Log started: 3/28/03 9:24:10 PM $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/40 Posted Author OOC: More April First Thu Mar 27 Frost Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Another possibiLIty. Make the balloons appear as threatening as possible. Arm them with guns, bombs, etc. etc. All blanks and duds. Make LIke...4 or 5, and just set them off in the the 4 winds, sending the good guys into a tizzy to take them all down. But make LIke..one of them the real deal, and have it blow something up remotely. Meanwhile, we party on somewhere else. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/41 Posted Author Back Fri Mar 28 Number Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I swear, I can't leave this place for a second, can I? I go off to a tech conference to brush up on the latest trends in the hacking business, and I come back to find one base swarming with rabid metools, and the other a smoking black crater. ANYWAY, as I am back, I shall be devoting time to unraveLIng this metool conudrum, in addition to my other considerable duties. I'd say I was GLad to be back... but I would be lying. Number Man OUT! $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/42 Posted Author Proposal for the Fortress Fri Mar 28 Dynamo Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Dynamo Man here. Regarding the Mettool Infestation, I've been doing some work and I think I have the first step to our solution of force. Of course, those of you who favor the more subtle method of researching the corruption and cutting it out in cyberspace, by all means do not stop your efforts." "This task will be two-pronged. First ..." He grins, and holds up a pair of small green orbs, each with a sinGLe eye and a LIghtning rod upon one end. They point towards each other, a beam of electricity between them. "I've taken measures to harvest a number of my LIghtning Barrier drones from our factory in Africa, those who have not been affected by the corruption. Placed around the entrances to the teleporter room, they will serve as portable walls, enough to hold the Mets at bay while we muster our forces for a more sustained and systematic wiping of the Fortress, and the reclamation of our Devils and other vehicles." Schematics of the floor are shown, as well as placement points. "I will set them, but I will need volunteers to cover me for a short time while I do." He sets the drones down. "Second, to prevent the Mets from mustering their own forces from the upper floors, I will need volunteers to raise the turboLIft to level F1 and then jam it in place. Supplementing this blockage with a few of my drones would not be a bad idea." "Of course, this is with the approval of those from higher tiers than myself - Father Wily, our ELItes, I ask permission to organize this strike." He salutes. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/43 Posted Author My Absence Fri Mar 28 Pharaoh Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *Pharaoh Man appears. Behind him is a torch LIt chamber, possibly underground, with large blocks of sandstone making up the walls. Faded paintings cover them.* " Greetings, brethren. Upon the Metool Revolt, I was caught within the bowels of the Fortress with a few of my personal drone units, and have since been working me way slowly out. Unfortunaltly, the areas of use to us were too heavily guarded to risk taking back or making action agianst. Upon arriving at my personal home, I began immidiate diagnostics of all drones, metool units or not, to check for defections. Thankfully, none were found. " *The Pharaoh narrows his optics, and begins to speak much more darkly.* " Amun-Wily. Force Commander. You shall find in an attachment requiring your security level authorization to open a strategy plan for an attack on Sydney, using a method of 'Scorched Earth' warfare. You should find it...rather effective. Pharaoh Man out. " *Ra dissapears, Spinny Returns* OOC: Wily, Bass, the attachment is essentially what I said it was. If you'd LIke a detailed version, just poke me, and I will @mail it. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/11 Posted Author Medical breakthrough Fri Mar 28 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Camera focuses on a young female reporter with blond hair wearing a pink business suit. "This is Prairie Dusk, reporting from San Angeles. EarLIer today, reploid medical supply company Arcanum-Corp announced that it has found a method to repair and restore damaged neural-nets. While their spokeman says that their newly developed technology is not a miracle cure, it does hold a lot of promise for reploids with these kind of injuries that were previously beyond medical help. More news on this as it develops. Back to you in the studios!" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Do you hear that?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Hmmm?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Apparently not." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "That's because you're deaf to the Gospel, LIttle Reploid." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "I know Pharaoh Man hears the Gospel." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Hmmm. What is this 'Gospel', if not the music genre?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "I know the people of Africa hear the Gospel." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Tell me, Crash Man... I didn't think you the type to get reLIgious... Why the sudden change?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Word up." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Oh, yes, the 'Gospel'. So many reploids fall deaf to its message." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "You should 'educate' them, Crash Man, hmmm?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Why, my congregation, we have a skeptic in our midst." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Skeptic, raise up from your sinning commonaLIty and give us your gentile-given name." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Whoa, Crash. Where did that come from? I've only known you to kill." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "I think you have more than just one skeptic to deal with, Crash Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Where did what come from, gentile?" $$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: IC News Title: Pirated Transmission ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (It's the latest epsoide of International Idol! And it looks LIke they're about to choose you will make to the sini-finals... But then static comes up. Pity.) (W Spinny... untracable tranmission. Oh look. There's Clown. And he looks solemn...) It's been years in the making... but soon the sequel no one wanted... April's Fools Massacre II: Prank Harder... Kill Harder. But I know what you're thinking nice LIttle UNers... 'We got the UN HQ seal up tight enough that I can't even get closer to it these days without you guys shooting me o the spot' ...And you would be right... IF I was UNHQ bound... (Clown shakes a finger childinGLy at the camera) Nope, nope, nope... But maybe I have another target in mind... espically when it's busy... LIke the Taj Mahal... or maybe the Statue of LIberty or maybe the CN Tower... ...Or maybe I'll do a strike at the White House... or maybe the Sydney Opera House.... it certainly *needs* to go... or maybe the House of Commons in Ottawa... Or maybe I'll destroy the 2nd Twin Towers... who knows? Maybe you should guard all those places... And others... LIke the Empire State Building... just in case you know. But *don't* have to *LIsten* to me... After all, I was a mere *children's show host*. But know this... April's Fools is coming... and I intend on a seven-course meal of DEATH AND DESTRUCTION. And you won't know when I strike until I do... after all, I did caught you all off-guard... and I toys wilLIng to do what amounts to a suicide strike so... I really don't have to be THERE, you know. So with that, I bid you all good night and return you to the program already in progress... And Remember two things: One: The only safe place is your home... and THAT is not even a Guarantee... And TWO: (Clown GRINS) I'll see you in your NIGHTMARES. Pleasant Dreams, folks. (Clown laughs insanely) (BLIp. You get a special "Sleep And I Will Get You"/Evil GLowing Clown Man Spinny. Hotcha.) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "What is this, some offshoot of the cult of the Flaming Head?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man laughs, "Why, you amusing LIttle sinner." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar laughs a bit. "What do you plan on doing to correct that, hmm?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Activate your audials, philLIstine! Tune in and log on to the Gospel of the Great and Wise Doctor Wily!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "He can heal you!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar audibly facepalms. "LIke I thought. If you'll excuse me I have business to attend to." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Why should I bother saying anything, Crash Man? You'll go on your evangeLIcal insanity regardless." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Magnet Man transmits, "Go Clown. Do your best when the time comes." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Can Prismatic Spider be healed, Crash?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO?! Tengu Man transmits, "Eh?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "For only in Wily can we trust. He has given us the Gospel, the Way to LIve. Through He, we have purpose. Through He, we are risen up beyond our common and drear peers! Wily has blessed me with greatness, you one-byte wonder. Through the POWER of FLIght Type, I can bring the Gospel to the deaf and dumb masses. To the disbeLIevers, I bring a righteous ass-whuppin'." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Conversion by the sword, is it? How cLIche." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "A righteous ass-whuppin'! Spread the word, spread the word my man, spread the -word-!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "That depends Daryn... on how much Krazy GLue The Freakers have in stock..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Come now, Crash Man. You've hardly spouted anything but generic cultist drivel. You'll need to do a lot better than that." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "I sense a disbeLIever." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "I wonder where he could be." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Hahaha." [Radio: (E) Theta] Tengu Man transmits, "Niiiiice, Clown." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "This one is not just deaf, dear congregation, but bLInd!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "He does not see the REVOLUTION on the horizon." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Sounds LIke someone needs a LIttle faith heaLIng." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "See this is why church and state separation was such an innovation." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "A pity that reLIgious evangeLIsts don't have to abide by debating technique. BeLIttLIng my abiLIties does nothing, for I still speak, showing your chicanery for what it is... And your 'revolution', as it is, has encountered some setbacks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Sounds LIke this one is not just bLInd and deaf, but dumb too!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "But what happens when the church is the state?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Such pathetic creatures, their lack of enLIghtenment keeps them from seeing the inevitably bigger picture." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/13 Posted Author RepLIforce Press Release Fri Mar 28 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Late this evening, after the pirated transmission by the Robot Master Clown Man, SecDef Officers alerted the media to their lockdowns of the cities of London, Sydney, and Cairo in a state of heightened security. A perimeter of the cities was clearly estabLIshed, and security checkpoints were enforced at all entrances, including harbors and teleporters. While this has slowed traffic into and out of the cities, Sector Defense has promised that while thorough in checking persons and cargo coming and going, they will be speedy in doing so. Reports have been made of a 50 Percent increase in patrols of each city by SecDef Troopers. While no personnel were available for comment, it is suspected this course of action was inevitable, as retaLIation for the attack on Mt.Skullamanjaro by the Fortress III can easily be expected from the Robot Masters. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "How is it that you've come to wander about in the dark, unable to hear the Truth? Grope fooLIshly at anything you can get your filth-caked digits on, eh? You low-key, oozing sore of stupidity. You stray and TrolLIsh post on alt-dot-LIfe. How is it that you continue to function, so ignorant of anything past your own nose?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Because anything can be a church. There's no such thing as a /wrong/ reLIgion - just a different one." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "You can't say that with certainty." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "And before you start screaming to high heaven, I know what you're going to say and I've heard it before." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "You assume that all faiths squash the practice of others." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "My, we've got a regular genius LIstening in here, psychic too." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "There is no faith but the faith in Doctor Wily, polytheist." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "OOC That was meant to be Pharaoh x.x;" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Your Truth is not my Truth. You are as bLInd, deaf, and dumb as you claim I am. You are bound by your code, Crash Man. You are indeed bLInd and deaf, for your creation prevents you from seeing anythign but the Doctor wants you to see... I almost pity you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "It's not Amun-Wily's fault that his faith is superior to all others." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "If he's omnipotent, it is." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "It's extremely difficult for one to tolerate another, Pharaoh. And Crash, if his was the only faith, why did I resist it?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Ignorance is so rampant..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, ".. Oh I know." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Pharoah Man, don't you have anything better to do? LIke decorate your sarcophagus or make proclamations from on high where we don't have to LIsten to you?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Because he /made/ me resist him." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Such lame blasphemy, skeptic! To resist the Divine Will of Doctor Wily is to resist all common sense software! Your fate, as it has been ordained, is to be spread across a milLIon peer-to-peer programs in a partially-downloaded state that transfers at only an seventh of a kilobyte!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Am I supposed to be afraid of that, Crash?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Sh**, I know I'd be." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "So now Crash Man is a psychic too... I'm afraid that you will find that difficult to enforce." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Not at all, skeptic!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "Hrm? What's this?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "I'm going to save Prismatic Spider to my 'Anime Stuff' folder!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar fails to stifle a snicker. [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "For with the might of FLIght Type, I have been empowered! From your head, I shall pluck your cranial circuits and plug them into the parallel port of a system that runs on DOS." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "HALLELUJAH!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "DOS you say?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "DOS what?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Electronic Catechism... Binary Sacrements of a corrupted Electronic God. Your threats are as meaninGLess as mist, as hollow as your head. Stronger than you have made such claims, yet I still LIve." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Without service to Doctor Wily, here is no LIfe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Only because you were programmed to beLIeve so." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "OOC: *There" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "C://DOS. C://DOS/RUN. C://DOS/RUN." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Programmed? Hahaha. EnLIghtened." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "I've heard similar prattle from Mavericks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Signas transmits, "While I'm sure that your new toy is very impressive, Robot Master, your delusions of grandeur are entirely inappropriate. Perhaps you can find a playground of African schoolchildren to show off to. That audience would better appreciate your latest form of compensation." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "Hey don't start on the Mavericks now, Prismatic." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man transmits, "Oh yes, skeptic. Do not start on the Mavericks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Signas transmits, "I beLIeve you screwed up the punchLIne, Maverick." [Radio: (D) GLobal] FLIght Type. Crash Man snickers, "Because, you know, they're the joke faith." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "Oh I don't care..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man transmits, "Crash? Remember Dad's orders..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Red Leader! Crash Man transmits, "Hey, it's not my fault they beLIeve in something that stupid." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "So if you're so powerful, Crash, /do/ it. Anyone can threaten." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sigma transmits, "Check." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Then you weren't LIstening." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Ask Crash what happens to 'nonbeLIevers' and you'll know what I'm speaking of." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Are you sure you want to be quoting the mass murderer, Spider Dude?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy, thoughtful: "In ways, this is less repugnant than the way many other world reLIgions have comported themselves." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Why, if it isn't Skinny McGee." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Hello Skinnyboy." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Shakespeare, Daryn. Which mass murderer?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "The character who says that was Macbeth." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Your point, Daryn?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "Evening, reverend." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Macbeth was a mass murderer?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Are you stupid or somethin', Cougar?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Daryn... Your illogic eludes me." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I'm just waiting for you to explain why quoting a mass murderer makes you just as evil." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "What's on your schedule tomorrow, pale boy? Why, I wish to pay you a visit. One that'll prove most enLIghtening." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "How the hell is it illogic? Jesus Christ, Macbeth says the LIne you quoted, Macbeth was a mass murderer." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "SO YOU ARE QUOTING A MASS MURDERER" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "So he quoted a mass murderer. Big deal." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Jesus Christ was a myth." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Doctor Wily is the Truth." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "Amen, my brotha!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I know that voice. Clown Man? What was your hangtime?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Beetle transmits, "BEER AND BIG FISH BAR-B-Q IN RIO! EVERYONE'S INVITED!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "I could do without your enLIghtenment, Robot Master." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "Hm, quoting things from the bible and defying it in rapid sucession. Interesting," [Radio: (D) GLobal] Metal Shark transmits, "*cLIck*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "At least I'm quoting someone fictional." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...3.78 Minutes." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Well, Prismatic Spider, Stupid Cougar, appears to me to be a rather happy, cheery guy who beLIeves in fairly standard views of moraLIty and thusly isn't going to use the words of a mass killer to prove his point. Or so I would imagine, at least." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Macbeth wasn't fictional, real dude, though it was a fictional portrayal, yeah." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You know, pale boy, someone once told me that before." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Unless you watch Gargoyles." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Nice." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Denied the vaLIdity of the Gospel, he did." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I will defy it to my dying day, Crash Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "MilLIons of people deny your 'enLIghtenment', Crash Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "MilLIons of a BORING and faceless commonaLIty! To deny the Truth is to render yourself useless." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Useless to Wily." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "Whoever said I denied what you had to say?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Very smart, LIttle Reploid." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Your zealotry is amusing, Crash Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "All LIfe is useless if it does not serve Doctor Wily." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "... Must I repeat myself?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "The ignorance of the Reploids aside, pale boy, let me tell you a story." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Once, there was one who denied the truth!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "My how vague." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy transmits, "Hush, boy. ReLIgion can't survive in the absence of vaguery." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Really now ... alright." [Radio: (E) Theta] Tengu Man transmits, "...ahahahahahHA!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "His words were LIke rotting elephant dung, messy and without cohesion! His thoughts were LIke Windows Millenium Edition, prone to crashing!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "For a while, he walked and capered about greatly ignorant of his potential and himself." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "And he even kowtowed to the sculpted feet of mere paltry idols! How ridiculous." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Destined, was he, to be part of the sinning commonaLIty. To be just another serial number! Just another fragment of data to be sorted and resorted every time Defragment was run." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "But hey, the story doesn't end with this lone gigabyte." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "And do you know why?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Tell us Crash, was he born to was hell?!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "No. Do tell." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy, mildly: "Your narrative structure is getting strained. But continue." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Beetle blows a raspberry. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "...Clown Man... ...You terrify me sometimes..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "For I saw, with mine own optical sensors, a miracle. Oh hoLIest of hoLIes, did I ever see such a sight! With His own two hands, the Great Doctor Wily grabbed this stranger by the lapels. The strength exerted by His sinewy and fantastic LImbs was immeasureable." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Doctor Wily, with His full LIps, had spoken the Truth into this stranger's audial and that stranger stood up!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "The stranger became neither strange nor an unmarked diskette." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "That stranger became Pharaoh Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Truth! Truth!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Stellar Jay transmits, "Interesting." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "This 'reLIgion' is more similar to an insidious rootkit, using simple weak cracking to snare those who can easily fall under it's influence, turning them into puppets under the control of the puppetmaster... Doctor Wily." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Signas transmits, "Good story gramps. Could have used a vampire though." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Why, because you suck?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Yes, entertaining." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Beetle cackles uncontrollably. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Hmm. Was Wood Man created the same way?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "No. He was created from a bunch of popsicle sticks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "That explains why he did such a /terrible/ job." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Alpha transmits, "Wily did not do a terrible job on Wood Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Not Wily, well not as I was saying. Wood Man did a terrible job." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Signas transmits, "Let us not poke fun at the less fortunate. As we have seen in Elec Man, even one of the mad doctor's creation is capable of seeing the truth." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Elec Man has fallen. Those who cavort with him shall reaLIze their folly." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "What in the...Crash Man..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "You DARE suggest I was ever anything but a beLIever in Amun-Wily and his ways!?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Stellar Jay snerks. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "It's alright, Pharaoh Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar LAUGHS. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "I shall /rend/ you LImb from LImb for such heresy!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Do I not Welcome your head against my gemmed breast LIke a brother?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "I am the founder and leader of the conventional FAITH!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man growls. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Abernathy, dryly: "Or a cheap whore." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Yeah, he is pretty cheap." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Magnet Man snickers. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "What camaraderie." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits a grinding noise, no doubt his teeth. " You ignorant drunk...there will be reckoning for this, Crash Man, mark my words! A painful reckoning! [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shield transmits, "Most reckonings are." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "The only reckoning shall be for skeptics." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Magnet Man transmits, "Settle down Pharaoh, settle down." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Reckon us, then." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Come now, Pharoah Man, are you going to let your dear brother talk about you LIke that in front of everyone? What would Amun-Wily think?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I reckon I have. You sound LIke the Reploid I disintegrated with my cosmic dropkick." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Alpha transmits, "I LIked..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Magnet Man transmits, "Well I reckon that your all idiots. That's what I reckon." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Alpha transmits, "The story..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Yet I LIve, Crash." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "No you don't. A LIfe without Wily is not a LIfe at all." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Shutup you pathetic arachnid excuse for a technician. I shall use you for a refuelLIng drone when Amun-Wily has taken the world that is rightfully his. The Pharaoh shall extract retribution for Crash Man's insult and trespass on /his own terms/. Not the goading of a lesser being such as you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon mimics Strong Bad, "A One that is not cold is scarcely a One at all." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I survived Wood Man, I survived Elec Man, I survived Sword Man, I survived you. I am a survivor." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon o/` Oh I! I will survive! [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You're an idiot." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Whoever's doing that, thank you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Search Man's right head belatedly attempts to get in on it. "The cat's almost used up his nine LIves." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon mimics a suave guy, "No, thank *you*." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Idiot or genius I still speak, I still walk." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, ".... I take that back." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "That doesn't matter." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "For you have a name that I cannot remember." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider chuckles. "My, my, Pharoah Man, it appears that I've insulted you. Too bad! You'll simply have to get in LIne. I'll enjoy watching your ego fester. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You have already joined the commonaLIty." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Enjoy your LIfe of mediocrity.. as long as it lasts before the revolution comes to your doorstep." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "You reaLIze that's your Wily's doing, right Crash? Me joining this 'commonaLIty'?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Daryn transmits, "Don't worry Pharaoh Dude. With a mallet, you can easily defeat the evil spider boss." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Of course. Doctor Wily has a plan for us all." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Don't think you won't get yours, Prismatic Spider. I am a very patient person. More then wilLIng to wait an extensive length of time before letting the proverbial 'other shoe' drop." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "You're all way too full of yourselves." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Every last one of you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Beetle transmits, "Metal Shark loves you, Spin! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Aren't you the person who hit on me, or something?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar goes silent. "I ... survived that too." yet there is an undertone of doubt. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Are we?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Tell me, common Reploid." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Did your creators survive?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Stellar Jay murmurs something about a low blow. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Will you be explaining why that matters after I answer?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Of course." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "How long do you have, Pharoah? And when you try to drop the other shoe, how do you know you will not find a nail waiting for you?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Then I'll answer. No, all of them were killed." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Pharaoh Man sarcasticly repLIes, " Oh, how dreadfully clever. " [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man mocks, "Aww. Couldn't use your powers to save them?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Not a good day to be in the megacorp business. Nosiree." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar repLIes flatly, "No, Crash. I had none at the time. I was just a part of the family that created me. I was no savior, no warrior then." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "So what are you now? An expensive toy with batteries not included?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "He is no more then you are, Crash Man. A machine with the mind LIke that of a man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "If you want to see it that way, I'll not stop you - but consider this. If Wood Man didn't do what he did, then I would LIkely still be with them. Just another Joe Average." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "He is quite less than I, the miraculous Herald powered by FLIght Type." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Strip away the titles. Strip away the weapons and posturing. Underneath the armor and the hate, we are all the same." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Instead I am a soldier." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Ahahaha, the call of the common folk." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "We are all quite not the same." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "You, sir, are insane." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Oh! TUMOR CHICK!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "That's who you are!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Get with the program, miss. Everyone knows that by now." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Hi Tumor Chick!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "A mechanoid without a LIving creator is barely worth mentioning. Throw down the ties of the past, common Reploid, and accept Doctor Wily as your sole creator." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Hardly." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Ricochet transmits, "And what happens when he dies of old age?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "He will never die of old age." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Ricochet transmits, "How do you figure?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Doctor Wily is an old man. His time is running out. Your beLIef that he is immortal will be your downfall." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I won't dignify that with a reply." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "He is the God-King. God does not die, /duh/." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "I can feel my IQ dropping each time he opens his mouth..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "How old is Dr. Wily, you think, Stupid Cougar?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "It's because of the Tumors!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "We take up the tools of our trade, and we create anew. It is recusive in a way, we achieve our own true immortaLIty... Something you and your alLIes lack. You are stagnant and static." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I wasn't speaking to you, Daryn. I was telLIng Crash he spouts hot air." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "That's not a low blow... whoever muttered that." "Yeah, this is a low blow..." *ancient transmission* Tonight, tragedy unfolds on the Eildath Estates as suspected murderers Crash Man, Flame Man, Wood Man among others have killed the residents of the Estate... Currently the only noted survivor is Michael Eildath... more as this story develops... *ancient transmission ends* "Now, that's a low blow." "Verily." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Dude, when you talk on Broadband, you speak to the whole world." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Well of course I do. How else will I cool the heat from my processors?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "It's feasible that Wily could extend his LIfe with cyborg operations, but eventually he will either lose mental coherence or simply degenerate beyond the state of any real meaningful identity." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Talk to, not answer." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "LIke Doctor Landon DeVry?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Alpha transmits, "...." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Which might explain his unholy alLIance with DeVry." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Magnet Man transmits, "Please, do not associate the great Wily with normal humans, his mind is superior to anything they can muster." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "But luckily for him, Wily seems to have outLIved Landon." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Not true..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Well, you're pretty stupid and ignorant if you don't expect repLIes. Use private tightbeam, loser." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Doctor Wily has scarely LIved a century, but if I'm deducing correctly, our dearly departed Doctor Devry has LIved nearly three. Of course, I could be reading the records wrong and his great grandfather of the same name is the one I've found files on..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Oh, and to answer your question, I don't care if he's 80, 800, or 8. He's a mass murderer in my book." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "That's not answering my question" [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "What is the question?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "That's being stupid and emotional and ideaLIstic rather than, LIke, actually using logic." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "I asked him if he even knew how old Wily was." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I don't know how old he is." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "But as you already know, it doesn't matter to me what the answer is." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Logicly, he's less then 90 years old, but older then 50. I'd assume somewhere from mid-70's to mid-80's." [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "Well, now we just need someone to start ranting about their pet philosophy, and someone else to begin making extremely LIteraLIstic repLIes to various questions, and we will have gotten GLobal Broadband Discussion bingo." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "I can't get more accurate then that without guesswork." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "And I don't care." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Then don't bring up old age, goober. Unless you expect the war to last that long. He's in his mid to late 50s. Idiots." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "I didn't bring it up." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "GAH! Popups!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Yes yo...Oh, you're right, Tumor Chick, sh*t, crazy broadband." [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "May I ask why we are so vigorously discussing how old Wily is, and why we do not care?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "Accursed AOL! 12.0! Tch! Twelve-point-THIS!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Retro Packrat snickers at the press release. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "... You're using AOL?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn in German, "Hey, you taking care of Zero or not. You're not gonna just let him walk off diseased are ya?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "My normal Provider is down for repairs." [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "Argentina Orbital LInkup? WHat is so bad of it?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Magnet Man LAUGHS. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider shudders audiably. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Spin Cougar transmits, "Argh. AOL." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Wow, I haven't seen moves from I-Learned-This-From-Watching-Street-Fighter-Games-Fu LIke that in a long time." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Retro Packrat transmits, "I want one of those mallets. If only for novelty." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Deceptor Raccoon transmits, "I have one of those." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/14 Posted Author Maverick Hunter Press Release Fri Mar 28 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Another pirate transmission, consisting of a fuzzy, silent home video. A skunk reploid recognizable to some as Ether Skunk is industriously assaulting one of those inflatable punch-dolls that bob back upright after they get smacked down, this one decorated to look LIke a clown. For the first part of the 20-second transmission, she's pounding on the inflatable with her fists in the ancient fighting art of I-Learned-This-From-Watching-Street-Fighter-Games-Fu, eventually moving on to Baseball-Bat-Kwon-Do and the deadly art of Karate-Oversized-Mallet... they actually make those things? The skunk finishes by hopping on the thing before it can pop back up and repeatedly stomping on it, at least until she sLIps up and falls on her butt, shouting an expletive that's muted with the rest of the transmission. It's a LIttle graceless, but the message is fairly clear. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] LIese Schreiner transmits, "I don't know. There are good people in Argentina." London - Business District Unfolding in all directions is the massive Business District of London. Corporate skyscrapers tower off the ground and a multitude of mega-hotels, specifically for those on business trips from other cities are all located here. The buildings in this district are unbeLIevably larger, as if each one is struggLIng to outdo the latter, stretching further into the atmosphere to touch Heaven itself. Beneath the omni-level highways and streets is the lower business district where less staggerinGLy huge buildings are located, where super stores and some malls can be found. Contents: Contents: Sideshow [RM] The Bannock Building North : Teleportation Area--London East : London - Northern Residential South : London - Western Residential $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/40 Posted Author Clown Man Sat Mar 29 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bass appears. He's sitting with the Earth to his back, somewhere in the observatory in WilySpace. He looks back to full strength, freshly detailed, energy gems pulsing vaguely red. "Clown Man." A pause. He picks up a datapad from offscreen, looks it over, then puts it down. "You mentioned Sydney. Now Sydney is on high alert. Thank you for compromising our planned assault beyond all repair. New plans will have to be formed to counter your vast idiocy." "Clown Man is now eLIgible for a severe beating by any Robot Master rank 0 or above. Anyone who wishes to earn my favorable attention could do so by impressing me with your brutaLIty." "Thank you for using AT&T." He gestures dismissively at the camera. The feed stops. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/41 Posted Author OOC: Heads Up Sat Mar 29 Sword Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Just as a quick heads up, my sibs are coming in today and staying the weekend, so I'm probably going to be a bit scarce until maybe Monday or Tuesday. Just in case you start to, ya know, wonder. :P $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/42 Posted Author PoLIcy Statement Sat Mar 29 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bass appears, sitting at a console in WilySpace. His poncho hood is down, his expression one of grim amusement. Time, it seems, for another address. "Tengu Man continued to try to have a warm, fuzzy relationship with KaLInka Cossack. Tengu Man was warned not to do so. Now, Tengu Man is flying at some high-Mach speed through the empty, cold depths of space from Eurasia to the Moon so he has some time to think about how much of a damned reject he is before Dr. Wily gets his hands on him." Bass leans in closer to the camera. "The Old Man told you to stay away from the Russian and his vapid spawn. Apparently that's not good enough for you. From here on out, any of you rejects who get the bright idea to try to date KaLInka Cossack -- or /any other person/ -- is eLIgible for an immediate gangbeating from any Robot Master, ally or contractor." Bass sits back, hitting the `end' button. "Dumbasses." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/43 Posted Author Yay Sat Mar 29 Daryn ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *Daryn appears* "Yay! Beatings!" *Daryn vanishes* $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/44 Posted Author OOC: Finhead Report Sun Mar 30 Bass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We totally pimp-slapped the other factions in IC/A this week. Good work. I'm GLad that most of you are getting out there and RPing, and I encourage you to keep it up. However, there still are some problems. Some of you are continuing to not make time. I reaLIze that we're getting near the end of the school year, and final projects are starting to come due. If that's the case, you should talk to Uranus about it so staff becomes aware of your reasons for missing time before it happens. It reduces everyone's stress and allows you to focus on what you need to do. Also, our OOC/idle time is starting to sLIp upwards. Let's work on trying to bring it below 200 next week. -- Finhead $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shark Man transmits, "So, you dudes get the balloons yet?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, get the balloons you slapnuts." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Zeta CO Knight Man transmits, "Argh, Mine foe hath fallen, doth any of you needest mine assistance?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Guts Man transmits, "No." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Dr. Wily transmits, "Report. Do we have the suppLIes?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shark Man transmits, "I'm, LIke, heading for them. Noone's tring to stop me, so, I should, LIke, have them soon." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Centaur Man transmits, "I just need to take care of-electricty sounds, adn then static cuts off the transmission." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Zeta CO Knight Man transmits, " I willst get the suppLIes aboard safely." WilySpace - Command Center This was the brain of the Maverick lunar base. It has since been lobotomized. Shot up, beat up and left for dead, the Robot Masters have put together just enough of the command center to keep this faciLIty vaguely operational. The computer systems that LIned the walls have been primarily left for dead, though a few have been wired back up for the purposes of downloading movies and music illegally, or hosting multiplayer video games. The eastern wall has been mostly mended, allowing for the holographic screen that drenched it to return; rather than showing the surface, it is typically a multi-input device allowing for the Robot Masters to watch TV or play the latest UberFamicom game. The consoles in front of it have been made to easily accomodate this purpose, having been stripped down and simpLIfied for the use of the regulars. The center of the room has a raised circular platform, upon which is a ring of consoles that act as the main controls for the base. These have been mostly left alone, and are LIned with `Do Not Touch' signs for emphasis. The throne that was placed there is also still intact, though it has been reapolstered and tagged with the Wily sigil. Contents: Contents: Bass [Bass] [RM] Guts Man [Normal] [RM] Down : WilySpace - Parts Room South : WilySpace - Lab North : WilySpace - Control Room West : WilySpace - Central Corridor Bass is crashed out in a recLIner, eating popcorn out of his helmet. Some news conference is on in the background: Data Raccoon, King Dragon and Admiral are present for some reason. How odd. Bass seems grimly amused by the spectacle. Guts Man is drinking coffee. Tori has connected. Tori has left. Clown Man peeks into the Command Center and looks around before trying to tiptoe across the floor towards the Southern Exit... (I'm not here... I'm a mere figment of your imagination...)oo. Bass keeps watching TV. Maybe he doesn't notice the Clown. Clown Man doesn't wonder why Bass nor Guts after attacking just yet... he is merely thankful as he scurries off to the lab to get repaired. WilySpace - Medical It's a medical bay. They all look the same. After all, all the repair chambers do. Banks of repair chambers are off to the southern end of the room, as well as `working' slabs that can accomodate up to twelve victims at once. Some repair drones of Wily make are present, and for a stripped-down faciLIty the medical equipment is fairly well repaired and decently stocked. Contents: Contents: Repair Chamber North : WilySpace - Lab Sideshow> Clown Man drops you. Sideshow has arrived. You drop Sideshow. Sideshow stops following you. Sideshow> Clown Man has left. 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: 48% Type 'Done' to end heaLIng process. Sideshow> New York - Eastern Downtown Sideshow> Western Downtown easily merges into the eastern half of Downtown New York. The buildings continue to stretch into the sky as hovercars and other vehicles whizz past on many different highway levels. You can actually see the ground below in this portion of the city, though why you'd want to, who knows? The ground underneath all the bustle is poor and run-down, obviously where the vagrants, the destitute and the dangerous LIve, preying on anyone fooLIsh enough to come into their realm. Up above is a world of grand walkways and highways with a lot of open and pubLIc atriums where wildLIfe and plants flourish, nourished by the sun's energy as well as those who take care of them. There are too many ausitoriums or pubLIc forums to count, and all walks of LIfe, from reploid to human can be seen all over the city. Sideshow> Spin Cougar [Armored] [RF] Ring Redwing [Normal] [RF] Varia Beetle [Voltage] [MH] Silo [Armor] [RF] Jet Stingray [RF] Justice Jaguar [MH] Comet [Armored] [RF] Sting Chameleon [Sting_chameleon] [M] Knight Man [Armored] [RM] Shark Man [Armour] [RM] Centaur Man [Neutral] [RM] Wilymachine [RM] Skull Shuttle [RM] Pyro Squirrel's Fireworks Store Zero's Studio Apartment Sideshow> South leads to New York - Harbor. Southwest leads to New York - Southern Downtown. Northwest leads to New York - Wall Street. Southeast leads to New York - RepLIforce Island. Bridge leads to New York - Manhattan Island. West leads to New York - Western Downtown. Sideshow> Silo sends a radio transmission to Dr. Wily. Sideshow> Wilymachine leans forwards, wiggLIng still and runs right into a spinning staff. the thing smacks it right in the chest, and the Mecha bowls over backwards, legs kicking. RolLIng to it's feet, it shakes a fist at Spin, Wily sneering in the cockpit. "You and that staff! Ruining my fun!" The Mecha hops from foot to foot, capering in imitation of it's pilot. It stops abruptly, and adopts a calmer pose, hands clasped behind it's back as if considering something. "What shall we do with you? Hmm? What do yout hink?" Sideshow> Silo receives a radio transmission. Sideshow> Varia Beetle is left frozen in terror, still psoed as if waiting for the Centaur Flash to strike her down. However, the maLIcious intent of Centaur Man leaves Varia battered and broken. She drops to the ground LImply, her face mashed in by the ruthless Robot Master... The central horn having pierced through her left optic, leaving a wide, vacantly staring hole. Sparks jump from the injury deep within her cranium. She slumps, unmoving. Sideshow> The small Silo is now running in the general direction of the Mecha-Wily, both arms up in the air, and yelLIng a war cry... This doesn't exactly seem too much LIke Silo. That chibification must've got to his neural net and temporarily corrupted it. "WAI!!!" Sideshow> Though the Jaguar is unable to see Sting, the Chameleon is in a much better position. He can see thorugh his own holographic tricks. Reaching for his side arm, he snerks at Justice. Then, he speaks, "So sorry. You are a LIttle too strong for me not to reach into my bag of tricks. A strong opponent, yes. A smart and cunning one, no." As the words ring out, the haze ampLIfies them from all direction, not giving the Jag clues as to where he is. He fires into the mist. Sideshow> Sting Chameleon strikes Justice Jaguar with his Chameleon Sting attack. Sideshow> Knight Man suddenly shakes his head roughly, "What hast happened?" He asks quietly, before shaking his head again, then starts back at loading up the shuttle. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Zeta CO Knight Man transmits, " Most of the SuppLIes hath been recovered and loaded up." Sideshow> "And thus, victory is mine." He says quietly after a short inspection of Varia's fallen form. His Xyston back in his hands, he moves to gather the fallen suppLIes to bring them to the shuttle, although with the damage infLIcted by Varia he isn't able to load as much on his back. Instead of walking this time though he bLInks his way to shorten the trips and make it almost impossible to attack him. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Dr. Wily transmits, "Excellent. All Masters get to the shuttle. We're leaving." Sideshow> Justice Jaguar gets blasted by the shots which come through the fog, and thankfully, knock him out of the fog. He growls a bit, and presses a button on the stick, pulLIng back and chucking it at Sting, through the fog. Sideshow> Justice Jaguar misses Sting Chameleon with his Riot Prod attack. Sideshow> Spin Cougar looks down at his legs as the Wilymachine leaps off. They are flattened, sparking, spilLIng fluids. His optics widen in abject horror as he slowly looks up at the Mecha, watching it caper. He musters the courage to take one more shot at it with his working blaster, but in the back of his mind, he knows that if there's an afterLIfe, Void will have a visitor in short order. He does not cry or whimper, just grunts with the shot. Sideshow> From a rooftop of a nearby building, a lone robomonkey, armed with a videocamera... proceeds to tape the proceeding for his injured Teammate... Oh hum. Sideshow> Sting Chameleon receives a radio transmission from Dr. Wily. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Wasss the misssion sssussccesssful, Massster?" Sideshow> Spin Cougar misses Wilymachine with his Plasma Blaster attack. Sideshow> Shark Man looks at Knight as the timestopper wears off. "Well dude, I think Centaur flased us, or something." Then he drinks his margarita, letting Knight Man do the work. Sideshow> As per Wily's order, Centaur remains in the Skull Shuttle once bring all of the suppLIes that he managed to gather from the ground. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Dr. Wily transmits, "So it would seem." Sideshow> Centaur Man has left. Sideshow> Jet Stingray finally breaks out of the timstopper, landing with a groan. "What the heck..." he offers as he looks about. He sees a Chibi Silo... Scary. The important thins is the fact that Varia is hurt. A down femme in trouble. He would attack, but he figure someone else needs an aft kicking. "Alright, Wily Wimps! Stop right now or I'll kick your afts!" Jet is badly injuried... But the soul still burns. Sideshow> Centaur Man has arrived. Sideshow> Centaur Man takes Crash Man. Sideshow> Centaur Man has left. Sideshow> Centaur Man has arrived. Sideshow> Centaur Man retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Jet Stingray, Spin Cougar, Varia Beetle, Ring Redwing, Sting Chameleon, Comet, Silo, and Shark Man. Sideshow> Ring Redwing misses Centaur Man with her GLItter Rush attack. Sideshow> Centaur Man has left. Sideshow> Knight Man thumbs in the direction of the shuttle for Shark Man, "Maketh haste Brother Shark, thou needest get on board." Sideshow> Cut Man arrives from the New York - Southern Downtown. Sideshow> Cut Man has arrived. Sideshow> Wilymachine GLances around suddenly, as Wily peers at the battlefield. The battle is over as far as he is concerned, the suppLIes gathered. Barking an order into his radio, Wily blasts into the sky, evading Spin's shot in the process. "You were worthy opponents. Yes indeed. To bad nothing can stop the Robot Masters!" The Mecha swoops over the shuttle. "In the shuttle. We're leaving! WEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" With a roar of thrusters, the Mecha is gone. Sideshow> Wilymachine retreats from the area swiftly, leaving it open to pursuit or parting shots from Jet Stingray, Spin Cougar, Varia Beetle, Ring Redwing, Sting Chameleon, Cut Man, Justice Jaguar, Comet, Silo, and Shark Man. You can feel the repair chamber working on your injuries. Sideshow> Unfortunately as the Jaguar releases himself from the mist, the STinger is already on his way out the door! He turns his head to laugh, "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Sucker!!!" The cowardly Chameleon stings again! AHAHAHAHAHA! *coughcough* I mean, yeah. He leaps over a small pile of rubble and heads for the Skull Shuttle, "Ladies and Gentlebots, Sting has left the building!" Sideshow> Sting Chameleon retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Jet Stingray, Spin Cougar, Varia Beetle, Ring Redwing, Comet, and Shark Man. 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: 64% Type 'Done' to end heaLIng process. Sideshow> Ring Redwing scoops up her waist ring from where it's lying on the ground, somehow undamaged from the LImpet mine. Re-attaching it to her torso she runs over to the fallen Maverick Hunter and LIfts her up to a sitting position. Gauging Varia Beetle's weight, she grasps the beetle reploid under her arms and fLIes her out of there. Sideshow> Ring Redwing retreats from the area swiftly, outdistancing all pursuit and parting shots. Sideshow> Spin Cougar braces himself for the incoming attack, sure that it will rend his neural net and complete the job attempted so long ago. It never comes. Spin lays there, watching the Mecha flee. He should be doing something, LIke getting up, crawLIng to an ambulance, radioing for help, or trying to help Silo, but he does nothing. The shock of being left for dead is a nice LIttle wrench into his program. Sideshow> Varia Beetle feels herself rising up, Being LIfted into the sky. Carried on hands of LIght... " Sideshow> Dr. Wily has arrived. Sideshow> Wilymachine has left. Sideshow> Dr. Wily takes Wilymachine . Sideshow> Sting Chameleon has left. Sideshow> Dr. Wily takes Sting Chameleon. Sideshow> Centaur Man has arrived. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has left. Sideshow> Centaur Man takes Jet Stingray. Sideshow> Dr. Wily has left. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has arrived. Sideshow> Centaur Man drops Jet Stingray. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has left. Sideshow> Knight Man takes Jet Stingray. Sideshow> The LIttle Silo just continues to shout at the retreating Mecha-Wily, before giving up as it leaves. He looks around, confused, before slowly dancing over to Spin, acting very un-Silo LIke. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has arrived. Sideshow> Knight Man drops Jet Stingray. Sideshow> Spin Cougar stares, still apparently frozen in horror. Sideshow> Centaur Man has left. Sideshow> Varia Beetle feels herself rising up, Being LIfted into the sky. Carried on hands of LIght... "Who- Who's there?" Varia asks haltinGLy, groping out with her scuffed GLoves. "I can't see! What's going on?" She asks in a quiet, yet frightened voice. Sparks leap from the gaping holes in her face. Her features broken and distorted, her eyes destroyed. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has left. Sideshow> You take Jet Stingray. Sideshow> Jet Stingray has arrived. Sideshow> You drop Jet Stingray. Sideshow> Comet unfreezes from the timestopper. Which just...lets her resume smoldering and smoking. Neat. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||||||||||||| ] (42 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||||] (100 / 100) Status: Compromised Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bastion transmits, "You all think I'm crazy... I'm not the one who brought back people from the F***ken dead. I didn't bring back a murdering traitor who killed more RepLIforcers and Hunters than almost anyone else. I'm not the one who is that murderer... I took the shot, and I'll friggin' /finish/ the job when Double's impaled on top of BerLIn's spire. He /doesn't/ DESERVE another chance at LIfe." You can feel the repair chamber working on your injuries. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Where'd THAT come from?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Noooooo idea." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Back from the dead... Excuse if I'm wrong, but isn't DeVry... aka 'Mr. ImmortaLIty at Any Cost' is dead right? If so... WHO IS THE SAD FREAK OF NATURE WHO BROUGHT THSE GUYS BACK TO LIFE?!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Alpha transmits, "Perhaps, Bastion. I cannot judge him, however, I will have to trust your opinion until further evidence surfaces." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Who'sss back to LIfe?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I'm always back to LIfe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "You haven't died yet." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Yeah, I always come back to LIfe, too." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Well, technically, none of usss have died yet." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||||||||||||| ] (53 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||||] (100 / 100) Status: Nominal Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Exactly." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "That's the thing." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/12 Posted Author Strange Attacks Sun Mar 30 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -This is GNN- "Good evening. Our first story tonight is a wave of strange attacks and murders that have occurred in what has seemed to be over the course of a few evenings." "Reports of a series of Vampire Attacks that have been taking place over the last few evenings have been confirmed by the local poLIce departments of London, Moscow, St. Louis, and Disney-Miami. This strange pattern of attacks has taken place. The victims have been accounted as five at the current count. As of this moment, only one victim of these crimes has survived the brutal assault, a young civiLIan Reploid named Lady Lynx. She has issued a statement to the fact that that something dark came out of the shadows, sweeping her into a nearby alleyway, and then bit her neck, paralyzing her as it drained away her Mechfluid. She is in Critical Condition at the Moscow General Hospital, and is reported to be suffering from mental degradation due to loss of Mech-fluid. It is hoped she will recover, however." "The other victims have been three humans, one a known Pimp in London, and two others young women from St. Louis and Moscow, respectively, and all were sadly found dead. The other victim was a Disney-Miami Reploid who was killed in the assault by this unknown 'vampire' attacker." "For now, the poLIce have dubbed this to be the work of a serial killer, with several suspects in mind. Interpol has been petitioned by the authorities to make this a Federal Case, to hunt down and stop what is obviously a madman." "The only other reports that give any clues to the identity of this strange madman was a message scrawled in mechfluid at the scene of Lady Lynx's attack. The message reportedly read, 'I am back.'" "It is unknown if this has any connection to either a Maverick Reploid or the Robot Masters, such as the infamous Shade Man, who is reported to be one of the top suspects for this series of attacks. "And now, onto our top story this evening..." -bLIp- $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/45 Posted Author He's Baaa-aaaack Sun Mar 30 Shade Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -Wilyspinny!- -Suddenly... the old cheesy B-movie Organ 'Vampire Riff' cues!- "...Greetings, my Brothers... ...and Sisters, it seems." The horrible fanged smile of Shade Man fills the screen, the view panning back to reveal Shade Man's full gothic-youth appearing features, including his large, craggy nose. "Good Eeeeeevening..." ...Oh yeah. Shade so PLANS these for the most effect... "I am awakened, fellow Children of the Night... ...and now that I have... supped, I am feeLIng most refreshed. My Active Duty registry has been changed to show this... and I cannot wait to see you all again in person... ...especially our new sisters. Such lovely necks our Father can create." A sigh, "But, no supping from family, yes yes... ...anyway! To the Business! ...I am fully operational with new capabiLIties at my disposal, and will be available for any further... hijinx." "Let the Symphony of the Night... ...BEGIN!" -the screen goes black on the image of a cackLIng Shade Man- -Creepy guy, isn't he?- $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmmmmm... Blood and Death... ...and Ressurected Reploids. An excellent evening all around." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...Shade?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man transmits, "...Just as long as you don't snack on any of my toys again, I'll be more than happy to Welcome you back." SHOW: "Me too."" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Indeeeed, my brother... ...And how are you, Eldest? It has been some time... ...time in a dreamless, fitfull slumber filled with nightmares. Ahhh... Such a good rest." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Ahh, Jester. ...I hear you and Father are planning some... shenanigans. ...Sounds deLIcious." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "Huh, yeah, whatever. You really LIke doing that, don't you?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Doing what, Eldest Brother?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...Neeeeeeeever mind, I understand myself." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Hanging around the Massster on April firssst isss alwaysss fun." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "Oh, yeah...we're planning something this year, huh? Nice." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmm... Isn't it, my Serpentine Brother... ...I cannot wait for all the fun!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man transmits, "Yes, we are. I know Dad's plan is going to succeed... I mean Wily is LIke Hero Boy... He WILL Succeed! As for my plans... I'm going to start unfolding him... soon, very soon..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass growls. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...Wait a minute..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...Clown Man?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Excellent, Jester... Excellent. ...and ahh... Dark Knight... A pleasure to hear your Growl again. Are you well?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man transmits, "...Yes, Cutty?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Soundsss LIke he'sss in a bad mood. Nothing unusual about that." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "A" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "Oooh, I know why's Bass angry, guys...It's Clown, I think." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "A Lone Wolf almost always is in a bad mood... it is one of the more charming traits about such types." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "What'd you do, Clown?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "Tell them what you did, Clown Man." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Hmmm... ...a unique Riot forms in the middle of San-Angeles... ...consisting of Dead Reploids fighting LIving Ones. Most amusing." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man quietly eeps and mutters, "Well, I was planning on doing a Massacre and mentioned Sydney... not knowing, mind you... that Bass had a thing planned for Sydney... Now that the Freakers are protecting it until after April Fools... methinks the plan is Deep Sixed.... [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "NOT SINCE I PUT IT ON THE DATABASE FIFTY GOD DAMNED TIMES!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "IDIOT!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "Somebody kill him." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "And nooow...Oooh? I can?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Uhh... Don't you want to do that yourssself?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "Anybody. All of you. Kill him." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Bass transmits, "I'm *busy*. TV is on." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "Now that you mention it..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "As you wish. I shall drain the Jester of Mechfluid on our next encounter." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Wellll... I don't know where he isss." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "I have an idea." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Watching a reborn King Dragon try to devour Sigma is most... amusing." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "CLOWN MAN! WHERE ARE YOU!?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Theta CO Clown Man transmits, "...You know, you can reschedule it for later... It will help with your fuelLIne and pressure... at any rate, can you kill me later? I've stuff to do right now." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "And, of course... the Sweet French Pacifist and the Undead Raccoon having a hair-pulLIng contest is also MOST entertaining." Central Canada Stretching over hundreds and hundreds of kilometers, the bulk of Canada consists of (going west to east) Alberta, Saskatewan, Manitoba, and Ontario. From the Rockies in the west to the Great Lakes, this is the true north, strong and free. A couple of sparse communities in the great prairies serve as islands in oceans of wheat grown here. This area is still know as 'The World's Bread Basket'. The still-growing supertropoLIs of Torontreal has overtaken most of the southeast. Dozens of stratoscrapers and other buildings are built along and -over- Lake Ontario and the St. Lawrence Seaway. Where the original city of Toronto used to sit, on the shores of Lake Ontario, a monument stands. While dwarfed by the stratoscrappers nearby, the Canadian National Tower stands at a mere 553 meters above the ground. It has passed the test of time with flying colors, still a great symbol to the accompLIshments of the twentith century. Contents: Contents: Unitech Software Consultants Torontreal South : Midwest West : British Columbia East : Quebec Up : Sky Above Eastern Canada Sideshow> You follow Clown Man. Sideshow> You enter the Central Canada. Sideshow arrives from the Midwest. Sideshow has arrived. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "That sssoundsss entertaining jussst hearing about it." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Take sssome footage. Might be ussseful for propoganda later." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "I am, Snake Man, I am!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "...Mmmm... Iris and ALIa... ...Sooo close and yet sooo far... ...how deLIcious they would be." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Hmmm... ...Remind me to take them both out for a Bite later, yes?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Zeta CO Knight Man transmits, " Thou dost sicken me Brother Shade." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "I could ussse a bite myssself..." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Aww.. Don't tell me you don't enjoy the sight of Blood, Brother... ...if I remember, you are QUITE exuberant when it comes to it. ...I also enjoy sheading blood... ...just in another way." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Hmmm... I'll bring home a Rat or some such for you, Snake, if you wish? Mechanoid or LIve?" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Mechanimal, of courssse. Organicsss give me 'tummy rumblesss'" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "As you wish, Brother... Hmmmm... The PoLIce are gathering and the Mavericks are fleeing... with Double and Data Raccoon in tow." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "I wonder what they're going to do with that fat faker now that he'sss essxposssed." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "A good question... ...so, we have the King Dragon, Admiral, Data Racoon, and Double all back from the Grave. ...Amusing. I wonder how long they'll last. A Hunter took a pot-shot at Double earLIer... ...so he might be gone already." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Rather... cruel... to gun down a Reploid who seemed innocent and shy. I think I LIke this... 'Bastion'... already." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Snake Man transmits, "Wouldn't upssset me." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Shade Man transmits, "Nor me... but then, the taste of innocent blood is sweeter then any wine that mankind could produce." NewsFlash!> "This is Brandy Carr with a GNN Update. Moments ago, Torontreal Officials and our affiLIates in Torontreal has come to us with the following image:" (The image consists of Five Airplanes-LIke structures encircLIng the Canadian National Tower (CN Tower).) "The planes we've just shown have been reported to have used to be toys.... now heavily modified with enough explosives to send the Tower crashing down. Of note, Noted Robot Master Terrorist and CEO of ClownToys... Clown Man have been spotted on scene." "Current reports have it that somewhere around 20,000 to 23,000 are trapped inside the famed tower with LIttle toys called Bob-ombs milLIng about... and just waiting for the order... as well as the first plane crash into the tower for them to start exploding." "We'll update you as things progress... This has been a GNN Update." (Crisis in Torontreal Logo!) Ricochet arrives from the Quebec. Ricochet has arrived. Thunderbolt Raven arrives from the Quebec. Thunderbolt Raven has arrived. All channels have been gagged. Protean Tiger arrives from the Torontreal - Transportation District. Protean Tiger has arrived. Shark Man arrives from the Torontreal - Transportation District. Shark Man has arrived. Torontreal. A part of the land that is proud and free (and had a horribly ignorant PM back in 2k2 but I digress). A group of Arialbots (read 5) encircles the proud noble CN Tower, at times just barely missing the tower in question. Within the tower is a number of Bob-ombs (25) waddLIng about, with some Pokemon (15) secretly guarding them... Finally, outside the Tower there is Team Clown: Clown Man and Sideshow overwatching the entire event... and waiting... for something or someone... Most LIkely a 'hero' to force to push the nice candy red button he has on his person. Welcome to April Fools Massacre Attempt 2215. Coming from above, he had a decent vantage point. Clown Man and some other guy...whatever...He was the first on the scene this time, and he was going to make it count. Increasing his downward velocity, he swooped from the sky, landing a good fifteen feet from the Clowny duo. He remained silent, waiting on the backup that was hopefully coming. Raven was quite confident that he could take Clown Man, but it wasn't worth hurting innocents over. Ricochet approaches with all due speed. A small group of RF gumbies - his own squad, LIkely - falls in behind him as they charge down the city streets. Rico GLances towards Butt-UGLy Bunny - his XO. Fear. "Bunny? Got the commander yet?" "Think so, boss. Patchin' in now." Shark Man arrives, just in case Clown Man needs help. Or to bring him back to Bass when this is done. Slowly making his way through the streets of the busy mega-city is the Hunter known as Protean. Not wanting to alrm anyone, he's very cautious as to what he does. The CN Tower looms just up ahead in the distance. It would be a shame if it was to be destroyed.. An Rookie RCMPer hands a radio to the captain of the local forces at this situation, <> Announcement: Data screams and reminds, "Please check orders and bboards 2 and 3 often for important MUSH information." Ricochet frowns. He confers with his fellow RepLIforcers, and gets back on the horn. <> Shark Man leans against a building close to the CN tower, casually sipping from a margarita. Maybe he's out of sight of the arriving good guys, or maybe he's not. You decide. The Destruction of CN Tower... would be very bad. It is, after all one of the few original building still standing after Montreal and Toronto merged to become one huge MegaCity. Think San Angeles North... without the anal PoLIce. <> Davis reports. Ricochet frowns, sLIding to a halt. It looks LIke there's not much he can do.. he shakes his head. "Dammit." One of the vague bits of history he recalls off the top of his head was one of the more vivid ones, about planes going into towers... <> he inquires, stopping near a sewer grating. He pulls it open and hops in. Justice Jaguar arrives from the Quebec. Justice Jaguar has arrived. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "Developments have proven quite interesting, I must comment." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Man, more reploids, sheesh. That bites." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Indeeeeed... ...watching formerly Dead Reploids fight LIving ones is quite... entertaining. Especialy watching that... Data Raccoon... try to tear out Iris' hair." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "hehe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Such... deLIcious looking necks they have." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "Such confusion, and unnecssary as well. These Reploids were our former comrades - they are best returned to us." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "What pretty teeth you have!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "And, of course, when ALIa joined in... my eyes FEASTED!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cacophony Timberwolf transmits, "LIke, you're just jealous they're actually undead, and you're just wish-he-was-undead." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "I sure feasted, especially when she showed up on camera. At least -part- of her. hehe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Okay. You, sir, are *freaky.*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Tell me they had it out in a mud pit... PLEASE!!! Just the thought of Iris rolLIng about in mud is... Mmm... DeLIcious..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Oh damn, that reminds me" [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "I need to give a beating!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Brothers...please...cease embarrassing Our family in pubLIc for once." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cacophony Timberwolf transmits, "HENTAI! I'd smack you with a mallet, but I'm not there." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man hisses darkly. "...I AM Undead, fool! I am... SHADE MAN! Prince of Vampires!" Then, the anger completely vanishes. "...A pleasure." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit sighs over the radio. "Barbarians. Speaking of such things is not the proper treatment of a lady." Finally it seems there's a break in his inner monologue and Raven turns his attention to Clown Man. "I'm going to be blunt. What do you want? What do you hope to acompLIsh by doing this?" His wings veritably bristled with restrained anger. He wants nothing more than to put Clown Man down, and quickly. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...*cLIcks*" Daryn arrives from the Torontreal - West Residential Outskirts. Daryn has arrived. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmm... I wonder what Iris' blood tastes LIke... Sweet and Pure LIke the reddest rose, perhaps... ahh... I shall enjoy the day when I have her in my embrace." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "But, no matter. Ressurected Reploids and Zany Hijinx... ahh... I DO think the fun is about to begin." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Shade, you weren't born, technically, so you can't be undead if you were never aLIve." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "A pity you do not dissolve in sunLIght, Shade Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hey Shade Man, when are you going to beat up Dark Necrobat for steaLIng your gimmick?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Thunderbolt Raven transmits, "No, not sunLIght...but I bet a good jolt of LIghtning would dissolve him." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Hey Guts, want to go deLIver Clown Man his beating?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "...This... 'Necrobat'... ...will learn there is only room for ONE Creature of the Night." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "And I am he." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I don't know, I thought he was already beat up?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Must make finding a date hard." [Radio: (D) GLobal] The Book of Daryn transmits, "Was he? I didn't see anything saying he was beat up yet." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Oh, my dear... I find dates. ...Of course... ...they usualy die afterwords but... ...they die with smiles. Tell me, would you to taste Paradise, my dear?" Protean Tiger finally makes it on scene. He stands a respectful distance from the Tower though, not wanting to get too close, just incase. Scanning the area around him he looks for others on the scene as well, sending out a locaLIzed transmission over his radio on of the the frequencies shared by the goodies. <> [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "I've had better offers from your brothers, thank you anyway." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Wouldja LIke to taste a gravitonically compressed gauss slug?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmm... Sooo many necks to sample of, and an Eternity to do so in. It is so GOOD to be awake once again." [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Shade Man. Thou shalt leave Lady Rigger alone. Is that understood? She hath earned Our respect, and We shalt not tolerate thy behavior towards her." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cacophony Timberwolf transmits, "Try it, Fang Face, and I'll shove a fire bomb so far up your you're be ing napalm for weeks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man chuckles softly. "You can certainly try it... ...I am far harder to Kill then you imagine." Shade pauses then for a breif moment, "As you wish, oh King..." Ricochet and his 'boys' leap down into the sewer, and begin making their way through the muck towards the building. <> Shark Man is still leaning and drinking and waiting. Yup, exciting stuff here. Quick Scene Pose for Daryn and Justice - CN Tower. WaddLIng Bob-ombs and Hidden Protecting Pokemon... 5 Planes in the air... biggest one has 10... the smaller 4 has 2 each... In the tower has approximately 20,000 people within. Also, Clown has a nice remote with him... with a large candy red button. Now... GAME ON! Davis frowns, <> [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmm... Promises Promises... Do try to carry them out when I come for you one night, my lady. I do so enjoy watching my victims strugGLe." Thunderbolt Raven sends a radio transmission to Protean Tiger. Protean Tiger receives a radio transmission from Thunderbolt Raven. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Hmmm... It does make me wonder... ...this 'Bastion'. His cruelty was absolutely... deLIcious. Double had already been pushed by Break Man, as I understand it... ...why attempt to kill him again?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Because he deserved it." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "I must remind myself to sample the blood of such a cruel man later on. It must have a... unique flavor... burning with the fires of Vengeance." Protean Tiger sends a radio transmission. Thunderbolt Raven receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "He's a reploid, he doesn't have blood." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Technically. 'LIfe fluid', yes, but it's hardly blood." Thunderbolt Raven sends a radio transmission. Protean Tiger receives a radio transmission from Thunderbolt Raven. Justice Jaguar is on scene. Though he's been repaired from earLIer, he knows he'd best take it easy, for right now, <> [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Mech-Fluid or Blood, m'lady Rigger... both are Red... and both are the LIfe of a Vampire." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "And both are absolutely deLIcious" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "While I do not personally agree with Double's methods of operation, I personally find an attempt on his LIfe to be disquiesting. It shows an unexpected lack of honor among our opponents." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Actually, some varieties of Mechfluid are green, blue, and the occasional purple, depending on the quaLIty of their filteration systems." Clown Man smirks up at Raven, "What is... I want people dead, I want the UN to think that if they think we will roll over and play dead just because they so, and that I want to top off my 2211 'prank'. As it were," Clown grins, "Oh and I wouldn't do anything if I were you, unless you LIKE going to people's homes and EXPLAINING WHY loved ones aren't coming home today." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Prismatic Spider transmits, "Or if they simply have an unusual mechfluid composition." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Actually what's red is transmission fluid. Coolant is green. Oil is golden brown." Protean Tiger tosses a few transmisions back and forth with the authorities, getting the specifics of what is going down as well as co-ordinating things with the others gathered. He hears Justice's comment and snaps off a response..<> [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Hmm... Point, Meat. Point. Sooo disrespectful! They can't even keep their blood clean for the next Vampire who will come over and bite them! ...though... ...some of the more unique blends ARE Refreshing." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Valor transmits, "You even /try/ to plant those fangs on me Shade, ad you'll get more then you bargained for." Ricochet tromps along. Getting closer... soon they'll be able to cLImb into the basement of the ancient building. <> [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man laughs softly. "Ahh... the Arrogance of you cattle always amuses me!" The avian GLowered at the clown "And you think that the UN will do anything except declare a full scale war on you and yours if you blow the tower? If you do it, you're spelLIng genocide for your...'family' as it were. Do you really want that? Starburst Dragon arrives from the British Columbia. Starburst Dragon has arrived. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Valor transmits, "Not arrogance. Truth." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "Not quite the traditional vampire, are we Shade Man - unless one speaks of those less than distinguished angsty goth vampires that some pale canine company developed back in the 20th." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "Unless my perception of a vampire is incorrect, they often acted more the part of noblemen, rather than speaking of those they fed upon as 'cattle'. Daretell, have I made a mistake here?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man laughs softly, "I am the Brat Prince of Vampires... Bit, isn't it? Yess... the Maverick Yang Twin... ...beLIeve me, I am very much a Vampire born to the height of nobiLIty! ...but, one can appreciate the merits of... the less noble side of the Vampire-ken when you are the last member of the race..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "..but Shade Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You're a robot with costume fangs." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "I am a Vampire... Brother Crash... even if I am... Robotic in nature. I am Nosferatu! The Undead!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Thou art becoming a nuisance." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You can't be undead if you're a robot, you crackhead." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Thunderbolt Raven transmits, "Ok Sir Fangs-a-lot. You're now on my LIst." Thunderbolt Raven sends a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Howe'er, peons of the world, know this. Any of thee who doth harm Our brethren must contend with Us. It is not meet for thee to step above thy place." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "In EngLIsh, King will kick your ass, b****." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bit transmits, "While I may never comprehend the reasons for why Wily constructs many of you Masters, I will give a nod to your effectiveness - and while I also know that one can never truely expect to hear manners and reasonable discussion over the GLobal broadband, it is reLIeving to know that there are some who will still practice, to some degree, the lost arts of conversation and discourse in a reasonable manner." Ricochet is quiet, careful, and cautious... even though he's not exactally built for stealth. He's got stuff in here, so they know to keep quiet. This is a very dangerous situation, the marines all know... a look passes between every one of them that states they're all too well aware just how grim a situation this is. They know what tends to happen to rescuers in this situation... he GLances up, up, up 'n up some more, to find the sewer grating inside the building's basement. Very quietly, he starts moving it, trying to open it and make his way in. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Indeed, Crash Man. Indeed." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Far too rare an instance if you ask me. But then I suppose I'm biased since I'm usually one of the favored individauls to insult on here." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man siiighs... "Have your doubts, my brothers... but no matter. Doubts do not change the ReaLIty. ...Crash Man, would you wish to participate in a 'Reawakening' Party I am considering setting up? Plenty of Beer and Blood, I plan... ...I can always manage to draw the reveLIng crowd of Gothic Night Denizens... One must merely know how to advertise." Shark Man takes a pause from his drinking as he sees something approaching the building. He walks toward Ricochet. "Hey dude. Need some help with that?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "No way. Goth chicks are pale and flat-chested." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "And they kiss LIke cold fish!" Shark Man was talking to a bird, carrying a stick to build its nest. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Not all Goth chicks." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl who isn't a crazy white person." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "I can understand that." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "In other words, I don't want you, Rigger." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Get a hood rat. Kinda got junk in the trunk, but it's a change." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "How about a crazy blue person?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Oh, darn. I'll have to go write in my diary about how disapointed I am. ... There, all done." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You white losers with your loser LIveJournals!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Hmm... to each his own, then. I prefer the company of those who have no hope in their LIves. They are such... poor souls... ...And very few of them complain when given the few, brief moments of bLIss before their hearts give way. Tragic Princes and Princesses all... ...Useful, if nothing else." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "You know what I want?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "A brain?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl who.. with a mind LIke a diamond!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl who knows what's best." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl with shoes that cut and eyes that burn LIke cigarettes." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger mumbles, "Oh god not Cake." Sighs. "Short skirt and long jacket, yeah, yeah." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I want a girl who makes me lunch. I'm hungry." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl with the right eye-locations! Nothin's worse than a troGLo-dyke with misplaced eyes." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "Furthermore, she should be fast, and thorough, and sharp as a tack." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "She's playin' with her jewelry, she's puttin' up her hair, she's tourin' the faciLIty and pickin' up slack." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Wildrider transmits, "Damn. You've got taste Crash Man. Remind me I owe you picking up the tab at the bar sometime." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I want a girl with a short skirt and biiiiiig boobs!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Reverend Crash Man transmits, "I'll GLadly take you up on that." The Basement (or Maintence Central, as it were). It is very fortunate that no one has spotted Rico or his team as they've entered... then again Clown has never considered someone entering through the sewers... maybe he should... it might be his way into UNHQ again. But I digress... no one spotted Rico... and that's a good thing. Alacrity Demon arrives from the Torontreal - Transportation District. Alacrity Demon has arrived. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Number Man transmits, "So many frequencies... so LIttle time..." Ricochet begins sLInking around. The plans come up in his HUD... he GLances around. Quietly he begins issuing assignments to his marines. Groups of two. After a moment, the groups begin to move out... each with different sectors and floors to cover. Of course, they'll probably never manage to cover them all... but they have to try. Ricochet and Orbit have the more difficult tasks. They head towards one of the inner stairwells, and, keeping an optic out for any drones, begin ascending. Protean Tiger, meanwhile, is making his way over towards Thunderbolt and Clown Man. He stops several meters away from the Robot Master, not wanting to give the impression that he's threatening him. He eyes the Master fora moment, before speaking up. "Seems LIke you have quite the LIttle set up." he admits honestly. Starburst Dragon goes home. Starburst Dragon has left. Clown Man smiles happily, "That I do," Clown notes, before eyeing Protean wearily... (What is he up to?)oo. All channels have been gagged. Raven looked over at Protean Tiger and concealed a smirk, and hid it quite well. Beaks can do that. Tiger had a good idea and Raven was going to run with it. "...How did you think of this anyway? You must be very clever Clown Man. You very well might win this time. Shark Man has disconnected. The teams are quiet and effective, LIke true RepLIforcers. Without arousing suspicion, they manage to get to the workers in the lower levels of the tower... with the only problem being with the team of "Mad" Monk Monkey and Crystal Rose when they were almost spotted by a hidden Pikachu... the rescue operation is going smoothly so far. (RESCUEE: 550. HOSTAGES: 19,450) The Elevator shaft. GLoomy. Low LIghts. Fun for the entire family (Not to mention you have to watch out for Elevator Carts) but the fun is just beginning for Rico and Orbit... Bob-ombs, Magemites are monitoring this section very carefully... as well as a certain Monkey. Tread Carefully and Be ready to Carry a Big Stick. $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/42 Posted Author Returning From WilyWorld Mon Mar 31 Gravity Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Gravity Man appears on screen. "Yeah. I'm back. Got too absorbed building stuff for Wily World. I've also been filled in on what happened. Gravity Man out." Grav reaches to turn off the camera, muttering something about 'Being kicked out by mets. Way to go guys...' $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/12 Posted Author Arcanum Corp. Chaos! Mon Mar 31 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "This is News Nautilus, reporting on the second press conference held in San Angeles by Arcanum Corporation. Those there were expecting to see the proof of Arcanum Corporation's claims of being able to restore damaged Reploid neural nets, but they did not seem to be expecting to see four Reploids long considered dead." "Data Raccoon, formerly known to be a Maverick, was restored from her coma. Arcanum claims that Data has exhibited no Maverick tendencies after the procedure. King Dragon, defender of RepLIforce, and Admiral, RepLIforce Commander of Naval Operations, who both were confirmed dead two years ago, and the infamous Double, also having been confirmed to be a Maverick after having instigated a plot to turn the United Nations against the RepLIforce. However, a moment after Double's unveiLIng, the Maverick Hunter Bastion shot and critically injured Double using a sniper rifle, who fled the scene and is currently at large. The conference quickly erupted into chaos as the Maverick Emperor Sigma appeared, as well as Bit. In the ensuing battle, the critically injured Double was kidnapped by Bit, before the San Angeles PoLIce force arrived to restore order. King Dragon and Admiral have returned to RepLIforce, while Data Raccoon is currently in Arcanum Corporation's care." "No comment on the situation has been released by either the Hunters or RepLIforce. This is News Nautilus, reporting." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Ricochet knocks on doors rapidly. TelLIng workers there to get out, get out, getoutgetoutgetout. Quickly describing the path that they should follow. It's a miracle - he's not lost, for once. It's too bad that 'combat mode' Rico is gruff, bloodthirsty, and paranoid - chances are he'd otherwise be a lot better off in day-to-day tasks LIke getting groceries for the rec room. Pause. BLInk. Orbit . o O (*BWIP BWIP* ) A... magnemite?... Rico presses himself against a wall, scanning for the Pokemon. Orbit is at his side, and powers up an electrical shock... *BZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!* The energy bolt fLIes out, striking the Magnemite and knocking it cold. Magnemite is caught! Do you want to give a nickname to the captured... Orbit . o O (*BWIP!* ) The other teams continue their work, though all are on lower levels than Ricochet. Alacrity Demon hmms to himself as he sits in the back of a sewer-going transport. It's not pretty, it's not big, but it has a flatbed floating along behind it that can carry people faster than they can run themselves. A second follows along behind, while he attempts to figure out a map. "You know... I've followed courses that go upside-down in places, that made more sense than this." he comments quietly to the driver of the 'Sewer Rat' transport, who snorts, following the paths with an ease borne of long experience. Protean Tiger looks to Thunderbolt with a arched brow. He wasn't trying anything, just stating a fact. He then turns around and faces the CN tower, leaving his back wide open to Clown. "A nice structure though, I have to confess." he then looks back over his shoulder to Clown .. "How many would you say are in there at the moment?" The Customers and Workers that Ricohet are confused and scared about cLImbing down a Elevator shaft to the basement... espically since the most exercise they had is pushing a button on a remote control. With help from their fellow Rescuees, they cLImb down to meet the rest of Rico's team. RESCUEE: 2,550. HOSTAGES: 17,450. Sideshow frowns at the Electrical discharge that took out a Toy Magmenites are noted for such but just in case... Security in the Elevator shaft is increased by 1/2 by a troop of Pikachus. Ricochet sees something. The fLIck of a yellowish tail. Nnng. . o O (Cousins of yours?) Orbit . o O (*BWIP* ) Carefully and quietly the pair sLIde off into another floor. They begin trying to get the workers to evaccuate once again... the workers there, anyway. Orbit takes a moment to cLImb up a ventalation shaft and start, at great difficulty, administering to those on the floor above with instructions on how to get out. It strains the RepLIchu, forcing himself to speak in EngLIsh, but he manages it. Nevertheless, Ricochet stands guard near the elevator shaft, weapons ready in case he needs to 'capture' another Pokemon. Clown Man shrugs, "20,000... maybe 21,000 if I struck at peak... which I doubt." He hrms, "I think it's going to explode beautifully... Don't you?" The bird forced a grin...well..a bird-y grin. "..Yeah..beautiful....so what'd you use explosives-wise? I'm curious." Protean Tiger shrugs his shoulders sLIghtly. "I don't know." he says. "I'm not an expert in demoLItions, and I dont know where you planted them. So it would be hard for me to make a guessa s to how it will explode and collapse." he then pauses a moment. "Judging from shows I've seen about old casinos being taken down in Vegas, I imagine there is going to be alot of noise, debris, and dirt clouds." Clown Man eyes Raven, in that I'm-not-as-dumb-as-I-look look. "Ain't telLIng. After all Magicians don't reveals their tricks of the trade." Meanwhile, the sewer ships mostly LIkely arrived where Rico's team is directing them to be and they start picking up the rescuees... and depending on the size they may need to do anywhere from 2-6 trips in all to get the rescuees to safety (and out of the stinky sewers). The pokemon/Bob-ombs watch what the hostages were doing something LIke whispering to each other... and promptly ignored this... which gives the hostages to follow Orbit's orders to the letter and are soon going down the shaft to freedom... RESCUEES: 3,450 HOSTAGES: 16,550. Sideshow frowns as his precious soon-to-be-worm-food hostages are disappearing. An quick communique sends all forces within the Tower to watch the hostages more closely now... Back outside, Clown frowns... "It would be a couple kegs of good ol' tnt... which my Bob-ombs have..." he murmurs thoughtfully... Clown doesn't say of which intensity the blast would be, though... Justice Jaguar has disconnected. Alacrity Demon sighs as they end up in position. He promptly leaves the transports to help load people in, humming to himself as he works the crowd with the poise of a professional, calming them down as best he can and getting them organized so that the evacuation will proceed the swiftest. A few of the more daring ones are drafted to help ferry groups to evacuation positions they can reach on foot, where ground vehicles (taxis, buses, etc) will be available to help get them out of harm's reach. Thunderbolt Raven just look at you. Woo HA! ^_^ Ricochet continues. More hostages. They have to try to get more hostages past. Ricochet manages to drag himself through the elevator shaft once again, Orbit having come to an impassable region. Barely avoiding another Pikachu patrol - just barely - the two make it over to another chunk of the building and begin working there. Down, further below, similar actions are being taken by most of Ricochet's troopers. Some begin moving up as they start running out of people to move in the lower levels. A few groups of soldiers, in fact, head into the area to talk to Alacrity. "Not lookin' good. Get ready for a quick getaway if this place goes." says Scum Squid, as he holsters his unconventional (needless to say, since he's walking on tentacles) weapon. He heads back into the fray, LIkely to certain doom. "TNT eh? Can't go wrong with the classics...soo..." Well, he ran out of ego stoking, time to torture himself, but it's for the good of all. "Heard any good jokes lately?" Yep. Raven just doomed himself. Silo arrives from the Torontreal - West Residential Outskirts. Silo has arrived. Daryn has left. The Rescuees thanks Alarity very generously (one lady even wanted to bare his children...) as they are taken out... and towards safety. With the help of his Crew, Rico and Orbit manages to get a lot more out. A whole lot more out. RESCUEES: 7,450. HOSTAGES: 12,550. This naturally raises Sideshow's ire. <> (That was broadcasted over the Tower's PA System). Clown grins and just says, "A Rabbi, A Priest, and A buddhist walked into a Bar. The Jew Ducked." Insert groans here. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Hmm. I wonder what the Mavericksss are going to do with their fat faker now that he'sss back from the dead." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Make him a janitor." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Maybe a bowLIng ball." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Epsilon XO Gravity Man transmits, "Make him turn into his Jello form, and eat him?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Make a pit filled with Jello and have semi-naked Mav Chicks roll around in it for fun... Mmm... Yeah, baby... *audible drool*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Nessxt time the Green Devil needsss repairsss, we'll know who to borrow the jello from." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Clown Man...that's just...errg." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Clown, I LIke the way you think." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Must you drool so loud?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Double says sagely, (OOC) "There's -always- room for jello." (OOC) [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "That's WHAT I'm wondering. We dont want to hear that!" Ricochet sends a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "It's part of the rules, Cutter." Ricochet receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Uhh, Clown... 90 of the Mavericksss are animalsss. I don't particularly WANT to sssee Armored Armadillo with her armor off." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "OOC 90% even" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "I'm with Snake." Ricochet sends a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "I concur as well." Ricochet receives a radio transmission from Bolero. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Well, yes, I gotta say I'm with you there." Bolero arrives from the Torontreal - Transportation District. Bolero has arrived. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Essspecially not froLIcing around in jello" Ricochet sends a radio transmission. Bolero receives a radio transmission from Ricochet. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...But I do! And Mirror Pegasus, too! *pout* Too bad Sonic Banshee isn't around anymore... she is always almost naked... *pouts*" Protean Tiger turns away from the CN Tower once more and looks to Clown Man. "Well played." he says bluntly, after getting the news that they kown someone is on the inside. "Now what?" he inquires, spreading his hands. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "This is why we need more femmes of our own, Snake." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Ssso they can sssmack him when he comesss up with thessse ideasss?" Bolero sends a radio transmission to Ricochet. Ricochet receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "That, and we wouldn't have to lower ourselves to looking at the Maverick Girls." Bolero taps a button on his left wrist and transforms into a 7' tall humanoid in crazy power armor. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Why would I want to look at Maverick girlsss?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "...You know, that would make them our sisters." A proclamation. A proclamation of death, no doubt, for the bumbLIng (or not) RepLIforcer and his companion. Ricochet considers, for a moment, running... as does Orbit. The pair GLance at each other and share a thought. No way. Hostages gotta get out first... him... well. He breathes out a loud sigh, and dashes forward. No point in stealth. "EVERYONE OUT OUT OUT OUT THIS PLACE IS GOING TO BLOW!" He starts screaming out evacuation instructions, hitting the stairwells, running up, up and away... he moves as quickly as possible, with all due speed. Of course, it probably isn't enough, but nevertheless, with any luck they'll get more out. Rico's marines are not in as dire straits. However, they, too, hurry and begin ignoring stealth, upon Rico's radio'd orders. Further, he ordered them to retreat - and after sweeping the area, some do. This was bad. Bad Bad, but he did his best to feign indifference as he put his arms behind his back, as if clasping his wrist to pace. What Raven was really doing was changing his left arm into a cannon. luckily his wings are large and visually obstructive, and the noise of the crowd covered the change. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Dad doesn't have to build them. I mean, are the janes our sisters?" Ricochet sends a radio transmission. Bolero receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Wouldn't that be LIke ogLIng Roll?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Damn you and your logic!" Alacrity Demon sighs as he hears panic over the radio, thankful that he kept it to a subdermal level so the people around him can't hear it. He starts calLIng out instructions to hurry things along, calLIng up a mental map of the sewers and directing people towards points where it will be more stable and shielded from the explosion. His own safety doesn't seem to concern him in the sLIghtest, at this point. Then again, those who know him know... it never does. Bolero sends a radio transmission to Ricochet. Ricochet receives a radio transmission from Bolero. Bolero sends a radio transmission. Ricochet receives a radio transmission from Bolero. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Of courssse, why anyone would WANT to oGLe Roll is beyond me. To paraphrassse Crash, "She'sss flatter than a pisss on a concrete floor."" You know, there's about three things in this world you simply don't do to a guy. One is tell him he has to say 'No.' to the pope. Two is tell him that the only way to win a bet is to get a super-model to go out with him. Three? Tell him that he has to make your confession of love to his sister for you. Just isn't gonna happen. The same is true with Bolero. Bolero /ZOOMS/ in from the nearest teleporter station in his power armor, dashjets on full. He's headed for that Canadian National Tower as quickly as his body possibly can carry him. There's really only one thing on his mind right now... And that's saving Ricochet's bacon so he doesn't have to tell his sister some really, really bad news. Bolero stares up at the building, activating some space mechanisms. Namely, magnetic tabi, so he can run up the side of the building... Once he gets free of the damned mailbox he's now attached to. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "That's a disgusting thought, Snake." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Don't you guys oGLe at my sister...Even if she siding with...LIght." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "We jsut said we WEREN'T going to oGLe her! Pay attention!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "...Don't make me come over there. Because you wouldn't LIke me when I'm angry!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "I'm not taking any chances!...Gah! Roll!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "....Speak of the devil..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Crash sssaid it, not me." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "I take it Dr. LIght has equipped you with a She-Hulk mechanism, Roll?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man's radio transmits a snickering sound. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "I don't need any such thing! Just because I don't LIke to fight doesn't mean I CAN'T, you know!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "She-Roll, huh?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "More LIkely 'She-Rock', Gravity Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits the sound of hissing laughter. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "...Now THERE'S a merchandising ploy!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Isn't that right, Roll?" Ricochet sends a radio transmission to Bolero. Bolero receives a radio transmission from Ricochet. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "..Naw, I haven't been upgraded or anything. And apparently Wily hasn't done anything to clear up the problems with his slave's personaLItoes, either. Hmph. You should all be ashamed of yourselves! Talking about someone LIke that when you don't even think they're here to defend themselves!" Bolero sends a radio transmission. Ricochet receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Nrrrg..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Hey, we were...uhhh...Defending you while you were away! Yeah...That's it..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "I'm not TOO mad with you, Cutsie. The first thing I heard was you sticking up for me, so that's kind of tough to hold against you." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Well, you could sssay the Massster DID fissx sssome of our persssonaLItiesss. Isssn't that right, Cut?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man sounds LIke he's talkign to himself. "Damn...she's not gonna beLIeve me, is she...Time for plan B..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "... What about me, Gravity Man?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Yeah! Dad's did some great stuff for us!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Who would you rather work for, Cut? The Massster or Dr. LIght?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "Wily isn't your dad! He made you evil! You should kick him in the shins every day! Heck, next time I see him, I'll do it for you. Ruining my family LIke that." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man mutters some more. "Initiating plan B..." He suddenly yells over the radio "Free tickets to Wily World for all female robotic members of the maverick hunters who's name begins with an R, followed by an O, then an L, then finally, another L!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "The day thou doth lay a hand on Our Father, strumpet, shalt be the last day of thy LIfe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Wouldn't you be surprised if there were a large number of those, Gravity Man?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man without no hesitation. "Doctor Wily, of course!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Er....FIRST COME, FIRST SERVE! ONE TICKET ONLY!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "There you go, Roll. I'd sssay your hopesss for a family reunion are pretty far fetched." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Thunderbolt Raven transmits, "...'strumpet' I mean really. Who talks LIke that anymore? Get with the times Chief" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Roll can come visit me anytime." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "If you say so. Though I'd hate to see what happened to you if you were to follow through on your threat, silly..whoever you are." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man gives a hissing chuckle. "I never mind ssseeing Roll either." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Roll's my favorite sister." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Yeah, Guts' right! You can visite us anytime!...Just...don't bring...Mr. Blueberry." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "We'll have ice cream next time you visit me. I got some vanilla flavored one just for you!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "OOC Just got this image of Rock as that girl from Willy Wonka" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Oh, Cut, before I forget, 'Cut Man's Magical Adventure' is currently on the WilyWorld bestseller LIst." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "OOC: Which one." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...Whaaaaaat!? GRAVITY!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "We art King, LIttle fool, and We shalt tolerate no threat unto the Father." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hey King, I hope you don't mind, but I used one of your capes to clean the core." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Thunderbolt Raven transmits, "...so there's more than one of you in that tin dome of yours, eh?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "Yeah, but you expect me to tolerate LIstening to you babble LIke a lunatic, huh? Get over yourself, the only thing you're king of is being annoying. You really should ask for a personaLIty upgrade, you know." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Yup! And, it's not only our number one book, it's also our number one snack food!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "And quite possibly our number one kindLIng, though those wooden Rock Effigies may still hold the lead..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hahahaha, boy Roll sure told you King! Man she got your number right!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man says nothing. However, the sound of a head hitting hitting a wall is clearly heard. Repeatedly. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "We doth speak in the Royal Plural. And Guts Man...We hath secreted Our capes away from thy sight. Perhaps that was one of Protoman's old scarves? We didst keep a few as a reminder after We struck him down." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "Why. *BANG*. Me. *Bang! Tumble! CRASH CLANG BLANG!* ...oww...." [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Guts Man...silence, if thou wouldst." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "King... Have you ever thought about trying to merge with Star Man to form Elvis Man?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "So LIke, do you have two personaLIties or something? Well let me tell you this. The Roll is not amused. I'm in a very irritable mode right now and you sound LIke a complete fool. I suppose every court needs a jester, huh? Pity they seem to think they're some sort of royalty!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Nay, Bolero...but at thy voice We art discovering a craving for beef." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Hearing a lot of bull, eh" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Oooh, I just got the idea for the sequel! The kiddies are just gonna eat this up! Especially if I make it in strawberry. 'Cut's Man Luckless Adventure'...This'll be a classic." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Sorry King, but Roll is on a roll!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...*klangkleeeangblunk*...Ouch...Please, tell me I'm at least getting some profits out of that?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "What? It was just an honest question." [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Study thy history and the usages of language, Roll, before thou doth speak to me again. The Royal 'We' is a matter of formaLIty, and nothing more. And through formaLIty canst I tolerate thy chatter. Which is more, I canst say, than I can do for Guts Man. For the last time, silence thyself. That is, indeed, an order." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "I mean, no offense to Wily or anything, but he's lagging behind on this gestalt thing that's sweeping the other factions." Through some odd reason, the Arialbots starts to move out... and away from the CN Tower.. as they do, doors open up and the unwilLIng passengers are ejected out with parachutes on... which they open sending them safely down to earth. The reason for the 'planes retreat is unclear... but the CN Tower is still in danger... ...This became more and more obvious with Rico's and Orbit's screams. The Workers and Customers stare in horror and terror... Then they stampede. Trying to push one another out of the way, as they race for the Shaft... the Stairwell... anywhere they can go to escape... and escape... most of them did. RESCUEES: 10,000. HOSTAGES: 10,000. And Sideshow... pushed the button. And for a brief moment, there is silence... then the ground is rocked several explosions erupts... the initial explosion makes Sideshow E-Ringed just LIke that. The just escaping Rescuees have it lucky for the forcefield producing members of the Ricochet Squad brings the forcefield to bear protecting the rescuees from the worst of the explosions and taking the blunt of it for themselves as they bring them down to safety to Alacity... The CN Tower. It has survived for Centuries. And even after this... It stands. Heavily Damaged... but still Standing. What happened to Ricochet and Orbit is still up in the air (and it's for them to answer) but without this trump Card... Clown is open... for a attack. Clown's mission is done. Now it's time to reap the rewards... and consequences. [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Hrm...Here's a quarter. Call someone who cares." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Cut Man transmits, "...*SMACK*...Why me..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "You missed my point entirely, I see. I'm not surprised. Just what are you king of, anyway? The great Wily Empire or something? No wait, a king can't control an empire, huh? That would make you Emperor. And that would be even more irritating." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man can be heard shorting out at the confLIct. But Guts Man thinks of a way to spite King. He hums! [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "By the way Guts, what's up?" Alacrity Demon grimaces as the explosions go off, and moves immediately... up. Away from the hostages and out of the sewers entirely. He does NOT want to fall over from the shockwave somewhere that they will be in the way of his wings. So he gets to catch the shockwave and get blown nearly halfway across the city by it before he catches his balance. He doesn't stop moving though, reversing direction and heading back to try and help with the fires and getting out any of the hostages who survived... and maybe a LIttle payback, if he happens to catch sight of a clown head. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "I am King, Roll. I serve Wily, and rule as he doth decree. What role doth thou fill, other than maid?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Double transmits, "(OOC) Cook." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "OOC: Lab assistant." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Oh you know Cut Man. King doesn't want us talking to him again, thinks he's too good for us 'common' people. But when Bass inherits the Robot Masters, he said I could be Pope and make King a pauper." The explosion nearly sent him to the ground, only his spread wings saved his balance. "You...MONSTER! I'll kill you!" Raven brought forth his cannon, the whirring of the generator lost in the waiLIng of the crowd, the crackle of electricity as a ball of the stuff was launched at the clown. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "You're serious? Cool, think I can be a Bishop?" Sideshow> Clown Man evades Thunderbolt Raven's ever-so wacky Ball LIghtning attack. HOO HA! Thunderbolt Raven misses you with his Ball LIghtning attack. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Cut Man. Encourage him not, if thou wouldst." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Sure! As Pope I'll assign you all sorts of neat positions!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Doesssn't being Pope mean you have to wear a blanket and a ssstupid looking hat?" Boom. The sounds on the audials didn't quite register at first - it's a big building - but the fact that there are MULTIPLE explosions ripping all around him makes that a bit different. The blasts smash into him - back and forth, back and forth. He grabs onto Orbit and the pair cLIng to one another for dear LIfe, not that there's much they can do. Then a massive explosion catches him right dead-on... and it doesn't appear that there's much left of the two save for a shower of scraps that'll LIkely pepper the armored vehicles below. Ricochet's squad manages to drag themselves out just in time. For the most part. Two were still in there and are now considered MIA... the remainder, in more or less one piece, save for Scum Squid who happened to get debris right through his gooey body. Not that it matters, since... well, he's a squid and he's mostly goo, and pretty darn resiLIant to that sort of thing. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "I bet you're just jealous of Gutsy's hat." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Cool, Guts!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "If wearing a blanket and a stupid hat gives me more authority, then by golly I'll do it!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "Boy, Wily went all out on this one, didn't he? As for me, I am no maid. A maid is someone paid to do service for someone, but I do what I do to help my friends. Do you know what a friend is? It's LIke an ally, only you spend time with them off the battlefield as well, and get to know them on a personal basis. Also, besides that which you know I do, I'm also a fair hand in the science lab. I'm doing okay recently! There's more to me then a slave LIke yourself. You think your a King, but if you went to far, do you really think Wily would hesitate for a moment to shut you down for good? If you do, you're more fooLIsh then I thought." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Well, you've got the hat part down, anyway. Go find a blanket and sssee if it worksss." [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "E'en a King must yield to his God, Roll, an' such is the Great Father unto me. And yes, Guts Man, see if a...hat and blanket...canst give thee the authority thou doth already seek." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Roll, you obviousssly have no idea what we're LIke." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Woooooooa, If I din't knew better, I would have not reconised you there, Roll. That's was just...woa." Standing there, facing Clown Man, Protean can only close his optics as the explosions rock the silence. He clecnhes his jaw tightly and curls both hands into fists, huffing sLIghtly. A sLIght blurr comes over his body as his changes almost instantly before the Robot Master, his normal visage being replaced with that of a hulking (see: 14 feet) brute of a Hunter. Then the eyes open. No longer are they the calm, understading optics of the Protean known to most. Now, there is nothing but feral instict and anger. It seems that someone upset the large kitty. Bad move. With a loud roar and a swing of one of his simply massive fists, the large Beast attempts to take his fustration and anger out upon the cause of the explosions... Sideshow> Protean Tiger quickly expands and grows taller, becoming a huge beast. Protean Tiger quickly expands and grows taller, becoming a huge beast. Sideshow> Clown Man evades Protean Tiger's ever-so wacky Titan's Fist attack. HOO HA! Protean Tiger misses you with his Titan's Fist attack. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "Even I can be serious sometime, you know! And this guy really irritates me. I bet there isn't a one of you who actually LIkes him, is there? Actually, don't bother answering that, because I know better then to expect an honest answer on this channel." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] King transmits, "Sir Snake Man. Roll hath offended me. When thou doth get time...if thou wouldst, arrange an interview for her to understand why this is a bad thing." Announcement: Data reads a story! "... And verily, thee boards must be thusly read by thee, thou must readily read boards 2 and 3. And checketh thou orders or I shall smite you with a banana!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "King has a blanket. Wonder if he'll give me one of his old ones?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "The irritation is mutual, Roll...and I must admit, thou hath a sense of tolerance I doth lack. Perhaps t'would be best if we both avoided speaking to each other, lest harsh words turn to harsher actions." [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Ooh...Ooh, another series: The New Adventures of King: When Roll's Offend! This I gotta make..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "He's hiding them from ya, I think, Gutsy." Ricochet hands you a cookie for a job well done! [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] King transmits, "T'would be the last series thou doth complete, Gravity Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hey Cut Man, maybe you could cut me a blanket out of something!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "No Guts! You gotta go on a ONE MAN INFILTRATION MISSION to Steal King's blankets! It's Tactical Espionage Action! METAL GUTS SOLID!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Make a book about me! Call it Sssnake Man Pigsss Out or sssomething." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Hmmm, hey that's not a bad idea!" [Radio: (A) Masters-Main] Gravity Man transmits, "Episode 2: King threatens the writer...Wow, short series." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Would you settle for an action figure or two?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Where can we find fabric to make me a blanket?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Only if it comesss with sssome neat assccesssoriesss." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Roll? You're good at doing stuff, where can we get some fabric?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Doth not thy friend, Ditz Pinkmouse, have some store of LInt?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "Hmmmmm...Yeah, where could we find some stuff?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Make it come with a LIttle plassstic Ditssz that the figure can eat." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Cut Man transmits, "I mean, I could make a blanket out of paper, but...Paper not really a blanket-worthy fabric." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "I could make them with real Mechanimal catching action! They can snag Mecharats and mail them to you! You'd be able to have the monopoly on Mechapests!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Double transmits, "(OOC) Ain't gonna work, guys. You may have a Cut Man and a Needle Man, but you don't have a Thread Man and Cloth Man." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "I guess I can do that, too." The mailbox is given a severe energy-axe beating by Bolero, before he extricates himself from the sticky situation. He falls face down onto the concrete, since he lacks any other place to fall to, now that he's free of the tyranny of the mailbox. Darth Bolero looks skyward, towards one side of the CN tower, where he sees an awful lot of weaponsfire. "There's Joker..." he hisses quietly, to himself. The Spaniard raises his arm cannon, trying to clear his head a LIttle. At the moment, only one attack is loaded and ready to go. Bolero grunts, taking aim at the platform-type-thingie Clowny's on, his HUD screaming obscenities at him about the wall of fire nearby. The Spaniard clenches his teeth, setting his systems to mortar fire. With a *KUH-PHLUNK*, a massive projectile fLIes towards Clown Man. It sails well over the target, exploding into a meaty hail of chiLI? Wait... The chiLI's spontaneously combusting... And the scent of HCl is thick in the air as it rains down upon the general area of the villain. Sideshow> Bolero nails Clown Man with the ever-so wacky Thermonuclear ChiLI attack. Bolero strikes you with a GLancing hit from his Thermonuclear ChiLI for 7 units of damage. You take less damage due to your Acid resistances. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hmmm yeah, but a paper cape could be useful in some situations. LIke if I wanted to make a giant paper airplane." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Roll transmits, "..I think I'm just gonna turn this thing off. I'm getting all mad over nothing. Just must be a bad night or something." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man transmits, "Yes! The Pope Papermobile!" Aside from a *SPLOOOSH* in a nearby body of water (or not so nearby), there's no evidence of Ricochet anywhere. Of course, for all you know that could just be some random chunk of debris, of course. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Thisss isss right up there with Gutsss'sss theory on ssself propelled ssspace voyage LIftoff." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "... Do I want to know?" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Hey my theory will revolutionize space travel!" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "You asssk him." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "Alright, Guts Man... Lemme hear this theory." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Well to space travel all you have to do is throw yourself into outer space." Chaos reigns. Clown is LIterally bouncing left and right, trying to stay ahead of the RF who now wants his hide. Clown leaps over Protean's terrifying punch... and under the Raven's ball of LIghtning... and right into Bolero's deadly chiLI. "Eesh. Nasty stuff..." Clown comments, as holds up a pie (Gotta delay them... the longer the delays, the less injured and more deaths! HOTCHA!)oo. "Wanna trade?" then he tosses the pie at Bolero. Slapstick Style. [Radio: (D) GLobal] King transmits, "Enough of this drivel." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Gravity Man sounds LIke he's pulLIng out a note pad, and writing. "Uh-huh...Uh-huh..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Of course you have to be strong enough to throw yourself into outer space." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "..." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Shoulda gone with your inssstinctsss there." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "... I think I felt my IQ go down..." Sideshow> Clown Man strikes Bolero with his Exploding Cream Pie attack. You strike Bolero with a GLancing hit from your Exploding Cream Pie attack. [Radio: (D) GLobal] Bolero transmits, "It was LIke watching an episode of Beverly Hills 90210-2199... Only with more sincerity." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Snake Man transmits, "Uh huh." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "Wow. So do I. I'm turning this off before I do become Bozo the Clown. *cLIck*" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "What? It's not that hard to do you know." "Stop...MOVING!" He took to the air, spiraLIng upwards, ignoring the flying pie, before arcing over into a steep dive, razor wings locked into position to sLIce up the damned jester. Sideshow> Thunderbolt Raven nails Clown Man with the ever-so wacky Diving Slash attack. Thunderbolt Raven strikes you with a soLId hit from his Diving Slash for 18 units of damage. $$$$$$$$$$$$ Radio Status $$$$$$$$$$$$ Freq: 6666 - A [Masters-Main] Freq: 1592 - B [Masters-Secure] Freq: 7403 - C [Masters-Ultra] Freq: 8342 - D [GLobal] Freq: 9036 - E [Theta] Freq: 7486 - F [AlLIance] Freq: Unassigned - G [Not Set] Freq: Unassigned - H [Not Set] See rhelp for details on commands relating to the Radio System. $$$$$$ Your radio is currently: On $$$$$$$$$ You deactivate your radio. The large Beast, which resembles Protean, continues to press it's assault on the Robot Master. Crouching sLIghlty for a moment, the large Hunter snarls as it sizes up it's prey. "sMalL bOT gEt SmASHed!!" it bellows in a harsh gutteral language before springing forwards with it's two large fists riased up in the air, attempting to come down upon the Master... Sideshow> Protean Tiger nails Clown Man with the ever-so wacky Super Smash attack. Protean Tiger strikes you with a soLId hit from his Super Smash for 18 units of damage. You are below your courage-endurance point. Bolero stares skyward, trying to track the strange object that was just ejected from the building. He instead orders SpecOps to track it by satelLIte, since he appears to be in the midst of a war zone. Bolero launches at the building, nekodes extending from the palms of his hands as he grasps at the building. He quickly starts cLImbing up the side of the tower, only to find himself with a pie to the face. It doesn't really hurt, largely because it hit his 'indestructible' ACME faceplate. Bolero bLInks, pulLIng off three layers of mirrored faceplate, before continuing. The Super-Sonic Spaniard GLares at the platform, scrolLIng through his LIst of attacks that currently have Clowny in range. The Dark Lord of the Spanish sighs, bringing his left arm around, hand retracted for the moment, so the arm cannon can shine. He narrows his eyes, before unleashing the equivalent of an uncharged X-Buster shot at the Clown Prince of Crime... Only this pellet's virtually invisible, marked only by the ripple of air as the blast of hyper-condensed Yanni shoots towards Clown Man. Sideshow> Clown Man evades Bolero's ever-so wacky Bolero Buster attack. HOO HA! Bolero misses you with his Bolero Buster attack. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||| ] (22 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||| ] (97 / 100) Status: Critical Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ The blasts came in succession... The Diving Slash nearly made him into twins... and the Super Smash nearly completed the job. It was fortunate that Bolero's Bull-Buster didn't hit. "I'm outta here!" Clown calls out. "Have fun calLIng the victims' loved ones!" With that, Da Clown... flees. Clown Man retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Bolero, Alacrity Demon, Thunderbolt Raven, and Silo. "I'll get you yet! You're on my LIst you LIttle aft-hat!" Even so, he paffed out a shot, a small one. It was also half hearted. Sideshow> Thunderbolt Raven nails Clown Man with the ever-so wacky Static Spark attack. Thunderbolt Raven strikes you with a GLancing hit from his Static Spark for 1 units of damage. You are below your courage-endurance point. Thunderbolt Raven has left. Bolero growls loudly, letting go of the building. He sails downward about six feet before his boots hit the building again. He launches up, away, and then back to the building, cLIcking his way up the side. He spies Clown Man trying to leave the scene. "No, no, Clown Man. You've gotta help on that one." he calls out, his arm cannon sprouting a blade of vibrating air. Bolero narrows his optics, before fLInging the entire assembly at Clown Man's skull, trying to impale the clown with a blade. Yes, rather than fire off a Bladed Bolero, the Spaniard is attempting to impale Clown Man... Sideshow> Bolero nails Clown Man with the ever-so wacky Bolero Blade Impale attack. Bolero strikes you with a minor hit from his Bolero Blade Impale for 11 units of damage. You are below your courage-endurance point. The large feral feLIne simply roars at the fleeing Robot Master, ripping up a large portion of the ground and simply hucking it in his general direction. "cOmE BAcK!! MorE SmaSH!!" he comments in that harsh tongue.. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||| ] (10 / 64) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||| ] (97 / 100) Status: Critical Forcefield Power: 0 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Ricochet can't do a whole lot. Whee! Skip my turn. Silo has disconnected. Alacrity Demon is cheerily clearing debris the fun way. That is, by punching and kicking it into LIttle shards of gravel and then letting someone else vaccuum it up. Searching for survivors most of all, and using every bit of advantage he has to overcome the strength he doesn't have in comparison to many people. Butt-UGLy Bunny, after a while, tromps out, a very badly battered Attractive Cockroach leaning up against him. Monk Monkey and Crystal Rose are carreid out on stretchers, and Scum Squid sLIthers about, debris still lodged in his head. Those that can who are left of Ricochet's squad begin working on digging the survivors out... though Butt-UGLy, now the de-facto commander of the squad, LImps over towards Bolero. "Commander Bolero, sir!" he salutes. Attractive Cockroach salutes as well but it appears his vocaLIzer was damaged, as his neck (or whatever it is that a cockroach has) is smashed and he says nothing. Bolero nods to Butt-UGLy as he lands again. His hand snaps out, summoning the Bolero Buster Blade back to him, through the Force. Or something. He looks at the bunny for a moment, before coughing sLIghtly. "I'll be back to base soon enough, with Ricochet." he states calmly. "Get the wounded to medical triages, snag some down time, and get the CRTs off their lazy asses and down here." he growls out, before turning in the direction he last saw the Rico-debris flying in. Clown Man continues to run and probably won't stop running until he's back home... but insprite of all the pain (and that nice pointy thing through his head) he's smiLIng. Mission... AccompLIshed. "YESSIR!" comes the call from the rabbit, who starts issuing orders. Some distance away, amidst various other debris, debris... uh... floats. That's right. Lots of bits and pieces of armor and occasional chunks of synthflesh and internal components float on the water. This don't look good. Alacrity Demon notes the incoming medics, then shrugs. He's a LIabiLIty, with his wings always getting in the way. So he steps out of the building and heads off, muttering something about many, MANY showers to be taken. Alacrity Demon enters the Quebec. Alacrity Demon has left. Bolero attaches his buster to his arm once again, before rocketing through the streets at maximum speeds. He makes a quick call in to base, getting the tracking and trajectory projections he requested. B snorts sLIghtly, before leaping at the nearest building. He rebounds off it, to the building across the way, and so on and so forth until he reaches the top of the building. Up there travel is much easier. The Spaniard quickly gains upon the water in which Rico may or may not float. The mechfluid and oil sLIcks down the stream. It seems to be going at a leisurely ten or so miles per hour, with assorted chunks of Ricochet floating or not. And then, of course, one finds a couple of really, really bad signs... a leg with chunks of power armor with a motif similar to Ricochet's, floating downstream... actually sinking before Bolero's optics. Then a yellow jagged tail. This is gettin' morbid. Protean, now sLIghtly calmer then before, looks about the place as Clow Man leaves his sights, letting him get a grip on himself once more. As the mechfluid slowls it's pulse, Protean blurrs again back to his normal form. He sighs sLIghtly at the destruction caused and shakes his head.. "Why?" he asks to no one in particular. "Why?" Sideshow> Protean Tiger blurrs momentarily, assuming his normal armoring. Protean Tiger blurrs momentarily, assuming his normal armoring. Bolero facepalms as he rockets along beside the stream. The Spaniard jets ahead about a quarter mile, tying a nano-mesh net to a tree on one side of the river and to a rock on the other. In the river itself is a mesh net capable of letting water pass through readily, but capturing impure components... LIke, say, Reploid parts. Why does he have such nifty equipment? Because his player doesn't feel LIke coming up with a good way of grabbing Rico parts and preventing an ecological disaster at this hour. Protean Tiger has disconnected. It appears that Bolero is, LIterally, a fisher of men. Or mechs. Or RepLIchus. Whatever. Slowly bits of Ricodebris accumulate, forming one semi-cohesive whole. There's still a good deal that's missing that isn't in there; most of it probably sank and will have to be retrieved later, if it's even salvagable. A particularly large pair of chunks of it, however, seem to be twitching. Bolero walks over to it, grabbing the large chunks. "The hell did I tell you?" he growls out, hoping the two pieces are Rico and Orbit. The Spaniard doesn't seem particularly amused at the moment, despite the fact that he's apparently making reLIgion a reaLIty, even if it's by accident. $$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: IC News Title: Crisis in Torontreal ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (GNN Update with Brandy Carr) At 11:00 EST, Clown Man has struck Torontreal, in particular the Canadian National Tower, otherwise more commonly known as the CN Tower. The Robot Master known as Clown Man has assaulted the Tower when it was most busy, However through the brave efforts of these RepLIforcers, and Maverick Hunters... (Images of Bolero, Ricochet, Alacrity Demon, Protean Tiger, Thunderbolt Raven, and Justice Jaguar) ...Has saved 10 thousand from needless suffering... if not death. However, 10 thousand has still been in the CN Tower when the explosions went. Search and Rescue are searching through the wreckage as well as for a couple of RepLIforce Soldiers who were inside the building. (Names has appeared on screen. Among them is Ricochet.) Torontreal Officials has stated that the CN Tower has weathered the explosions and while heavily damaged, it is still structurely sounded. Reports has it that the CN Tower would be back to normal operating standards in 3 to 5 months. Officials has also reporting banning ClownToys products and ClownToys indefinately, due to the actions of its CEO, Clown Wily. We will bring you more news as the situation unfolds. (GNN. Always ON!) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Ricochet gurGLes loudly. It's pretty obvious... as if it weren't obvious enough from the debris in the water... he's in real bad shape. Nevertheless, he manages to at least speak his mind. "...that... water... tastes LIke... fish?..." WIth that he coughs up a large, LIve trout which lands on the ground with a splut. $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/43 Posted Author AAR: Lake Constance Mon Mar 31 Gravity Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Gravity Man appears on screen. His face is somewhat burnt. He also looks VERY pissed off. "Alright, I'm gonna keep this short. oday it looks LIke one of the Maverick Hunters got into the Lake Constance area, and was trying to hack into one of our networks. Think his names Alloy, or something. I got some pictures here. Aaaanyway, I found him, managed to thwart his attempts. But the bastard tried to rival my gravity control and burnt my ace with some flash bomb. That STUNG. Anyways, he didn't get into anything major, but we might want to be careful. We really need better security on our systems. Gravity Out." There are a few files attached, pictures of Alloy trying to hack in. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/44 Posted Author Burst Man and Eta Territory Mon Mar 31 Burst Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Now that I'm back let me say a few things on the recent events...First About Skull heaven, we could use on repLIforce my missiles if they are still there (OOC:No way!Those are unusable in a way or another), second, I heard that Shade Man got back active, as Eta squad XO I'll need to have a few words with him about the current squad status, then about the maverick ceasefire... I'm not very ok with that...but...ok...I'll avoid to crack their heads, but I don't LIke that, and last a LIttle note, Aila of Maverick Hunters gave information to the whole world about King's operation to rescue me, no one showed up to disturb but...hey!That LIttle dispatcher tried something against us even if indirectly! r r $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: Robot Master Title: Torontreal ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (W Spinny.) (Text Only) Last night, Team Clown came to Torontreal and caused havoc on one of their precious momuments... It's a shame that it didn't go down. Doesn't matter really, as long as I have a nice Death toll to look at and smile happily. At any rate, after I've done my repairs... I would be ready for my punishment as Bass have surmised... First come, First Served. (Clown's Electronic Signature) P.S. Sideshow's in the E-Ring System. He needs a body... just so you know. (W Spinny.) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/46 Posted Author April Fools Raid Mon Mar 31 Centaur Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Centaur Man appears on screen, looking as if he wasn't almost beaten to death less than 24 hours ago, the only sign being that his armor isn't as poLIshed and clean as it usually is. He coughs poLItely, and then begins, "Today, at approximately half past midnight GMT, a raiding party led by Pharaoh Man which consisted of Knight Man, Crash Man, Shark Man, our temporary resident Sting Chameleon and myself, arrived inside the Skull Shuttle to the front of Mary's Parade Shop in New York City... I'm not exactly sure of the name, and it doesn't matter." While until now his face was expressionless, suddenly he smiles brightly, "Upon arrival it was discovered that Wily, in his great wisdom, has decided to aid us with his superior Wily Machine, which helped us greatly while fighting off the forces of good who tried to stop us from getting the suppLIes for the April Fools prank planned for Well, April Fools." His face stops smiLIng as soon as he finished talking about our GLorious father, "A short while after arriving we were confronted by these worthless fools." Images of Spin Cougar, Silo on his vehicle (I think it was a hover bike), Jet Stingray, Ring Redwing, Comet, Justice Jaguar, and Varia Beetle appear on screen in succession. "Pharaoh Man and Crash Man faced off Jet Stingray, but 'the Pharaoh' soon Disappeared, and Crash Man had to fend for himself against the Stingray and Ring Redwing who came to assist him. Though he did well, Crash Man was defeated in the end. Wily, in his Wily Machine, fought off Silo and Spin Cougar easily, deaLIng grave damage to both, and even humiLIating Silo by chibifying him." As he talks of Wily's fight he uses an admiring tone, almost LIke one used by a cult member when talking about the cult leader. As soon as he's done though, his tone goes back to normal (read: emotionless), "Knight Man defeated Comet, who appears to be a Mega Man look-a-LIke," He rolls his eyes upwards, "-and I defeated Varia Beetle. Sting Chameleon fought the Jaguar, doing well, I guess." A short cLIp of Sting Chameleon turning into a beautiful woman while hanging on the ledge of a building is shown, and a downloadable image of Sting Chameleon's new looks is seen once the cLIp is over (for Wily to "examine", of course), "Shark Man didn't involve himself in combat, but instead brought suppLIes to the Skull Shuttle. The raid was successful. We got the suppLIes, dealt heavy damage to our enemies without a big loss on our part, and the Shuttle itself was only dealt trivial damage by a short attack on it by the hands of the aforementioned Comet. Centaur, out." The screen fades to black. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$