Log started: 3/16/03 11:55:43 PM Common Room - Skull Fortress This room seems more LIke something you'd find in a civiLIan home than a miLItary base. Most of it is occupied by materials smugGLed in over time by individual Masters, including a chess set, dart board, go board, cooler, pool and air hockey tables, several of Magnet Man's spare video game systems, and Spring Man's weights bench. A long couch faces the television, with other chairs scattered here and there. The floor is entirely carpeted, and the walls decorated with posters of popular modern bands LIke Avalon and Ironica. The Karaoke machine has taken quite a beating, as if someone would rather die than allow it to remain operational. Half of the southern wall of the room, strangely enough, is occupied by a stove, refrigerator, microwave, and a few well-stocked cupboards; perhaps in a faction mostly composed of robots, cooking is considered more a hobby than anything else. Contents: Contents: Dynamo Man [Standard] [RM] Freeze Man [Chibi] [RM] Search Man [Normal] [RM] Sword Man [Mysterious] [RM] Cut Man [Armour] [RM] Dr. Wily [Pajamas] [RM] Mister Joe Large cooler Othello Board Chess Board LInt Store Pool Table Reinforced Doors : Training Room - Skull Fortress East : Great Hall - Skull Fortress An absent shrug, from the android in question. Freeze really was asking for a canewhacking. Once, he'd gotten e-ringed for wondering something LIke this to one of the ELItes, and wasn't entirely fond of the idea of going through that again. "No, I don't think anything happened. But it seems LIke whenever I try to get everything right in my head I wind up confused." Were they perfect for what they did? Honestly? "And I was thinking-" a brief GLance up at his brothers. Don't any of you laugh, he -can- think. "-that some of us, LIke Cut, for example, aren't as perfect as they could be. LIke his rotten luck, or Elec's fragiLIty." Thinking, for Freeze, is a bad thing. Everyone around him but himself is flawed somehow. Upon walking in, and overhearing Freeze... Clown tries his very best not to laugh... and succeeds... "MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" ...Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for Sideshow. Sword Man is simply....there. He's not really doing anything but having some wine and writing something in that big journal of his. Been a while since he's done that... Cut Man was in the middle of a long, long deep drink o' precious sugary soda...But he stops in the middle of the movement. He stops as the dreaded question is asked and twitchs once or twice of an eye at the mention of his name. oO( LIke if /I/ do it on purpose to have the universe conspiring against me!)Oo he finnaly chug down the soda, enpacking the talking behind his back silently. What else can he do, for now?...*CLIp cLIp* goes his sissor! ...Well, besides that. Well Freeze, its all Rock's fault. You see, Rock is evil incarnate and he uses his demonic powers to make you weaker." Yes, thats exactly right. Exactly how it goes. BeLIeve the great and powerful Wily. The Wilycode compels you....... Dynamo Man clenches his jaw. "Rock .... next time I see that blue bug I'm going to rip off his head and put it next to Barrage's." Search Man's right head stares at the floor in a rare moment of stillness, the mind within reflecting, perhaps, on Search Man's all too apparent imperfections. He snaps out of it only at the deLIvery of Wily's words, nodding sharply in what might be an attempt to exorcise himself of those fooLIsh thoughts. "So, with that reasoning... shouldn't Bass...um... somewhat not evil incarnate and somewhat not demonic powers... be able to increase our powers, huh Dad?" o.o As Sideshow laughs, Freeze Man creates a small but spiky ball of ice and fLIngs it at Clown's pet annoyance, quite intent on doing serious damage. The attack isn't followed through, and Freeze regards Wily with something very closely akin to alarm. He knew Rock was supposed to be evil, but demonic powers. "..Er, Dad? How many beers did you have tonight?" ... Bass, an angel? "There is no god." o_o "So, with that reasoning... shouldn't Bass...um... somewhat not evil incarnate and somewhat not demonic powers... be able to increase our powers, huh Dad?" Clown asks. o.o Bass? An Angel? A /IF/! The mention of Rock however create a reaction to the Cutter! Even more twitching. oO( Damn him, damn that Rock! I hate you, Rock! I curses you!)Oo This spontanous outburst of mental hatred was not provided by this question wich is along the LInes of 'Daddy, where baby androids come from?' if you ask the smart LIl' Cutter. The White Knight of Wily simply rolls his eyes at the banter. Yes, he trusts Wily to the utmost. He's his Lord after all...but Rock as a demon? Pfft. Sword knows Rock is no demon, but he is a helLIon of an adversary. One Sword still has an urge to test himself against, especially since Yamato's show of balls a few months ago. However, he says nothing, continuing to write in his parchment journal and sipping Chardonnay. Somber guy, he is. Dr. Wily bLInks a bit hazily as he is quesitoned. "Beers? Umm...12 I think. Or maybe 21. I can't remember which way the numbers go." He's beginning to look it too, the last few drinks must be catching up to him. "Anyways. Lets not talk about that annoying Blue bother. I have a better idea!" Wily sets his plate and beer down and goes to rummage in a closet. He returns with...a LImbo stick. Yep, Wily is officialyl trashed. "Its time to LIMBO! WOOHOO!" Dynamo Man just bLInks, staring. Sword Man nearly chokes on his wine, dropping his quill into his book and starting at Wily. "LImbo, M'lord?!" Clown Man bLInks. As does Sideshow (after snickering in Freeze's direction). "...Having the WilyCode sucks..." Clown mutters. Sideshow eyes, "Why?" "I coulda do something LIke stick Wily's underwear on top of the UN's flagpole..." Clown looks around innocently, "Not that I would plan on doing something LIke that, nope..." Very very slowly Freeze Man nods. 12 or 21.. A GLance over to the closer sibLIngs. "You do reaLIze if big'n purple catches wind of this, he'll probably take it out on us." He can see it now. Wily's LIver shuts down from toxic shock, and Ballade beats the ever loving snot out of -them- for it. He loved this family. No, really. "..I wouldn't worry, Swordy. You need a waist to LImbo." Search Man turns around, his left head nodding, then motioning vaguely towards the abandoned bilLIard game. "Good thing. I would have embarrassed myself, but now we get to LImbo," he decides. BLInking slowly, the somewhat agitated right head whispers loudly, "Why am I dwelLIng on it?" "LImbo!?" Cut says nearly droping his can o' soda. Okay, Dad's really getting creamed, now. Y'know, it's almost a good thing that alchool don't affect robots. Imagine a /TRULY/ drunk Cut Man. Or Clown. Or worse: Crash Man. Imagine the ravages that would causes. But something tell me a drunk Bass would not be dangerous...unless he the enraged drunk kinda o'...drunk. And about the LImbo...well, Cut is not too entuhsiastic about it, but what the hell... What BAD thing could happen with LImbo? Sword Man stares at Freeze, and coughs a bit. "I have a fully functional waist, Sir Freeze." He then takes a sip of his wine, and says under his breath, "It is merely a midsection which I lack." Dr. Wily gigGLes madly and waves the pole around. "Somebody needs to hold it!" Still giggLIng, the doctor tosses the thing to Freeze then runs over to the stereo and puts on....the Macarana. Is there no end to the drunken horror. "Whos going to go first? And don't think you're going to get out of it!" He wagGLes a finger at the Masters. "Everyone takes a turn!" Dynamo Man shuts his eyes, softly and painfully laughing to himself. "Macarena ... LImbo ... ... ... ..." He takes another swig of beer. Search Man does his best to stay back, raising his hand to his right head and scratching at his helmet idly. His right set of eyes inspect the LImbo pole, a mix of trepidation and horror, while his left head tries to gauge the others' reactions. Freeze Man catches the pole easily, and studies it. Then his brothers. And quite cheerfully balances it between two pillars of ice that hadn't been there a moment before, balancing it LIghtly on top. It really doesn't help that the pole LIkewise gets covered in ice in the process. Oops. "Do you ever get annoyed when someone calls you gutless, then? It's not LIke it's not true.." To Sword, apparently. Team Clown bLInks. The Macarena. LImbo stick. O_o Sideshow calmly materiaLIzes Vodka bottles... about 5 of them. Both Sideshow and Clown takes one each and starts drinking Vodka... straight from the bottle. (If I'm going to do this, I wannabe drunk enough that I'll forget this ever happens...)oo. Sideshow> Clown Man drops you. Sideshow has arrived. You drop Sideshow. Cut looks left and right, then focuses on the LImbo stick. Then the ice. And sight. oO( Man, I should have maby drank more of thoses beers...With luck, I would totaly forget this would happen!)Oo But we all know what the relations bettewn Cut and Luck! Frisky. Cut and Luck broke up and nd Luck sued Cut for milLIons, milLIons of karma points. Hench why he SO down the hole, now! The Alpha peers at Freeze. "We don't have a choice, do we?" Sword Man sighs and gets in LIne for the LImbo. Of course...he's not really gonna try. Anyways, GLaring at Freeze, he responds to the painfully cold pun from his brother. "Indeed, Sir Freeze, and I would LIke it if you ceased with your jests, at least until you progress beyond rudimentary wordplay." Dynamo Man just stands up, grinning, setting his plate and beer aside, walking over to the bar, looking at it, then at Wily. "No one volunteering to go first? I guess I will then." Dr. Wily gigGLes and bounces from foot to foot, eagerly awaiting the first person. And Dynamo Man it is! "Go Dynamo! LImbo! YOu can do it!" The man is sick folks. Truly sick and demented. Wily dances around the gathering cheering Dynamo on and generally acting the drunken fool. Ballade is going to kill EVERYONE when he hears about this. Clown Man gets into LIne after Cut Man. His reasoning? Cut's luck would most assurinGLy affect those going before him. Hopefully... going after Cut means he'll be safe! ...But just in case, he has a horseshoe from a Ten-Thirty toy. o.o Sideshow doesn't join in. Rather, he is at the sideLInes, muching on some popcorn as he watches. (I'm GLad it's not me...)oo. Freeze Man intends to be safely locked in his room by the time Ballade catches wind of this. Or at least, make sure someone else can be blamed. "I happen to LIke juvenile humor," he responds mildly to Sword's irritation, apparently quite content for the moment to keep the LImbo stick in place. It is the Wilycode that goads Dynamo Man on to do this. He spends almost half a minute looking from one person in the room to the next or to the bar. Yep, psyching himself up. He takes his place in front of the bar, letting out a long breath, and then starting to bend backward and inch his way under, jaw clenched the whole time. .oO(Dad's going to E-Ring me if I miss this,) he thinks ... ... and he manages to get under the bar, standing up. "That was easy enough." Search Man sLIdes nonchalantly into LIne behind Clown Man, left head looking him over with care, perhaps trying to ascertain what he's got in his contingency plans. His right head mumbles, "This isn't what I had in mind..." prompting a jerky swivel of his counterpart, who repLIes flatly, "Shut up. I can do this." Freeze Man has disconnected. Cut Man GLups. He riiiiight next in LIne. Of course, zee codin' is what make the Alpha Master do it...And he perfectly know that this all can't end well at all. He take his place in front of the bar, staring at it...staring at Freeze. At Sword. At Wily...And thoses twos right behind him. oO( Urrrg...Here goes nothing!)Oo He twist over and start bending backward...going under the bar. Everything is going alright, too! He pass thru!...But to thoses who have...good...sensors, an /SNAP/ is heard in Cut. More presicely his mid section. Thus, Cut remains in the backward-lending position! Quite hillarous to see! "Errr...Heeeey! Help! Anyone!" He flailsflails his arms haplessly, woobLIng around without any direction...Hey! It's /HURTS/ being stuck LIke that!...And I give him two minutes befor he slam in the wall, stuck. Not happening yet, however!...Just...a possibiLIty. Search Man's right head perks up at the unexpected noise, which comes through to his ears quite clearly, even with the music playing. "Wha-... what, ah... what was that?" he wonders, body leaning a bit to the side of the LIne so he can get a closer look at Cut Man. His right face cringes visibly. "Oh... oh dear..." he trails off nervously, leaving the left head to conclude, "That's how it is with him. I'll be fine." Dynamo Man goes to the back of the LIne, only to see Cut snap in half. ".... Nice effort, brother. Need some help?" He laughs a bit. Sword Man sighs, facepalming at Cut as his bad luck haunts him. "Sir Cut...." Anyways, looks LIke he's up....though he tries and figure out something, specifically whether he'd need to get both his halves under the bar, or just his lower half...well, he quickly solves that dilemma by pushing his upper half off his lower, the torso barely hovering off the ground, and pushes off his lower half under the bar, leaving the lower half to go underneath...now this might be a bit tricky. Quickly, it bends back, trying to keep it's legs steady...and bomps his studded belt right into the bar. Oh well. "Alas...I do not think this is my game..." Lower half walking around, both halves are quickly reunited, and Sword merely walks over toward Cut. Hey, he tried, might as well get to something more important. "Sir Cut? Do you need assistance?" Clown Man winces as Cut... bends himself into a uncomfortable looking position. So says the Master who can roll himself into a ball. o.o "At least I don't have to do the moves..." He mutters as he moves towards the bar... ...Having natural flexibiLIty, Clown manages to makes under the bar... his uncanny long arms included. (Heh. I was right! Cut's curse didn't effect me! Booyah!)oo. ...Unfortunately for Clown, he wasn't looking where we was going... and ends up LImboing right into Cutty... and per Cut's Murphy's Law which is... 'Anything that can go wrong WILL go wrong in every possible way' Cut is wrapped up in Clown's arms. "Help me..." Dynamo Man has disconnected. Twitch twitch. "Oh, YEAH, I think I'll be fine, really! Oh yeah." Twitch. "Yeah! I need help!" Cut says, altough sarcastic on the first part, but you can't really blame him, do you? "Thanks you bo--" But as Clown Man has so gently demonstrated, 'ANYTHING that can go wrong /WILL/ go wrong in every darn possible ways'. Such is the Cut Man's Law, originaly the Murphy's Law. "Gaaaaaaah! Get him off me! Get him offfff!" Cut haplessly perk out...And how does the Cut managed to stay in the unconfortable position that is his own? Well, he resting on his fingers, of course. "Don't force me cutting you're LImbs off!" Dr. Wily stares at this newest development and can't help but laugh drunkenly. "Gotten yourself all wrapped up eh?" Bad pun alert! "I wonder how long it will take you to untanGLe this mess? Ooooheeehaaaahoooo!" Make it stop. Make it stop. "Heeehee...oo...the room is spinning... Search Man saunters over to the bar with a sort of forced, mock serenity. He then straightens himself, raising his hand to his head in a formal salute as both heads look past the bar. "Commencing LImbo, sir!" his right head announces before worrying under his breath, "This is not going to work...." He leans back and approaches, showing a certain aptitude for the sort of posture that's necessary for such an exercise. He seems to be doing a good job, but when he reaches the bar, it becomes clear that Search Man wasn't designed for this, as his protruding chest-mounted radar display module thingy plows right into it. He stands before the fallen ornament, which rolls up against his robotic toes, leaning halfway over in disappointment. His hand covers his right face, but not well enough to silence its anguished cry: "This is a disaster!" Dynamo Man has connected. Clown Man shrieks loudly. "DON'T CUT OFF MY ARMS!!!" My. That's a high pitch girly tone. "UntanGLe me, please! I don't mind being tanGLe up with someone but... I don't swing that way!" Sideshow immediately chirps, "Cut and Clown sitting in a tree..." Dynamo Man smacks his forehead as he watches Cut and Clown combine. He steps over to try and extricate the two - meanwhile keeping his hands from getting snipped off by Cut's blade. He sighs heavily at Sideshow's comment. "This is turning out to be somewhat uGLy. Father are you feeLIng alright?" Sword Man sighs, watching the cluster*@#@ happen as Cut and Clown colLIde. "...this is quite the mess..." Sword begins to wonder if passing down the CO-ship to Clown in his stead was such a good idea after all... Search Man crouches down sLIghtly. For the moment, despite having four working eyes, he doesn't seem to be able to see anything except for the bar at his feet. "I knew this would happen, I just knew it," whines his despondent right head. His left head, in the meantime, seems to have recovered even before it happened. While GLancing over at Dr. Wily, he tilts sharply to the side. "Meh," he dismisses. Search Man straightens up, right head perhaps taking some comfort in the fact that the good Doctor is too hopelessly bombed to be that disappointed in him. Oh yeah, you betcha that Cut cares about Clown's arms. Oh yes! "It's you're darn fault this happened, darnit! Couldnt you just watch where your going, huh!?" Twitchtwitchtwitch. Cutty is quite an twitcher when annoyed, is he not? His cutter is *cLIp cLIp cLIp*ing franaticaly, trying to connect on Clown's arm springs and try to cut 'em down! The sooner he does, the sooner the hulmiation ends! ...Well, part of the hulmiation, anyway. Dr. Wily passes out and flops over, falLIng backwards onto a convenient couch. He begins snoring immediately. Dr. Wily has disconnected. Clown Man yeeps and tries to move the arms as far away from Cut's scissor. "Keep Snip Snap from Mr. Lefty and Mr. Righty!" Clown states loudly. Dynamo Man would continue trying to separate Cut and Clown, that is, if he didn't see Wily fall asleep. ".... good god. There he goes." Shrugging, he stands up, and goes over to the Doc, picking him up. "I guess I'll be back in a few moments, brothers." With that, he's off to the LIft. Search Man moves over to the rest of the group after taking a reluctant step over the fallen bar, which one of his heads will surely be thinking about for a while to come. His left head takes stock of the entanGLed pair, while the right GLances back and forth uneasily between Dynamo and Sword Man. As Dynamo heads over to take care of Wily, his right head asks, "So, ah... do you think there's anything we can do about this?" being careful about not looking direcly at Sword Man. Sword Man sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looks between Search and Dynamo. "Sir Cut, Sir Clown, restrain and relax thyselfs, I beLIeve it is best we untanGLe thee before drastic measures are resorted to. Sir Dynamo, Sir Search? If you could assist?" With that, he reaches foward, using his one hand to try and find a good starting point to unwrap the Alpha and the Theta from their predicament. Clown Man relaxes as much as he can... still eyeing the scissors on top of Cut's head wearily. o.o Dynamo Man looks over to Sword. "I'll be back as soon as I've taken care of putting our Father to bed." And with that, he is out the door. "Relax? RELAX!? How you want me to RELAX?!" *CLIPCLIPCLIP!* Twitchtwich!....Then a few, deep breath are given by Cut, his eyes closed, giving off the occasional twitch. He keep muttering "Calming down...calming down..."...But hey, he trying. Search Man shuffles over to the side of the pair opposite Sword. He moves his arms about cautiously, trying to determine a good place to use his one hand. "I'm not sure why I'm even going to bother," his left head states callously, prompting a frustrated sigh from his opposite number. "...Would the answer that I'm your commanding officer and if you don't untanGLe me..." Clown takes a deep breath... "I WILL ORDER YOU TO GO SHOPPING WITH AQUA MAN!!! ESPICALLY WHEN HE WANTS TO WOMAN'S UNDERWEAR!!!" O_O Search Man continues to use both of his vantage points to examine for possible solutions to the problem. His right head jerks back as he's admonished by Clown Man, and his voice wavers as he tries a bit of damage control. "Well, that certainly sounds, uh... unpleasant. I wouldn't want that...." Sword Man mutters, as he tries to unravel Clown. "I do not beLIeve such a situation warrants such a harsh punishement, Sir Clown." Then again, not LIke he can talk, he's not commander of the squad anymore. Cut Man is still twitching, muttering over and over. "Staying calm...calming down...staying calm..." With the occasional harmless cLIping of the sissor. If anything going to happen. Clown Man has to agree with Sword. Besides, he's pretty stressed being this close to Cut. Who knows how many bad luck germs he caught by now. "....I think I'm starting to come down with BadLuckitis." Search Man kneels down and tries to assist Sword Man in the best way his opinions can agree upon. He gives a bit of a push on one of the entanGLed arms with his weapon hand and a sLIght tug on another with his traditional extremity, right head saying somewhat hopefully, "This ought to do it...." And Clown's arms unrevels freeing himself and Cut... Clown immediately backpeddles and starts wiping imaginery 'dust' off. "..." "Calm...calm...Ca--What did you saide!?" *TWITCH TWITCH CLIP CLIP!* Even though Clown man is off Cut, the LIttle Alpha is still stuck in his might unconfortable position, here! Poor Cut, really... Search Man's heads both nod in sequence upon the resolution of this half of the situation. "I can't... I just..." his right head mutters semi-coherently, casting a last forlorn GLance back at the fallen LImbo bar. "So what? I don't care, and nobody else does, either. I'm getting out of here," decides the left, and overall Search Man probably doesn't seem too reluctant in leaving the room. Search Man has disconnected. Dynamo Man eventually returns to the common room. "Now .... where were we--?" "We," Clown intones, "were about to bend Cut's back back into position. Suggestions?" Cut Man grumbles lowly under his voice. Muttering things LIke 'BadLuckitis my sissor' or other not so nice things. He stops though, at the mention of 'bend cut's back back into position'. "So that you latch on me again by accident? No way!" You say, "Not me. Maybe Sword or Dynamo... or one of my toys. But NOT me. I'm going to hafta take several baths after this just to make sure I'm clean..." (...of any BadLuckitis you got carrying around...)oo." "Sure, let me take a look at him." Dynamo walks over, narrowing his eyes a bit, and kneeLIng down nearby. "See if you can lay on your stomach, and I'll take a look at the joint .. it probably just sheared off or something." Sword Man sighs. "I beLIeve Sir Dynamo is more suited for such a repair...Sir Dynamo, if you could? I must be off to oversee the progress of the Joe Factory within our Territory. Good day, Brothers." He bows to all curtly, before walking over to the chair he was sitting in, putting away his stuff, and heading out for his work. Sword Man has disconnected. "GOOD RIDDANCE!" Cut says, not excatly noticing that he just insulted himself, there. He give a nod to Dynamo (or tries to) and tries his best to throw himself on his belly. It's take a few tries...but he does it! Seeing the Cut is all right, Clown wanders off, "I'm going to check my e-mail while I'm back... something tells me some stuff has changed since I've been around. Later Dayz..." With the Clown walks on... with Sideshow following. Dynamo Man pops open an access port along Cut's lower back, and takes out a multitool from an arm compartment. "Well, shoot. You've got a hydrauLIc mounting completely snapped off at one end, and it's your ventral back 'muscle' $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/31 Posted Author Skirmish Tue Mar 18 Magic Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ - TEXT ONLY - Pirate Man led Shark Man, Cut Man, and I on a mission to gain suppLIes. Gravity Beetle is now heavily damaged, and Cut Man suffered a severe blow to the head. - Magic Man $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/7 Posted Author Tartarus Video Sales Tue Mar 18 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "...thank you, FeLIcia. In entertainment news, Tartarus Pay-Per-View Enterprises has announced that it will include the no-holds-barred battle between the late Dr. Doppler and Order and Chaos' lead singer, Daryn Luna, in its upcoming video release of title bouts. According to the press release, even though neither of them are conventional fighters, the intensity of the match was enough to make it worthy of the collection. Sample cLIps of the collection are available for download at their website." "And in other news, Las Vegas has revised its odds of Dr. Doppler actually being aLIve upward to 11:1 against...." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Nogaki Commercial District - Neo Tokyo Although this part of the city is the largest and busiest at any given time, the lack of any real streets gives the impression of being quiet. Due to the sheer enormity of Neo Tokyo's population and consumer demands, the city's planners decided to build not only out, but up... and down. The Nogaki commercial district extends for miles in all directions, with pubLIc LIfts capable of transporting thousands of people per second. On this level are the mostly normal, everday businesses such as grocery stores, mega-department stores, and everything in between. The eastern hemisphere's largest McDonald's takes up a large portion of space here, having served over 11 times 10 to the 20th power burgers since its company's creation back in the 20th Century. Contents: Contents: Quint [Civvie] [RM] Daryn [C] The Band Namura General Hospital Pets 4 U Northeast : Tetsuo's Hibachi Grill and Karoake Bar West : Teleportation Area--Neo Tokyo PubLIc LIft Up : Nogaki Commerical District Level 2 - Neo Tokyo PubLIc LIft Down : Nogaki Commerical District Sublevel 1 - Neo Tokyo North : Fujiwa Art District - Neo Tokyo East : Harbor District - Neo Tokyo South : Residential District - Neo Tokyo Welcome, to Tokyo News Network, where our Reporters have a higher LIfe expectancy rate of ten years more than other News Networks! Think prison inmates aren't allowed some entertainment? Think again! Neo Tokyo's prison group has allowed several of its residents to go to a concert by a rather unknown band: Dischord and Danger! Not much is known about this band, but it appears that this concert will be held openly in Tokyo Stadium, under heavy security to allow non-prison-inmates to join in. The prison inmates were carefully screened, so do not worry, no psychos here! But all proceeds are stated to be going to LIght Labs in particular. Isn't that great?! More news coming up! Quint had been originally intending to just do a LIttle shopping to get a few things .. well, okay, LIkely steal whatever it was he was after, but still, a concert hadn't originally been in his day plan. Though once the news gives coverage that something Different And Not Entirely Usual was happening, the LIttlest of the ELItes just had to go investigate! Though since he's out of armor of course nobody's gonna recognize him, right? Now, where the hell -is- that pesky stadium..? Daryn is, in fact, out of armor for a change and that is mostly because he is wearing a disguise. His disguise consists of sunGLasses and a top hat, which really is all the disguise he needs. Aria's hair has been dyed black, and Arin, well, he's wearing a nosering (fake) and died half of his hair black. Freaky! Aside from very 'spiky-esque' costumes, the band sets up in the stadium, very...very...slowly. There's also this guy with no eyes, so it seems, them being covered in utter blackness, obviously holographicly formed, but nobody knows who the hell he is anyway. He's carrying a trumpet. The stadium itself isn't so big, in actuaLIty. But then again, that might just serve Daryn baby's purpose. He wasn't expecting Robot Masters to show up, however, which might make matters more interesting than he had planned. Just behind the disguised Quint arrives the infamous director/producer Eldon Hunter... who looks around and smiLIng darkly, starts to set up a camera to record this... Actually, Pogo Man isn't planning anything overtly Evil And Dangerous (Or Stupid) just yet. As far as he knows this is an innocent concert, and he might be able to reLIeve a few people of their wallets while he's here. The Directorperson is .. ignored, for Quint has no need for paltry director/producers! His greatness far exceeds these mere mortals. With that particular thought in mind, the LIttle bugger ... locates himself a seat, after idly pocketing someone's wallet. Maybe he'll actually *buy* something later. Maybe. Daryn headbangs LIghtly, as if getting in the rhythm. The microphones are set up, and they are rather dinky, after all, since this is a government sponsored event, after all, in coaLItion with 'Dischord and Danger' of course. Man, Daryn reflects, that name is so uncooler than Order and Chaos. So one dimensional, huh huh huh. Daryn, of course, doesn't notice the disguised Masters as disguised Masters. Which may be a good thing, since he'd probably smile, wave, and give them a thumbs up. He looks to Aria and says, "Yo, you ready? This'll be a biiiig hit, hehehe.... They'll probably figure it out midsong, so we might need to skedadil a bit early.", he says the last bit rather softly, but you never know "Hope they're better than the last rockjockeys that played here." Quint doesn't even look over when the bearish reploid seated next to him speaks up, voicing her general dissent. He doesn't even reply! It's not worth it. No, he just sits back and watches the stage with a rather bland, bored expression. "I mean, they were singin' about peace and hope and The Future, and it got old and tired after the first few songs. At least the band's name's a bit better." Quint remains silent, though annoyed. Doesnt' this idiot ever shut up? "So maybe it won't be a total sell-out, ya know? Shoulda brought my maker's kids along, they'd love it.." "SHUT UP." >__< Quint's LIttle outburst of irritation is clearly not expected, and the bear regards him with clear alarm before settLIng down again, grumbLIng under her breath. .oO( I hate reploids.. ) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/7 Posted Author Super Prison Riot Escape! Wed Mar 19 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *This...is TNN!* "It began... as a cheerful spectacle to put on a show for the prisoners of Neo Tokyo Prisons and the pubLIc, it ended...in a prison riot with Mad Bomber Megumi Oberobin escaping from jail with aid from her Order and Chaos bandmates." "It appears that with the aid of holographics and good timing, Daryn Luna managed to arrive, pretending to be a member of another band. At the end of the first song, a spectacular holographic LIght show temporarily bLInded guards and inmates as well as frightened them with an image of a horrible monster *image of what looks LIke a Gold Bloodthirster*. A hoverbike *Image of Daryn's Vespa* crashed through the stadium and serves as an escape vehicle. At around this time, the riot broke out, though it is unclear how it started, it was LIkely at least an indirect result of Daryn's actions. Though actions were taken to try and capture him, Daryn and the rest of his band managed to escape. Near the exit of the stadium was a mere card with the writing: "This is Justice" on it. Perhaps Daryn truly considered Mad Bomber Megumi to be innocent, or perhaps it holds another cryptic meaning. The riot was quelled by poLIce forces, though casualty and damage estimates are still unknown. *TNN out!* $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/29 Posted Author Siberian Highway Thu Mar 20 Magic Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ - TEXT ONLY - Sword Man led a Robot Master destruction and mayhem to the Kamchatka superhighway. Yamato Man, Top Man, Frost Man and I were present. Sigma and Morph Moth have suffered severe damage. One Inferno Class Maverick Hunter Tank has been annihilated. No Robot Masters fell. - Magic Man OOC: My, an abnormally large amount of details in this report. If anyone else from the mission wants to make another, go ahead. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$