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Post by BRG on Jun 20, 2004 17:10:11 GMT -5
*is sitting outside* Cerberus (thinking): what was he talking about? What's he building? I want to see it...
[OOC: oh, geeze. Cerberus is turning into the 'accidently annoying' sort of character... getting into strange places for no reason whatsoever...]
Cerberus sneaks inside again and begins crawling through an air duct. (or something that it's possible to crawl through). He's completely oblivious to the fact that Fenril doesn't want him around. All he wants to do is see what Fenril was talking to himself about.
He's not spying; he's just that innocent that he thinks everyone is going to tell him what they're doing and that everyone is going to be his friend. It might be the way of the Reaverbots, but not the way of others.
#nosmileys
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Post by Fire Griffin on Jun 24, 2004 0:22:30 GMT -5
((Going by Sim's suggestion...))
New Elysium, New Elysium...
The pirate tapped her pen on the empty metal case as the Pfadfinder returned boring tunnel after tunnel. Not even a Reaverbot in sight! Fortunate as that was, it was also pretty drab.
Until something emerged from the darkness and shook her shoulder. Violently at that. She flailed against the invader but succeeded in falling to the side into some kind of endless pit.
"Eyyaaaaaaah!"
WHUMP!
"Miss Tron?" The servbot peered down at Tron, who was sprawed out on the floor in a mess of blankets. "Are you okay? You look funny."
"Of course I'm okay!" she huffed, her chest heaving from the fright. "Just-just don't wake me up like that again!"
"Yes, Miss Tron!"
With that, Tron groggily got to her feet, a hand on her sore back. From the window of the room, she saw that the sun was high up in the sky. It was apparent that she had overslept. Great. And what was this place called again? Oh yeah: Isla Nubia, finest vacationing resort in this hemisphere. Perfect place to pick up a little extra cash at that. Stupid tourists'll never know what hit'em.
That and they might find Bon here. There were sightings of an orange robot-like creature roaming the jungle around here. It had to be him.
Yawning, the pirate made her way to the bathroom to go shower, get into something decent instead of her nasty old PJ's and put her hair up in that usual wedge-shaped fashion. Like always.
Her panties were being thrown into a corner of the cramped yet fancy bathroom when another Servbot popped in. Right into the bathroom, no doubt. Dammit, she forgot to lock it.
"Would you like some breakfast, Miss Tron?" The servbot, having never seen Miss Tron nude before unlike some of his other siblings, had pink cheeks as he looked up and down his "mother." Tron didn't look too peachy about this invasion of privacy either.
"Gaaaah!" she shrieked. She crossed her arms over her breasts. "Do you mind?!"
CONK!
The servbot ran from the room, a slight dent on the side of its large head, yelping.
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Post by SIMSteven on Jun 24, 2004 23:02:29 GMT -5
*clang*
Fenril: ....?
*clang*
Fenril: ............Somebody better not be up in the vents. The cleaners go through the vents 4 times a day. It's about time for them to come around....
*Fenril pushed a button on the lab's control panel.*
Fenril: Yup.... any time now.
*vroooooooooommm clang clange clang clang clang vroooooooomm*
Fenril: Yup. I new it. Good thing I have good hearing.
Fenril: Now, attach this to the plate.... add these crystals here..... Dum de dum....
*Sparks fly*
Fenril: Dang. I need to make this work... Back to the drawing board. Wait, maybe I need better materials?
*Fenril pushed some keys on the keyboard. His armor popped back out of its container. Fenril put his armor and helmet back on and left the lab. He locked the lab with his high security lock that only he can open.*
Fenril: Let's go hit a ruin. Terra might have some Orichalculm somewhere.
OOC: BTW, guys, I'm going to spend most of the
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Post by BRG on Jun 24, 2004 23:32:16 GMT -5
Cerberus falls out of the vent and follows Fenril out of the Nova Flare
Cerberus decides that the best way to see what Fenril is doing it to find the Orichalculm himself and then give it to him.
[OOC: Silly Cerberus, you're thinking like a dog/Reaverbot again...]
Cerberus enters the ruins and immediatly encounters a Zakobun (or whatever the little guys are called). In a few moments they are off down a secret passageway, and then into the main storage room.
A huge guardian Reaverbot is standing over the elevator to the treasure room.
Cerberus: "This treasure is needed by the System. Please allow me to pass."
Reaverbot: "Acknowledged." *steps aside*
Cerberus is reaching for the elevator buttons when something crashed behind him...
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Post by Fire Griffin on Jun 25, 2004 0:20:09 GMT -5
((Okay, sorry about these long posts but they'll shorten when appropiate. XP Honestly! I'm trying to establish a scene here!))
"Okay!" Tron called to several of the scampering Servbots below. "Open the door! Yesterday was the test drive, today is the real thing! The Kaizer is ready to go!"
"Yes, Miss Tron!" they answered in unison. One skittered to the control panel nestled at the side of the massive warehouse door and tapped away. Being in the dilapidated part of town, the place was abandoned and, out of luck, happened to be near the old scrapyard; it was perfect for the pack of pirates to contruct their latest device to plunder with. Even with the past events and constant failure from Megaman's intervention, the Bonnes still were in no position to give up their ways. Besides, they tried earning money the so-called "honest" way and failed. They had good enough reason (outside of Teisel's habit to spend his money on things he didn't necessarily need. Like a back-and-nose-hair clipper, for instance.).
And hopefully, just hopefully, Megaman was busy with whatever else was going on with the world to not interfere.
With a whirr, the door creaked open (it was a miracle that the engine on the thing was still running) and in trickled the inviting island sunshine. Tron squeezed her small body into the Kaizer's cockpit, which she proclaimed it the superior ascendant to her precious Gustaff, and test-fiddled with the controls one more time, making sure nothing was stuck (it happened). She took care to make them similiar to the Gustaff.
Hopefully, it would handle the same. It was a touch bulkier and heavier with hardly a complete paint job done on it (all the colors she liked happened to be too expensive). While it remained a mishmash of things and perhaps even a bit shoddy, Tron was confident that the Kaizer would serve its purpose well. Already, she was anxious, her finger shaking as it pressed the appropiate buttons to turn the robot on.
Oh, those stupid tourists would never know what hit'em!
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Post by SIMSteven on Jun 25, 2004 23:14:48 GMT -5
*MegaMan was about 100 miles away from Tron. The Flutter was hovering above a ruin. MegaMan looked out the window and saw Fenril rush into the ruin.*
MegaMan: Hey! There goes Fenril! I wonder what he's up to? Roll, bring the Flutter down! I want to see what he's doing.
*MegaMan left the Flutter and entered the ruins. He found nothing but destroyed reaverbots everywhere. Fenril sure did a good job cleaning out the place.*
*Meanwhile*
Fenril: This might come in handy. These crystals are very pure. Might work with my project.
*Fenril ran out the room he was in. He was already finished with the ruins except for the last room.*
Fenril: Well, lets see, I believe the boss might be behind these doors.
*Fenril opened the doors and found the boss that Cerberus talked to.*
Fenril: Analyze.
*Fenril's visor scanned the beast. It was 25 feet tall and in the shape of a dragon standing on two feet. The visor picked up that the spikes were made of Orihalcum.*
Fenril: Excellent. I can get what I need right now.
*Fenril triangle kicked the walls and slashed the left hand of the reaverbot off. The dragon countered with a flaming breath. Fenril dodged by doing a moon jump and stuck to the ceiling until the flames started to die down.*
Fenril: Hey big guy. I've fought plenty of dragons in my time. They're good for training. And now, it's my turn.
*Fenril dashed behind the dragon's head, kicked the wall, and slashed at the backside of the dragon.*
Fenril: Thanks. I got what I need.
*Fenril put the spikes in his inventory.*
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Post by BRG on Jun 25, 2004 23:39:47 GMT -5
Cerberus gazed around the room in a daze.
How could anyone be that powerful? he thought. It's a shame the guardian was destroyed. He seemed willing to give up the crystals for that guy's cause. Whatever that is.
Cerberus dashed out of the ruins, and ran right smack into...
[OOC: I am going to be writing in past-tense now, because it's a lot easier for me.]
I fixed this up after SIM finished his fight.#nosmileys
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Post by SIMSteven on Jun 25, 2004 23:51:37 GMT -5
MegaMan: Ooof! Hey, what'd you do that for? And who are you?
OOC: Fenril didn't finish his fight. I just took a break.
*The dragon retaliated with several swipes of his tail. Fenril backflipped several times, avoiding the slow tail of the dragon.*
Fenril: Now that I've got what I came for, let's finish this quickly.
*Fenril ran straight at the dragon, somersaulting under the tail again. He pushed off the floor with his hands and flew straight into the dragon's stomach. Fenril spun and drilled straight the the dragon's core energy source, killing it. The dragon slumped to the floor.*
Fenril: Well, that should be enough. Time to head out.
*Fenril ran out the door and ran into MegaMan and Cerberus.*
OOC: Insert dialog between MegaMan and Cerberus. Permission given.
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Post by BRG on Jun 26, 2004 0:07:21 GMT -5
"Trigger!" Cerberus cried, then remembered his place and bowed. "This unit is here to defend the Elder System and its creators." He stood back up and smiled bashfully. "And since you are the first surviving unit I have encountered, it means that I am sworn to protect you."
Megaman looked at Cerberus awkwardly. "Uh..." he laughed uneasily and glanced at where Fenril had been, but he was gone. "I really don't know who you are and what you mean."
Cerberus blinked and stepped back. "B-but Trigger, you are the master's sec-"
Megaman sighed. Breaking the news to this stranger would be difficult. "Um, the master is... gone, and Elysium has been shut down."
"B-but... what of Forbidden Island? Mistress Yuna? Mistress Sera! Surely they must have survived!"
"They did, but I don't know where they are right now."
Megaman walked away, only to find Cerberus following him.
[OOC: I don't think I have the right to decide what Megaman will do with Cerberus. Anyway, I'm sorry I keep changing Cerberus's way of speaking so much. I'm still working out the small details of his character, though.]#nosmileys
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Post by Fire Griffin on Jun 26, 2004 2:56:57 GMT -5
WHUMP! WHUMP!
Several tourists lazily looked up from their tanning reflectors, restaurant menus, and newspapers. At first, they dismissed the noise as the local garbage truck making its rounds, or road construction that just picked up. When it came closer, it soon registered to them that this distant thunder might just be something they should be worried about.
Pirates, the officials had collectively assumed before switching on the defenses. Being an island receiving the bulk of its income from tourists and its budding digging industry after the discovery of a new ruin (the Bonnes were too rash and cash desperate to bother with whatever was down there), much of the generous profits were funneled into elaborate defense systems.
Of course, the high-tech network of scramblers, missles, and whatnot never were activated.
The radio transmitter on the Kaizer's control panel buzzed to life. Tron momentarily turned her attention away from crushing one of the smaller shacks littered around the edge of the slums to listen.
"We turned off Nubia's Central Defense System," chirped the servbot on the other end. "Just like you ordered!"
Tron smiled. Finally, they had done something right. "Did you shut down the Main Power core?"
"We couldn't find it."
The smile went away. Even from here, Tron could still see that the city lights were on. Just great! "Then find it before they can figure out what's wrong with the defenses! The last thing I need is the police or something going down there and turning it back on again! Turning off the city's power will kill more time! Now find it or I am sending you all to the TORTURE ROOM!"
"But, Miss Tron...?"
"What?!" There was an impatient edge in her voice.
"We don't have a torture room anymore."
"Don't you make me think of something!" roared the pirate. "Now shut off the city's power before I reach town! They're already getting suspicious! The Kaizer isn't a lightweight, you know!"
"Yes, Miss Tron!" The transmission broke up into static. Sighing, Tron hurried the Kaizer along its way. She decided against contacting the Servbots at the communications tower; she killed enough time already. She wouldn't have to worry too much about called-in resistance if she hurried up. Several Servbots were nestled in the Kaizer's dropdown hatch, waiting for the right moment. This was going to be a quick attack: Raid the bank and make a run for it. ((OOC: Requesting permission to use Teisel. >_<'))
And perhaps find Bon while they were at it.
"They better have set the jammer up there," she hissed under her breath. "Last thing I need is Megaman or someone like that."
Without thinking, Tron touched her cheeks, she able to feel the warmth through her gloves. She was blushing.
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Post by SIMSteven on Jun 26, 2004 22:03:15 GMT -5
*Fenril was long gone, in hopes to leave Cerberus behind. He didn't know quite what his problem was, but only assumed he was some sort of snoop.*
*Back at the Nova Flare*
Fenril: I made good progress. These crytals and this orihalcum will work wonders for my invention. The only problem is with the routing....
*Fenril went back to work.*
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Post by BRG on Jun 26, 2004 22:20:55 GMT -5
Megaman turned around. "Come on, you've got to leave now." he said. Cerberus stopped for a moment until Megaman was too far away to see him. Quietly, he dodged behind trees until Megaman led him to the Flutter. But Cerberus didn't care much about that. What he wanted to do was find a city... any city, in hopes of locating the mother units.
Silently, he jumped up onto the back of the Flutter, and sat down on the small pathway, waiting to see where the Flutter would take him.
[OOC: Megaman could go to the island the Bonnes are on, or they could go to the same island as Megaman... just an idea. >_< ]
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Post by Fire Griffin on Jun 26, 2004 22:56:38 GMT -5
((I'm so out of it. @_@ I guess Megaman is going to have to drop in on the Bonnes' fun rather then have them crash the party. X3)) "This how the jammer goes?" a Servbot asked his companion as he fiddled with the contents inside the little backpack it carried. The other looked very confused. "I think. You stick the green wire or the blue wire in the slot? Someone accidently pulled them out earlier." "#3 got hungry and thought there was something in there," shrugged the first Servbot. "Hey!" assumed Servbot #3 cried out. "The buffet table back at the hotel didn't have much. Their pancakes smelled funny and tasted like plastic." "That wasn't a pancake," shot the second Servbot. "That was a coaster!" #3 grumbled. "They looked like pancakes." "Whoa. This tower is big." The first Servbot looked up and down the massive anntenae system that served as Nubia Port's main long-distance communicator and reciever. Even if the people managed to get their power back, the jammer would still buy the Bonnes more time to carry out their raid. * * * * * * * * * CRASH! SLAM!People were screaming and running as the massive robot tore through the buildings and streets, kicking aside animals, cars, garbage cans and whatever else was unfortunate enough to be its path. The police were dispatched, of course, but they hardly stood up to the might of the ferocious Kaizer. The officers were soon scrambling from their totaled vehicles to avoid the blaster fire. "Now where is that bank?" Tron muttered to herself. "I remember seeing it around here, somewhere! Those Servbots better have set up the jammer by now..." * * * * * * * * * The small device exploded into a mess of metal parts and wires the moment it hit the tower rooftop. "Oops, I think I dropped something." The two other Servbots' heads were turned towards the ground as they clung precariously to the top of the antennae beacon. "Was that the jammer?" #3 sputtered. If it were possible, he would've had no color in his face. One thing he feared more than heights was the business end of Tron's wrath. "Miss Tron is not going to like this." ((Really really late random note: This technically means the town can send a distress signal or something. Or broadcast radio news or whatever. But of course, you probably could've figured that out. X3))
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Post by SIMSteven on Jul 18, 2004 21:47:46 GMT -5
*Twiddles thumbs.*
So, uh, we moving sometime this year? I've been waiting for the plot to adavance.
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Post by Fire Griffin on Jul 19, 2004 13:13:25 GMT -5
*Twiddles thumbs.* So, uh, we moving sometime this year? I've been waiting for the plot to adavance. ((Yeeeah, I was thinking the same thing... Depends who's playing Trigger, or something. Shall I make another post because it seems no one is really... Doing anything...? *dust swirls at feet*))
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