The Battle of Repliforce Island
SS Dreadskull
So far as the general layout goes, much hasn't changed on the interior of the ship. The first floor below the main deck is still used for the crew, but its been modified more for the needs of a robotic crew, with energy dispensors, recharge chambers and assorted other high tech collections. The cafeteria and game room still exist however, as even terrorist robots need to take some time off now and then. About every second room over or so, there's a station that androids can man in the event of combat so as to control some of the weapon emplacements of the ship, putting less stress on the main computers so they can concentrate on other things...such as the shields and engines. The huge cargo bays are still as big as they ever were, except it's here that the majority of a workload is handled. When all weapons are retracted, they are here, able to be worked on by the myriad of drones that mill about. Craft carried within the ship's belly are also stored here in a makeshift hangar bay, where they can be repaired and rearmed. The engine room, while not as big as the cargo bay, is still massive in its own right, and constantly crawling with maintenance drones to ensure the ship is operating at peak efficiency at all times. The cabinhouse, aka, the Skull at the front has the same layout as before. A heavy wooden wheel at the front steers the ship left or right, and even can control the altitude. Along the back of the bay are dozens of terminals for scanners, radar, communications, weapons readouts, damage displays, etc. The entire ship is a bustle of activity at any time...
Ballade says, "Metal Man... Into the Wily Mole. I will require your assistance underwater."
Outside> Metal Man nods. "Aye sir on my way." He dashes off to the Wily mole
Outside> Yellow Devil powers up goo running out of its standby mode as it reforms.
Outside> Sword Man waits to be assigned his Team, ready to fight to the last....
Guts Man has arrived.
Outside> Green Devil flexes mightily. "...Too cool..." The voice of Clown states.
Outside> Cappella waits quietly for someone to announce what vehicle she is going to.
Outside> Yellow Devil chuckles darkly its voice booming in Flash Man's tones. "Excellent."
Gemini Man works his way up to the ship's helm. ...Nothing like being the target on this run...
Guts Man sits down in the Dreadskull, arms crossed, he's psyching himself up for the coming battle.
Sword Man has arrived.
Shadow Man assumes a place against the wall. Seatbelts are for losers.
Knight Man also takes a seat. Combat, combat, whee fun! It's been awhile since he's flattened an enemy, and he can't wait to beat the shizzumfuzzlechickenberries out of a forcer.
Outside> Yellow Devil moves about a bit as its pilot gets used to its systems still waiting for an assignment of which group to go with.
Sword Man stomps in and straps himself down, his expression betraying none of his anxiousness toward the fight...
Outside> Green Devil moves about as well as its pilots yes Sideshow is with Clown gets used to the mean green machine.
Outside> Ballade says, "Green Devil - North Wall. Yellow Devil - South Wall."
Outside> Enker says, "Belay that. Both Devils, East Wall."
Outside> Ballade raises his eyebrows. "As Enker Commands.
Outside> Yellow Devil nods. "By ourselves or is there a commander accompanying us?"
Outside> Enker says, "Both of you shall be more than adequate. The Elite have other priorities to deal with, then we shall join you all."
Outside> Green Devil nods at Enker and hrms. "What Flashy said."
Outside> Yellow Devil nods its single red eye gazing down at Enker. "We will not fail."
Gemini Man re-familiarizes himself with the wheel of the craft--always a switch to drive this after using the stealth. He taps his foot a bit as he waits for the orders to move out.
Outside> Yellow Devil says, "Which vehicle should we board?"
[Radio] You send Enker a direct message: "Gemini here. I guess *we're* running this part of the show. Dreadskull's going to absorb a lot of fire, I'm afraid, so it probably makes sense for us and the Gesselshaft to make the first runs. We can draw some action away from the Stealth and the Devils."
"...Incidentally," adds Shadow Man, as if an afterthought, motioning vaguely towards the onboard computers, "the complete layout of Repliforce Headquarters, the surrounding island, and all security measures are available in the Photos-slash-RF subdirectory of my personal files."
Shadow Man says, "The Elites have already been provided with this information."
Enker sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Affirmative. Just remember what wall you're on."
[Radio: (C) Secret] Enker transmits, "All transports, proceed."
Crash Man has been listening quietly the entire time. Really. Honest.
[Radio: (C) Secret] Ballade transmits, "Affirmative."
Gemini Man starts up the ship. "Time to go." While the ship is taking off, he reaches over and starts to bring up the photofiles Shadow Man mentioned. "You know, you could have mentioned this to us sooner..." he says, idly.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Punk transmits, "Complete your objectives. Fight bravely and without abandon. Destroy all obstructions that stand in the way of your mission goals. Today, you useless fucks have the greatest chance to make me proud. Do not fail Command, for failure is never accepted. All units: today is a good day.. for the Repliforce to die."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "North team ready for insertion run. Approaching New York Harbor."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Punk transmits, "Oh, and if any of you shout corny-ass warcries in battle, I'll personally kick your ass before the Reploids do."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Gamma CO Gemini Man transmits, "Dreadskull in approach. We're ready to charge it."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Quint transmits, "Sure, NOW you tell me. *scratching of pen on paper*"
Wilyworm [Quicksilver Earthworm]> Ballade throws several switches, slowing the Mole as he reads the screens overhead. "Hmm. Prepare to disembark when we surface...."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "Mole is in position."
Untroubled by the mysterious albeit encouraging apparitions, Shadow Man turns his attention to the island rapidly approaching in the distance. A Shadow Blade is generated in each hand with a flash of light blue and a horrendous metallic grinding sound. New York - Repliforce Island
Repliforce Island is simply that, an artificial area that has grown so much its now its own seperate Island of New York City. Mazes of rampways, bridges, and shafts give access to the Island, as hovercars, hoverboats, and barges constantly move from New York City's main area to Repliforce Island. In the center of the island is the sprawling dome of Repliforce Headquarters, surrounding by small, futuristic Reploid housing developments and such. Its like a mininature city within a City, situated around RHQ.
Contents:
Hunter Satellite's Gaze
Stealth Transport
UN Transport [Swandive]
RHQ - North Walls
Waters Beneath RHQ
Skies Above RHQ
RHQ - Gates
RHQ - East Walls
Repliforce Headquarters [RHQ]
Obvious Exits:
Southwest leads to New York - Harbor
Northwest leads to New York - Eastern Downtown
North leads to New York - Manhattan Island
Outside> Bonne Airship Outside> Plasma Badger's still lurking on the top of the wall, watching the night for any signs of running lights.. any odd sounds in the darkness form the wrong side of the wall.. etc etc etc. "'s quiet...." he rumbles softly.
Outside> Archer Colossus nods to Iris, and cracks his knuckles. "If anything really goes down today, I won't be pulling any punches." states Colossus, kneeling to tighten the straps on one of his boots. "Right now, things are quiet, and hm...look, a quarter!"
Outside> Bastion hrmms silently, he's got this knack for telling when things are about to go bad. Looking pointedly over toward Iris, who seems to always have the same ability. "Iris..." is all he says.
Outside> Strike Mongoose looks around and sniffs slightly, his eyes glimmering. Setting down the small carving of Iris that he had been working on, he begins slowly tapping his staff on the ground, a faint chime emitting from it eahc time the ends touch the ground. "Looks like its going to be a busy evening..." he says quietly.
Outside> "Repliforce Headquarters," an emotion-neutral male voice crackles over the radio, his voice slightly buzzing with static. "This is the Pegasus-class U.N.T.S Swandive. We've been damaged in a skirmish with the Robot Masters, and are requesting permission for an emergency landing.." A slight cough, as if someone was trying their best to expunge smoke from their lungs. "Our hull is breached and our engines are failing..!"
Sure enough, without allowing time for an official reply, the clouds over Repliforce Island are broken apart. An elongated white transport craft descends, thick black smoke billowing from a large hole in the right rear-hull. The forward portion of the ship takes a sudden dip, putting the Swandive at an angled trajectory aimed directly for the main gates of Repliforce Headquarters. A minor explosion rings out through the air, as a flash of light is emitted from that same smoking hole.
"Oh yeah.." The radioer adds in an almost afterthought. "I'm going to land RIGHT ON YOUR F**KING HEADS! DIE!" That once emotion-neutral voice has taken a suddenly raspy turn, tainted with inhuman malevolence and all that other nasty stuff. The Swandive's engines roar, turning the behemoth ship into a falling star.. right into Repliforce Island.
Outside> The Vanguard turns a little, and Iris addresses Bastion. "Yes?"
Outside> Plasma Badger listens to his internal radio and rumbles, cooling vents opening on the back of his command armor to release two plumes of steam. "Incoming...." he growls as his twin micro-HEARTH reactors come spinning pu to full power deep inside his chest.
Outside> Variable Assault Ride Armor
Outside> Burn Dinorex's view of the dim stars is obscured as the UN airship, the Swandive, approaches. "Well, it seems our enemies are making a move after all. Our preparations will not be in vain. We will defend our home against any and all threats." He says calmly without any hint of unbridled rage, and lowers his body down into a combat-ready crouch, the flames along his back flaring upwards. His optics glimmer with yellow light, and his jaws open slightly. "Let them come."
Outside> And NOW, from behind the streaming speed of the Swandive, another sight emerges from the clouds, as the Robot Masters' Dreadskull is arriving on the scene, diving directly toward the Island, pushing clouds aside as it follows the Swandive's descent.
Outside> Strike Mongoose just smiles as he watches the incoming ship - before he crouches down, resting the end of his staff on one shoulder as he aims it up at the steadily approaching transport. "And so we shall stand against the darkness, and none who seek to oppose us shall fall aside..." he says quietly...
Outside> Archer Colossus looks upwards, and stares at the plunging craft. "Holeeeeyyy-****! Permission to uitilize defensive ordinance for self-defense?" queries Archer, throwing the quarter to the side, and standing tall. "Actually, screw it. I couldn't blow it up solo anyways...time to bring this business to another level..." mutters the sharpshooter, as he begins to increase in size, until the titan rivals the height of General himself. "Now then..."
Outside> Bastion isn't the slightest bit surprised. Yes he hoped, but in the end, you always get these gut feelings, even in reploids. And now, he pulls out both of his pistols. "Wait till you see their ugly mugs, then make sure to put a bullet hole through their foreheads."
Sword Man's eyes narrow as he pulls out an armguard from subspace, specially crafted since his fight with the Strider. He snaps in on and waits by the bay doors. "It is time....." Yep, he's just a LIIIIITTLE to anxious...
Outside> Quell Quetzalcoatlus's wings flick to the left as soon as the whine of not one, but two, diving bodies, large ones, come in on her trail. With a low squeak of surprise, she manages to deftly veer to the side, indigo gaze sweeping over to make sure that the others have managed to sprint out of the way.
Outside> Hailstorm Couatl takes a look at the incoming Vulture-esque Ride Armor, and sends out a tightbeam to his fellow Aerials. Outside> Proteus Fox looks up at the descending craft, "Ah &$@, well here goes nothing." Proteus brings his reactors to full power, a bright blue glow surrounding his body. The air begins to crackle about his form as arcs of electricty cross his frame. The blue glow around the fox's body intensifies, turning into a churning storm of energy. Bring his arms forward all the energy begins to draw into a sigle point at his hands, as the energy syphons in he raises his arms to point at the incoming ship. Suddenly the building energies at the tips of Proteus' fingers exlode outward, producing a beam larger than his own body, streaking out across the sky to meet the incoming craft. The Omega Strike is powerful enough to collapse buildings, lets see what it can do to a kamakazi aircraft.
Guts Man cracks his knuckles, "About time. Remember. Let no one leave here alive. They're nothing but casualties waiting to happen, each and everyone of them!"
Outside> Plasma Badger muses, "Fusion Tempest System... Begin charge. Prepare magnetic baffles for wide angle blast." The pods on his shoulders crack open an inch, electrical discharges crackling between the opening shells along the gaps. "Prioritise for tactical supression mode."
Outside> Bastion receives a radio transmission from Gearworks Fox.
Knight Man grunts and stands, forming his mace on his hand. "Their very existance tis an insult to our Lord. We shalt slaughter them all!" Oh wow, he's /here/! Time to get serious... no wait, that's Megaman's stupid quote. "We shalt stain the ground with their worthless mechfluid..." That's more like it. He advances towards the door, stayeth frosty.
Outside> Spiral Pegasus stops his midair plunge, flipping over and 'skidding' to a stop by using his hooves as faux air brakes. "So much for -that- choice of landing pads," the pegacion mentions as the bullets start flying high and hard at the incoming shuttlecraft. "Aerial! Keep an eye open, and take note of anybody coming out with rocket packs! Take the flyers first, -then- go for the ground targets!"
Gemini Man holds fast to the wheel of the craft as he dives following the Swandive's path. He starts to push a few of the buttons to ready the onboard weapons. "We'll follow as soon as it's safe to drop. For now...we got cannons on this thing, right?"
Outside> A few murmurs is given by the Falcon. The voice can faintly be heard, and it is spoken in Latin. The reploid seems to be making a prayer. Both hands clamps together, they tighten together. Then, the hands unclasp. The moment of prayer to the Lord is over. It is now the time to defend the people of the Repliforce. Even if it means drawing arms.
In fact, as the battle is beginning, the Falcon's left hand makes a soft movement towards the sheath around his waistline. The blade is finally grasped, and it is drawn towards the air. The sword of Cid, El Cid to be exact. The regally divine blade that has been modernized shall prove useful. If he is to die, he will die protecting the place that deserves to prosper. The blade is gleaming upon the moonlight, the transporal beam reflecting back.
As soon as the blade makes its dramatic appearance, the optics of the Falcon brightens. The battle shall be glorious, and all shall be victorious, not pyrriac. The Lord shall provide protection, and Valiant are one of the protectors. The wings expands forth angelically, defiently ready for battle. The first target that is spotted is the one in the air, the Ride Armor as one of the Repliforcers pointed out. The sharp optics stares briefly at it, reading himself.
Outside> Strike Mongoose takes aim at the incoming hostiles, the end of his staff splitting open into a pair of prongs, both joining about halfway down its length. All around them the air suddenly begins to shimmer as Strike powers up his weapon. "And although ye may walk within the shadow of death, ye shall fear no evil - for we are the Repliforce, and this is OUR Island..." he whispers, waiting for the first Master to pop his head out.
Shadow Man says rises from the wall and heads towards the door. He glances briefly to his squadron commander, but says nothing.
Outside> The battered and bleeding transport, striving so elegantly to fulfil its grand and epic name -- a name that was apparently spraypainted across the bow of the ship -- is peppered with shots from the autocannons, further assaulted by the Repliforcers below. A last moment evasive maneuver, one of the pilots desparately pulling on the sticks, causes the right wing is clipped by one of the more impressive shots from an eager Proteus Fox, sending the transport into a tizzy of a spiral, yet it is too far along its course to be stopped now.
From its belly, three dark capsules shoot out faster than a cannon could possible hope to fire them. Each is aimed to impact heavily with the plethory of Repliforce generics that no doubt reside amongst the masses. Each dark capsule continues something even more vile, more dangerous..
Yet the Swandive continues its descent, striving for perfection as it should. It aims for the very Gates of Repliforce Island, and it's awfully close now. Go, Swandive. Go you big white fire engine.
Outside> Burn Dinorex snorts flames from his nostrils, the flames on his back rising. "Come down and fight. We're waiting for you." He says through his razorsharp teeth, despite the fact that nobody up in the air is going to be able to hear him. Regardless, the massive flaming dinosuar is ready to tackle whoever comes his way, and melt them into puddles.
Gemini Man seems to have a hold on where the weapon consoles are. He almost considers asking for another pair of hands. oO(Whoa, wow, I must be under more duress than I thought.)Oo He shakes his head, then stands next to himself, operating the cannons. "Prepare to disembark," the original twin orders, as the first begins to rain firepower out onto the front of the base.
Outside> Proteus Fox erms as he only manages to clip a wing, "Ugh, I think now would be a good time to run." Hopping off the wall thats exactly what the vulpine does. He makes a run for it, he's not about to be crushed by a crashing ship, no sir. He doesn't run far though. he isn't going to abandon his post, despite the fact that his post won't exist for much longer.
Outside> Archer Colossus meanwhile doesn't run. He doesn't cower. The twenty-foot titan holds his position at the gates with pride. As the Swandive continues to spirwal downwards, Archer's normally plesant demeanor turns into a cold sneer. Engaging his flame generators, he begins covering his entire body in a coat of flames, bathing his form in red fire.
"Heads up people! IT'S COMING RIGHT FOR US!" he bellows, crossing his large arms before his face to shield himself when the impact comes. But he won't run. Oh no. He won't run. All he can do, is watch, and wait.
Outside> Archer Colossus projects a forcefield around himself.
Outside> SS Dreadskull opens fire on the front gates of the base, the full force of its cannons coming to bear. Waves of shells and cannon-fire start to slam against the front gates as the Dreadskull gets closer to range to release its real payload: Master troops.
Outside> Plasma Badger edges himself carefully out of the way .. well.. as much out of the way as he can manage. He bounds down off the wall and arrests his descent with a blast of vented excess power from his reactors just as he reaches the ground. "Heads up!" he roars. His shoulder pods are nice and warm now, white light glowing inside of them.
Crash Man stands near the back, feet braced shoulder width apart on the floor for balance. One hand admitedly grips onto the side of the ship to further help steady himself, his only real concession to the fact that the ride might become rather bumpy soon. Hearing Gemini's statement a rather broad grin crosses his face. "Any cute chicks down there, I get dibs on 'em!"
Knight Man clomps towards the door, mace ready, shield ready, ego ready. Let's do this. He looks towards the door "This night is for the glory of our Lord Wily!"
Bastion kneels down, and pulls out what looks like a rocket launcher. Oh hell no was he allowing the total destruction of his security net gates through without expressing his true feelings on it. Cocking the lever on the side back, he loads it up with small contact mines, grenades of a sort. Pulling back and lifting up, Bastion's visor goes red with a grid overlay.
Then, that beautiful Swandive, in it's glorious final flight, is hit with those same mines. But then of course, as fate would have it, it isn't stopped, the debris is carried on by the momentum and smashes through the main gates and part of the wall, utterly crushing it. Those same gates soon reveal though, that they're not undefended, behind them, Repliforce awaits.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "Engaging North Wall's commander. Spread out."
Outside> Strike Mongoose is already moving, already out of the way of the main gates as the first of the shells from the Dreadskull begin to pound against the gates. He staff in one hand, still vibrating fit to rattle anyone else's teeth, he keeps one eye on those pods... hmmm, that doesn't look too good...
Outside> Quell Quetzalcoatlus manages a surly hiss towards the crashed transport, but returns her attention on the Dreadskull, priming her jets for a quick boost of speet d to set herself along the flank of the... rather ugly ship. And then, it opens fire. With a half-shudder, she backwings, hard, and then nearly reverses her course, strafing with a shots of nitrogen, which freeze upon reaching the shell of the Dreadskull.
Gemini Man pulls the Dreadskull into an aprupt turn as he dives down toward the gates, and past the Repliforcers' aerial units. "Did you SEE that?!"
Outside> SS Dreadskull veers sharply as the shots from the Queztalcoatl hit against the side. Then, it alters course, sweeping down to sail past the gates at an angle and drop the Masters inside down past the Swandive and into the fight below.
Sword Man yells, "TO ARMS, BROTHER!! THE BATTLE HAS BEEN JOINED!!" With that, he drops out of the 'Skull and into RHQ.
Outside> Quell Quetzalcoatlus sweeps back up, twisting to regard the drop. "Bah, ad if that would have actually stopped it. I think they know we're ticked, though." She hovers for a moment longer.
Outside> Burn Dinorex begins to set his bulk into motion, taking long strides. His tail reaches out behind him, the flames flowing backwards as he runs. His large clawed feet pound the ground as he moves, and a low growl escapes his toothed maw. "I'm waiting for you." He says, glaring upwards with blazing eyes, waiting for the enemy to show thier faces. His flame-patterned armor shines, and the real flames on his bacl flare. The beast awaits.
Outside> Archer Colossus meanwhile gets peppered as debris from the right side of the gate and the wall bounces off of him, and his firey shield as the Swandive impacts. After everything settles, Archer opens his eyes, and lets the flames die. "I...still function!" cackles the normally cocky Reploid. "And...we got bogies everywhere. Cr*p." he mutters, as he reaches up to smooth out his bandanna, and adjust the knot.
Outside> Proteus Fox frowns as the gates are destroyed, the destruction is not as bad as he thought it would be, but still the the gates are gone. Shaking his head, Proteus begins recharging, readying himself for the battle thats about to unfold.
Outside> Crash Man is the first to drop out of the Dreadskull with his usual exuberant enthusiasm. So eager is he in fact that he dives headfirst out of the transport. What is he, nuts? Suicidal? Darn skippy! Just when it seems he might live up to his name by crashing painfully into the ground, he flips rightside up to land on his feet in a crouch. Drill arrms uplift, his eyes scan around with a wicked gleam to scan for the nearest RFer. o O (Darn, no hot chicks.)
Outside> With Quell off and engaging Mr. Skullhead, it's up to Spiral Pegasus to rally and organize the remaining Aerial gumbies. "Looks like they're getting ready to come out..." The pegacion raises a hand, "Alright, on my mark, unleash hell. Or something similiar." And here they come! The hand drops. "Now!" There's a mighty whoosh, and Aerial's gumbies meet the first Master gumbies to hit the air. Huzzah! Spiral's winged form is in the lead, looking for someone slightly less gumbyish to engage.
Outside> Guts Man jumps out of the Dreadskull. Landing on the ground. See nice and simple people.
Outside> Another android arrives immediately following Guts Man. He drops from the Dreadskull, collapsing his posture slightly on impact to absorb any shock, and then righting himself. Blood red eyes scan the Repliforce resistance, above a face that adheres flawlessly to the concept of robotic composure. His stance is the stance of a fighter, a stance of absolute and unquestioned confidence. Each blue-gloved hand holds a massive four-pointed shuriken, the metal gleaming with reflected light from every blast and every explosion. Middle fingers from each hand hook through the circular hole in the center of the blades, others splayed around the interior. One foot is swept back, and the blades raised in front of the robot master at oblique angles to his centerline. A smirk crosses his features. Shadow Man is ready. Shadow Man is always ready. Bring it on.
Outside> Frost Man comes flying out himself. He leaps out, "Wheeeeee!!!" He sails high and beautifully. "I'm flying! I'm flying! Sword Man, I'm -ACK-!" **CRASH** He pulls himself up out of the Frost Man Bellyflop shape in the ground..."Owie..."
Outside> Knight Man also jumps out of the Dreadskill. Unfortunatly he's a bit too high as he leaps, and being a big lug he hits the ground rather hard, leaving a small Knight Man-shaped hole in the ground, which moments later he leaps out of. Mace in hand, shield ready... and covered in dirt, he's seeking some action "For the glory of Lord Wily!!" BWAR!!
Outside> The dark capsules launched like a cannon from the underbelly of the battered United Nations vessel, the Swandive, fly downward toward the gathering mass of Repliforce underlings, like a comet from the heavens
[Here are the combatants...]
RHQ - Gates
From off in the distance and high atop one of the walls, Strike narrows his eyes and smirks - and taps his radio, before raising up his staff to tae aim at the mass of Master
The dark capsules launched like a cannon from the underbelly of the battered United Nations vessel, the Swandive, fly downward toward the gathering mass of Repliforce underlings, like a comet from the heavens - a sliver of a fiery tail lights up the backside of each. The first fired, the front-most capulse in their formation, is the first to let gravity take its course - it is the first capsule to increase its once-gentle downward arc toward the ground. As this small craft begins to near its target, a harsh, whining sound emits from its front - it sounds as though the engine could be struggling to keep the capsule's path.
Sword Man dives out of the Dreadskull, sword raised, screaming to high hell. He thuds to the ground, creating a fairly decent crater, but manages to keep upright, despite his clanging halves. "FOR THE GLORY OF WILY!!!" He charges into the fray. Time for hell to be raised.
From off in the distance and high atop one of the walls, Strike narrows his eyes and smirks - and taps his radio, before raising up his staff to tae aim at the mass of Master's that are dropping out of the transports. Well, time to pick a target and get started.
Well.. the angle's bad for a Fusion tempest from Plasma Badger. SNAFU and all that. The pods on his shoulders reroute energy to the other systems in his body, the glow suddenly coming to his mouth as it drops open, head sweeping amongst the various inbound Masters, looking for a good target. Within is the primed cannon for a fire-projecting cannon, ready for blasting things with. And who does it look like the lucky Master is who gets to be the playmate of a twelve foot tall, fire breathing badger? Um...
Gemini Man is the last to dive out of the Dreadskull, and leaves it as it is lowest in his arc. Leaving the flying to the joes for now, he tucks and rolls as he hits the ground, just outside of where the Swandive has made its tremendous crash. The Dreadskull does its part by rising up again after its arc, heading back for the skies.
Archer Colossus meanwhile moves over in front of the main gates, where as Burn charged. His role's Base Defense, and that's just what he plans to do. So, taking a fighting stance, the monsterous Reploid prepares to become an immobile wall to block the gates. If anyone's getting in, they're getting in through him.
Quell Quetzalcoatlus whips around, almost as if half-expecting another strafing run on the ship, but relents as it veers off. She then tucks her wings to her sides, and in a silver and scarlet blur, to do her best to head the group off, or at least harry them into a more contained area. Her hand snaps down, scooping up a small fireaxe, and then hisses again, snapping her beak several times. "Spiral, any preferences?"
And so, a metal comet complete with burning red mien falls from the skies. It simply falls to the ground, crashing through the Earth where many soldiers have fallen before, and will again. The explosive impact of the capsule leaves a gaping pockmark in the ground, from which only white smoke rises. Soon, and surely, the metal head of a titanium maul is slowly lifted above the crater. Below it, attached to the handle, is a streaming skull banner that waves in the wind. Punk has arrived.
The final capsule spirals down to the earth below, revolutions only adding to the force of impact. The first in the line of capsules, the first to have reached orbit. Once simply an escape pod from the Wilystar, and now instead.. it carries the man of the hour. The man whose mind was behind all of this. He's silent for his descent, hands pressed to the sides of the capsule to keep himself in place. Impact arrives, tearing through another section of the Repliforce's prized generic squadrons. Immediately following the landing, the ruby-tinted door is kicked open, a man shrouded in a dark cloak emerging from its midst.
Proteus Fox begins to advance on the master forces, systems fully recharged and at the ready, "Alright, lets crack some Master heads together."
Plasma Badger's eyes slowly track through the croud, blazing, red eyes settling on the form of Knight Man. There's a sublte shift his his shoulders and knees for a moment as he skids to a halt on all fours and lopes off downrange towards the Master with the ball & chain, standing back upright. His mouth, which has been opened since before he turned, spits out a coruscating beam of pure, liquid fire towards his presently chosen target.
Burn Dinorex watches as the Robot Masters begin to spill out of their craft. And so it begins. The enemies are at the gates. Who will triumph this night? Only time will tell. Burn Dinorex stomps his way towards where the RMs are landing, the flames cresting down his back flaring upwards. His optics blaze with yellow light, and he holds his head low to the ground, massive arms arched outwards, and his tail moving slowly from side to side. The dinosaur is ready for whatever comes his way.
Sword Man puts his guard down.
Knight Man hmms and glances over at the beam of fire heading his way "Bah, amaturish!!" He extends his shield in the air, and it totally absorbs the blast, he then turns to face the one who attacked him "I taketh it thou dost want to fight me? I would commendeth thine bravery.. or stupidity Repliforcer, but thou shalt be dead soon, so tis no matter!!" He swings his mace over his head a few times and flings it at his new opponent. Mm, spikey.
Proteus Fox's glowing blue eyes peer at the master forces, pondering which enemy to choose. Deciding on a particular foe, Proteus goes into action, moving quickly to intercept Sword Man. Lifting his right arm, energy gathers into his palm as he move closer to the two part Master. Throwing his hand forward, he wordlessly unleashes the gathered energy, hoping to take Sword Man off guard. Fair play? We don't need no stinkin' fair play.
Bastion decides times like this, he wishes he was far off on a beach somewhere, where it's nice and quiet. Maybe one on Long Island somewhere, where the Atlantic and Hudson River have been cleaned up some. Kneeling down again as all the Masters descend he spots his target, the one person probably in charge. Clicking a setting tab on his pistol, his clear visor gets a red grid across it again, as he takes aim. "One, you lock the target. Two you bait the line."" Bastion then emits a loud shriek from his audio emitters, "Three, you slowly spread the net... and four, you catch the man." A single energy bullet is then shot out toward Enker.
The air cracks as a shot flies out, skimming over the heads of the assembled Masters and coming to a rather abrupt stop at Crash's feet, sending up a large plume of dirt. Strike leaps down from the wall, and swings his staff down to draw a line across the ground in front of him with its two ends. "Hey, you with the power..." he shouts out, raising one finger in a 'come and get me' gesture. "Lets dance."
Spiral Pegasus looks for an acceptable target. Hmm, decisions, decisions....
Punk cooly glances back to Quint and points to Archer Colossus. "We'll destroy the big one, and work our way down to the equally worthless shorter ones. Remember, I want the head." Punk looks back, staring down the immense Reploid's form. "Is this what they send out to fight?" This Elite's voice is both insulting and joking, "What a laugh. Big suits of armor powered by little peons inside. Hahaha, what a f**king joke.."
Frost Man gets up and brushes himself off. He nods reassuringly, and looks about the battle field. Nervously, he fidgets a moment, before shaking his head. Slowly, surely, he lumbers his way towards the fray. Ohh...big Dinosaur! "I'll bet that he'll be in the way bunches...." He takes a moment, "...I know! I'll knock him out of the way!" With that, he builds up a large cube of ice, a good 10 feet, squared. He set's it on the ground and gives it a mighty heave at Burn Dinorex, letting the thing slide on it's way...
Guts Man stands there as he watches his brothers go into combat, what can he do in a situation like this? Stand around and wait to be called to pinch hit.
Phrell it all he's good with that Chain. The Repliforcer badger swerves to the side with manuvering thrusters, avoiding the attack narrowly as his right shoulder pod opens and.. doesn't unleash flaming death on Knight Man, but rather a sphere of glowing fire about the size of a golfball. How cute.... Then the little puffball explodes violently. Not so cute....
The would-be sniper finds his mark, the shot impacting hollowly with the enshrouding cloak that so encircles the Elite Commander. He stumbles for a moment, momentarily losing his footing on the ruined ground below as the blast parts its way through the less-than-protective garment and scores a hit upon his armored body. He pauses, a frown painting his face, before he glances towards the other Elite. "Go and deal with the jolly black giant over there, brothers. It would seem that someone wishes to pick a fight with one such as I.." Gesturing forward, parting his cloak for a moment, he points towards the gates and the behemoth that guards them.
Of course, the boys are one step ahead of him, and Enker simply turns away. His visor lowers, triangulating the relative position of his assailant. Already he begins to jog off to the side as his tracker is put to work, making himself a touch more difficult target should Bastion attempt another shot. His body glows just a little.
Gemini Man gets back up to his feet and activates his weapon first, then his holo-clone. Preparing their cannons, the twins look back up to the skies, spotting the form of the saurian that had almost knocked their ship off-course. Readying their cannons, they charge, and fire two pulse-blasts into the sky, hoping to bring the Quetzalcoatlus away from the Dreadskull and down where the real action is starting to begin.
Sword Man charges to the battle....and is promptly floored by a mighty cannon blast to his chest. He falls to the ground in a heap, his armor blackened and smoking, but quickly stands back up and looks toward the source. There, he finds a vulpine 'Forcer, gun smoking. "Blindsiding one without warning. How base....." he mutters. Then, over the cacophany of battle, he yells out, "YOU! You dare to attack one of the order of Lord Wily without so much as a word. You call us dishonorable and evil, yet you dare to use such dishonorable tactics. Your hypocrisy disgusts me, and this insult shall NOT go without penance. You, foul one, I, Sword Man, Son of Wily, challenge you to a duel!" With that, he screams out and levels a large downward slash straight for Proteus's hand.
Spiral Pegasus spots an acceptable target, and look ma, he's as big as I am! Landing gracefully a few feet from Guts Man, Spiral Pegasus jabs an accusing finger at the huge Master. "You're always looking for someone with -guts- to take on. Well, take a good look, 'cause I'm your huckleberry." A short gust of wind flutters his wings dramatically.
Knight Man ducks as the Plasmaball sails over head, and he looks at his opponent and sneers "Thine fighting ability tis pitiful. Is THIS all Repliforce has to offereth in their defense?" He swings his mace again and flings it again, it's about all he does. Fun.
Quint's head tilts upward toward Punk, his optics meeting with those of his larger brother; his head then proceeds to bob slightly in agreement. "This one should go down easily. After all," his tone lightens, becoming more airy and joking, while his small hand places itself on Sakugarne's chrome top. "He's fighting ME! I'll have crushed him into the ground before he even notices me." His head then faces toward, taking the time to observe his opponent-to-be, looking up and down its behemoth frame.
Guts Man eyes Spiral Pegasus. "I said someone who has guts. Not someone that smells like a big pile of horse shit."
Archer Colossus snorts as he cracks his knuckles. "I ain't a suit of armor. But I guess that blade stuck through your neurals ***ks up your thinking process, doesn't it?" asks Archer. "Destroy me? You can try it big-red. Least, I hope you've got some cajones...unless you're compensatin for somethin with those spikes." adds Colossus, as he removes his sunglasses, and places them in a belt pouch. "How about you two talk less, and fight more?" snorts the titan.
"Sorry 'toots', you're not my type," Crash snaps back with an almost gleeful grin. "But I guess just this once I can take you out." That said the Wilybot lunges forward, intent on destroying both the line drawn by the tuberat, and the tuberat himself. Fist drawing back as if he might throw a punch, he instead throws, of all things... a can of beer?
True enough, the shot does hit home. Quell's squawk of utter chagrin, mixed with pain from the energy crackling about in her systems, rings out. A quick plummet to the ground, before she half-manages to saver herself with some grace, greets the optics of the android. But now... focus asserts itself, and with a mighty pump of her wings, Quell continues her descent, beak gaping slightly, optics gleaming again with an almost predatory edge. No time is wasted on words.
Burn Dinorex turns his large head towards Frost Man as the bulky Robot Master rises from the ground. "Ice?" The flaming dinosaur snarls. He releases a blast of flame from his gaping jaws, and peers at Frost Man with glowing yellow optics. "You think I will fall to ice?" He slowly lifts his large feet from the ground, taking slow steps towards Frost Man. "My fires will not succumb to ice. But will my flame melt you, frozen giant?" He says through his teeth, and light begins to form inside his jaws, and he sends a snort of fire spilling from his nostrils towards Frost Man.
Plasma Badger seems a little nonplussed at Knight Man as he closes into melee range with him. The chain chatters along his armor loudly, scuffing paint and putting scratches along his right upper arm. Then his left arm pops up, claws deploying from his fingertips. There's a momentary pause as he drifts across Knight Man's field of vision, his rumbling voice calling out softly a single word that may still give some people nightmares, "Candygram..." Then the claws slash outward and to the side, aiming towards Sword Man's midsection.
Shadow Man raises an eyebrow, his eyes darting from one Repliforcer to another. He merely maintains his position, for a strategically suicidal length of time, and yet no attacks seem forthcoming. With a shrug, the Robot Master lowers the blades to his sides, and /walks/ towards the entrance to Repliforce Headquarters, as if all he had to do is step right in the front door. And, if no one makes attempts to stop him, that seems to be exactly what he intends to do.
As the sword descends, Proteus does nothing. The massive sword reaches the hand, but fails to impact something solid, instead it simply passes through the semiliquid limb and Proteus laughs at the master, "Honorable combat? Thats an amusing joke. Limiting ones possible tactics is fullharty at best and out right stupid at worst. The only true honor in battle is victory, something I shall take from you." With that, the same hand that Sword Man's weapon passed through with such ease, reforms its self, taking the shape of a bladed weapon and Proteus lunges forward slashing, the once liquid hand now very much solid now.
Spiral Pegasus smirks and withdraws his finger, as his wings spread behind him. "Heh. Is random insults all you're good for now?" he says disdainfully, adding in a sad shake of his head. "Ah well, it must be for a reason. You already know just how badly out of date you are, geezerbot."
Strike Mongoose blinks at the rather unexpected nature of the attack - its not every day that smoeone thows odd things at you. Of course, reflexes take over at this point and Strike drives under the attack, rolling along the ground and deactivating his staff for a moment. When he pops back up he is right in front of Crash Man, a tiny smirk on his face. "Straighten up and say aaaaaahhhh, pretty boy,"he says in way of reply, and jabs the end of his staff into the Master's stomach.
Knight Man leaps back, dodging the blow easily. "Pathetic. Thou art hardly worth mine time." The mace reels in on his arm, and fastens in place, becoming like a big spikey fist "Thou and thine allies dost deserveth to fall to Lord Wily, pathetic so-called protectors of the world" And since his mace is like a big spikey fist, he uses it as such. POW
Guts Man laughs, "Hahahahaha. You sure a crazy mothafornicator aren't you dipshit? Me being an old geezer, that's just classic. Here's an idea. Why don't you shut the hell up before I rip your silly Buffalo Wings off your back and sell them at the Bar'N'Brawl?"
Frost Man blinks. He reaches up and scratches his head..."Barney talks funny..." He gahs as his frame is engulfed in flame, somethign he's quite used to seeing....when he drops stuff. He is still there in that safe position, smoldering slightly, but thats all. He blinks. "I never liked Barney." He lumbers towards Burn Dinorex, full tilt, building up a head of steam "I HATE BARNEY!!" As soon as the goliath gets in reach, he swings his his arm across his chest, and aims a mighty back hand at the Repliforcer's snout.
The Gemini twins both duck and cover as the Repliforcer dives toward them. Quell ends up streaming over their heads, just barely clearing their crouched positions. Standard operation procedure for a midair opponent... well, they could keep shooting, but that's not nearly so much fun. Gemini Man and Gemini Man rise to their feet, and one of them gives the other a leg-up. Pushing his twin into the air as Quell Queztalcoatlus dives through, Gemini Man tosses Gemini Man like a projectile, to slam into the saurian and knock her out of the sky.
Bastion walks rather calmly, despite having a hand to his headset. His face, despite the radio comms, is the absolute calm you'd expect to see at the eye of a raging storm. "Enker." is all he says, a slight New York drawl to his words. And with that simple word, he blinks to just in front of Enker's form, and pulls his nightstick to give him a true New York welcome.
With a rusty creak, Punk raises a spiky purple brow. He takes in what Archer Colossus has to say with an unnerving silence, simply taking it all in. Once he finishes, the Elite erupts into a dark chuckle. His voice, albeit richly amused, smacks of sheer ignorant hate. "How do I put this?" Punk asks, raising his left hand to emphasize the question? "Ah, yes. Shut your f**king face, n****r. Know your place is beneath my foot, and know nothing more. Deviance from your true purpose as my BOOT-LICKER will result in PUNISHMENT MOST FATAL.."
With a faint grunt, Punk hefts his banner-clad maul up. "NOW BOW BEFORE ME, YOU WORTHLESS MOTHERF**KER!" The android ignites his dash-jets and quickly closes the gap between himself and Archer Colossus. With the hammer raised above, Punk brings the pommel of the metal weapon down upon Archer's face.
Sword Man's upper half launches up, his lower end swiveling around to the side, clearing the slash from his liqueous foe. On descent, he points his sword downward, and, as he nears his legs, thrusts violently down on his foe, yelling "Honor is ALL!"
Quell Quetzalcoatlus does indeed whoosh over, and then twists to veer back towards the target. Distracting, while not as gratifying as oh, say rending, would still preoccupy the Master while the moments tick to get the conversion of power down. Much to the avian's surprise, though, one of the twins is rising to greet her by the time she readjusts. A low cheep of surprise melts into a deafening thunder of wings as she tucks her legs as tightly to her chest, and snaps her wings down, the weight of tanks and pylons adding to the downward force of her downsweep.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "One pylon destroyed."
Plasma Badger WHOOFS! as the ball of the mace crashes into his chest with a good, solid 'thwack' and cracking armor. "Okay.. now I'm angry..." he rumbles, lunging at the Knight with his hand held in a knife-hand position, aiming for the dead center of his chest, clasws deployed. Cmon.. he's better than this.. normally.. Smoke pours out of his nostrils as he shoves himself forward, trying to sink his claws home.
Burn Dinorex's head reels off to the side, and slowly returns to it's former position, optic blazing and smoke drifting upwards from the corners of his mouth. "Barney? You must have the intellect of a five year old." He says, and rises up from his crouch slightly, partially showing his impressive hieght. The flames along his back pulsate, ans his tail moves like an agitated snake, ready to strike. "And you slapped me. I'll do you a favour and kill you quickly." He says, and lashes out with his right hand, sending the long curved claws attached to his arm towards Frost Man.
Spiral Pegasus soars up into the sky, still sadly shaking his head. "Now there's a thought, why don't you come and try it? Or better yet, let me come down to you!" Aiming his heels at Guts Man's head, our hero comes slamming down towards the hulking Master hooves-first.
After his last battle with an individual that could do ranged attacks, Crash doesn't intend to hold still very long in one spot. Just as the staff is thrust towards him, he twists to the side to avoid it's path. Right arm lifting to point directly at Strike, he allows a sneer to cross his lips. His usual banter is forgotten for now as it wouldn't be heard over the whir of the drill as he attacks the mongoose 'forcer.
Police brutality in New York? You must be joking. The nightstick catches Enker's helmet, causing the smallest of dents in its golden features, the head of the Elite barely cocking to the side from the blow. Staring through the visor, he tilts his gaze up just a touch to observe the assailant properly now. "Well, you're familiar." He remarks offhandedly, before lowering his body into a faint crouch. It does not last, however, as the Elite Commander projects his body forward, right fist slamming through the folds of the cloak to try and catch this Repliforcer square in the face. Two can play at the assault and battery game.
Guts Man's is it in the forehead by the flying horse's hoof. He more or less shrugs off the attack, "Cripes, you whine that all I do is talk. Well I guess I'll whine that you're a freaking wuss. Quint can kick harder than you!" He takes a few steps backs and shouts to a few of the gumbies around to open fire on Spiral Pegasus. Go go go Guts Man Hardhats!
Proteus Fox chuckles some more as he nimbly jumps to the side avoiding the downward thrust from Sword Man, "Honor is idiotic. Its a completely realitive concept. Everyone has their own idea of what honor is. So you'll have to excuse me if I don't take people seriously when they spout off something so idiotic as honor is all." Proteus' left hand comes up, electrical energies corsing through it. Pointing his index and middle finger at Sword Man the electricity is discharged in a yellow arc at the Master.
Knight Man dodges again, wow, he's doing oddly well. He just shakes his helmet "Pathetic, simpley pathetic. Thou art hardly worth mine time, if thou dost turneth around and run away screaming like the weak little person thou art I might leteth thee live." And just to emphasize, he delivers a nice kick in the gut.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "The North Wall Commander appears to be running. Yamato is tearing the hell out of another, and I think their lines are weakening."
Frost Man may be slow and stupid, but he's not...erm...stupid....I mean...aw heck. He's smart enough to stumble back a step, letting the slash fall short.. We'll leave it at that. He'd chuckles playfully, "Missed me! And now...." He throws his arms up high, "My turn...." He teeters a second, curling up his mittens. When, he brings his weight foreward, drving his mittens down like a pair of piledrivers at Burn Dinorex's head. "TAG!"
Gemini Man is smacked down to the earth in mid-flight as the wings crash into him and push him forcibly to the ground. He slams into the dirt, and bounces once, then twice.
The small, lime frame of Quint can be seen partaking in very little motion, thus far; only his head moves at the moment, continuing to scan his mammoth opponent from top to bottom, repeatedly. . o O ( This one can't even come close to matching my superior skill. Look at him! He's simply to large to dodge the mighty blade of Sakugarne! ) His idle thought, distracted by the obscene yelling of Punk, comes to a close. "Hmm. Perhaps if I take down one of this...imposing stature, those peons we call "Robot Masters" will finally give me the respect I deserve!" In a blur of movement, the Elite Master boards his weapon, the well-known - and more respected than the rider, himself - Sakugarne.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "I've destroyed the linchpin of their underwater defenses. Placing satchel charges."
The overwhelming force of his brothers evidently serves Shadow Man quite well. Walking right past the massive Colossus while the Elites keep it busy, Shadow Man suddenly dashes to the right for no apparent reason - actually avoiding the automated security sweep. Evidently he's already memorized the plans he aquired on his covert mission a few weeks ago. He leaps then towards the wreckage of the Swandive, intending to leap through the twisted metal hole around it.
Strike Mongoose staggers slightly as the attack rips into his shoulder, bringing a burst of mech fluid with it. "Oh thats it..." he says, spinning around in a complete arc and leaping away from Crash Man in one smooth motion. His staff lashes around, and the front end splits in half to form a massive tuning fork - which then shimmers and unleashes a blast of conflicting ranges of sonic directly into the ground at Crash's feet. Unlike last time, however, the ground does more than explode, instead spinning around and erupting rocks in a miniture earthquake.
Spiral Pegasus recovers from his attack with a three-point landing. His smirk changes to an outright smile at the approaching mets. "Never do yourself what you can let your mindless drones do, eh?" Jumping to his feet, Spiral Pegasus merely waves off the mets with one arm, and then the other. Of course, with each wave comes a gale-force wind that knocks the mets to the four winds. "Now where was I, oh yes, buffalo wings. Sorry, don't have any, but you can try Sonic Banshee's cooking!" A strawberry bundt cake appears from the depths of Spiral's subspace, twirls about his body a couple times, and then finally launches at Guts Man on another gust of wind.
Archer Colossus doesn't bow, he doesn't bend, and he sure as hell doesn't break. "Y'know what I say, you out dated, ****ing *****er with a **** fetish for your little pogo-riding buddy?" asks Archer, optics burning. At this point Quint's drilling clips a tear in his arm as Quint's drill tears into it, drawing a nasty look from Colossus, giving the promise of violence.
Sword Man quickly sidesteps the blast, not willing to take another one to his already damages torso. Instead, he looks to smack the Fox right upside the head with the flat of his sword. "Honorable battle separates the noble from the barbaric."
Guts Man catches the cake as it's blown his way. "Naw it's ok, I don't want to eat your girlfriend's crap. I think you should eat it pal." He tosses the cake back at Spiral Pegasus.
The sound of metal crashing into the metal, that resounding sound echos through Bastion's body and most likely Enker's hand. The cracked metal on Bastion's right cheek and his destroyed visor, falls away, a bit of infrastructure beneath being revealed. But as fast as that happens, Bastion's hand is on his gun again, unholstered, Bastion fires near point blank into Enker's chest.
[Radio: (C) Secret] Enker transmits, "Ballade, report on how many pylons remain privately."
Enker receives a radio transmission from Ballade.
Punk brings his right forearm up, easily turning aside the burning foot of Archer Colossus. So simple was this task, that he doesn't even stumble nor slip, or in any way lose his balance. It's downright scary when someone smaller than you can shrug off your pain. "You're pathetic, n****r. Slow, stupid, and pathetic. A testament to how inferior your kind is. Fight all you like, you'll just die tired." Punk chuckles darkly while raising the back of his left hand..
Quell Quetzalcoatlus jabbers again upon being struck, and it's slightly unclear if she's really injured that badly... or just rather... vocal. Either way, she loses altitude as a wingtip, or rather, the outer third edge, is sheared off. A few tumbles, and then the pterosaur base skids to a halt, shrieking and hissing in a cacophony of sound. And then, a low, quiet growl rumbles from her as she shakes her head, slowly. However, she doesn't lunge forward just quite yet. She pauses, optics livid, and fixed upon Gemini, as she begins working on another strategy. A flick of her hand, and she whips out a small handgun, military issue, with lines vaguely similar to one of the MUCH older Glocks. "Bite me!" She shrills out, before taking a bead on the Master, and pulling the trigger.
The slug impedes itself into the chest; the Elite is far too close to have a chance of dodging, and with something like that it's hard to send any sort of damage back. The projectile itself blasts its way through the cloak, leaving a faint hole that shows golden armor beneath. A slight step is taken backwards.. yet the Elite remains standing. Enker's lips twist into a faint smirk, before he unholsters a weapon of his own from behind. Small. Golden. Different. He fires likewise, point blank.
*whump* The cake clocks Spiral Pegasus on the chin, taking the breath out of him as well as any appetite he might have had for bakery in the near future. Rubbing his jaw, he mutters something imcomprehensible since his jaw is now broken in multiple places yet again. Thus the pegacion's attention is returned to Guts Man, but without any of the witty banter. Though the glare in Spiral's optics show that he's not happy at all. Well, that, and the fact that he's also rushing headlong at the Master with both fists raised.
The Repliforce Badger takes the kick like a champ. He don't have to like it, but he takes it. And he's pissed. His right arm shoots up and a cannon sprouts from the back of his forearm. There's a hiss and a rattle and then a shot of flame shoots out between Plasma Badger and Knight Man, directed towards the Knight. "this is my struggle..." he murmurs.
Crash Man dodges backwards as he realises that Strike is about to attack again. Just get out of range of that stupid weapon, and.... His eyes widen in surprise as he realises it's an attack other than a stupid jab like before. Not sure what exactly to expect, but quite certain he doesn't like this little surprise, he evades the only way he can think how to. Springing into the air with a mighty leap to the side, he narrowly evades the flurry of earth kicked up by the sonic attack. "Fah! That the best you got? Go back to the petshop where you belong!" A flash of light shoots out, glinting off of metal, as the flash bomb seeks out Strike.
Proteus Fox is indeed smacked upside his head, the sound of metal on metal ringing out. Staggering back a bit he shakes his head, "Honor does not exist, its a dilusion, a way of trying to say your ideals are better than someone elses and force your beliefs on others. You are a pathetic fool." Electricity flows once more, though this time the various arcs begin to leap at a certain point, just beyond Proteus' finger tips. A literal ball of electricty forms at this point and the Vulpine forcer takes aim and lets the ball fly at Sword.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "PLASMA SPHERE AWAY!!!"
Guts Man laughs as the pastry hits Spiral Pegasus. "Hahahahahaha!!! Take that ya lousy grunt!" But his victory laugh is short lived as the Forcer rushes him and gives him a nasty uppercut that actually hurts him. Guts man cringes before regaining his posture, "Ok bub, now the kiddie gloves are off. Let's burn some muscles!" Guts Man charges right back towards Spiral Pegasus, jumping head first with intents of hitting him with his particularly hard head at that!
Sakugarne, after hanging on to Archer Colossus' grand frame with its spinning blade, pushes itself away from the target. He does not, however, land on the ground; it simply rebounds from it, using the force of the landing to aid it in its jump. "Sakugarne:" the Elite Rider commands as the two begin to reach an altitude of some thirty feet. "Do the same, but don't use the ground as a boost; use him!" The narrow shadow of Sakugarne begins to cast itself over Archer Colossus' massive figure, as a quiet sound of clinking and clanking emits from its body, as though the entire centre of the weapon was loosening.
Finally, Knight is hit, he smirks and snickers at the strike "Well, it dost seemeth that thou aren't quite so pathetic after all..." His mace dissappears for a moment, as he grabs a small blade attatched to his hip, which then transforms into a lance "Pity thou art still no match for me!!" He then charges with the lance, that's Knight's Tale...
Burn Dinorex is suddenly smashed to the ground by Frost Man's Mighty Mittens. His large head hits the ground and crumbles the concrete, sending cracks shotting off through the ground. "Ok... That hurt..." He mumbles, slightly muted by the concrete. He puts his hands to the ground, pushing himself up and glaring at Frost Man. His head is pounding with pain, and he's having difficultly seeing straight. "You'll pay for that." Burn Dinorex growls to the walking igloo. Flames begin to spill out of his jaws, and smoke boils upwards. "You want to play games? This is a battlefield, not a playground! If you want to play, then go home!" He says, and the flames build inside his jaws, and with a roar they burst outwards, sending a massive blast of fiery death towards Frost Man.
Burn Dinorex misses Frost Man with his Flame Breath attack.
Shadow Man has left.
Sword Man is struck again, this time in his lower ends. This might not be as big of a problem....except that it's starts shorting out the systems in there, including the anti-gravs. Thud, clatter, and Sword's on the floor, followed by his legs, still twitching. The spasms are quickly ceasing, but is it quick enough to avoid pain?
[Radio: (A) Masters] Theta Squad Advisor Clown Man transmits, "I think Tron just got the Generator. So do I for that matter. I *LOVE* this thing. *sounds of kissing*"
Archer Colossus smirks, as the backhand to the face turns his head. And then Quint pushes him to stumble slightly, as he uses him as a boost. "As my creator said...turn the other-OOF!..cheek. But I prefer to turn yours..." he explains, as he raises his big right hand. "I always though Wily was backwards. Your dated race-baiting taunts just prove it, moron." sneers Archer as he cuts loose with a b***hslap right back.
"Jack**s."
The still-standing Gemini twin takes a shot to the chest, and the bullet makes an interesting pattern of shatter-cracks in his crystalline armor. It doesn't seem to have taken much of the fight out of him, however. The first twin joins up with his holographic brother, and the pair make ready for another alley-oop. This time, the first Gemini twin tosses the second toward the near outer wall of the base, and he uses it as a launch-point to bounce off and make a stunning leap, foot-first, at the Repliforcer.
Strike Mongoose curls himself into a tiny ball as the huge flash of... whatever it is... goes off nearby, avoiding the worst of the effects with the most classic move in history - the duck and cover. His staff still in hand, he rocks backwards onto his heels as it brings its sights up to merge with the still leaping Crash Man. "I don't take petshop cracks from Black and Decker rejects!" he shouts, his staff rocking as a massive burst of conflicting sonic blasts roar out towards Crash.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Master-Chat Cold Man transmits, "Unit [insert Cold's serial number], designation 'Cold Man', is down. Heavy damage sustained. Catastrophic loss of functionality."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "They appear to be heading for transports."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Enker transmits, "I don't want them cornered. Allow them their retreat, if it will remain as such. The Island's destruction is our priority! Merge for the kill!"
The blast of golden energy sends Bastion a few feet back, landing on his aft. Rubbing his chest, he looks at the fuel on his hands, armor melted away, he sighs slightly. "Never. NEVER! You WILL NOT WIN DAMNIT!" And with that, Bastion drivs himself toward Enker, firing off his pistols, both in each hand now, not even stopping though as he probably runs into Enker. "NEVER!"
"Black as sin and shoddy as a toy from Taiwan," Punk replies while casually dipping his sawblade helm underneath the lumbering lug's fist. "A reploid negro, the worst of both worlds. You, you sack of sh**, are a testament to how cruel the universe is. You are my brother, in pain. Such is why I must kill you, my brother. For I could not STAND to see you SUFFER!" Punk snaps his head forward, trying to smash that sawblade into his chest.
It's all about the Dragonball Z styles, baby! Frost Man creates a column of ice, melting away nearly as fast as it's created, but it stops the flames from touching his frame. Suddenly, the flame is gone and he's still holding a thick pillar of ice. He gets a good hold of it. "But you're so much fun to play with!" He swings back with the pillar, teetering nearly off balance, before returning swinging. The pillar flies through the air, spinning quickly as it goes...
Proteus Fox shakes his head, "You poor deluded fool." Proteus strethces out his right hand, fingers out stretched as a purple glow forms in his palm, "You will know defeat this day Master scum." The purple glow turns into a beam of energy, which lances down, striking the disabled Sword Man, a backflow of energy emits from Sword and absorbs into Proteus' body.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Zeta CO Yamato Man's radio generates a Windows-like "ding". Then the genderless voice returns. "Upload complete. Full neural integration achieved. Thank you for using WilyNIX 6.0."
Spiral Pegasus gets knocked back, doubled over from the force of Guts Man's head-first blow. "Oi" he gasps, the wind completely knocked out of his now badly-compromised chest. No finger wagging or anything impressive, this is far more serious a fight than the pegacion had first thought. Gingerly standing up with his wings still spread, Spiral stares daggers straight into Guts Man's eyes - or what pass as such. A fierce wind starts to surround the pegacion, a veritable tornado of winds encompassing his body. With a motion much like that of a baseball pitcher, Spiral throws his arm and wing and with it comes the tornado.
Wilyworm [Quicksilver Earthworm]> Metal Man is slammed back by the force of the attack but as the sand on the sea floor settles a shape can be made standing there still and its laughing. Cue Grahf, Emperor Of Darkness from Xenogears as Metal Man still lives and is laughing "FOOL! I told you death would claim you this night for your heroics rust in pieaces." Metal Man heads back for the mole mission compleate and still standing. "We will win this day!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "*a recorded voice speaks* Warning! The Fusion Chamber of AvCo 000 001 has been comperamised! Detonation emmiant! Evacuate the area to a five mile radius!"
Plasma Badger's having one of those nights... He's just been taking it and taking it and he's not really been able to sink anything on this guy... The lance sinks into his left shoulder with a spray of the black fluids that serve as Reploid blood. "I've had enough of you...." he rasps, a trail of black blood trailing through his muzzle. The lower 'chin' of his helmet spreads outwards and his jaw drops open nearly 90 degrees to the top of his head. Within this realm a magnetic bottling effect generates and a sphere forms within the ragion of crackling fire and fusing plasma. The plasma that gave him his name. Not.. quite.. out.. yet... There's a flash of fire and a crack of thunder as the air starts to smell of ozone and the magnetic bottle pops open, energy blasting outwards at Knight Man. He can hear a deathknell in his radio... this is an ending...
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Vile transmits, "Hmmmm, music comes in many different flavors."
Quell Quetzalcoatlus chirrs as she tries to figure the rhyme and reason behing thehologram, and then of course does her best to evade. In this case, she actually flips, and lands on her back, hissing. The raspy sound only barely covers the building whine of priming tanks. A light mist of air condensing forms the few feet around her, before her shoulder joints, at the junction of her remaining wings and body, flex, and aim the nitrogen nacelles at Gemini's face. With luck, each nacelle for each face.
A yowl comes from the red streak that comes slamming into the ground after Strike's attack. Crash begins to climb back to his feet, only to find that his ears ring so badly from the attack that he ends up teetering back down to his knees. Grasping at his head with a hand, firey golden eyes peer from under the helm of his visor at Strike to see what he does next.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Do you hear that? Screams of pain, courtesy of the dying soldiers of the Repliforce."
The majority of the shells impact along Enker's body, the Elite concentrating instead of dodging; a fair percentage, however, ricochet off of his body, being returned to their owner in a return reflection gift. Lips parting into a smile, the Elite Commander sets himself before the charge. He feels the faint rumble running its way through the land he stands upon, and a faint amount of amusement enters into his feature. "Then by all means, Repliforcer, stay with your precious Island. A fitting tomb for the blind, most certainly so!" A gunshot goes off in the distance, and Enker uses it for the starting mark as he attempts to run his opposition down.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "...Confirmed. Estimated damage level... half the pylons will no longer bear sufficient load to support the structure. Repliforce HQ will sink."
Guts Man is a pretty heavy fellow, but he's not heavy enough to resist an oncoming tornado which picks him up and sends him flying into the air, bang against walls and the such taking mucho danger, as the tornado dies down Guts Man end up falling on a rather high platform. That hurt twice as much as that damn uppercut. Putting a hand over his optics he tries to make out where Spiral Pegasus is, when he sees him, he jumps off the platform right for the Pegasus. "YOU GO SPLAT NOW!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Heat Man transmits, "You got your chocolate in my legato? I got my legato in your chocolate? The commericals been done."
With a piercing screech of its blade against the body of Archer Colossus, Sakugarne wastes no time in readying itself for the next attack; it takes advantage of its loose spring, immediately bouncing back into the air. "And this was supposed to be a challenge, Punk?" Quint calls to his brother and 'assistant' in combat, his head tilted toward the sky, a giddly little laugh ensuing. While in the air for the third time, Sakugarne's lower half begins to rise and fall, its spring emitting a grinding shriek the first few times. Within perhaps half a dozen seconds, the blade of Sakugarne pounds the air at some two hundred strikes per second. The Elite Rider and weapon begin to fall, once more, toward their opponent, in hopes that Archer Colossus will replace that air shortly.
Sword Man shudders as the beam siphons energy away from his body, going straight to his foe. He grits his teeth as the beam ceases and quickly takes up stance, regaining an upright base on his lower ends. He narrows his eyes at his honorless foe. Seeing that words will have no effect in convincing him of the merits of his code, he decides to resort to a universal means of communication. Violence. Specifically, in the form of a living bladed ball of flash and fire, headed toward Proteus.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ether Skunk transmits, "Yeah, roll in it while you can, pigs. You'll get your own soon enough. Mmmm... I already got a space on my wall for Gemini's head. Wait, gonna have to clear another, I'm gonna want to get both! Wheee!"
Hymn has arrived.
Knight Man dodges again, wow, either Knight's suddenly gotten really quick or this guy's aim is terrible. He pauses for a moment, and forms his mace again, and tenses his arm "...pathetic. You Repliforcers... thou art not even worth mine time!" His arm looks like it shakes, for just a moment, like he's storing energy "I've had enough of thee, get out of mine face and die!!!" And then the Knight Chain is launched, it almost looks like his mace grows in size as it sails towards the unfortunate badger. Meet Mr. GreatBigSpikeyBallOfPainfulDeath!
Strike Mongoose swings up his staff, bringing it to line with Crash Man's chest area - the end splitting apart and beginning to utterly distort the air around them as the power level on the weapon maxes out. "I've love to stay and play longer, but my friends need help," he says apologetically, the vibrations from his weapon starting to ratting his teeth. "Better luck next time."
Bastion is charged down, and run into the ground. Despite that, his voice-box booms, "All units evacuate!" But then, Bastion's optics befall Enker, and just glare, completely at him for the longest moment. "If I go down with it... so do you!" With that, he snaps a handcuff onto one of his own hands and launches the other, with extended wiring, toward Enker's arm.
Spiral Pegasus admires his handiwork long enough to watch Guts Man leap high into the air above him. Uh oh. With a defeated sigh, Spiral holds up a sign saying 'Mommy'. (Godspeed, Chuck.) *crunch* There's a moment's silence, and the horribly mangled frame that had once been Spiral Pegasus crawls out from underneath. Twisting back over, he aims both rather crooked but still functional wings at the Master. Nope, not quite dead yet, and not going down with a fight either as the beams of light that erupt from the wings can attest.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Shadow Man transmits, "...So. While you guys occupied their defences, I took the liberty of heading down to the ower core. All power generation regulation feedback for the next run has been set to false positives, as have system demand indicators, and automatic shutdown overriden. So, if you don't manage to level the place before midnight when the system refresh take effect, it'll blow itself to kindgom come in short order. That's T minus 24 minutes. And if you do hangle it before then... Well, call it overkill. Heading back out now."
"And if I'm so shoddy...", begins Archer as he steps back, "How come I keep taking everything you can throw at me?" snorts the 'forcer, as he begins setting his arms and fists aflame. "****, I guess I could expect that from an android superiorist who needs spikes all over his body to be a man, huh?" screams Archer, even as the radio blares in his audio receptors. He takes another step back as Quint drops, and grins cruelly. "You little ****! Time to pay." laughs Archer, as he begins lunging to punch at the Sakugarne-mounted Quint, with a right cross, left hook, and a flaming uppercut.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Vile transmits, "Go then, androids. Be all that you will be, and the inferiority of the defenders is sealed yet again. I shall bask in the destruction of a blight on a landscape that would look much more attractive as little more than a smoking crater anyway."
Enker stares down at the cuff, having momentarily been distracted by his radio. He immediately begins to laugh, however. "You think this can hold me, boy?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "*a recorded voice speaks* Fusion chamber of AvCo 000 001 colaspe is no longer imminent. Reaction shut down procedes safely."
Guts Man laughs as his fat aft brings alot of destruction where ever he goes. "Thank Wily for this soft pile of scrap underneath me that broke my fall. Or I might actually be hurting!" He watches as Spiral Pegasus crawls from underneath him. "Oh no you don't! Where do you think you're going?!" Getting right back up he walks after Spiral Pegasus, but as his wings move he sidesteps just in time to avoid beams of lights. "Why you little..." He tries to jump back on Spiral Pegasus once again, but not as roughly as before, he just wants to teach him a lesson by giving him a noogie. "Now say uncle and I might let you live!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Archer Colossus transmits, "Hey Spike boy?"
Crash Man grinds his teeth in preparation of the attack he knows he can't avoid this time around. And it looked kind of nasty being shot at the ground, so he rather doesn't want to imagine the pain that tears through his processor as it hits. Life sucks that way though. Falling back onto the ground, on his back, he manages to lift himself up enough to fire off in retaliation. "Where the heck do you think you're going, tuberat?"
Variable Assault Ride Armor [Glyder] has arrived.
Variable Assault Ride Armor [Glyder] soars clear of the aerial battle, pursuing a retreating Hailstorm as he against approaches the main fight by the gate again.
Unfortunately for Quell, she can't solve the mystery of which Gemini Man is the better target if none of the attacks connect. When the Gemini twin hits the ground again, the stream of nitrogen misses him, hitting the ground between one twin and the other. "From the music on my radio, I'd say this fight's already over!" one of the twins calls out to the aerial 'forcer.
Bastion sends a radio transmission to Anthem.
Hailstorm Couatl flies, full speed, out of there, carrying and unconcious falcon. He tightbeams to his fellow Aerials Burn Dinorex lets out a low growl as his flames to go waste, having no effect on the frosty Robot Master. The smack makes the dinosuar reel, adding to his fury. "I will not be beaten by a child!" He snarls, and flames begin to build up around him. Burn Dinorex slowly rises to his full hight, glaring ay Frost Man as his optics turn from yellow to a dull red. "You and your brethren have assaulted this island... The island I swore to protect! My allies are falling like flies! You!" Burn Dinorex levels a finger at Frost Man. "You... think this is all a game? Sending Repliforce Island to the bottom of the water is a game? For all this and more, you will pay! You will fall, fall to my rage! I will have revenge for the loss of my island!" Burn Dinorex roars, and flames build around him. The ones on his back rise and flicker, and flames leap from his jaws. With a deafening roar, the massive dinosaur Reploid unleashes his most powerful attack, unleashing a rush of bursting flames at Frost Man.
Burn Dinorex strikes Frost Man with his Quake Blazer attack.
"Because.." Punk replies with a smug air. He hops back, giving himself a foot more of breathing room to ladle out his next attack. With both hands affixed over the handle, the hammer is raised into the air. The 8 foot metal weapon gleams perfectly in the flashes of battle, even moreso as it's internal gravity generator thrums to life. "I enjoy playing with my toys before I BREAK them!" Just as it seems he's about to swing that weapon, Punk suddenly uses his left hand to reach out and grab Quint by the scruff of his neck! "Ever get beaten by a wussy before? Heh heh hah, you're about to." Behold, the mighty swing of the wussy! Maim, wussy, maim!
Quell Quetzalcoatlus, although tied up in the throes of battle, gives a small peck at Gemini's hand, for what it's worth, and then hauls herself up into the air, laboring in the air, optics sweeping over the field. Her gaze freezes on Gemini for a moment, but something else calls, something much more important to this Repliforcer. She rises in the air, radio cracking to life.
Spiral Pegasus growls, pushing the Master off of him with one arm while reaching with the other one for the ever-present and ever-handy large piece of metal. "Oh, oh oogie oonight, aaaieeech." Whoosh, there goes the arm and along with it the huge piece of metal at Guts's head. Let's see if we can put another dent in it!
From the skies, a descending Star rockets downward, launching with blazing speed for the fallen. It would do more... but the Holy Man of the Hour is unable to beat back this assault... and his first care is for the wounded. The Winged Paladin backwings to land beside Plasma Badger, even as his golden eyes scan the fields, kneeling to gather the Repliforcer close. "Fear not... you will be safe... The day is not lost, though it is our darkest hour. But the Light will shine through..." He readies his own weapondry, calling force his shield and from it, the forcefeild to surround the wounded even as he commands fresh units in to begin to gather up the victims of this assault!
Hymn projects a forcefield around himself.
Plasma Badger shoves himself hard to the side and groans softly. "Godspeed, Fusion Phoenix...." he murmurs. "I gave a bit of my life for you.. and you used it well..." He then eyes Knight Man and bares his claws. "A little life left..." His mouth spits out one more blast of fire at the Master in defiance.
Strike Mongoose curses as something comes over his radio... and it distracts him enough for the Crash Bomb to strike home, sending him flying through the air in a rather spectacular arc. Crashing to the ground a good distance away, he claws to his feet, looking at Crash Man. "...damnit..." he says, and swings his staff around so that it is laying out in front of him. Then he punches a button on his arm, raising his forcefield.
Guts Man urks as he's pushed off this time, not being able to squish him under his own weight has disadvantages. Such as his opponent getting away. Guts Man just blocks the piece of metal, grabbing hold of it in his hands, he crushes it and yanks it right out of Spiral Pegasus' hands. He then brings the piece of metal downwards at him. "You didn't say uncle!"
Knight Man is engulfed in the flames, but emerges, seemening unneffected. "Interesting, fight me more! If thou cast handleth it!! Mwahahaha!!" He swings his mace around over his head and flings it at the Badger again
Shadow Man has arrived.
"Oh no... I don't expect it will.... I expect something else will though." With that, Bastion's hands extend one toward a ground latch nearby, and another toward Enker. Long Arm of the Law. The hand aimed to speed toward Enker's chin and send several shocks and waves through him as he opens a trap door, hopefully to drag him underground with Bastion.
Unfortunately for the Elite Rider, the air in which Sakugarne pounds at an alarming rate is only replaced by more air - and, eventually, the ground. "I...missed?" Quint thinks aloud, his lips curving downward with distaste as he lays eyes on his opponent beside him, rather than underneeth him, feeling his painful, painful wrath. His glum facial features immediately lighten up as Archer Colossus' flaming fist flies toward his jaw. Will Quint be able to avoid the flaming hand that dares to cross his path? Or will he be smitten into a burning pulp of metal of assorted greens and mechfluid? Find out...uh...now.
Proteus Fox listens to his radio and sighs as he jumps away, evading the fiery blade, "Meh, injoy your idiocy while you can, tonight you die by your own foolish doings." He then takes off running, no way he's going to stick around with whats about to happen.
Frost Man blinks, "Island go down the hole?" He reaches up, scratching. He tried to pay attention in the briefing. Suddenly, all he sees is light all around him. He screams like a terrified child, his gaurd falling completely. He gets blasted backwards, rolling a few yards. After the explosion clears, he's sitting there, blacked, and on his rump. He growls and screams, "I DON'T WANT TO PLAY WITH YOU ANY MORE! YOU'RE GOING AWAY NOW!!!" He charges his units, and then looks towards Burn Dinorex, "POOP HEAD!" He throws his fists foreward, the air suddenly getting colder before him, like a wave. Suddenly, a large stalagmite explodes up. Then another, and another. They startexploding towards Burn Dinorex quite rapidly, creating a wall of ice!
[Radio: (B) Secure] Flash Man transmits, "Generators destroyed."
Plasma Badger has started a headlong rush at Knight Man. A blast by. He's on his way the hell out of town for some reason or another while he's still on his feet. "We'll meet again.. in Heaven or in Hell...." he snarls. As he passes by he takes a good swipe at Knight Man and starts hightailing it the hell out of dodge. He seems intent to flat-out barge right through the compromised wall that the airshop crashed through to get in here.
Spiral Pegasus growls at his radio as he ducks and bobs the return favor from Guts Man. Shaking his head with a garbled mutter, he pushes away and up into the air, aided by his usual array of winds. Time to ditch this party, it seems.
Archer Colossus takes a ground-shaking step back as he's hit with the flailing green geek and the added kick. For Punk's troubles, Archer bleeds mechfluid from his left optic. "***tch." spits Archer, green fluid trickling down to his lips. "Let me return that favor..." sneers Archer, as he clenches his fists, and begins whirling in a circle, as he moves Tasmanian-devil style towards Punk, before unleashing a twisting uppercut.
Guts Man watches as Spiral Pegasus starts to retreat, he waves, "So long coward! May you forever live in disgrace!"
Shadow Man arrives, undamaged of course, from the same hole via which he entered the Headquarters. Red eyes dart around, and lock on the Dreadskull. The dark Master drops to the ground and slides towards it at top speed, with no intention of taking any parting shots on anyone, although leaving himself open for them to do so if they should so desire.
Strike Mongoose snaps off a slaute to Crash. "Gotta Go - I've got other fish to fry. We'll finish this some other time." he says, and turns to RUN as fast as he can - not as fast as someone who files, but damn fast regardlesss.
With a clear hit to the top of his boxy chest, Punk is clearly lifted off his feet by the powerful blow. He makes no sound of pain, simply the distinct CLANG of metal striking metal when Archer's fist hits. Yet, despite being suddenly airborn, Punk demonstrates the versitality of an Elite. With a mental command, he transforms into an obscenely spiked thing. The huge "buzzboar" spins, suddenly coming right back at Archer with shredding clearly in it's mind!
Transform! Punk reconfigures himself into a giant buzzsaw.
One of the Gemini twins ceases fire before the other, and waves a 'crotchety-old-man' style fist at the retreating aerial. The second twin drops his gun, and shakes his head.
From the sheer shock of the blow, Enker finds himself unable to respond much as the trap door is opened. He's not going down with the ship, however, despite the insistance of this Repliforcer. Through a damaged jaw, he speaks as he leaps to the side of the hole, digging his heels in, stubbornly refusing to follow this Bastion down. As a result, he's probably keeping Bastion from his watery grave, although the cuffs are probably straining rather badly. "Sorry, 'forcer, but this is a one-man trip and why.. I've got more pressing things to deal with than your martyr fetish."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "Undersea team moving underground."
With that, Bastion's gone, disappeared beneath the surface. Did Enker kill him?
Sword Man growls, eyes narrowed, as his foe leaves under the duress of the attack. "Barbaric, honorless, barbarian fool..." He then stalks off toward the the Dreadskull, the retreat having been ordered. After all, best not to stay on a sinking ship, or this case, a sinking island. Especially if you have a none too favorable reaction to water.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "North team will be clear in 2 minutes. Cold Man is stabilized and with us."
Blues has arrived.
Quell Quetzalcoatlus grumbles at the confusion, and then heads out.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Clown Man transmits, "Devils are ready to pull out."
Knight Man just shakes his head. "Pathetic, absoultely pathetic! These repliforcers dost fight like children." Hearing the several orders to pull back, Knight does so, having no desire to fight more weaklings "We'd best bomb this Replihole to the ground..." He laughs as he enters the Dreadskull.
Fencer Naiad comes from the nearby area, rushing with all of her 60 MPH worth of speed, closing in on a radio signal.
Enker watches Bastion disappear, staring momentarily before he looks at the ruined links of the handcuff, still encircling his wrist. Stepping away from the pit, his other hand comes down to try and shatter the cuff entirely.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "The Drache Carriers are ready... ...and can carry even you big lugs."
The Dreadskull makes a return run for those Masters in retreat, slowing to land and pick them up from the swiftly sinking island.
Spiral Pegasus is too busy flying away to flip Guts off or anything. And he can still fly, so that means he doesn't have to worry about hopping on any evac shuttles or anything. Fly, Spiral, fly!
Plasma Badger meets up with Fencer and gets his slow, flame-retardant aft out of here.. Because he doesn't want to be here for what comes next. Black Reploid blood is s pilling out through a large gouge straight through his shoulder. Um.. he's gone.
Burn Dinorex is struck by the pillars of ice, and the flaming Reploid stumbles back as the ice strikes him. Glaring towards Frost Man, Burn Dinorex snorts some more flames. "I would much like to end this, and your pathetic life... But my island is lost, sinking and gone forever. You and you kindred /will/ pay for waht has happened here this day. Never forget that. You. Will. Pay." He snarls, and turns, swiftly making a run for it, his feet smacking into the concrete as he runs, flaming tail out behind him.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Punk transmits, "Frost Man, raise our banner over the tattered remains of this hole."
Burn Dinorex retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Proteus Fox, Spiral Pegasus, Enker, Quint, Punk, Variable Assault Ride Armor [Radio: (B) Secure] Punk transmits, "The Master flag shall be the only one waving as RHQ sinks beneath the waves."
Fencer Naiad has left.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Knight Man transmits, "This twas a great victory for Lord Wily, those Replifreaks knew not what hit them, bwahahaha!"
The Repliforce Chaplain isn't leaving... no. He has more important work to do... he is evacuating the Wounded with the aerial squads launching them up and away, using his shield to smash away oncomming attacks and retailiates with the /very/ large Vulcan cannon on his right arm, providing cover fire. "RUN! Get them out! GO!!!" The Gumbies quickly drag more and more woundes away, as he, himself, waits for the last seconds...
Crash Man allows Strike to leave without further blows. Stupid forcefields. Besides that he was rather hurting and all-too-eager to head the call for retreat about now. o O (Stupid freaking petshop reject tuberat, I'm far better than Black and Decker!)
Bastion has left.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Theta Squad XO Sword Man grunts, still incenced by the gall of his foe.
And so, he arrives. Announcing his inevitable arrival with the unmistakable screech of the five-note whistle concert, sounding out one after the arrival. Looks like he decided to show up - Reasons unknown. Timing unknown. But you can /bet/ it has very little to do with the Repliforce allowing Hunter presence. As the wounded are dragged out via whatever means, a familiar pulse of red light materializes in the center of the massive battlefield. Backup Relief? Looks like he's playing the part. Almost immediately, Protoman lifts the already generated Proto Buster into the air, leveling it with the Dreadskull as he draws a bead upon it, firing one shot off. Just a few seconds for the wounded... And as much blood as he could spill.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Ballade transmits, "For Wily."
Frost Man just so happens to have a Wily Flag with him. He thinks a moment. This...this could be bad. He thinks....and thinks some more. IDEA!! Slowly, and....intelligently, he starts to make a small ice berg on the ground.."I get the wave the flaa-aag...I get to wave the flaaa-aaag..." He finishes his ice berg, enough to float him..he hopes...and clumsly climbs on before fulling a Dr. Wily flag out of his boot, as he waits for the island to go under.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "ICE CREAM!!!"
Quint's proportionately oversized foot makes a relatively gentle contact with one piece of Arsenal Colossus or another, before the rest of his body removes itself from Punk's grip. "Warn me next time, jerk!" he calls to his brother, before giving his weapon one final command; he doesn't, oddly enough, board it. "Sakugarne: charge!" With the quiet hum of its engine growing to an abnormally loud roar, Sakugarne begins to pick up speed on the horizontal plain, attempting to ram itself into Arsenal's large body at full force. Or something. (Stupid headache. Keep ME from thinking, will you?!)
Ahhh...nononononono not good, NOT what Gemini Man had in mind. As he rushes toward the now-steadied Dreadskull, the shot from the Protobuster smacks into the Masters' ship, leaving a neat crater in the craft's hull. Gemini Man runs forward toward the ship, boarding the craft as quickly as he can, and radioing the retreat for those Masters still on the ground.
SS Dreadskull
Outside> Just as Shadow Man boards the Dreadskull, Protoman's shot hits the surface. With a curse in Japanese, the Master punches the cannons, all of which naturally miss the Hunter, considering he didn't bother to do anything like aim. Gemini Man arrives at that moment, so Shadow Man takes a step back and hands the controls over to his brother.
Outside> Archer Colossus stares as Punk transforms, and Quint assaults again. And the timer ticks. "Sorry gentlemen..." begins Archer, as he begins to turn and run. "But orders is orders. I'll be back later for you, you big, red, ***tch." adds Archer, flipping the finger as he reduces in size.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Knight Man transmits, "I art boarded, let us take our leave of this forsaken place and sink it into the sea. Tis an eyesore."
Outside> Variable Assault Ride Armor [Glyder] pulls back to cover the Master transports, having pretty much swept the sky of any aerial units willing to challenge him.
Outside> Punk streaks forward, his spinning midsection fully intending on taking off Archer's extended middle finger. Nobody flips off a playa, mofo!
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "Umm...I've gotta hold the flag."
Outside> Guts Man having come and kicked mucho butt goes back to the Dreadskull, "Well, looks like Repliforce loses again. Hahahahaha. Buncha monkey brained morons!"
Gemini Man rushes on board the craft, and up toward the controls. Doing much as Shadow Man just did, he starts activating the Dreadskull's weaponry, and gets it ready for another takeoff. "This everybody? 'Cause we're taking this outta here."
In the years of war, the tides of control always shifted. This island, is one of those tides. The island starts to sink, slowly. But then it never quite sinks before it starts to explode, the buildings each exploding in bright white lights one at a time. A chain reaction, a perfectly timed set of explosions, five seconds apart. And then, it's over, the buildings destroyed, a hole in the center of the island where the major part of the base was, water starts to come up from the center and out toward the shores. The hangar left intact oddly enough, for those last few who are the island, as it sinks slowly at first, then speeding up. Repliforce Island, is no more.
Outside>
The Repliforce Chaplain throws his right arm forward, getting much the same idea as Proto Man... ...Lets see how the Dreadskull appreciates something that is more then the Protobuster. The Forcefield goes down, even as the weapon comes to life, and begins to unleash such a torrent of explosive shells as to drive Hymn to one Knee... his roar resounding even as he unleashes his power upon his foes...
Sword Man stalks in, still angry, at the insult to his honor and the fact that he was toyed with by the base coward. Still, it is a victory for his Lord and Father. It is the least he can ask for.
Outside> SS Dreadskull volleys out another blast of firepower toward any who may attempt a direct assault, just as it charges up to take off from this sinking island. Heading back toward the skies, the Dreadskull is damaged, and its crew damaged, but largely, triumphant. Toward the approaching Hymn, now, it aims the majority of its cannons.
Outside> Archer Colossus throws back over his shoulder as he rockets off with his foot and backpack jets. "A***ole! Don't think I won't be back to put an arrow through your ***** you ****!" yells Archer. oO(Yes... just wait until I find a breathalyzer arrow...or a suppository arrow. *******er.)Oo And so, the lone figure flies from the fast-sinking isle, for now.
Knight Man sits in a seat, looking totally triumphant. He flattened an oppoent, and Repliforce Island is but a memory. Oh tonight couldn't get any better. Well... he could have Tron's head on a pike, but that would be pushing it.
Outside> And left in it's place, is a small iceberg, standing on it, is Frost Man. The giant he may be, he's fairly meek in comparison to the what was there. But what's there, is the Wily Flag, held by the Robot Master. The victors of the day, it would appear, are represented by this lone master. He looks around, looking tall, proud. Mighty. "I want some ice cream."
Outside> Vile appears in a flash of light, on top of one of the ruined battlements of RHQ, his arms crossed and his right optic pulsing as he stares out over the carnage, the fleeing forms...and finally, the explosions as the Island begins to sink under the barrage of internal explosions. And yet, evne amongst the detonations, he stands with his arms still crossed, obverving quietly, lifting off into the air in a rush of thrusterfire as the ground becomes more...unstable below. "And so another chaptor comes to an end..." he breathes out, optic narrowing as he tilts his gaze enough to peer towards the Master's fleeing transports. "....amusing."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne rings out a loud, mocking laugh in her lovely voice! B*tchlaugh? Oh yes. "OH-HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Now you'll know /NEVER/ to mess with the Robot Masters /OR/ the /BONNES!!!!/"
Outside> Blues location switches all at once as he pauses, outstretching his hand behind his back to detach the Proto Shield into his grip while his eyes fixate on the last few battles in the area. Protoman, meanwhile, is plainly visible - A terribly bad idea when surrounded by Robot Masters who have a virtual stranglehold on the area. But hey, he'd been in worse situations. As Archer Colossus makes himself one of the last men to depart the area, Protoman teleports out of sight once again, watching as Hymn doesn't seem satisfied, yet. Let him die. Protoman was done, here.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "Why don't we want to mess with you or the Masters? You have some sort of uncurable disease?"
Outside> Punk transforms from buzzsaw into a giant, spiky android.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Clown Man transmits, "COOL! I'm responsible for MORE deaths! Happy dance! *mad laughter*"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "So... where do you want the Green Guy dropped off?"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "*There's a quiet, lonely calling, amongst the sound of the waves. Meakly, he speaks.* H...hello?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "Hey I never gave you people permission to wear my clothes. First you steal them, then some idiot sits on my face when I'm off duty and now you wear my clothes. I think I'll stay here in Switzerland with all the Swiss chicks for a while longer. And at least hear in Europe they appreciate fine clothes men. And chocolate. Rowr. Covering fine Swiss snow bunnies in chocolate should cheer me up."
As you descend towards the Earth's surface, the continent of North America grows gradually larger as soon you're able to spot the vast mountain ranges of the Rocky and Appalachian Mountains as well as see all of the vast forests and un-civilized lands in what would be Canada and Mexico.
Outside> Bonne Airship SS Dreadskull begins to fly up into the sky, gaining altitude on its way up from the destroyed island.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "And this seagull is looking at me funny. I think it wants to peck me in the eye."
Gemini Man steers the Dreadskull up to link up with the Gesellshaft.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dive Man transmits, "Like I said, we paid back a part of the suffering you have caused us. And we're not going to stop until it's all paid back in full. Repliforce Island was just the beginning. *click*"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Gamma CO Gemini Man transmits, "Orders regarding Tron. Should we take her back with us?"
Guts Man laughs, "Who's house?! Master's house! Who's planet?! Master's planet! Whooop whooop!"
[Radio] You send Tron Bonne a direct message: "Knock knock.... we're docking to take back our Devil, now."
Tron Bonne sends you a tightbeam radio transmission: "Gotcha!"
SS Dreadskull pulls up alongside the Geshellsaft, and the two ships link up for the exhange.
The Gesellschaft hovers besides the Dreadskull, the docking ports opening to accept the tethering of it with the Dreadskull... the Dreadskull about the same size as the Gesellschaft, afterall... the green goober able to pass from one to the other now.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "*shuffling is heard* The seagull's getting closer.....I don't think it likes me muchly.."
Green Devil has arrived.
SS Dreadskull then undocks from the Bonne's ship. Now, for Frost Man, then, finally home.
[Over the ex-Island...]
SS Dreadskull starts to swoop down again from the skies. We haven't forgotten about you, Frost Man. Really. Well, it would be funny if we left you there, but... ah, what the heck.
Frost Man is standing there, clinging to half the ice berg. It just seems to rotate in the water, rolling the Robot Master over...and over....and over...."blubblubblub...HELP!...blublbulbblub....HELP!" ANd so on and so forth...don't ask for the physics explaining why it keeps rolling. We're talking Frost Man here.
SS Dreadskull lowers a ladder for Frost Man, without broadcasting a thing. If he can't figure out the ladder, he can sink.
Frost Man reaches....and grabs the ladder during on of his rolls...GRASP! "BLUB!" "THANKS!!" He slowly begins to pull his heavy butt up..
Frost Man has arrived.
Gemini Man seems a bit frustrated by this point. "So that's it. Right? Nothing else to pick up?"
Frost Man mutters to Gemini Man, "......sorry....." He rubs an eye carefully, before wandering over to a corner to soak until the water freezes up.
[Then home...]
Vehicle Docking - Skull Fortress
Green Devil stomps off the SS Dreadskull and stomps towards the RARC. "Me first!" Clown and Sideshow states.
Gemini Man steps off of the Dreadskull, and makes a motion as if dusting off his hands. ...Easy victory, all things considered.
Outside> Archer Colossus changes into his Capital C armor.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Clown Man grumbles, "This thing steers like a Pinto."
"Nope," says the hologram, still activating the weapons controls. "Didn't see a thing."
Gemini steadies the ship. "All right, here we go: DROP! We're RIGHT behind you."
Guts Man
Shadow Man
Sword Man
Frost Man
Knight Man
Crash Man
Aerial Battle
Space Capsule 2
Space Capsule 1
Space Capsule 3
Spiral Pegasus
Quell Quetzalcoatlus
UN Transport [Swandive]
SS Dreadskull
Bastion
Archer Colossus
Proteus Fox
Burn Dinorex
Strike Mongoose
Plasma Badger
However, as the sound continues to near, it soon becomes obvious that this is not the case. It is not the power unit that is making the piercing note at all.
It is the rider.
"Eee!" the shrill shriek - Quint's shriek - continues, louder than previously heard. The scream sees no end until the craft reaches its target in a violent explosion - and then, who knows whether or not the scream continues or not - the explosion is too deafening to hear ANYTHING.
As the smoke emitted from the fiery ball begins to clear, a small shape can be seen - unclearly - from within. A verdant shape, small and narrow, with a scarlet one accompanying it...
Punk has arrived.
Quint has arrived.
Quint changes into his On Sakugarne armor.
Enker's level stare takes in the battle field, the destruction he has just wrought -- like his Brothers -- by his simple arrival. "And 'lo, it does begin.." He intones, before striding forward to meet with the other Elite.
Enker has arrived.
Silver leads rise up out of his backpack, slotting into his shoulder units with an electric pop of noise. Ballade is now underwater... and one of the deadliest weapons in water is sound. Opening his mouth, Ballade begins to sing... His song of choice is power chord, deep and vibrating. And then... the amplification kicks in, turning the song into a howling assult that shakes the very earth and seas, stirring up muck and goo from the surface, silt raining down from overhead as Ballade... sings.
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Rage Inferno attack.
Knight Man successfully deflects an attack randomly.
Knight Man misses Plasma Badger with his Morningstar attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Ionic Blaster attack.
Proteus Fox strikes Sword Man with his Plasma Shot attack.
Frost Man misses Burn Dinorex with his Iceblock attack.
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Plasmaball attack.
Enker brings his reflect system online.
You strike Quell Quetzalcoatlus with your Double Shot attack.
Sword Man misses Proteus Fox with his Overhead Slice attack.
Knight Man strikes Plasma Badger with his Flail attack.
Crash Man misses Strike Mongoose with his Beer Bomb attack.
Quell Quetzalcoatlus misses you with her Jaws Of Life attack.
Burn Dinorex strikes Frost Man with his Fire Snort attack.
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Claw Swipe attack.
Proteus Fox misses Sword Man with his Slash attack.
Strike Mongoose misses Crash Man with his Fork Stab attack.
Knight Man strikes Plasma Badger with his Mace attack.
Frost Man strikes Burn Dinorex with his Swat attack.
You miss Quell Quetzalcoatlus with your Twin Tackle attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Nightstick attack.
Punk strikes Archer Colossus with his Generic Melee attack.
Sword Man misses Proteus Fox with his Thrust attack.
Quell Quetzalcoatlus strikes you with her Wing Slap for 15 units of damage.
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Claw Gouge attack.
Burn Dinorex misses Frost Man with his Slash attack.
Spiral Pegasus strikes Guts Man with his Hoof Smash attack.
Crash Man strikes Strike Mongoose with his Arm Drill attack.
Guts Man misses Spiral Pegasus with his Hardhats attack.
Enker strikes Bastion with his Smash attack.
Proteus Fox misses Sword Man with his Electric Pulse attack.
Knight Man strikes Plasma Badger with his Kick attack.
Frost Man strikes Burn Dinorex with his Knuckle Crush attack.
"You're IT!"
"Graceful..." the other Gemini Man remarks.
"Your turn," says the other, just a bit dizzily, shaking himself off.
The Gemini twin nods, and shoots a white blast out of his gun-arm up toward Quell.
You strike Quell Quetzalcoatlus with your Clone Laser attack.
"Punk!" he hollers to his brother, "Stay low! I don't particularily want to smash you in the back of the head with Sakugarne! Seriously, this time!"
Within seconds, the well-known - for poorness and low-grade skill - pair, Quint and Sakugarne, bound toward the location of this behemoth, known only as Archer Colossus. They only make it perhaps half way to their destination, before Sakugarne bounds as high as it possibly can. In mere seconds, the pair, pogo and rider, are some two, three storeys high; the hum of Sakugarne's motor is then dwarved by the grinding of gears within Sakugarne. The blade at Sakugarne's tip begins to rotate, gaining speed quickly, while incoming light is reflected randomly off the shiny blade.
Quint strikes Archer Colossus with his Drill attack.
Strike Mongoose misses Crash Man with his Dirt Cracker attack.
Spiral Pegasus misses Guts Man with his Generic Ranged attack.
"See, I got too much pride t' let you do that t'me. Now I'm gonna wedge this here size 50 in your ass, and then use your **** there to clean out the dirt I'm gonna add when I do it. Can you say blade-brain just ***ked up children? I think you can!" sneers Archer, as he sets his right foot aflame. Snorting, he begins bringing his flaming foot back, and forward, as he moves to lash out with a mighty kick to one of the world's most dangerous androids.
Archer Colossus misses Punk with his Blaze Kick attack.
Sword Man strikes Proteus Fox with his Bash attack.
Guts Man strikes Spiral Pegasus with his Super Toss attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Slug-thrower attack.
Punk strikes Archer Colossus with his Backhand attack.
Quell Quetzalcoatlus strikes you with her Military Pistol for 2 units of damage.
Enker strikes Bastion with his Golden Gun attack.
Spiral Pegasus strikes Guts Man with his Air Uppercut attack.
Plasma Badger strikes Knight Man with his Blast Inferno attack.
Crash Man misses Strike Mongoose with his Flash Bomb attack.
Proteus Fox strikes Sword Man with his Static Pulse attack.
Sword Man is temporarily disoriented by Proteus Fox's Static Pulse attack.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "North Wall defenders are in retreat. Scattered resistance is being dealt with. Please advise on course of action?"
[Radio: (B) Secure] Enker transmits, "Ascertain that the retreat is /away/ from the Island itself, but allow them to leave. Raze this place, and prepare the salt."
Guts Man strikes Spiral Pegasus with his Hardhat Headbutt attack.
Quint strikes Archer Colossus with his Pogo Stomp attack.
Knight Man strikes Plasma Badger with his Lance attack.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Punk transmits, "What of the surrounding area?"
You miss Quell Quetzalcoatlus with your Ricochet Kick attack.
Archer Colossus misses Punk with his Punch attack.
Strike Mongoose strikes Crash Man with his Boom Cracker attack.
Crash Man is temporarily disoriented by Strike Mongoose's Boom Cracker attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Medium-setting attack.
Enker successfully reflects Medium-setting.
Punk misses Archer Colossus with his Headbutt attack.
Frost Man strikes Burn Dinorex with his Bash attack.
Proteus Fox strikes Sword Man with his Inversion Beam attack.
Proteus Fox drains energy from Sword Man with his Inversion Beam attack.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "Charges detonated."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Enker transmits, "Report on success rate."
Spiral Pegasus strikes Guts Man with his Wing Twist attack.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "Still ascertaining. Explosives underwater creates a great deal of obscuring silt."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Clown Man transmits, "Several forces down. We have a tank and the Vanderguard to worry about."
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Fusion Roar attack.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Gemini Man transmits, "There's a mixed metaphor if I ever heard one."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Vile.."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Listen closely to what the Mavericks failed to accomplish."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Metal Man transmits, "Just dusted a forcer myself and I'm heading back to the transport unless there are further orders for me."
Quell Quetzalcoatlus misses you with her Slow Freeze attack.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Gemini Man transmits, "I like my music flavored chocolate." "I like legato ice cream."
Guts Man strikes Spiral Pegasus with his Crush attack.
Enker strikes Bastion with his Charge attack.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Vile transmits, "I have far more important things to content myself with than the destruction of the automations in Repliforce. However...credit due where it is deserved. It's a symphony most pleasing to my receptors."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "Underwater team fall back to the Wily Mole. Giving signal for Wilyworms to break off attack and fall back."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Clown Man giggles, "It's Fun!" Sideshow giggles, "And EVIL!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Lucent snarls, uncharacteristically for the meek medic, "Y-you /b-bastards/..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Metal Man transmits, "Time to die Forcers!"
Quint misses Archer Colossus with his Jackhammer attack.
Sword Man misses Proteus Fox with his Fire Slash attack.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "Huh what? What do you mean Repliforce is under destruction?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Metal Man transmits, "You have no chance to surive make your time!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Alloy speaks crisply, but his voice is tight. "Not now Ether, Lucent."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Enker makes a note to have Metal Man killed for that.
Knight Man misses Plasma Badger with his Knight Chain attack.
Strike Mongoose strikes Crash Man with his Tuning Cracker attack.
Spiral Pegasus misses Guts Man with his Wing Shredder attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Handcuff Toss attack.
Enker is temporarily disoriented by Bastion's Handcuff Toss attack.
Quint dodges Archer Colossus's Inferno Cross. It's only natural.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Vile.."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Your poetry sucks."
Guts Man misses Spiral Pegasus with his Super Noogie attack.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Archer Colossus transmits, "Piss off."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Archer Colossus transmits, "You ain't killed me yet."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Your mouth annoys me. Time to shut it."
Crash Man strikes Strike Mongoose with his Crash Bomber attack.
"But since playing with you is so much fun," the other says...
"We'll be glad to keep playing!" With that, both of the Gemini Men open fire, hailing a stream of short-burst lasers toward Quell.
You miss Quell Quetzalcoatlus with your Laser Barrage attack.
Punk strikes Archer Colossus with his Quint Smash attack.
Spiral Pegasus misses Guts Man with his Generic Melee attack.
Plasma Badger strikes Knight Man with his Rage Inferno attack.
Guts Man misses Spiral Pegasus with his Bash attack.
Strike Mongoose projects a forcefield around himself.
Knight Man strikes Plasma Badger with his Morningstar attack.
Bastion strikes Enker with his Long Arm Of The Law attack.
Enker successfully reflects Long Arm Of The Law.
"Yikes!" Quint shrieks, his lithe form barely able to escape the path of the fist. "Ha ha! Wait horrible aim! And you call yourself a..." A second shriek follows, as Punk's large hand reaches for his neck. "Hey! Let go! What do you think you're doing!" A bashing sound, a deafining metal-on-metal crunch, follows, leaving Quint screaming for dear life. "OW! That hurt!" While still in Punk's grip, Quint's stubby legs begin to flail in the general direction of the gigas of a Repliforce unit, in hopes of connecting with a light kick before being released.
Quint strikes Archer Colossus with his Kick attack.
Proteus Fox retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Hymn, Strike Mongoose, Spiral Pegasus, Quint, Quell Quetzalcoatlus, Variable Assault Ride Armor
Frost Man strikes Burn Dinorex with his Ice Wave attack.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Ballade transmits, "I suggest all units begin to pull back. The remaining pylons are starting to show stress fractures..."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Clown Man transmits, "Green Devil damaged, but if I'm given a chance... There won't be anything left of this tank."
Plasma Badger misses Knight Man with his Claw Swipe attack.
Plasma Badger retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Sword Man, Proteus Fox, Hymn, Strike Mongoose, Burn Dinorex, Spiral Pegasus, Enker, Quint, Quell Quetzalcoatlus, Variable Assault Ride Armor
Spiral Pegasus retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Variable Assault Ride Armor
Archer Colossus strikes Punk with his Spinning Tornado attack.
Strike Mongoose retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Spiral Pegasus, and Variable Assault Ride Armor [Glyder].
"Geez, Shadow Man got cocky."
"No kidding."
"Pulling out."
"Really, already? Missed the message."
"That's what they said!"
The other twin nods, then reaches out a hand, shutting the hologram down and standing alone outside of the base. He starts a run in the opposite direction, sending a radio up to the Dreadskull for a pickup.
Punk misses Archer Colossus with his Ripsaw attack.
Plasma Badger has left.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Frost Man transmits, "Okey dokey!"
The benefits of being an Angel.
[Radio: (A) Masters] Zeta CO Yamato Man's voice is somehow different -- calmer, more self-assured. "For Father's Empire."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "North team withdrawing. We have taken all objectives. Repairs are needed for several units. Heading back for station. Beer is on me."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Theta Squad Advisor Clown Man transmits, "Ice Cream and Cake is on me."
Quint misses Archer Colossus with his Smash attack.
Outside> Archer Colossus changes into his Archer armor.
Outside> Archer Colossus retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Quint, Punk, and Variable Assault Ride Armor
Outside> Punk strikes Archer Colossus with his Cut attack.
Guts Man has arrived.
"FOR GOD AND REPLIFORCE!!!!!"
Wrath of God? Yes, I think so.
And then, his wings spread... ...and Hymn takes to the skies! The Explosions shudder the island! The island... sinks...
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Shut up Nag.. Tron."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Archer Colossus transmits, "Screw off."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Actually, nag works in this situation."
Outside> Blues sends a radio transmission.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Metal Man transmits, "What's wrong forcers? Lose a base... awe too bad? Actually it sucks slag don't it!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Oh, I'll screw off. With your finger. And I'll use it on.. Tron."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ditz Pinkmouse transmits, "Hi Little Tipsy!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Stealth Nekojin transmits, "*quiet voice* No, Tron... Now we'll know exactly who to blame for so many innocent deaths... I hold you, and every so-called 'Robot Master' who was there, responsible for every single death that occured... and there will be a reckoning..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ether Skunk transmits, "Tron, do us all a favor and shove it, or I'll cram one of those obnoxious servots of yours so far down your throat people will think you're pregnant."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dr. Pavel Cossack transmits, "...or through puberty."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "What's he talking about? Repliforce lose a base?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Vile says nothing now, though the sounds of aupplause rings out over the channel.
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ditz Pinkmouse transmits, "Happy dance? I have a happy dance!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sonic Banshee transmits, "Leave Tha' Bonne Lady alone. There is nothin' t'ae be jealous of over her accomplishment. Jis' c'os yae wish you'd all done tha' same thing first t'ae her and her own, doesn'ae mean that yew all have t'ae be whiney little snots about it. ... And on another note.. Congratulations, Miss Bonne! I would applaude.. But me hands are all tied up at th' moment wi' me orders.."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ditz Pinkmouse transmits, "Tied up like handcuffs? Are you playing Cops and Robbers?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "I find it richly amusing that a band smaller than the combined might of the Mavericks and their Hunters accomplished what the bigger group failed to do."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Ah... my, what an exhilirating evening. Don't you agree, my children? Demolishing an outpost of oppression and fascism. I do so enjoy that."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Archer Colossus transmits, "Well, that'd get on my nerves, if you had anything besides your little buddy to use my finger on."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...Is Vile doing... what I /think/ he's doing? And BAH! I care not what /any/ of you think! ...It's /good/ to be back, it really is."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "Indeed, Doctor! Very!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dive Man transmits, "Those of you who yet don't know what happened, I suggest you tune in to the news. And laugh."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Shadow Man transmits, "Death is an inevitable consequence of life. Those who fell today should be honored that their demise facilitated Dr. Wily's rise to power, however opposed to it they may have been in life."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Today was indeed a good day for our enemies to die."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "Why? What happened?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sonic Banshee audible twitching, before stammered, "Ahh.. No.. Wee Rodent beast.. " *coff* .. "Miss Bonne, Again, I salute thee on thaw accomplishment."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Lucent transmits, "Shut up. All of you. P-people -died- d-down th-there and y-you are L-LAUGHING. Shut UP! *scaling to a scream* JUST SHUT UP!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Repliforce Headquarters has been destroyed."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "HA."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Lucent *click*
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "HA. HA. HA."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Reploids are hardly people."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Gemini Man transmits, "We're laughing 'cause it's funny." "Hee hee hee."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Dead people always amuse me."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Metal Man transmits, "What is death, I was created to kill. I happen to enjoy my job as well."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Ditz Pinkmouse transmits, "Dead people are scary."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "What? RHQ was destroyed? That's... that's terrible!!! Damn you dirty Androids! Damn you to hell!!! All my suits were still in there!!!"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Punk transmits, "Buried beneath the waves, buried like so much rust and waste."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sewa transmits, "Oh sush, Punk."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne smirks. "Good to be on the winning side..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Gemini Man transmits, "Yes, welcome back, Tron..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dark Knight Man transmits, "Bah. At least thou art useful to us wench. Make sure thou dost stayeth that way, for thine own sake."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "Oh God no! It's not fair! All my tuxedos! My mountains of shoes! And all those fur cuts that pissed off Peta but made me look so damn good... gone... all gone!!! Oh what a world we live in..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Phoebe not Phoebus transmits, ". . . *groan*"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Shield transmits, "Perhaps you should be more worried about the brave Repliforcers that died today."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Shadow Man transmits, "Brave, but stupid. Or else they wouldn't have died, now would they."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Shield transmits, "Wise men die just as stupid men do, Shadow Man."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dive Man transmits, "What a world we live in? I'd say a pretty fair one. We merely paid back some of the suffering you've caused us during all these years..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Shield transmits, "Longevity is a poor measure of intelligence."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Fashionable Feline transmits, "What? Who? Brave Repliforcers? What about them? They weren't wearing my clothes since I haven't been there in almost a month have they?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Phoebe not Phoebus transmits, "Suffering we caused you, huh?"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "Oh shush, Knight. And well... Thank you, Banshee... Enjoying your voice, I hope? You sound much better... I'd enjoy to hear your singing again with the new voice. But, that was /FUN!/"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, "The bastion of the forces that oppose our Lord and Father's reign is nothing more than a relic in the ocean, ready to decay like the grandest of battle ships...a stark reminder of what our vengance holds for those who dare to think they may overcome us......"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Phoebe not Phoebus transmits, "Why yes, Fash, we all decided to wear your clothes to battle. Must be why we lost. *dryly*"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sewa transmits, "Hi Knight Man."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Dark Knight Man transmits, "*grumbles*"
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sonic Banshee transmits, "Aye, Miss Bonne... T'is been serving me well... I thank yew, for that service.. Perhaps, one day, we may get the chance fer a seranade tae pass yuer way; But for now... I must be back t'ae me work.. Sewa, dear.. Dinn'ae stay up too long, hmm?"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Enker transmits, "Rendezvous with the Dreadskull to exchange the Devils, Bonne."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Beta CO Heat Man transmits, "Frost?"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Punk transmits, "Bwahahaha, they left Frost Man behind."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "I'm....I'm still on the iceberg."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Punk transmits, "Then float your ass back to base."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Ballade transmits, "Hmm. It would appear Frost Man is following orders."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Gamma CO Gemini Man transmits, "I'm going for Tron and the Green." "We'll get back for Frost in a minute."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "But...I'm floating the wrong way............I think. what way do I go?"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Elite Master. No, really. Quint transmits, "Frost Man's capable of following orders? I thought his thick skull prevented it."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Sewa transmits, "Huh? Um... I might have lots of work to do, though, Sonic... I think...um..."
[Radio: (F) Worldchat] Proteus Fox transmits, "Oh why don't you morons shut up. You brag about destroying one of our bases? Well, please, remind me, how many of have you nitwits lost? Hmm, lets, I believe the answer is -4-."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "Umm... ...I'll send a Drache for you, Frost?"
[Radio: (A) Masters] Gamma CO Gemini Man transmits, "We're coming; we're coming."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Guts Man transmits, "Don't worry Frost Man. I like you muchlier."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "*poke* Ow. *poke* Ow. *poke* Ow."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Crash Man transmits, "Oh for cryin' out loud, smack the darn bird. Have some chicken."
[Radio: (A) Masters] Frost Man transmits, "*a crack....then splintering is heard...followed by a frenzy of caws from what sounds like a whole flock of seagulls.*"
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