Log started: 11/16/02 11:49:03 PM $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/44 Posted Author Orders Thu Nov 14 Symphony ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *bLIp* *bLIp* Symphony is sitting in 'her' chair in the command center of Skull Haven, legs crossed, mien blank with a sLIght inward tilt to her brows. Behind her, in his own chair and sLIghtly out of the camera's focus, sits Wily. "Masters, if I may have your attention for a few announcements." "First, regarding Crash Man's recently signed contract with Hollywood. Doctor Wily is Not Amused about the fact that thirty percent of the movie's earnings, if there are any, will go to Crash Man himself. We'll let it sLIde this time, but in the future, whenever you sign a contract of any kind with any second or third party, you will need my expLIcit approval. In order to spare yourself the hassle, turn over any contract you may want to sign to me: I will go through them and make sure the Masters get their fair share." "The second announcement is of a more important nature. This means in short: LIsten closely, LIsten well." "You know we are at the moment alLIed with all of the influential factions left in the world besides us; yes, I use 'alLIed' in a very loose sense here. That means for you: you have to behave. That means no unprovoked attacks, and if you can in any way help it, no provoked attacks either. Especially: do not, and I say it again, DO NOT attack ANY member of the RepLIforce, or a civiLIan. If they provoke you, grit your teeth and take it elsewhere. You must NOT attack the RepLIforce." In the background, Wily nods gravely, making evident that this order has his approval and backup. The Director herself steeples her fingers in her lap and nods at the camera. "I hope this was clear enough for you. However, you have a certain 'leeway' in this, as I don't expect the alLIance with the Mavericks to last for a second after the current crisis has been dealt with. So, if your need to vent becomes too urgent, you may aim at any Mavericks in sight. That would be all for now." *bLIp* *bLIp* Symphony Your conscience may not keep you from doing wrong. But it sure keeps you from enjoying it. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/45 Posted Author You-know-who's Re-education Fri Nov 15 Bright Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ - TEXT ONLY - As I have not heard any complaints from Ditz Pinkmouse regarding Pharaoh Man's new job as nanny, I shall assume that he is either satisfied with Pharaoh Man's leadership, or dead. Once I confirm that Ditz is, indeed, aLIve, I shall assume that Pharaoh Man has succeeded in his task and move onto the second phase of his leadership education. Enker, Ballade, if you could spare a moment I wish to propose the second phase to you, as your help in it would be greatly appreciated. I have the full confidence that Pharaoh Man's re-education will be a success, and that he will be able to resume his rightful duties as Commander of Delta Squadron once my assignment is completed. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/46 Posted Author Continuing Events Sat Nov 16 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The odd behavior by the majority of the Robot Master drone forces continued all through the week, and shows no sign of slowing down. Even as Skull Haven pumps out three times its normal output of drones, the drones seem to disappear into the air not hours later. Indeed, the excess capacity one would think should appear does not. While a significant bolstering is made to Africa's general defense by a steady trickle of additional defense forces, the vast majority of the drones are either simply /gone/ after they are produced, or involved in shadowy movements around the continent of resources. General-use supply caches are emptying at an alarming rate, with the whereabouts of their contents unknown. Missing persons cases in Africa spike, then seeminGLy stop altogether without any visible resolution. Local seed banks are drained, grain silos emptied, excess warehouses of pre-packaged food disappear without a trace. Old landfills begin to be picked clean by drones, down to the contamination in the soil. And, for whatever reason, the main Robot Master network is sLIghtly slower than usual. Any questions about the supply issues or other oddness by rank-and-file Robot Masters, or even ELItes, are directed to Bass. Which is LIke saying `direct all comments to /dev/null/'. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/48 Posted Author The Situation Sat Nov 16 Dr. Wily ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ My children, I am not dead. However, we will make the most of this opportunity. I know there will be some...doubt by our 'alLIes'. Make them beLIeve its true. I will be attending to other matters for a time. ___ __ | |Dr. / / | |/ \/ / |__/\ / \/ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Dynamo transmits, "Oh, of course. Robot Masters excluded out of respect for their loss." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Bass transmits, "No. I'm depressed the world wasn't destroyed." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Dynamo transmits, "Ah. Of course." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/17 Posted Author Super news from Super Europe! Yay! Thu Nov 14 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *This broadcast is sent out along holovid.* Sigma appears, sitting in his nice throne in the Maverick Cafeteria. In front of him is an empty plate. He is grinning, poLItely, and then he speaks. "As a benefit of our recent alLIance, I have reconsidered the state of BerLIn. As it stands now it is LIke a prison. Nobody is allowed in, and it is very...difficult to get out. While this was planned for some time, what better time than now to inform you all that the city is now open for all. ... However, I shall remind you that BerLIn is still the site of greatest security. Attacks of any sort and Disturbances shall not be tolerated. Beyond that, feel free to converse, have commerce, and enjoy our fine city." Sigma pauses, letting those words sink through before saying, "If...there is more you wish to know about the city and its changes, I suggest you read the new pamphlets that will be offered by the entrance. These pamphlets will detail faciLIties, park areas, and ecetera, for your convenience." Sigma leans back then and salutes, "The CoaLItion thanks you for your time. Do have a wonderful day.", the image cLIcks off. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/18 Posted Author The Latest from Starhaven... Fri Nov 15 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A new bit run by GNN. Or MNN if you're in Europe. Or WNN if you're in Africa. Or DNN if you're in Florida. Or whatever. Helmut Haschenkopf addresses a press mob in the UN plaza in Seoul. He's back on Earth. Behind him is a small team of UN scientists, including Datastream, the reploid who looks LIke Gate, but isn't evil. "Last night, another group of volunteers assisted with uncovering the last of the available data on the computer we have been... manning ever since the ship was first boarded. Two more videos were yielded, and they have shed great LIght upon the fate of the Stardroids." Haschenkopf gestures off camera, and the first video begins. UnLIke the previous videos, this one opens not on the bridge, but instead on another chamber in Starhaven- quite obviously the Hangar in which you all arrived. Chaos has erupted, and the Stardroids within the shot are openly battLIng a towering, shadowy figure much LIke the one seen pouncing Mercury... but this one is different, without the angeLIc wings. Chief amongst the recognizable stardroids are Jupiter, Uranus, and Venus, as well as no less than four unrecognizable Stardroids.. though the shakey, chaotic view of the shot makes it difficult to know just how many are warring with the shadowy figure. The Stardroid's shadowy assailant shrugs off an incoming blow frome a feminine Stardroid wielding a scythe, swatting out with a hand and knocking her clear across the room; her weapon tossed from her grasp, clattering to the floor nearby. Turning towards the others, it stands with an imperious, almost haughty posture, as Jupiter throws his hands forward, the air before him rippLIng with a swirLIng whirlwind. Though the walls and floor around the shadow are torn and rent, it seems seeminGLy unaffected by the blast. Easing forward, stomping towards the bird-LIke Stardroid, it reaches out and drives its claws deep into his side; moments later, the view fLIckers and fades, before breaking up completely and going to static. Haschenkopf returns. "We understand that this video had previously been uncovered by affiLIates of the Maverick Hunters, but it had not been released to the general pubLIc. The next video, however, had not been previously seen by anybody... and it is perhaps the most telLIng one yet." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/19 Posted Author Latest from Starhaven, pt. 2 Fri Nov 15 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The second video plays. Once again, the camera fLIckers on on a view of the Hangar... and Jupiter. The bird-LIke Stardroid leans heavily over a computer console, one hand clutching his side, shredded and torn open where he was clawed by the shadow in the last video. His free hand drags back and forth over a control pad in a wall-mounted console, typing something. He is apparently alone- no other Stardroids are in view... but behind him, looms a quite aLIen spaceship. Shaped LIke a long, pointed trianGLe, a highly geometric style reminiscent of Starhaven's own, it's easily the largest of the many ships inside the Hangar, and hovers before the exit, the engines behind it GLowing quietly. Red and grey LIghts flash nearby, while the GLowing white LInes that mark the location of the forcefield that seperates the Hangar from open space fLIcker... it would appear that the containment field is about to go down. With a pained expression, Jupiter works quickly, typing almost frantically at the keypad in front of him. Behind him, the Stardroid shuttle's engines flare to LIfe, the ship preparing to leave. Jupiter winces for a moment, some form of fluid leaking out through the fingers that clutch at his wound- but he rouses the strength to keep standing, long enough to press a GLowing white button. As he does, the Stardroid shuttle blasts off, tearing out of the Hangar and into space, disappering from view in a brief moment. The green Stardroid turns to watch it leave, before going back to the keypad. Slowly, his fingers resume dancing across, inputting more commands... what, though, is anybody's guess. Though it would seem the danger has passed, a dark shape soon drifts into view behind Jupiter, moving slowly, stealthly... with black wings and a long sword, it's clearly whatever shadowy creature had slain Mercury. Unbeknownst to Jupiter, the thing slowly LIfts its sword- And the hangar explodes. The flash of the red LIght up above reaches a furious fLIcker, before several pipeLInes along the side of the room burst, spewing forth great gouts of flame. The containment field that keeps the cold of space out fades, and in the space of a breath, both Jupiter and his shadowy assailant are sucked out into the black of space with a shower of loose debris. The camera view is quiet for several long moments, before it fades completely. Haschenkopf returns. The press is silent for once. "We have uncovered no further information at this time. UN scientists remain onboard Starhaven, and rest assured that if anything of further merit is uncovered. it will be relayed to the world as a whole immediately." The german doctor is swept away by a sea of questions and poked from a thousand anGLes by microphones, and the news bit ends. "In local news, authorities have recently been investigating the recurring rumors of space monkeys..." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/20 Posted Author Rare Starhaven Artifacts! Sat Nov 16 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ These covert advertisements, strategically placed and understated, breed word of mouth among collectors, black marketeers, and other eccentrics. "Own a piece of Starhaven! For a very LImited time, 100% authentic Starhaven artifacts--taken directly from the dereLIct spacecraft itself--are available for sale to the highest bidders. Genuine Stardroid technology, inscrutable to humanity's best scientists, and you can own a part of it! Bring the legacy of the world's brush with destruction into your LIving room; have a story to tell your children; or, in turn, provide another with the honor of owning a real mememto of the Starhaven Incident!" Contact information follows, but it appears to be unattached to any real, existing person, though certain code words within the advertisement attempt to keep law enforcement ignorant while cluing in those in the underground. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/21 Posted Author Dark Day Sat Nov 16 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As word of Wily's demise spreads, Africa's dominent reLIgion, the Church of Amun-Wily, falls into temporary chaos. However, it soon makes declaration of the day of Wily's death as its greatest Holy Day, garbing themselves in black in memorium. Church officials declare that Amun-Wily, in truth, ascended from his mortal shell, and into full godhood, where he shall watch over his faithful. However, the mourning quickly turns to hate, as a second press release declares Cossack and his family completely excommunicated from every possibly joining the Church of Amun-Wily, and is called the devil incarnate, striking Amun-Wily down in sheer spite of in his destructive rage, robbing the world of Amun-Wily's mortal form, and the blessedness he bestowed upon his people. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/22 Posted Author A sign Sat Nov 16 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A sign on Pyro's Fireworks Store: We will be closed November 16th until November 22nd for personal reasons. Please make any orders you have out to PO box (insert adress here) and they will be filled at our earLIest convenience. OOC: Pyro's off to try and help find the pods or shards of LIght or whatever. I know he's probably not going to be able to find anything, but he's going anyway. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/23 Posted Author UN/GNN Press Release Sat Nov 16 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Helmut Haschenkopf, looking smoked and rather haggard, addresses a chattering press corps. in the UN plaza. "People, please. Please, be quiet, I will address all your questions as soon as I can. Please, be seated..." Gradually, the milLIng press quiets down, though the mumble of voices LIngers. "EarLIer this evening," begins the German, "Our Starhaven exploration crew, in a joint effort with GNN, attempted to bring a bit of the excitement of the exploration effort to GNN's viewers back on Earth, those that could not, or have not been able to join the many expeditions to Starhaven itself in this past week. Our goal was, by means of a control panel in the hangar, remotely control a small, aLIen ship that was left docked in Starhaven when it arrived. However, we beLIeve our..." He pauses. "Our experimentation had the unfortunate effect of recalLIng the craft that our uncovered video footage showed the stardroid Jupiter launching." Again, the press flares to LIfe with a bevy of shouted questions that blends into a sinGLe, obnoxious buzz, but Haschenkopf, with raised hands and an almost pained grimace, manages to quell them again. "Please, people. Be patient, for there is much to discuss. Again, I will address your questions later. Now... immediately following this... 'summoning,' as it were... the Maverick Hunter Protoman appeared onboard Starhaven, in the bridge, and immediately began destroying much of the intact and repaired Stardroid technology without explanation. This, in turn, created a chain reaction of explosions that necessitated the complete evacuation of Starhaven, and did much to hamper, if not bring to a complete halt, any further exploration efforts." Haschenkopf frowns, looking down for a moment, then back up. "Three UN technicians lost their LIves during the chaos. Tonight, our thoughts and prayers go out to the famiLIes of Rolf Lovland, David Spillane and Simon Emes." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/24 Posted Author UN/GNN Press Release (pt. 2) Sat Nov 16 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The press remains quiet for now. Thankfully. "Following the evacuation, the UN contingent returned to Earth, while many individuals assumed Earth orbit nearby Starhaven, awaiting the incoming Stardroid spacecraft, which was, at the time, unidentifiable, due to its speed." A small shot of previously recorded footage pops up- the blazing speck of LIght that the inbound ship appeared as at first. "It was headed for a colLIsion course with Starhaven, as though it had intended to dock in the hangar, but was unable to slow its fLIght. After making its way inward through our Solar System, the ship crashed into Starhaven's hangar and out the other side of the Station, and continued towards Earth. In its wake was left a great deal of debris that had the potential of causing great danger on its own- but a surprising joint effort by those in orbit made quick work of anything dangerous. I am sure everybody down here appreciates the danger these brave souls put themselves in to ensure this threat was eLIminated, and on behalf of the UN and the free peoples of the world, I thank you all." Someone stands up, ready with a question, but one stern GLare from Haschenkopf sends the man back to his seat. The doctor clears his throat, takes a deep breath, and continues. "Upon entering Earth's atmosphere, the ship, which had been travelLIng at a velocity that would have ensured GLobal destruction, slowed immediately, and began to break up as it 'drifted' towards the planet." Insert a shot of the pointed, angular Stardroid ship cracking, then breaking apart completely. "It left, in its place, a cloud of nearly 100 smaller, GLowing spheres, which in turn began to spread throughout the world, cruising through the upper atmosphere and eventually landing in many different environments." "A UN ship returning from Starhaven diverted from its course, following one of these spheres as it passed on by. Though the actual impact was not observed, the remains of the sphere were soon found, however, and those findings recorded." Again, the doctor gestures to the camera. The press is silent as the video feed plays... It's a beach, somewhere, fairly rocky, washed regularly by frothy waves. The camera pans slowly over what appears to be a small capsule- perhaps nine feet long. It's spLIt open, reveaLIng an empty, contoured compartment inside. For all intents and purposes, the opened capsule appears to be nothing more than a shell. Haschenkopf returns. The press is threatening to get buzzy once more. "We have no idea what these capsules truly are. They appear to have been transports for something- but all found thus far, have been found empty. We... honestly cannot say what they held, if any of them held anything." The german sighs. "And... that is, really, all that we have for you at this time. We will be sure to tell you any more if we learn it, but at this time, all we can manage is to wait, and see." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Tartarus $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 15/3 Posted Author CHALLENGE: Battle of Egos Sat Nov 16 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ BY OFFICIAL DEGREE OF FORCE COMMANDER BASS OF THE ROBOT MASTERS: By my orders, I issue a challenge on behalf of Pharaoh Man to Sting Chameleon to a battle in the Sheol Pit. Consent by Sting Chameleon to battle indicates a temporary waiver (for the course of the battle) of the non-aggression pact between Robot Master and Maverick powers. The terms: e-ringing or unconsciousness. The prize: 10,000 zenny to the winner. Acceptance may be acknowledged by a radio message to the Force Commander, or an email to his business account: bass@tartarus.org. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Yin Yoma Byte transmits, "...as stress reLIeving as that sounds... ...I have other things to do... ...I shall continue to hold Eurasia in check... ...while I meditate upon the Void. ...I wish those of you on the ground the best of luck. It seems... ...The final Message from the Stardroids has come. Will we reap what we sew with the destruction of Duo? ...Or will we rise up as a world and find the LIght within the Void?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Yin Yoma Byte transmits, "...Only time will tell..." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Job transmits, "This is the Star Seeker over and out. I got repairs to make." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Gravity Beetle transmits, "Someone find me a dead Stardroid and attach my head to it." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Clown Man chuckles darkly and smirks, "....That does sound LIke a good idea, Dynamo. TARTARUS. NOW." Quietly, the sky begins to LIght up in a band near the equator... a reverse Aurora BoreaLIs, of a sort. The tons of debris knocked off of Starhaven in tonight's melee, then smashed to dust and tiny specks, begins to sift through Earth's atmosphere. Each LIttle piece is much, much too small to do any damage- instead, burning up on reentry, creating brilLIant, multi-colored streaks of LIght in its wake. The gorgeous LIght show is slow to begin, but soon builds to a nice, quiet shower of LIttle, rainbowy streaks. For several hours it will continue, and the remainder of the Stardroid space-dust will continue to rain throughout tomorrow... so relax, and enjoy the show. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Must avenge father! Destroy mankind!" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Tron Bonne transmits, "...So... ...Beautiful..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Elec Man transmits, "Each sparkle of LIght is LIke Dad's beautiful, beautiful soul..." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Sword Man transmits, "True...a pity father could not see it..." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Clown Man grunts [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "Albert is a fox with more than one bolt hole. I doubt we've seen the last of him." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I think I'll start by kilLIng you BBQ Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "No I'm refering to the other human with BBQ tanks for arms." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Guts, have you thought about expressing your grief in song?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Magnet Man O.o's. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I thought about it, but I haven't found a good enough KLIngon song to express my sorrow and anger." Tartarus - Arena - The Sheol Pit From outside of the arena, the roar of the crowds was bad enough, but here it can be downright deafening to those not prepared for it upon emerging into the open-air bowl shape of the Sheol Pit's combat area. It isn't just fights that are hosted here, and frequently matches of other sorts take place such as races or other competitions, but overall it's the GLaditorial bouts that bring the largest crowds, and it's to this that the arena caters. The pit itself is a marvel of modern technology, great machinery hidden strategically from view both underground and at the side panelLIngs to be let loose at a moment's notice to alter the 'landscape' of where the battles take place within minutes. The arena itself is capable of change it's state to suit almost any sort of terrain battle, from simulating high speed winds and being tall enough to host aerial battles, to changing it's makeup and even the temperature to switch to a freezing tundra or burning desert, to even being able to submerge itself completely in water for aquatic matches, the special shielding protecting the crowd from being flooded. It's this shielding that keeps stray blasts and shrapnel from making it's way up into the bleachers where it could injure the audience. Of course it's invisible, but it's fueled by immense power generators set on the ceiLIng high above ground-level, constantly thrumming and providing the necessary 'juice' to keep them up and going. The bleachers themselves are a constant flurry of motion, people coming and leaving, cheering and jeering, and vendors going about throwing hot dogs and various other snack foods here and there where they are in demand. Contents: Contents: Dynamo [Armored] [C] Pose Order BattLIng Cage #2 Pit 2 BattLIng Cage Fighting Pit Out : Tartarus - Arena Lobby [Radio: (D) GLobal] JaveLIn Whitetail mutters thankfully. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "In case you didn't notice, Albert allowed me to borrow his saucer tonight." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "The one that was laced with poison by the assassin we caught?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "It isn't LIke this is the first time that Dr. Wily has 'died.' He'll be back, sooner or later." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Hotstuff Harmony transmits, "Despite the fact it's my job to disLIke you, I send my condolences. Not enough condolences to send you a gift basket, but you know. It's a nice person thing." Dynamo is leaning against a wall of the Stadium field, chewing on a weed. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "If you were nice we'd be getting a fruit basket each." Two people wanders in. A monkey and his partner: An Robotic Clown. Clown looks around, grunting softly. His eyes are narrowed and as cold as coal. "Think he'll show up?" asks the monkey. "I hope so. I need something to break... and he OFFERS so nicely..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Hotstuff Harmony transmits, "That'd be a lot, consequently." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "I'll send a package of strudel. I beLIve strawberry is his favorite..." Dynamo pushes himself off the wall, spitting out his weed and bLInking over to a more visible location. "Oh, you did show up. So, at least some of the bereaved turn to combat to salve their weary souls. For such is it on a day of loss and near apocalypse." He smiles. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Elec Man transmits, "I can't beLIeve he... he actually..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Elec Man begins to cry, softly. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Hotstuff Harmony transmits, "..aw.. I'm not supposed to feel bad! ..darnit.." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "I'm sorry." Clown Man and Sideshow regards Dynamo. For once in a long long time, Team Clown isn't grinning nor smiLIng. In fact, his face shows no emotion. "We're not going to be the only one to have suffer a loss today, mercenary. Wily's spirit will NOT be the only one broken today! I will rip out your fuel pimp... and LIck the juices off it... as you die without it..." The monkey simply responds with, "Enough talk. Lets dance." Dynamo beams. "Oh, that's very good." He smirks, stepping back into a wider stance and drawing the D-Saber, igniting it with it's typical LIghtsaber humm. "Okay, man and monkey, I think it would only be fair to ask you to go first." No, he's not taking this seriously... at all. Dynamo puts his guard up. Clown Man merely nods... Then the Clown and the monkey leaps into action. Leaping over Dynamo, Da Clown lashes his arms out to entanGLe Dynamo... While the monkey stretches his tail out, intending to choke the LIfe out of the mercernary. And without this, they haven't smiled. At all. Dynamo deflects Double Team from Clown Man. You miss Dynamo with your Double Team attack. Dynamo brings up his gauntlets, knocking away some grasps with a smile still on his face. BLInking to get out from between them, he lands nearby, pulLIng out a handful of energy blades from his belt pouch, tossing them at both of the assailants facing him. He doesn't say anything, yet, biding his time before making any comments. Dynamo misses you with his Scatter Sabers attack. Clown Man curls up with Sideshow and bounces off before any of those sharp blades could touch him.... and starts rebounding all over the place... Is this a setup for a Power Roll or a Thunder Carnival? Not really. For as Clown zooms towards Dynamo, he uncurls and throws something at him... Whoopie Cushion. With a timer on it... counting down from 5 seconds... You strike Dynamo with a minor hit from your Sonic Whoopie Cushion attack. Dynamo bLInks, and is hammered by exploding fun. He can't help but smile though. "I see your penchant for weapons hasn't changed despite the rather more gothy attitude. Oh well, I'll manage." He dashes forward, bringing up the D Saber for a quick slash at the Clown. Dynamo strikes you with a minor hit from his Saber Slash for 10 units of damage. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||||||||||||| ] (54 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [|||||||||||||||||| ] (91 / 100) Status: Nominal Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Clown Man cries out as Dynamo lays into him with several slashes, causing cuts throughout his form. But throughout Dynamo's assault on him... Clown doesn't attack back. Ever. Now, why would that be? Could it be because, just behind Dynamo... Sideshow just store a holographic image of Dynamo... and is ready to unleash the holo Dynamo onto the real one? Nah... You miss Dynamo with your Sideshow - Hologram Assault attack. Dynamo dives forward in time to evade the holographic fun of a monkey, rolLIng up to his feet. "Been a while since I've had a good threesome... I must admit you nearly got me with that one. But still, I manage. C'mon, Clowny, cheer up... it's not the end of the world... not yet anyway. What'll the others think if you can't keep a smile on your face?" He dashes forward, lancing out with the D-Saber again, striking boldly as passes. Dynamo strikes you with a soLId hit from his D-saber for 17 units of damage. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||||||||||| ] (37 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||| ] (86 / 100) Status: Compromised Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Clown Man gets sLIced up hugely once more, and cries out once more. Stepping back from Dynamo... Clown eyes Dynamo. "You want a laugh? All rightie then. Sideshow, call out Charzard and get him to flamethrower me. NOW... Just LIke we did on the show..." Sideshow stares but nods... and his chest GLows and out comes the Draconian Pokemon... who breathes fire on Clown... ...As he's bouncing all over the place, turning him into a burning bouncing fireball... now aimed at Dynamo. During "Clown Man and Friends" Clown would do anything for GOOD ratings... This is just one of them... Dynamo deflects Anything For Ratings from Clown Man. You miss Dynamo with your Anything For Ratings attack. Dynamo brings up the D-Saber as fast as he can, blocking the burning ball of ratings gold, bLInking. "Man, you really are distraught. You oughta ease off before you have a coronary." He takes off at a good cLIp, running around the pair as he continues to blather. "Now, myself, I really don't do anything to impress the crowd, unless it's for the ladies. I can be quite a charmer." He pauses. "However, this, it seems gets the fans a'cheerin' and the people watching... some people just can't get enough of a good thing." Dynamo bLInks, reappearing above Clown Man as the other end of the D-Saber snap-hisses to LIfe. "Power of the dark side." Dynamo misses you with his Darth Maul Groove attack. Clown Man just bLInks. "...Darth Maul was a LOOSER. Any good Star Wars-obsessed fan knows that! THBBBT!" Now, Clown cheered up for a bit... until he remembers Wily... Then he growls. He simply tosses a small black box at Dynamo. "Enjoy some Cossack-Tech, Mercernary." Then Clown and the monkey flees. Why? Oh look. It says, 'Nuclear Winter' and its beeping. Can we say 'FIRE IN THE HOLE?' I knew you could. Dynamo deflects Dynamite Stick from Clown Man. You miss Dynamo with your Dynamite Stick attack. Dynamo smacks it away. Yes, he just smacked away an explosive. How, we can't really guess. Blame those 'energy-but-not-really' beam saber blades. "You really need to stop telegraphing your moves, Clown o' Mine. It's never good to let someone know exactly what you're up to. He lowers the saber for the time being, and raises the spLIt buster, firing a twisted shot directed at both clown and monkey as the sky is LIt up by the dynamite exploding. Some people in the crowd applaud. There seem to always be people here. Dynamo misses you with his SpLIt Buster attack. Dynamo puts his guard down. Clown Man nods. "I'm too obvious... So you should know what will happen next..." Oh look. Charzard. "CHAR!!!" Oh. Look. Flamethrower. You strike Dynamo with a soLId hit from your Lethal Toy attack. Clown Man smirks sLIghtly, "Guess you DIDN'T know...." (Addendum) Oh and Clown dodged those Buster Blasts. Me Idiotic. o.o Dynamo bLInks. Forgot about the Pokémon. He's blasted, knocked to the side. "Very, very, cute. But I think it's time for me to rid myself of the lot of you." CrackLIng with electricity, he charges a strike, meant to wipe out everything in a wide circles of destruction. "But at least you're getting your groove back." He strikes the ground, inviting electric hell. Dynamo strikes you with a minor hit from his Energy Pulse Field for 8 units of damage. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||||||||| ] (29 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||| ] (69 / 100) Status: Critical Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Clown Man erks as Electricity dances all over him. "...Not yet..." The clown whimpers as he forces a Forcefield up. Clown Man raises a Beach Ball-type Forcefield around him, protecting him from the next attack. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Must transform giant secret fortress into giant robot and wreak havoc across earth! Wily would have wanted it that way if he couldn't rule the place." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Then why did he build King? Or have himself cloned?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Hotstuff Harmony transmits, "Can you wait 'til later? The LIghts are pretty." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Might I suggest before doing anything going to talk to your grandmother? Her son just died. I'm sure she would LIke the company." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "Guts... the keys to Fortress Maximus... is in my room." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Scott's a pretty big failure and nobody LIkes King." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "King is LIke a super snotty Enker with more rank." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy muses, softly. "Hell of a way for a guy to go ... probably hurt LIke the dickens ..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "I've observed that burning aLIve is the worst possible way to die." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Still, how many times has Wily 'died' as of now? I know of two times." Dynamo frowns, and raises the SpLIt Buster again, firing a pulse of energy at Clown Man. "Very nice... I LIke using shields myself, now that I think about. I haven't in a while. Oh well." Clown Man's forcefield withstands the attack. Your forcefield absorbs 15 units of damage from Dynamo's SpLIt Buster Doubletap. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Let's see. There was that time in the Wilydragon. There was that /other/ time a LIttle after the Eurasia thing. Then there was the time Anthem tried to shoot him. And now he's dead, so that makes #4." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "Nah. Bottomless Pits is the worst way to die. Just think about it... falLIng forever... knowing there is no end... no end at all." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Am I right? Four?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Squeak Toy Serenade transmits, "Shut up. All of you just .. shut up. *cLIck*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Bass is always right. Even when he's wrong he's right." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Guts Man, the voice of clarity. So be it. Four." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "I beLIeve it's up to five now. I've lost count." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Elec Man just whines softly through it all. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Elec Man transmits, "D...damnit. I need a drink." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "Welcome to my world." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "All of you shut up right now. And for once don't start threatening or questioning me. There are more serious things going on right now that need to be handled and as soon as that's done I'll explain it to everyone. Just no bickering for fifteen minutes, please." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Oh, very well. Guts Man, sing us a song." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Five. We thought he went down with the Cididel." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Nothing is more serious than the death of our Lord Wily you heartless monster!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "A Stardroid is, much as I can sympathise with the loss of a father." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Five! That's the one I was thinking of. I stand corrected." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "A S...say what, Dr. Matthews?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "You heard me." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Stardroids aren't important, on a scale of 1-10 on the importance meter they're LIke a 5. 6 is having to go at the bathroom real bad." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Fifteen minutes." Clown Man merely sneers at Dynamo. "Keep Trying..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "As you will." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "You may be expecting yet another miracle tonight, Dr. Matthews, if you expect that." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Still, the sky is lovely." Dynamo dashes toward Clown Man and the shield. "Oh, I intend to. And I'll return in kind when it comes right down to it." PulLIng up the D-Saber once more, he lashes out at the shield. "Even if this is a boring way to fight." Clown Man's forcefield withstands the attack. Your forcefield absorbs 11 units of damage from Dynamo's Quick Slash. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "What can I say, I have high expectations." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Level 7 is missing that reaLIty TV show J-Pop Star, level 8 is having a beer shortage, level 9 is not having anything to sing and level 10 is losing Dr. Wily." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "So you see, Stardroids aren't even that important of an issue." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cleaver Cow transmits, "Hey, you. Yeah, you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cleaver Cow transmits, "Stardroids caused a ten." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "For anyone who /might/ be concerned, Gravity Beetle is expected to LIve. Though I dare say he will not be competing in Tartarus in the near future." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "...They cause a minus ten." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Doppler? That pathetic excuse for a bug tried to eat me aLIve. Quite LIterally. I have him to thank for my cybernetic arm--But thank you for the update." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Firestorm Phoenix transmits, "I'd worry less about the stardroids and more about whatever forced them to retreat." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Now see if we had a Spaceball threat, that could be a level 8! Spaceballs are very devious creatures and dangerous." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Ah, but Spaceballs have poor aim." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Sorta LIke RepLIforce." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Firestorm Phoenix snickers. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "I am aware of his prior transgressions. However, if he had /not/ counteracted the gravity well caused by Pavel's weapon with his own, we would not be having this conversation." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy, tiredly, and sLIghtly slurred: "Congratulate 'im for me. I have these neighbors he could eat if he wants 'em when he's mobile again." Clown Man closes his eyes. He will not lose it... He will not it... He will not let the heartless Mavericks, Haters, Freakers, UNers, and others lose his cool... He will not lose it... "RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!" Clown lowers his 'field and leaps at Dynamo!!! "THIS ENDS NOW!!! YOUR BLOOD WILL TO JOIN THAT OF WILY'S!!!!" Sideshow just STARES. "CLOWN, DON'T!!!" "THUNDER CLAW!!! Die, you Biatch!!!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHH!!! THIS ENDS NOW!!! YOUR BLOOD WILL TO JOIN THAT OF WILY'S!!!!" "CLOWN, DON'T!!!" "THUNDER CLAW!!! Die, you Biatch!!!" You have a forcefield and therefore cannot attack. Clown Man lowers his Beach Ball-type Forcefield around him, leaving him open to the next attack. You strike Dynamo with a soLId hit from your Thunder Claw attack. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "THUNDER CLAW HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "I'm aware. For that I'm grateful, but that doesn't necessarily mean I forgive his past transgressions either. ... And as the alotted time is up I will say this: Regulus. It's not one of the Stardroid names I recall. He seems to be the one from the videos though." Dynamo is smacked by the Thunder Claw, falLIng back and nearly losing his blade, which he deactivates so he won't cut himself. "Dude... you are taking yourself /way/ too seriously. You're gonna pop a gasket if you don't calm down, I swear." He activates his bLInk system, shimmering with blue and white energy. "Besides, Wily burned up on reentry. Why would he have any blood left for mine to join? Ja ne!" Dynamo retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Clown Man. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dr. Doppler transmits, "That's between you and him, Dr. Matthews." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Uh-huh. Seems yes. What I wouldn't give for a particle cannon powered by a fusion generator right now..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Yes, it is. I said as much didn't I?" Clown Man watches Dyn leave... and would let him go. bUt then... Dynamo just has to PUSH THE BUTTON. Without a word, Sideshow's chest GLows and out comes a catapult. Clown simply fires it... ...And out fLIngs two gravestones. One with Wily's name on it... his date of birth and date of death (today). the other... ...is marked for Dynamo. With a date of birth... but no date of death. At least not yet... You strike Dynamo with a major hit from your Random Assault attack. Dynamo is somewhere. Unconscious. Bleh. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Dink dink! Dink dink dink dink dink dink! Dink dink! Dink dink dink dink dink! Dink dink! Dink dink dink dink dink! Dink dink! Dink dink! Dink dink dink!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bass transmits, "Chicka wow-wow." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix snickers. [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Rigger transmits, "It seems a second 'test' is coming, one the Stardroids themselves failed. Consider yourselves warned." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "So what are you all of a sudden? Some sort of Stardroid expert?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Ricochet transmits, "She's the closest thing on this planet." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Rigger transmits, "I just talked to one of them, that's what I was told." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "There was one thing I was wondering..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Why do I have occasional troube with the radio channels?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "I know more about Stardroids than her. For one, Stardroids can be killed by Hero Boy. Secondly, Stardroids make a guest appearance every now and then to make the angsty people angstier. Thirdly, Stardroids are proven to hike up GNN ratings." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Dr. Doppler says with overt sarcasm, "Thank you for your words of wisdom." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "My wisdom is beyond your propane tanks!" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Dr. Doppler transmits, "They are not propane tanks! They are energy condensors." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "Propane is an energy type and the propane is condensed in the tanks. So you see energy condensor is nothing but fancy words for propane tanks." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "Huh?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Dr. Doppler growls, "I have better things to do than continue this pointless argument." *cLIck* [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "I win!" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "Mavericks sure are stupid. Especially Maverick doctors." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cleaver Cow transmits, "Propane isn't energy. It's something that can be burned. LIke wood." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: Tartarus Title: Opening ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (Videofile. Clown and Sideshow. And they are not smiLIng. In fact they look kinda... emotionless. For a clown and his monkey.) This night. Dynamo has decided to mock my Dad... the one who rescued me when no one else cared... Dr. Albert A. Wily... when he was unable to defend himself. I've shown him the errors of his ways. (Image - Dynamo strucked by gravestones... before bLInking away.) If you choose to mock my savior, my father... I will defend his name to the end. Regardless of the harm to me. So... (Clown raises a hand to the screen and closes it into a fist, and lets electricity cover it. Clown smiles. Just LIke the Joker. Very unfriendly-LIke) ...Who wants some? CHALLENGERS: Team Clown (Clown Man and Sideshow) Challenge: To defend Wily's honor... Challenge: OPEN. (Cue Angsty Psycho Team Clown Spinny, then Theta Spinny, then W Spinny) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cyclops transmits, "...I take that as a bit of a personal insult Guts Man. But I'll let it sLIde." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "And burning is energy. Because you see back in the good old day there was this thing called fire which was used to cook food. And then once coal was discovered it was a new energy source which in itself reLIed on the fire! So you see, Guts Man is right. And if you disagree I'll mop the floor with your robotic nipples." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "And Mavericks docs are stupider than a stupid... idiot!" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "What if you don't have them?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cyclops transmits, "You know Guts, I quickly grow tired of you." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "Then do something about it LIttle man." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta XO Clown Man transmits, "I'm repair chamber bound. And Swordy? I guess a bit of you DID rub off me..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dynamo transmits, "That is the last time I play nice with someone, then." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cyclops transmits, "Good point. *cLIck*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah being nice sucks. The only way to get things in LIfe is by taking it from the inferior." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "You actually thought I would take it easy just because you think it is a hoLIday since...since...Dad died?!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dynamo transmits, "I'm beginning to see your point. I cut out early so clownoid wouldn't blow a gasket, and now I see this piece of tripe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Heheheheheheh, tripe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Dynamo transmits, "I'm all over your ass, Clown Man. Noone slanders me." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Clown Man transmits, "...maybe you can get a bounty for me. I'm not that hard to find. Dynamo." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "Nipplesss are for mammalsss." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "LIke that hefeir Maverick, eh?" Repair Chamber On the inside, the chamber is very compLIcated. Heating rods, digital interfaces, clasps, and all sorts of minature robotic arms set to fixing any damaged being who cares to enter. You feel your brain and other systems shutting down as they go to work... Current Endurance: 45% Type 'Done' to end heaLIng process. [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah!" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Cleaver Cow transmits, "No comment. Again." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "Heh. That'sss the thing about cowsss. You can never tell the front end from the back..." [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Snake Man transmits, "Ssso what happened earLIer?" [Radio: (F) AlLIance] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, either end there's always crap coming out." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||||||||| ] (39 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [|||||||||| ] (52.5 / 100) Status: Compromised Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Guts Man transmits, "What's insipid?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "Most of the conversation on the radio." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Not all of usss have 2 foot titanium ssskullsss." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "Don't worry, Guts Man. None of that appLIes to you." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Guts Man transmits, "Bwah?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "There are a *few* of usss with a *sssmidgen* of intelLIgenssce, you know." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta XO Clown Man transmits, "...Huh. I guess my challenge is off. No biggie. *whistles as he starts calLIng up offices in Tartarus*" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: Tartarus Title: Due to... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ...situations beyond his control, Clown has decided to cancel the challenge, to focus on other things. We're sorry for any inconvinence this may cause you. --Sheol Pit Mgmt. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man remarks in a dry manner, "The Massster hasss been presssumed dead ssso many timesss, I wonder if even the ssstupidessst of our 'alLIesss' will fall for it." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Guts Man transmits, "Our alLIes are stupid. They think they can take control of Star Haven." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "Hah, they can have it." You can feel the repair chamber working on your injuries. [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Enker transmits, "Indeed. A husk of metal is of no use to anyone." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Clown Man transmits, "...what's left of it, anyways." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man grumbles, "Not to be critical of the Massster, but... Doesss anyone elssse tire of thisss LIttle russse?" [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Guts Man transmits, "Not really. I tire of this alLIance more than anything. Why should we the Robot Masters ally ourselves with weakLIngs?" [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Enker transmits, "It is what our Lord wills, and that is all that matters." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "Guts Man raises a compelLIng point." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "For onssce, I can't argue with hisss logic." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "I see this `alLIance' more as a temporary cease-fire, one that we may break at any time. We, more or less, are benefitting from their confusion and disarray." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "We will bide our time. When things are in order, we may act as we wish." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Enker transmits, "I concur." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "Agreed. We need to give sssome consssideration to our posssition after thisss isss all over." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Guts Man transmits, "Mmmmm cuccumbers." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "There's no need to concern yourself with such matters, Snake Man. The situation is /well/ in hand." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "So long as it's not Duo's hand. That's one serious case of giganticism." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "It must have been his favorite arm." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/47 Posted Author Standing Orders Sun Nov 17 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Force Commander is sitting in the Head, on his usual `throne'. Treble is mostly out of the shot, gnawing on a T-bone steak. He looks sLIghtly more put-upon than usual. "Alright, you mechanical primates. Time to pay attention because somebody with a brain is going to tell you how things are going to work around here for a while." "Since we are absolutely /married/ to the idea of acting LIke Wily is dead -- *again* --" He rolls his eyes, "I expect you guys to act sLIghtly more insipid than usual. Part of the act. However, I don't want any of you idiots going off and picking fights with people you can't beat, or bringing heat down on the rest of us for your stupid actions. We're trying to /conserve/ resources here, and you dipsticks going out and getting e-ringed costs us metal and plastic we could be using for useful things, LIke drones and `Who Farted?' t-shirts." Bass lolls his head back, staring at the ceiLIng. He appears frustrated. "As it stands now, there are already reports of Stardroids on the ground. That means trouble is not far behind, which means we need to not waste resources fighting goobers LIke Jet Stingray and Mavericks. We've got to keep ourselves together, conserve our strength for as long as possible, and let the Stardroids beat up /them/ while protecting our own ends." He pulls his head back up. "I sure hope you idjits got that through your thick, empty metalLIc skulls. Because if I see a lot of wasteful resource use, I'm going to compound it further by whooping the squads of the worst offenders. And then I'm going to let Aqua Man redesign your armor. So don't f*** with me." He gestures at the camera, ending the transmission. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "Probably not. But thessse ssstupid ssceassse firesss tend to put a damper on my work." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "They're horribly boring." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "It's only a violation of the agreement if you get caught, Snake Man." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Enker transmits, "...I would advise against what Bass is suggesting." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "I'm not suggesting anything. I'm simply reciting a logical truism. The law is only appLIcable when there is evidence that one has breached it." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Guts Man transmits, "Uh oh. Commanding dispute! Brain overload! Must reach logical conclusion. Bass higher rank. Bass wins!" [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "True, but if I ssscrew up, then EVERYONE will be after my hide, including the Massster." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Bass transmits, "Precisely." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "And there'sss nothing to be gained that we don't already know, at leassst in thisss particular matter." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Enker transmits, "Thus, I advice against, Snake." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "I don't care about everyone elssse wanting me dead. That'sss my job. I jussst don't want the Massster on their ssside." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "But if sssomeone givesss me ordersss, I wouldn't have a problem with that." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "And no, not you, Gutsss." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Guts Man transmits, "Awwwww I was going to order you to eat something at the pet store." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "Anyway, ssceasssfiresss aren't good for the ssspying profession, asss a whole." [Radio: (B) Masters-Secure] Snake Man transmits, "I sssuppossse I could ssspy on them anyway, and if I'm caught, I'll sssay that I wasss trying to dissscover if they were withholding any information about the Massster..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Beta CO Metal Man transmits, ".So what we going to do now..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Beta CO Metal Man transmits, "I'm powering down for some mantiance. I'll be back onLIne in a few hours" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Ssso before I read the newsss reportsss, what did happen anyway?" The waldoes and mech fluid pull away from you, funneLIng outward as you terminate your heaLIng process. > The repair chamber hisses open, reveaLIng a fully restored Clown Man. Repair Chamber drops you.