Log started: 4/8/03 12:29:02 PM $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/29 Posted Author Khan Fiasco Mon Apr 07 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Sally Forth, reporting for GNN. Last Night shortly after we followed up on a press release from Khan Industries in regaurds to the StarDroid technology they GLeaned fromt he StarHaven and had used to create a new prototype space vessel, LIghtyears beyond anything the world has ever seen. " The frog reploid smirks a LIttle, the video feed behind her showing a huge man and a small man walking towards the Space Pod, Kennedy Space Center in the background, in orange spacesuits. However, the big one begins spraypainting purple letters on the outside of the craft as the LIttle one boards it and gears for launch. "It outperformed any exit, re-entry orbital vehicle we have ever seen, as Robot Masters apparently infiltrated Khan's operation and took off with the prototype. " The footage continues to the end of the scene, as the Rocket takes off, and then divebombs the crowd who had gathered to watch the crafts maiden voyage. Ballade sits astride it, space helmet gone, with the message 'Wily Rules, B*tch!" sprayed in huge block letters on the side, before the craft disappears once more into the stratosphere. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Tartarus $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 15/10 Posted Author Challenge! Mon Apr 07 Guts Man ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I Guts Man challenge Mega Man to a duel! But it shall not be in Tartarus. In the coming week I Guts Man will take over the part of a city and convert an old garage into my lair. I shall lace the surrounding area with booby traps ranging from platforms and spike pits. In my garage I shall await Mega Man's arrival! There shall be no other outside interference. And if you must Mega Man, you may go seek out Bomb Man first and steal his primary so your chances of stopping me be greatly increased. I will await your response you blue dweeb! $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/30 Posted Author GNN Special Report Tue Apr 08 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "This... is a GNN special report." "A new and disturbing murder in the series of strange 'vampire' crimes has surfaced. Last night, an off-duty London Constable found a the sight of a gristly murder in the White chapel district of East London. Reports indicate that the victim of the Murder was a priest whose name has not yet been released." "At the sight, a message was left for the poLIce to find..." 'Iris' blood was sweet, Mummy Man. And so will be the blood of the girl who you took from me that night. After the girl is dead... YOU will join her and this Priest who helped her...' "Further details are yet unknown, as to who this threat was directed at personally, but it is beLIeved that they have a connection to a foiled attack in the Whitechapel district a few days ago, as well as the assault last night on Switzerland. The poLIce are already searching for the young woman involved in that attack, and we at GNN urge her to report to the poLIce at once, as her LIfe may be in danger." "Further speculation as to who exactly is behind these attacks continues, but evidence is stronGLy pointing at the infamous 'Shade Man' of the Robot Masters. Shade Man reportedly attacked and severely injured the RepLIforce Communications Officer, Iris, during the attack by the Mavericks and Robot Masters on Switzerland last night." "This... was a GNN Special Report." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Oh, yes. Jet. We should have a talk sometime about the other girl in your LIfe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] BroadbandClassic Jet Stingray transmits, "The Church of Bass can bite me. And knowing the members of it, it most LIkely will." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "I will not bite you my son." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "That's the Church of Treble you're thinking of, Apple Pie. We, of the Church of Bass do not bite bite. We order those of the Church of Treble to do so... specifically at the nads. ^_^" [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Nad biting is an ancient ritual meant only for the most evil of heretics." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man chuckles softly, "...Thank you for sharing your... sentiment... Stingray. I long for the day we can meet in combat, then. As to your suggestion... ...I don't hunt fellow Bloodsuckers." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, we all know Shade Man only LIkes young girls or extremely bishie looking men." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "That and Count Chocula cereal." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man transmits, "...Zero would be in trouble, then." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "That he would be." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Only young girls? Oh good, I'm safe then." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Mmmm... ...Chocolate. The only thing I could possibly even CONSIDER eating... ...besides Blood. ...So, Guts Man may have a point. ...As to my prey... my dear Guts Man, I feed on all walks of LIfe... ...I mean, the priest last night was neither a young girl nor a bishounen. ...Renfield took care of his cross quite effectively... ...and then he was mine." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, Rigger's an old wrinkled hag, she should be safe." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Shade Man transmits, "Ahh, Rigger. You are safe because King told me I cannot feast on you... ...I imagine from the sound of your voice that you are QUITE the lovely woman... ...I would take pleasure in it. But, sadly, Orders are Orders." [Radio: (D) GLobal] BroadbandClassic Jet Stingray coughs before giving an awkward pause. "Um, sure, Rigger? ....I'm sure we will, Shade. I fight enough to get a shot at just about everyone bad in this war. As for the Church of the Purple Lame dog, as if. With how many crazy reLIgions you Master cook up, it will only be a matter of time before you make the Met-itarian sect, where all roads lead to Mets or something LIke that." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger mumbles quietly, "No Christmas cookies for Guts this year." Then she clears her throat. "I'm aware, Shade. And quite GLad of that fact as I'm a bit attached to my blood and LIke to keep it all in the same area: Myself." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Oh I already have a cult of tribesmen in the Amazon that worships me." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Sideshow and Clown Man chuckles, "Nah. Rigger's not a old lady." "But we know a old lady." "And here's a picture... which shows why you worship at the Church of Bass." "Because worshipping at the Church of Bass would make you forever young." *transmits picture of a nakkid Deirdre Garneau* "Enjoy." *evil chuckle* [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "Times LIke these I'm GLad I don't have enhancements to make viewing of such data-transmissions possible." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "You need lots of enhancements girl." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "UnLIke many I happen to be quite satisfied with myself as I am, thank you very much." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "You're not Welcome." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Rigger transmits, "And you're not intelLIgent but I suppose we'll both just have to LIve with that fact." [Radio: (D) GLobal] Guts Man transmits, "Oh you wish I weren't intelLIgent, because then I wouldn't be the World Champion of IntelLIgence!" Medical Support - Skull Fortress Between such resident medics as Dust Man and Junk Man, this room is as much a scrap heap as a medical faciLIty, and as much a warzone as a scrap heap. Towards the front are three fully equipped repair tables and an automatic repair chamber, and the room is ringed by cabinets and storage units, if you can get to them through the piles of defunct drones and spare parts. The latest generation of Master medical assistant drones has been specially designed for this environment, with a radar positioning system and an additional pair of drill arms. One wall features three giant diagnostics displays. These can be used to call up known information on both friends and foes. Contents: Contents: Dynamo Man [Standard] [RM] Shade Man [Vampire] [RM] Sword Man [Mysterious] [RM] Tori [Basicblack] [C] Plant Man [Normal] [RM] Dynamo Man's Charger Repair Chamber HydrauLIc Doors : Vehicle Docking - Skull Fortress Reinforced Doors : Teleporters - Skull Fortress North : LIft Landing - Skull Fortress Plant Man sends a radio transmission. Tori receives a radio transmission from Plant Man. Shadow Man arrives from the LIft Landing - Skull Fortress. Shadow Man has arrived. Tori sends a radio transmission to Plant Man. Plant Man receives a radio transmission. Plant Man sends a radio transmission. Tori receives a radio transmission from Plant Man. The speakers crackle again. "Sword? Is that you?" Sword Man nods to Dynamo as he step in. "Good day Sir Dynamo." Turning toward the speakers, he nods...before reaLIzing Plant wouldn't be able to see it. "Indeed, Sir Plant, 'tis I." Tori sends a radio transmission. Plant Man receives a radio transmission from Tori. Dynamo Man calms himself from the verge of giddyness to a simple smile, offering a very poLIte bow. "Kay Ji En Zero Zero One, Dynamo Man," he repLIes. "I've heard good things about you, Tori. What brings you to our medical faciLIties?" Plant Man sends a radio transmission to Tori. Tori receives a radio transmission from Plant Man. The speaker again speaks! "Hello Sword, Dynamo. Tori gives Dynamo Man a genuine smile, though it's a bit tentative. "Pleased to meet you, Dynamo Man. I came by to check up on Plant, and chat with him for a while. I keep hearing how boring it is in the mainframe." Sword Man nods. "Good day, Sir Plant. I wouldst ask if thee were well, if the answer as not obvious as of this moment..." Clown Man and Sideshow skips in... looking rather pleased. "Yo homies Yo! What's up?" Clown calls out. While Sideshow says, "Don't mind him. He's trying out the Hip-Hop Accent..." Tori just look at you. Woo HA! ^_^ Centaur Man arrives from the Teleporters - Skull Fortress. Centaur Man has arrived. There is a large coffin on one of the medical tables. Don't ask. Dynamo Man heads toward the great console where Plant Man's digital remains are, grimly smiLIng to Tori. "How compassionate of you," he repLIes as he opens up one of the larger supply cabinets - giving a weird look to Clown - and produces a pair of legs, Plant's new ones. Dynamo Man drops MedicMet. Shadow Man strides in from the LIft Landing, appearing... well, not at all in need of repair work, for one. He bows briefly to the others gathered, otherwise paying them LIttle attention as he silently heads to the back of the room, throwing open a cabinet and grabbing a W-Tank from one of the shelves. Meanwhile, the white Met is up on one of the medtables, the one with the coffin on it - silently nerping confusedly at what the heck this .. coffin is doing here. The Coffin sits there. Quiet. There is a faint sound coming from within, however. The doors to the Med Bay sLIde open, and as soon as a small crack appears Centaur Man bLInks into the room, obviously not patient enough to wait a spLIt second for the doors to fully open, "Greetings." He says, looking at everyone for a moment before settLIng his gaze on Dynamo Man, "You." He says, "Would you be able to give me a LIst of our brothers who aren't fit for combat at the moment?" Tori GLances aroung the room, noticing it's rapidly becoming busy in here. She smiles poLItely at Clown Man, but stays silent -- also brushing off Dynamo man's comment, probably because of the sarcasm she reads into it. Again, the door opens, and she sees Centaur Man enter. A famiLIar face, but not a Welcome one, all he gets from Tori is a blank stare. She decides to let the noise from the coffin occupy her attention for now. It looks out of place, but she can only assume it's supposed to be here. No one else has commented on it, after all. Sword Man sighs, eying the coffin. "That would most LIkely be Sir Shade, Lady Reah. Pay him no mind for now. This area of the base is many times quite busy, though this is the first time in quite a while I have seen it quite THIS busy..." Clown Man(#142POXaeAC) There is a Android standing before you looking LIke Clown... Almost. For now, he's wearing a backwards cap, dark GLasses, a black tunic, which has been made for a "Boy Band' group (meaning show ample amount of his chest) and black loose pants, made for dancing. He is MC Clown. Whether you fear or not, is up to you. Clown Man just look at you. Woo HA! ^_^ Medicmet continues to examine the coffin, while Dynamo Man arranges various parts and such on the medtable. Out of the corner of his optics, he spots what the Met is doing. "Hey, Medic." 'Norp?' "Leave it alone. I need you to find ; our stores here are empty." 'Norp.' With that, off walks the Met through the doors Centaur bLInked through. The comment from Centaur gets Dynamo's attention, and he looks up toward the quadraped. "Yes? .. Sure, just a moment." Setting down what he was holding, Dynamo goes back to the console, tapping on its keyboard a bit, bringing up injury LIstings and such. "Plant and Pharaoh - well wait a moment .." Evil grin. "Anyway. Plant, Pharaoh, Shade, Shark." He then turns back to Centaur. "Something in mind, brother?" Shadow Man drains the tank with an aura of yellowish energy around his armor and that silly 8-bit bar filLIng sound, then tosses it into the trash heap with the rest of Dust Man's junk. Turning around, he finally notices the coffin in the middle of the room. He pauses, and fishes in one of the pockets of his armor for a moment, finally pulLIng out a small dark green ball, with a hard shell textured LIke rice paper. He opens the coffin LId just sLIghtly, and tosses it in, then lets the LId drop again. Suddenly, the LId of the coffin rises for the briefest moment. The sound from within had stopped. A hand, seeminGLy white GLoved with a vibrant purple forearm attached to it, snaps out and snatches up the Medic Met. The Coffin slams shut with a BOOM! ...a pause. The coffin opens. "Phtueh!," comes from within... LIke the sound of someone spitting... ...and the met fLIes out of the coffin... ...LIkely to land on its white, and sLIghtly scratched, hard hat. (Retcon previous.) Medicmet continues to examine the coffin, while Dynamo Man arranges various parts and such on the medtable. Out of the corner of his optics, he spots what the Met is doing. "Hey, Medic." 'No--' The Met gets snatched promptly, leaving Dynamo Man to just stare. Then it gets spit out, and with a thin norp-wail, lands in the other side of the medbay, waggLIng frantically to right itself. "... Leave it alone ..." helplessly mutters Dynamo. "Now, I need you to get someth--eh?" The comment from Centaur gets Dynamo's attention, and he looks up toward the quadraped. "Yes? .. Sure, just a moment." Setting down what he was holding, Dynamo goes back to the console, tapping on its keyboard a bit, bringing up injury LIstings and such. "Plant and Pharaoh - well wait a moment .." Evil grin. "Anyway. Plant, Pharaoh, Shade, Shark." He then turns back to Centaur. "Something in mind, brother?" Tori nods up at Sword, sighing almost innaudibly. "That can't be a good thing." Too much activity in the medical bay would tend to indicate a lot of repairs being needed. When she notes Shadow Man -- another stranger -- tossing something into the coffin, she scoots a foot or so in the opposite direction. However, as this happens, Shadow Man takes the advantage of throwing something into the Coffin. There is a pause. Smoke rises from the edges of the coffin. The Coffin EXPLODES outward. Shade Man bursts out, flying straight up and cLInging to the ceiLIng with sharp talons and claws! "GAARLIC!!!! I HATE GARLIC!!!! ...SHADOW MAAAAAAAAN!!!!" Clown Man's armor fLIckers before going into what he considers Hip Hop clothing. "Yo my baby yo, just call me The Fresh Clown and this is DJ Sassy Sideshow." Clown says to Tori. Sideshow rolls his eyes and mutters, "Word." "That the person is that coffin is SLIm Shady aka Draceminem. He's raps for blood don't blood don'tcha know." Clown tells Tori before eyeing the coffin, "Word up my undead homie!" Upon noticing the stare Dynamo is giving him Clown quiets down and murmurs, "And of course you know my hook up Swordy, Planty..." he nods to Sword and the Console in question, before waving at Centaur, "And the big man himself, DJ Cool Fifty Cent!" Tori sends a radio transmission. Plant Man receives a radio transmission from Tori. Tori nods slowly to Clown Man. That's right -- smile and nod. Sword Man facepalms at both the Shadow/Shade situation, and Clown. "Clown, would thee cease such nonsense? Sir Shadow, Sir Shade, would thee keep thyselves in LIne? At least keep such behavior out of the medical bay." Sighing, he turns toward Tori. "Sadly enough, such things are all too common..." Shadow Man bLInks in surprise at Shade Man, eyes sLIghtly widened, LIps set neutrally. My, his expression seems to say, was that /you/ in there? Why, I had no idea. Plant Man sends a radio transmission. Tori receives a radio transmission from Plant Man. Centaur Man nods with every name Dynamo Man mentions, and almost smiles when Dynamo Man finishes, "Good." He says, seeminGLy to himself as his eyes grow blank for a few moments, his right arm scratching his chin in that 'deep thought' kind of way. His optics suddenly flash into redness, and he finally seems to register Dynamo Man's question, "Why yes, I do have something pla-" The 'explosion' makes him freeze for a moment before turning to see what has happened. He looks up at Shade Man, before returning his gaze to Dynamo Man, "I see what you mean, he's obviously unfit for combat at the moment." Clown Man is promptly ignored, for the moment, "I am planning a small... Acquisition venture, if you know what I mean." He says, an evil grin creeping up to his face. Tori sends a radio transmission. Plant Man receives a radio transmission from Tori. Plant Man sends a radio transmission. Tori receives a radio transmission from Plant Man. Clown Man gets serious... in that he goes back into Armor and eyes Centaur... "...What sort of Acquisition Venture, if I may inquire Centy?" Clown Man transforms into Master Your desc has been changed to 'Master'. Seeing Shade Man's coffin explode and Clown go hip-hop, as if to say 'I'm surrounded by idiots', Dynamo Man helmpalms. Hard. "Could we /please/ stop taunting Shade Man with garLIc bombs or whatever that was ..." He then looks back to Centaur. "Acquisition is nice at this point in time. I need to finish constructing a few elements for Plant's new body, but other than that, I'm in." Meanwhile Medicmet manages to right itself and GLares at the coffin and then at Shade, norping angrily. Tori reaches up to pat Sword Man's arm gently. "I know, I know. It's not so bad. At least Crash Man isn't here." She GLances around to see if there's any wood to knock on. Sadly, no. Sword Man sighs. "Indeed, Sir Crash's antics would only magnify the exasperation." He then turns toward Centaur, frowning. "I wouldst LIkely advise against such an aquisition attempt, so soon after a battle such as yesterdays." One of the screens on the containment computer fLIckers on, reveaLIng a . . rather cartoony representation of Plant. Dolled up to look LIke Carmen Miranda, no less. Apparently Planty got a bit more of the access commands figured out. One has to wonder if he/she is aware of what's on the screen. A speaker crackles and comes fully to LIfe on the containment unit. "There we go . . no sound, no sound, no-- AH-HA! That worked. Now to find the camera." Shade Man narrows his eyes at Shadow Man, growLIng ominously. "...I'll have to have my Coffin BURNED and get a new one! I'll NEVER get the smell out!! This is the THIRD TIME!!!!" Shade snarls angrilly at Shadow Man, and then spreads his wings and, even in his 'not yet adjusted to his repairs' condition, Shade dives for Shadow! "I'll get you for this, NINJA!" Shade's obvious goal... to tackle/pounce his fellow Shaded/Shadowed Robot Master. Then it would proceed with the scuffLIng and dustcloud. ...that is, if Shadow doesn't dodge... ...Evil Ninja that he is... Shadow Man dodges Shade Man's Grasp attack. Tori is about to answer Sword, but the computer screen grabs her attention and she grins. "Ah, Plant? Are you aware that you have bannanas on your head?" Plant Man's 'avatar' seems a bit LImited in motion, as one hand swings up but doesn't really do anything. "No, I wasn't . . just what /do/ I look LIke, anyways?" "I plan to acquire building materials, but I am going to have to wait for another day." He says, in reply to the questions and Sword Man's comment, "This is good, as it'll give me more time to plan our assault." He begins pondering, but then Plant Man appears on screen. Centaur Man, more than used to Plant Man's antics, isn't moved by the odd appearance, "Greetings, sibLIng." He says, "I haven't talked to you since my reactivation." He walks over to Plant Man's screen, "I hope you've been doing well up until you had to... Leave your body?" As Shade Man dives down at Shadow Man, the Gamma's eyes widen further, now in more than just sarcastic surprise... The Eta Vampire crashes down, and a scuffle ensues, what with the dustcloud and shouting and LIttle stars and spirals and things of that nature. Meanwhile, Shadow Man is standing to the side idly fLIpping a dagger, wondering what Shade Man has against poor Medic Drone #047. Clown Man peers at Plant's Avatar... "You look LIke the ChinilLIa lady..." Clown notes. "I think she sways her hips LIke so..." And starts swaying... Hawaiian style. o.o Sword Man sighs, GLaring at Shadow and Shade. "IF THOU ART FINISHED!!" He shouts, in order to get their attention. "I beLIeve it would be best if thee took thy 'beef', as Sir CLown would say, elsewhere, where it shall not disrupt deLIcate procedures within this room. Plant Man's avatar bLInks, not really focusing on any one thing. But then, it is a pretty poor representation. "I think ERWIN's been playing with the programs again . . I've been fine, Centaur. Just busy." "I see," says Dynamo Man. "I'll be waiting until then---" He halts on seeing the free-for-all between Shade and Shadow - wait. Isn't Shadow over there? But he was there. Oh nerp it, he thinks, and goes back to doing repair work on Plant's new body. Shade bLInks, GROWLING at the Medic Drone he has been scuffLIng with... and tosses it away in disgust even as he turns and GLARES Angry Vampire Death at Shadow Man. "...I WILL get you for this, Shadow Man! ...I promise!" Shade then snaps his gaze to Sword... ...and calms visibily, taking himself in hand. Reaching up to straighten an imagionary nobleman's suit and pinioning his wings... his batLIke ears on either side of his helmeted head twitching visibly in agitation. "...As you say, Sword Man." Shade turns his GLare on Shadow, "...I must go an get a new coffin..." Clown Man stops swaying and nods. "Yeah. Espically if you damage Planty's body during your rough housing. There IS a Training Room, you know." Centaur Man smiles, "That is good to hear." He then turns to leave, "I shall see you all at a later, undetermined time." He says, and bLInks again as soon as the doors sLIde open to a crack. Clown Man momentarily bLInks. (Since when I've started getting serious? Oh man I'm becoming a Clown version of Sword! Sooner or later I gain... *shudder* ...honor.)oo. MedicMet is still GLaring at Shade. Shadow Man shrugs at Shade. He turns to go, but just before heading out, bows formally to his brother to show there are no hard feeLIngs, right arm crossed over his waist in imitation of the vampire's own style. Centaur Man has left. Shade pauses for a moment, watching Shadow as if considering, then returns the bow as Shadow leaves. Shade LIkes Shadow... but he can be quite... irritating to the Vampire's sensibiLIties with the jokes he pulls at times. Turning then, he cloaks his wings about himself... and bLInks at the Medic Met. Shade then GLares right back... ...his eyes flash red for a moment... and twin beams of energy launch out for the Medic Met's eyes. And just when she'd thought things were calming down! Tori starts at the minor display of pyrotechnics, but mostly she watches Shade and Shadow depart with quiet curiosity. Sword Man shouts out to the two of them, turning immediately on his heels and pointing toward the LIft. "NOW!" He mutters, turning back to Plant. "Yes, Sir Number's strange and many times unnecessary humor..." Top Man arrives from the Teleporters - Skull Fortress. Top Man has arrived. Plant Man's avatar shrugs. "It can be fun, sometimes it's just stupid." MedicMet continues to GLare - until the beams come in. Optics widen for a moment, and when the beams hit, MedicMet is stone cold and stationary. Meanwhile Dynamo Man just stares at Shade and Medic. "Well, I see you two have come to an understanding. If you want something to beat up on, take brother Sword's advice and go to the training room." Shade shakes his head slowly, then looks to Dynamo and Sword... and bows slowly and formerly to both. "My... apologies... ...merely out of sorts with... Shadow's antics." Shade shakes his head, muttering softly. "...The Met will be fine in a few moments..." Shadow Man enters the LIft Landing - Skull Fortress. Shadow Man has left. Top Man has disconnected. Dynamo Man shrugs. "He needs to learn not to do that." Back to his work. Clown Man regards Sword, "I'm becoming serious. I'm starting to disLIke you for that." He smiles sLIghtly as if to say that it was a joke... but he is getting serious... And who knows where that would lead? Shark Man arrives from the Teleporters - Skull Fortress. Shark Man has arrived. Sword Man sighs. "You act as if that is a curse to thee, Sir Clown." Shaking his head, he turns back to Plant. "I wouldst advise thee talk to Sir Number of his methods and quirks sometime. Such antics to not assist in raising morale." Tori turns back to the screen, idly smoothing some wrinkles out of her dress. "Have you got the camera working yet, Plant?" Plant Man says, "I will, but some of the things he has put in here are fun. It's just most are for tormenting -no, not yet. I've found the thing, but it's passworded." Shade shakes his head a moment, frowning. Turning, he snaps... and surprisinGLy, a large metal coffin rises from the ground beside him. Don't ask how, exactly... merely one of the new effects added to Shade Man in his recent slumber. The coffin slowly opens, and from it... shambles a Zombie. Of course, its a Zombie Joe, but thats not the point. Shade smirks, then points at the wooden coffin he was only recently sleeping in, "You. Take that down to the Furnace area. Burn it." The Zombie Joe grooooans softly, and shambles towards the other coffin... LIfting it easily in massive hands, then shambLIng back over to the larger, metal coffin it arrived in. The LId of that coffin closes as the Zombie Joe vanishes into it... then the metal coffin sinks away as if it was never there. "Its so hard to find good help these days." Shade then pauses, looking back to the group, his ears twitching. He then notes... Tori. A slow eyebrow arches, and a smile spreads on his LIps, "...And who is this?" Well, it kinda is. See, Clown's greatest strength is his unpredictabiLIty. And it works well for him. Now, that Clown is getting serious... his unpredictableness is levelLIng off... and he is slowly but surely becoming... predictable. If this continues onward Clown will take his place among the other Lame Master... QUINT. Only instead of just being short... Clown has long arms and a Monkey. At that, Quint would be seen as a IMPROVEMENT. Clown shudders once more, "You don't want to know how much of a curse it is on me, Swordy. BeLIeve me..." the LIttle clown murmurs. Sword Man sighs, shaking his head at Clown. "As you wish, Sir Clown." He looks about the bay and frowns. "Perhaps I shouldst take mine leave as well for now. I still have much to do..." He gives a quick bow, much LIke how Shade would (though without the inherent creepiness), before stepping out the door himself. Plant Man has disconnected. There are times when a person can just /feel/ themselves being eyed up, and for Tori this is one of them. Slowly, she turns to Shade Man, feeLIng a LIttle spooked. She certainly wasn't trying to draw anyone's attention, after all. She waves to Sword as he makes his way toward the door. Sword Man turns about before he leaves, eyeing Shade. "I would advise against what you seem to thinking, Sir Shade. She is our Lord's personal assistant. Any harrassmant will LIkely be highly looked down upon." THen, with that, he's gone. Chivalry isn't dead, it's just been master-ized. Shade Man looks at Tori for a long moment, the Vampire obviously drinking her in with his eyes. A slow smile spreads on his LIps, fangs flashing softly. Shade then pauses, looking to Sword, and returns the bow with a sweeping one of his own to the honorable Robot Master. "...Farewell for now, Sword." Shade then pauses, turning back to Tori. Shade Man slowly walks towards her, unfurLIng his wings as he offers a slow bow to her, "Greetings, my dear... ...I am Shade Man... ...forgive me for not mentioning sooner. May I ask who you might b--...?" Shade pauses, looking towards Sword as he mentions who Tori is, and Shade's eyebrow arches a LIttle higher. "...The assistant of our Sire... ...Why I wouldn't think of it, Sword Man!" Shade then looks to Tori, and smiles, "A pleasure indeed to meet you, my dear... ...may I ask thy name?" Dynamo Man has disconnected. Clown Man smirks to himself as he and Sideshow proceeds to step out as well. "Let's go, Showy." He GLances back at Shady and Tori, "Now you two crazy kids behave yourselves." And with that... Team Clown is gone. More reluctantly than usual, Tori holds out her hand to the Robot Master. "Tori Reah. As Sword Man says, I'm Doctor Wily's secretary. Pleased to meet you." As Robot Masters go, she reminds herself, one could be hit on in worse ways. Crash Man being the obvious example. Common Room - Skull Fortress This room seems more LIke something you'd find in a civiLIan home than a miLItary base. Most of it is occupied by materials smugGLed in over time by individual Masters, including a chess set, dart board, go board, cooler, pool and air hockey tables, several of Magnet Man's spare video game systems, and Spring Man's weights bench. A long couch faces the television, with other chairs scattered here and there. The floor is entirely carpeted, and the walls decorated with posters of popular modern bands LIke Avalon and Ironica. The Karaoke machine has taken quite a beating, as if someone would rather die than allow it to remain operational. Half of the southern wall of the room, strangely enough, is occupied by a stove, refrigerator, microwave, and a few well-stocked cupboards; perhaps in a faction mostly composed of robots, cooking is considered more a hobby than anything else. Contents: Contents: Tori [Basicblack] [C] Mister Joe Large cooler Othello Board Chess Board LInt Store Pool Table Reinforced Doors : Training Room - Skull Fortress East : Great Hall - Skull Fortress $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/60 Posted Author Wanted Tue Apr 08 Uranus ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Attack suggestions for the Yellow and Green Devils. Attacks should be level 2-6 and match the general theme of the Devils. @mail suggestions to me. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/28 Posted Author Swiss News! Tue Apr 08 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The LIttle news jinGLe plays, and Chest appears on the screen, flanked by his Ten out of Ten co-anchor, who, as always, does nothing aside from look pretty. "Our top story tonight, the terrorist group known as the Mavericks made an attack on Swiss soil, and contrary to usual procedure, they actually did call for outside help. It appears that Interpol, RepLIforce and the Maverick Hunters may have saved Switzerland from much pain and suffering as they responded to the call. While the battle was bloody for both sides, the forces of Good were the victors. Top secret GNN sources indicate that the Swiss Government, in appreciation of the aid they received, donated two powerful pieces of MiLItary hardware to Interpol control. Furthermore, it appears that Switzerland itself may be finally prepared to join the United Nations, as signs indicate they are on the verge of applying for membership. No doubt at least partially due to the efforts of RepLIforce, The Hunters and Interpol. We'll keep you informed of the situation as it develops..." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ "This is GNN from Seoul, a Cargo plane arrived in the skies above the tourist district and started dropping phamplets, it appears to be Robot Master Propaganda!" The reporter shows one of the sheets, there are 2 pictures on it and some inscriptions, the first picture shows a photo of a devastated area in BerLIn and reads "Robot Masters could achieve this, RepLIforce and Hunters couldn't" The reporter comments "This appears to be a picture from the Robot Master attack on Mav-BerLIn some months ago" Then the second picture shows a picture of General fallen to the ground unconscious and reads "RepLIforce obtained this from battLIng Robot Masters" the reporter explains again "And this should be a picture of what happened in Cairo just some days ago." at the bottom of the pamplet there is written "Join Robot Masters! Be on the winning side!" the camera turns and follows the plane that drops another pack of phamplets on the crowds, many people is actually reading them... $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Robot Master $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 12/61 Posted Author Seoul Propaganda Effort Wed Apr 09 Quint ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *Wily spinny!* *Quint! Looking entirely too amused, too. And is that a parachute he's wearing?* "Hey, kids. Burst and I decided to offer Seoul a few .. thousand .. leaflets for propaganda purposes. RepLIforce showed up, and shot down our plane. It crashed, and quite spectacularly, too. It'll probably be on the news. If anyone tries to blame us for doing something illegal, we made sure we were legal-LIke this time." A breath. "LIscenced, rented, stamped and perfectly legal-LIke. For once. Anyway, I don't know how successful the propaganda aspect was, but there was certainly one HELL of a fireball!" *BLIp* *Photo of said fireball. It is indeed, one hell of a fireball.* *Spinny!* $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/29 Posted Author Disaster in Seoul! Wed Apr 09 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *This is GNN!* *Camera pans to what must be a LIve broadcast from downtown Seoul's tourist district, where it can be seen several buildings have been damaged, a few utterly destroyed. The forepart of a cargo plane can be seen resting in a parking lot nearby.* "This is Camera Chameleon LIve from Seoul, where tragedy has again struck this fair city. In yet another attempt at swaying the populace, the Robot Masters LIttered the city in pamphlets, where they outLIned their superiority. Although flying far below regulations' allowance and creating a disturbance, the Robot Masters aparently meant no hostiLIties." *The cameraman and speaker remain out of sight, as the camera pans over the damage done. RepLIforce and UN medics can be seen searching through the wreckage for survivors.* "In response to this ... threat ... the RepLIforce, instead of simply waiting for the Masters to leave, opened fired on the large cargo plane that they had been using to distribute their leaflets. Despite the efforts of those gathered, the plane crashed, as you can see, leaving destruction, death and tragedy in its wake. Though the Robot Masters escaped, they left a bloody legacy in their wake, but is it truly only their responsibiLIty?" "This is Camera Chameleon, from Seoul." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Wood Man bLInks and looks to Tori, a bit surprised, maybe even startled. "Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there." He sets one of the kegs on the table. The sound of the sloshing lets you know it's half-empty. He waves a bit to those assembled. "I was just thinking. Hello, Tori, Sword," Wood leans a bit, "Tinky-Winky Man..." Sword Man nods to both Ballade and Wood as they enter. "Good day Commander Ballade, SIr Wood..." He then notices Woodsy's odd behavior. "....art thou drunk, Sir Wood?" Tori turns to lean with her back against the counter, rather than her elbow, when Ballade enters. Wood's greeting and apparent drunkeness get a smile out of her, at first, until he nicknames Ballade. She GLances over at the ELIte and bites her lower LIp, hard. The corners of her mouth are still making a vaLIant effort to turn upwards. Ballade nods respectfully to Sword Man, and raises a hand in acknowledgement. However his attention is quickly drawn to Wood Man as well. "What's the celebration in aid of?" he asks, looking at the Keg on the table with sLIght trepidation. Pharaoh Man has disconnected. Number Man arrives from the Great Hall - Skull Fortress. Number Man has arrived. Sword Man just shakes his head a bit before returning his GLass to the sink and washing it out. He leaves the wine out in case Tori still wants some, though. Tori finishes her wine, refills her goblet, and breathes a silent sigh of reLIef. But she does wonder if there's any particular reason Wood Man is here, drunk, and about to get drunker. Number Man wanders into the room, busily cracking radio frequencies. Ballade frowns sLIghtly, "Do you intend to drink, all of that?" the ELIte's expression becomes a s LIghtly irritated scowl as he spots the second keg, mentally kicking himself for not seeing /that/ earLIer. But he doesn't correct himself, as he waits for his words to pierce through the Beta Master's booze addled processors. "As drunk as a Mephitis mephitis," High Oak quips. He uncorks the keg, and the deadly wafts of the finest vodka (It doubles as paint remover!) seep out. He pours out a shot GLass' worth of the stuff. "Does one need a 'celebration' for inebriation, Ballade? I shall drink all that I shall, and not a drop less nor more!" "He probably does," states the LIttle clown as he walks in, frowning. "Then again, you can't stop Wood from drinking... he got that from Crash after all." Number Man pauses. "It's days LIke this that I am GLad I was built without a mouth." He watches High Oak curiously, moving over to a seat to rest at. Sword Man shakes his head, staring at the keg in Woodsy's hand. "Inebriation is an unnecessary and unhealthy practice, you reaLIze." Tori can pick up the tingLIng smell of the vodka from several feet away, and it makes her lean in closer. It reminds her of her college days, even though nothing she had back then was nearly as good as this smells. "Mmm. You've got the right stuff for the job, Wood Man." She puts a more dedicated effort into finishing her wine. If it's his time off, and if it makes him happy, who's she to complain? Besides, she wants some. Shark Man has disconnected.