inform us if you require assistance, Blaster."

 

Storm Owl grunts as he feels the impact against Blizzard Man with his heavily armoured wing structure. Thankfully, due to the precise manner of the impact calculated with extreme skill, Blizzard Man gets the entire force of the impact. The owl then swoops up with a blinding and shocking speed, thus being no-where near Blizzard Man when he goes on his clumsy rampage. Up high into the gradually clearing sky, Storm Owl watches and recovers as Blizzard Man smashes into people left right and centre before finally ending his noble crusade by smashing into a pillar headfirst, bringing down an entire building upon him. The owl shakes his head as his beady little optics begin to search for additional prey on this early Thanksgiving while he also radios for a clean-up crew. He could get used to this holiday. The owl finally settles upon Pharaoh Man just as Pharaoh Man spots him. "I believe, Pharaoh Man, that history is about to repeat itself." The owl summons up a vicious gale just as the super-heated blast comes his way. Storm Owl's blast of wind is launched just as Pharaoh Man's blast of wind slams into Storm Owl, sending him reeling backwards, but still capable of hanging in the air.

 

You strike Pharaoh Man with a minor hit from your Wing Gale attack.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Hey, Repliforce, where are your support troops meeting up, I will join with them and help them with search and rescue. I can also provide support just in case there are any joes or Masters left in the area."

 

        Cloud Man struggled out from beneath the piece of debris, his cloudy posterier returning even as he lifted up into the air, a few movements of his hands demonstrating how annoyed he was with what had happened. A quick glance up, and Cloud Man could easily tell that the primary gathering of dark clouds was heading toward the East, and thus away from the Capitol Building. "So much for studying that," he commented, even as he started to hover about, attempting to catch up with what had happened during his distracted state of existence beneath the rocky chunk of garbage.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits coordinates for all the support gumbies in the area, "I have ordered them to follow your lead, Maverick Hunter."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl, having never really liked Hunters, adds, "Within reason."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Thank you, this makes coordinating eas-" pauses for a moment. "Well, its not like I am going to recruit them and take over Iran. I hate desert anyway."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "How is fighting in the city? Is it dying down?"

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "Negative. Several troops have departed the battlefield, however the battle is still quite serious."

 

One Robot Master down, a bunch more to go. Poor Dust Man is knocked to pieces like the pile of junk that he is by Hi-Max. Maybe someone will be nice enough to pick up his pieces and throw them into Junk Man's junk pile. But now that one turkey has been dealt with it looks like he has to deal with the head turkey, Pharaoh Man! A wave of superheated air suddenly engulfs his frame, melting his armor; he doesn't understand where this might be coming from at first until Pharaoh Man falls into his view. It's time for some payback now; he points his fingers at the egomaniacal Robot Master as electricity flies out of them. Feel the power of the dark side! Or in this case the dork side because heroes are dorky.

 

Hi-Max strikes Pharaoh Man with his Electrocution Field attack.

 

Pharaoh Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

 

         "Arrgh!" is all Charge Man says as the dinosaur reploid lands right on top of him! This results in a loud crunch as the Epsilon's smokestack and whistle are bent some from the impact and the weight, the latter making a tinny shriek as though the Master himself were screaming. Only he's not. This has been a very long fight, and Charge intends to end it soon. In pure rage he grows hotter and hotter, the heat building up within his furnace. Through the damaged stack, Blaster could probably feel a nasty surprise welling up..

 

Charge Man misses Blaster Saurian with his Superheated Steam attack.

 

On the outskirts of the city, a group of Repliforce gumbies were forming ranks, support troops, search and rescue squads, and some light infantry were forming, enough to give support to the heavily damaged city, and start the hunt for civilians. In front of said ranks moved a lone ride chaser, ordering the troops into place, and getting ready to march them.

            On the said Ride Chaser, was Glaive. Having received command for the group, he would march them in, as soon as he could and start rescuing the people in the city. However, the fighting needed to die down first.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Give me the word when the fighting is light enough for the troops to advance...no use getting them caught in a no mans land."

 

This is unexpected, Charge was supposed to fall! Not stay standing. Of course, standing on his shoulders or something is a bad idea, so he leaps off, away from the blast of steam as it errupts upward, "Hot head!" he yells upon landing, drawing his sidearm back out. Remember that switch he hit earlier? Its obvious it wasn't a safety as he levels the weapon at Charge, energy syphoning into its two vertically aligned barrels, "Guess I just gotta put ya down..." he squeezes the trigger.

 

Blaster Saurian misses Charge Man with his Sentinel Megablast attack.

 

Pharaoh Man recieves a sudden burst of wind for his efforts, causing the hovering master to go careening right into Hi-Max's attack. Shocking, isn't it? With a cry of surprise, he goes limp, falling groundwards....dissapearing in a blink of some sort just before hitting the ground. Failsafe, apparently.

 

King banks again as he urges the ship to come back once more. Dust Man, Blizzard Man, and now Pharaoh Man down. So much for -this- little outing. King's demeanor would probably be best described as annoyed, or somewhere around there. He urges the ship lower to the ground, until it's hovering only a few feet above the devastation, then proceeds to step off, landing with a harsh *CRUNCH* of his armored boots and legs bending slightly to take the impact. "Retrieve the deactivated." He orders the few floating drones that discharge from the belly of the ship, flying out to do as they were told, even as King turns about once more, eyes narrowed, the grip on his axe shifting so that the weapon is raised, and casually rested upon one shoulder.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Repliforce, be careful, I have word of a Sniper on the field."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "Acknowledged."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Aye, thank you."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "I do not think she will attack, but be careful nonetheless."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "We have a report of an enemy sniper in the area. Be on the look-out."

 

         Charge Man blinks, with a confused look on his optics. How did that miss? The force of Blaster leaping off of him causes Charge to stumble back some. Apparently, this was a good thing as whatever blast that was aimed at him instead hit a nearby building, which by now is pretty much totalled. He takes the opportunity to launch another attack, and despite the damage shown on his body, accelerates towards the dino.

 

Charge Man strikes Blaster Saurian with his Bash attack.

 

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Charge Man: You say, "Three of your brothers have fallen, Robot Master. Think wisely before you continue in your folly."

 

Dust Man has disconnected.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Hi-Max transmits, "One more Robot Master down."

 

By now both Charge and Blaster are showing their wear and tear. Yet another collision drops the saurian to the ground again, but he still rises. The temptation to give Charge the Redlight comes to mind, but for the moment he doesn't bother, prefering to save that for if he really needs it. Instead the mounted gatling blaster on his right arm is leveled at the trainmaster, a torrent of energy blasts thrown at him.

 

Blaster Saurian strikes Charge Man with his Gatling Blaster attack.

 

Charge Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Confirming, is the south side of the city clear of hostile's? I will bring in the relief force though there."

 

Storm Owl swoops up as he and Hi-Max blasted Pharaoh Man to wherever he came from. Were this a buddy cop movie, he and Hi-Max would have a hi-five and quip something like 'Sssshhhhhocking!'. But as this is not a buddy cop movie, Storm Owl merely gives a nod of mild approval in Hi-Max's direction and begins searching once again. It would appear we have there Robot Masters remaining, plus this unidentified sniper that Glaive has reported seeing. Storm Owl is unaware of where the sniper is, and King seems to be merely on a retrieval mission. That leaves Charge Man and Cloud Man. The war bird's wind generators are still humming as he shouts in his droning monotone voice, "Robot Masters, three of your warriors have fallen and your assault has clearly failed. To continue in this battle would be an illogic-" And then Charge Man gets wasted. Storm Owl restarts, "Robot Masters, four of your warriors have fallen and your assault has clearly failed. To continue in this battle would be an illogical course of action." He sums it all up, "Retreat or die."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "It would appear, Glaive, that we are running out of enemies."

 

         Another one goes down. Charge Man gets blasted right in the face, blowing back bits of circuitry and metal at the site of impact, and levelling his engines. The android falls to the ground with a metallic thud.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "The south side is clear, Glaive, but that could change within a moment."

 

The force started moving, positioning itself on the south side of the city, and moving up the highway and other smooth roads. This way was the most direct, and clear of retreating enemies and evacuating civilians. Glaive moved ahead of the force to scout, and report back to the other gumbies. Soon enough they were inside the city, and starting the emergency rescue.

            Once inside, the team went to work, splitting off and setting up shelters, hospitals, and defence parameters so that they could remains safe until the fighting was over. Already, people were flocking, and others were directing to more damaged area's of the city.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Moving the force around, the clear roads will make our movement faster."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Kindly give us support until our defenses are set up, it would be a disaster if we are hit now."

 

        "This isn't good," Cloud Man said as he surveyed the damage, noticing the fallen forms of his brothers, his family and friends. The Mets that had assisted Dust Man looked somewhat...destroyed, and help was quite lacking overall. All in all, Cloud Man didn't feel very happy, nor did he like the fact that they were being shoved back. The darkness of the clouds above was slipping away quickly, the shadows cast by them starting to vanish along the Western side of the city, and Cloud Man's own eyes turned to the Heavens as though requesting some manner of assistance.

        None seemed to happen, and overall Cloud Man was wondering where King was. Wasn't King here? Why didn't he step in and help...or maybe King merely wanted to watch and see if Cloud Man could handle this situation. All in all though this was a perfect opportunity to test the limits of his abilities, learning more about the capabilities of lightning and if it could actually work in a three-pronged attack or not. One hand pointed toward Storm Owl, even as another lifted and the rods behind Cloud Man's body flashed. "Prepare yourself for a taste of Nature's wrath!" Cloud Man exclaimed, his hand raising up to the dark clouds above, even while the lightning started to come down.

 

Cloud Man strikes Hi-Max with his Lightning Spray attack.

Cloud Man strikes you with a minor hit from his Lightning Spray attack for 13 units of damage.

Cloud Man strikes Blaster Saurian with his Lightning Spray attack.

 

        If Leviathan had been at all serious about shooting, she would have done it by now. Content to give Glaive rapid advancement instructions, she pats Jormurgand on the side. It looks like Repliforce had things nearly mopped up.

 

King reaches back with one arm, brushing his cape back from where it's draped over one shoulder. He glances up as Storm Owl makes his proclomation, and seems indeed about to offer a response of some sort...when Cloud Man instead opens up with his attack upon all three remaining Repliforcers. Whatever he was about to say...is cut off, and he gives out something akin to a sigh, suddenly gesturing outwards with his free hand, all but ignoring Storm Owl for the moment. "Finish retrieval." He orders the flying drones, which pretty much look like metallic balls, with rotor blades, and a set of three prongs jutting from the bottom of them. One of them moves up to Pharaoh man, gripping him in the oversized claw, another does likewise with Dust Man, albeit taking a few extra moments to gather up his pieces. It takes three of them to budge Charge Man's prone form...and Blizzard Man has one of the drones move along and grab him by the face, possibly due to King instructing it to be less than gentle.

 

Blaster Saurian quite literally yelps as he's suddenly smitten from the heavens above. At least he's not kaput, but the mighty lightning blast got his attention to say the least, "GYAH..." form chared from that, even smoking a little, the saurian decides its a good time to get out of Dodge. A radio transmission is sent off as he withdraws...

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Blaster Saurian transmits, "I've taken serious damage, Redlight is unusable, i'm pulling out."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Confirmed."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Your status, Hi-Max?"

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Blaster Saurian transmits, "Anyone back home got medical set? I'm a mess..."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Hi-Max transmits, "I'm seriously damaged, but I can still toughen it out until all Masters have pulled out."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Good."

 

Blizzard Man has left.

 

Blaster Saurian retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Ring Man, Charge Man, Cloud Man, Storm Owl, Hi-Max, Krieger Wolf, and Fairy Leviathan.

 

[Radio: (C) Chat] Shining Firefly transmits, "I am just about done with Hailstorm, though if I am not ready, there are others who can tend to you."

 

It looks like the tide has turn, the Robot Masters are falling one by one. Repliforce has done its job tonight. Although battered and bruised Hi-Max stands tall in what is clearly becoming a victory for them. Too bad the Robot Masters are so stubborn; Cloud Man doesn't show signs of stopping as he unleashes a wave of electricity throughout the area. His antennas act like lightning rods, they seem to catch any bolts coming his way giving him quite the charge. He's not looking very good and this cheap shot has ticked him off. Once again his hands start to charge up, "Robot Master, you shouldn't take cheap shots like that, they always come to bite you back in the butt!" Once again the super-soldier starts to throw balls of electrical energy back at his own enemy. This time there are 4 in total which all seem to zip towards Cloud Man in unison.

 

Hi-Max strikes Cloud Man with his Quad Sphere attack.

 

At this time the Camps are set up, as defence positions are set up quickly. Glaive works quickly to organize this, before relief parties are actually sent into the city proper themselves. Glaive has already set people on working on the exact route the will follow, and how the spread out the most effectively. However, Fairy's eyes are helping the efforts, able to pick up what they missed or can't see.

 

Storm Owl turns his focus to what would appear to be the last remaining enemy of Repliforce still putting up a fight. Wily must have crossed some wires when he was working on the flight-or-flee response, Storm Owl muses. Calculations begin to flood into the brilliant tactician's mind as he charts a course that will lead him through the hostile weather. As the heavens open up, the owl zigzags with impressive speed and awe-inspiring agility. Each change of course is a carefully executed one. He can barely hear Cloud Man's proclamation over the thunder and lightning. He doesn't even bother pointing out the flaws in the statement. It is not nature's doing, but rather the workings of a madman. Storm Owl's wing suddenly gets sizzled by a blast of the lightning, as his zig just wasn't quite quick enough. The Owl continues to battle against the electrical storm from the sky, but another one strikes his wing-armoured backside, knocking the Owl off course. Storm Owl wobbles slightly.

        "Datum:" he drones aloud, "Four out of five of your combating allies have fallen. Datum: You are up against three enemy warriors of excellent capability." This is before Blaster fled, of course, "Datum: You are /still/ refusing to listen to logic and have thus decided to remain and do battle with us." Storm cuts across again just in time to avoid another jagged blast of lightning. He's starting to get closer and closer to Cloud Man. "Hypothesis: Your course of action will lead to your destruction or forced retreat." Storm Owl, through the lightning storm, can barely make out that Hi-Max has fired upon Cloud. The war bird is still closing, faster and faster as he accelerates. As he speeds up, his agility suffers and another lightning streak slashes through his right wing, "Conclusion..." Storm Owl says evenly, but rather than finish with words, he lets his actions speak.

 

You strike Cloud Man with a major hit from your Storm Eagles Training attack.

 

Cloud Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage.

 

        Four spheres coursed through the air, only to send Cloud Man flying backward, the cloud about his posterier vanishing. His body hit the ground, rolled once and then lifted up into the air, only to sink down onto the ground again a few yards from that spot. One hand was missing, broken off by the severity of the attack, while the other struggled to lift Cloud Man up. Yet, even as he was trying to recuperate, so that he could try and prove that Wily and his robots were superior, that he couldn't even be beaten, that nobody could defeat the master of weather, he was defeated.

 

King watches as Cloud Man drops out of the air as surely as a pigeon given a load of buckshot would, and with that, he lets loose with an audible sigh. Again his free hand gestures, as another pair of the drones depart from the shuttle. "Complete the retrieval." He orders them dispassionately, shifting his axe again just slightly, even as his other hand raises, and his shield phases into existence in his grip, the huge, towering slab placed down in front of him. He dosen't advance on the Repliforcers, but he does stay put...and stare them down, even as Charge Man's body is dragged past, the three aerial drones still having trouble picking him up and deciding to take the more direct route.

 

King brings his reflect system online.

 

Pharaoh Man has left.

 

Charge Man has left.

 

Storm Owl careens back up into the air after striking down Cloud Man with a few tricks taught to him by his former mentor, comrade and friend. Although burnt both from electricity and cold, Storm Owl's capabilities still seem quite effective. Hovering in the air with as stern a look as ever, Storm Owl quickly makes his way back towards King. The Owl's sensors detected no combat action coming from the Elite. While it's true stepping outside of their base is reason enough to shoot a Robot Master, Storm Owl's bargaining chips are damaged, to say the least. The Owl's beady optics challenge King's fearsome glare, and the war bird observes the tower shield as it's placed on the ground. The Fortress V Commander takes no action against King, and peers towards Hi-Max in order to issue him an order or two.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Storm Owl transmits, "Hold position, Hi-Max. We are in no shape to challenge King unless we have no choice. If he leaves peacefully, so be it."

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Hi-Max transmits, "Understood sir."

 

Blaster Saurian enters the Syria.

Blaster Saurian has left.

 

Thanks to the teamwork of Fearless Hi-Max and the Intrepid Storm Owl, Cloud Man becomes the latest casualty for the Robot Masters. But should King enter the battle Repliforce would no doubt be on the receiving end of more casualties. Holding his ground Hi-Max readies himself for whatever else may happen.

King's gaze is cool, and emotionless as he returns Storm Owl's own challenging stare in silence for the first few moments. The Monarch continues to stand, the shield resting on the ground in front of him, cool, and confident in the fact that both Hi-Max and Storm Owl have just gone several rounds with the Robot Masters, and taken a rather furious beating...something that King has not, as he oversees the retrieval of Wily's broken toys.

            "It would be prudent..." King announces then, serving as the barrier between them now. "...that you do not 'push your luck'," even as Cloud Man's form is carried, dangling into the shuttle with the rest of the broken androids. Then, and only then does King jerk his shield up from where it rests in his grip, turning then to walk back towards the waiting craft as well, cape flowing about behind him as he goes.

 

Quickly, through the forces of the Repliforce recovery center, the roomers that King has stepped onto the field circle. Glaive tries counter measures, such as he is just board, and won't attack, or other guesses. If King was stepping up to the plate this was bad...and Glaive had to work fast to get things set up. By this time, the defense parameter is set up fully, and teams are already going into the city. Minicamp sites are set up throughout the city as teams go through, As Glaive continues to coordinate efforts.

            Effort was put on the most sensitive areas first, a damaged power plant needed to be fixed first of all, as well as the generators. Water was also needing to be cleaned, as the mail water cleansing plant was almost destroyed. There was a older one in the other side of the city that was shut down, repairs were being supplied as water was being rerouted.

            Medical teams were moving to the overloaded hospitals, and field tents were stationed in critical parts of the city. Clean up and search and rescue teams were also released, being directed by Glaive and a few others, to where they were needed most...

 

Hi-Max grits his teeth, if only he was still in tip top shape he could try to take on King. He did so before, maybe the results weren't what he wanted, but he did engage in combat with him. But King does have a point, there's no way he could push his luck any further, had Storm Owl not taken down Cloud Man, he could very well be among the pile of injured people. Instead he watches as the Elite saunters off with the broken androids.

 

Storm Owl raises his head slightly as if looking down upon King, still hovering in the air. The war bird, rather than play his hand of not wishing any further conflict, merely watches as King gathers up his comrades and gets into the shuttle to depart. Somehow, Storm Owl considers, King is probably aware of just how battered these two warriors are after the battle. But as it turns out, King is leaving peacefully, and the Fortress V Commander touches down on the ground next to Hi-Max to ensure his comrade isn't about to collapse from damage. Turning around, he can see Glaive's relief coordination efforts working hard to clean up all this mess. Storm Owl considers the secondary and tertiary objectives complete, but the primary was only moderately accomplished.

 

Cloud Man has left.

 

King has left.

 

        Leviathan pats her sixty foot snake on the side, climbing onto its back, as it carries her out of the city.

 

Fairy Leviathan retreats from the area swiftly, leaving her open to pursuit or parting shots from Storm Owl and Hi-Max.

 

Stealth Transport closes it's hatches as the last of the would-be conquerers are brought aboard. WIth this done, the ship begins to lift off into the air with a powerful burst of it's VTOL thrusters, a dust storm kicked up in it's wake, even as the craft's form begins to shimmer and fade out of view as its stealth systems kick into effect. The last that can be heard is the sudden boom as the now invisible craft breaks the sound barrier, heading skywards, and no doubt back to Japan.

 

Fairy Leviathan has left.

 

Stealth Transport enters the Sky Above Middle East.

Stealth Transport has left.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Alright, things are more or less set up here. Your forces are competent enough to continue this, no?"

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Storm Owl transmits, "All enemy forces have reteated, Glaive. However my two remaining warriors are too damaged to remain and assist."

 

Although he looks like hell Hi-Max turns to Storm Owl with a smile, "Happy Thanksgiving."

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Hm, I will stay then. I better cancel my plans for tomorrow."

 

Storm Owl peers back at Hi-Max with mild disdain for the comment. He merely shakes his head in reply and says, "I'll see you back at at the Fortress V, Hi-Max." Storm Owl wasn't built with a sense of humour. The war bird begins to lift off into the air, planning on taking the nearest teleporters back in order to save on any additional damage done to his frame.

 

[Radio: (D) RF-MH] Glaive transmits, "Hurry up with reinforcements, one hunter is not enough."

 

Hi-Max does the same, lifting off into the air before flying towards the nearest teleporter. He's earned his paycheck this day. But now it's time to take advantage of Uncle General's infirmary and repair chamber.

 

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Message: 14/37                     Posted        Author

AAR: Robot Master Annihilation     Wed Nov 24    Storm Owl

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       Storm Owl appears on the screen. His armour has freezer and electrical burns on his wings, but he appears strong and stern-faced as ever. He speaks in his droning, no-nonsense monotone.

 

       "At approximately 2102 hours local ship time, a Robot Master attack squadron began a rampage in Istanbul, Turkey." Storm Owl does not, and shall not, even mention the Thanksgiving joke. "The squadron appears to have been led by Pharaoh Man. Among the Robot Masters, Cloud Man, Dust Man, Blizzard Man, and Charge Man were engaging in the rampage. King was also spotted observing the battle, but he did not engage us."

 

       "As per Colonel's orders, I led a task force consisting of Hailstorm Eagle, Blaster Saurian and Hi-Max. Krieger Wolf was also involved in the battle, although he engaged the enemy in his own fashion." Storm Owl pauses slightly. He's enough of a stickler to be annoyed by such trivial things. But he continues anyway, "Our rules of engagement and results were as follows. Primary objective: Drive the enemy from the battlefield with limited bystander casualties and property damage. Result: Moderate success. One building was destroyed. No one killed. Several injured. Secondary objective: Limit damage done to our own forces. Result: Major success. No Repliforcer fell, although several took heavy damage. Tertiary objective: Annihilate attacking force. Result: Extreme success. All five Robot Masters were destroyed. Enemy casualties were 100%."

 

       Storm Owl lets that sink in, just to remind everyone of the resolve of Repliforce. Finally, he ends with, "All forces performed satisfactory."

 

       The report ends here for most people. However for those ranked Major (rank 5) and up, the report continues. "I would like to note Hi-Max's continued effectiveness on the battlefield and professional respect for the chain of command. I am hereby recommending that he receive a promotion. Storm Owl out."

 

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Message: 14/38                     Posted        Author

Re:AAR:Robot Master Annihilation   Wed Nov 24    Shining Firefly

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A text message from Shining Firefly.

 

"In response to the conflict that took place today, I took a small break from the rebuilding of the power station at the Mirror Desert to prepare the Repair bay for the incoming injured combatants. Don't worry Storm Owl, this will not push back the completion date of the Power Station, we have been making very good time on it, so we actually might still complete it ahead of schedule. However, I digress. Hailstorm Eagle, Blaster Saurian, and Hi-Max entered the repair bay in that order with a fair amount of time between them. The time was significant enough that with the assistance of my drones, I managed to complete the major internal repairs on one before the next came in. As a result, I am pleased to anounce that all three of them should be functioning at top condition after a couple days of rest to allow for the adjustment to replacement parts and the fabrication new exterior shells to replace the amor that was badly damaged in combat. All of them were model patients and I thank them for being easy to work with."

Shining Firefly

 

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Message: 15/60                     Posted        Author

The Biggest Turkey                 Wed Nov 24    King

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        Insert big old W, superimposed over which is a magnificent crown. The seal of King, immediately followed by the image of the robot Monarch himself, standing regal, ramrod straight, and looking none-too-impressed as he begins to speak in his commanding tone.

 

        "It would appear that there was an attempt, in regards to recent celebratory events, by several Robot Masters to acquire the country of Turkey. Specifically, this would be Pharaoh Man leading an assault that included Cloud Man, Charge Man, Dust Man and Blizzard Man." The last name he states with a bit of a narrowing to his eyes. "Their task was apparently the attempts to obtain the largest turkey in existence for the Doctor." The sarcasm dosen't come off well given King's typically emotionless tone. "It ended in...less than stellar results. Repliforcers responded, and engaged each of them in single battles as I oversaw this...folley. And in the end, not a single Repliforcer was rendered inactive. Meanwhile, all five Robot Masters were rendered inoperable, and have been returned to the medical bay."

 

        King falls silent for a few lengthy moments as he glares at the camera, as if indeed showing his displeasure, or simple annoyance.

 

"I do not believe I need to go into any details about the loss of resources and relative...pointlessness of this outing. I need only reference the time that will be required now rebuilding each of these androids." A moment later, he makes a swiping motion with his hand, as if to cut the transmission, but pauses at the last second.

 

        "Oh yes, when Blizzard Man has been rendered operational and ready for duty once more, he is to report to -me- directly."

 

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