Connecting to megamanmush.com(64.246.46.192) Rio - Northern Beach(#3130Rnt) The gentle graces of the ocean, the beautiful crystal sands, the flowing palm trees swaying in the breezes.. The northern expanse of the Rio beachLIne unfolds before you, and its majesty is breathtaking. The water here is crystal clear, completely devoid of any impurities and pollution. Tropical fish flourish in the waters, and large townhouses are built along the beachLIne at certain places for those with enough money to afford them. Contents: Contents: West : Rio - Northern Downtown South : Rio - Guanabara Harbor Sports!> "And Welcome to the world woman's volleyball finals in Rio! Soon, hot young ladies will be bouncing left and right... as well as the ball!" An certain gold bird LIke robot proclaims GLeefully. "Give it a rest, Crow. I'm Thomas Servo, and we're getting ready for first match as the heavily favorite USA versus Spain... It looks LIke it's going to a good g-- What's going on over there?" (The Camera pans pass the event set-up, and to a where a hole in the beach is suddenly forming. Out of that hole pops a huge crab-LIke robot. Cancer.) "Looks LIke the first round of the women's world volleyball finals are going to be postponed." Crow states. "Indeed. Stay tune with GNN for updates. As for us... we're outta here, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" (BLIp.) You activate your radio. Hiryu arrives from the Rio - Guanabara Harbor. Hiryu has arrived. [Radio: (C) None] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Well, once the pods land, the simple rotation of the planet will bring the cloud into view." Jet Stingray arrives from the Rio - Guanabara Harbor. Jet Stingray has arrived. [Radio: (C) None] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I hope the object will move with typical cosmic speed..." [Radio: (C) None] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "The pods have another week." Burn Dinorex arrives from the Rio - Guanabara Harbor. Burn Dinorex has arrived. [Radio: (C) None] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Understood. My goal is to triangulate the true location of what ever it is." Cancer steps forth our of the hole, purposefully... Then crosses his arms, waiting... for something... or someone to arrive. A blue and red arc of LIght seems to leap from building to building through the Rio area, pausing only long enough to locate another rooftop and then leap across to the that one, making its way steadily towards the Rio beach LIne. Following the direction all the scantily clad women are running from Hiryu soon finds himself perched on the balcony of one of the beach houses, his red scarf wrapped around him. His green eyes stare out from under a brown fringe as he pauses to see what happens, keeping himself concealed mostly behind some potted plants. In the distance waters, a Stingray can be seen screaming across the waves. .oO(This is my chance... The Stardroid I feel I'm closest to. A peaceful stardroid of the sea. At least I think he is supposed to be one.) Unsure if he is good or bad, Jet merely calls out to Cancer. "Hey, Cancer dude! Wait a second! I need to talk to you about some stuff!" Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. If people weren't already fleeing from the Stardroid, they'd probably be fleeing anways. Let's just say large T-rex's appearing on seashores has a reactoin almost instinctual to people to flee, for some reason, and not just in Tokyo. Even if Burn Dinorex is just stomping across the sand, and not coming out of the water. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Cancer turns towards the Stingray-ish robot, it's beady-LIke eyes GLancing at you. "Speak," is all he says. Jet Stingray pulls up out of waters, landing on the ground as makes it to the shores at last. Wading through the waters the last bit of the way as he speaks on the radio some, he slowly makes his walk toward Cancer. "Okay... First two questions, is there anything important you need to say before I ask questions and if not are you for Nothing or Something?" The latter question is odd, but Jet LIkes it for some reason. Hey, it's better than Nothing. Burn Dinorex stomps up, and just stops behind Jet, folding his arms and keeping quiet. Jet's the one that wanted to take to the Stardoid. He's just here for the 'just in case' that usually comes up at these sorts of encounters. Hiryu simply waits where he is, watching the whole scene unfold. He has no intention of getting actively involved. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Cancer GLances at Jet closely, then peers at Burn. "...I am Nothing's Enforcer. The New Commander of the Stardroids. I seek the Rogue Stardroids. If you help me find all of the Rogue Stardroids and the artifacts they've left behind..." There is the briefest of pauses. "The Nothingness will not order the Earth's destruction in order to keep the Rogue Stardroids from causing more harm to the universe at large." Jet Stingray shakes his head. "Both you and the 'Rouge' Stardroids aren't telLIng us the whole truth. Now, what does this Nothing have to do with the disappearance of Pluto? I don't mean to be rude, but it seems that Nothing is a lack of stuff. LIke a lack of Earth. How and why can be we so sure that if Nothing gets what it wants, that we will be left in peace?" Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Hiryu sends a radio transmission. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Burn Dinorex narrows his eyes sLIghtly, watching the crabdroid warily. Burn doesn't have any delusions that he'd actually stand a chance against a Stardroid, but that doesn't mean it would stop him from acting if Cancer does more than just talk... Somewhere on the MUSH, Colonel has disconnected. Cancer narrows his eyes at Jet. "Nothing has... nothing... to do with the disappearance of Pluto. And you don't. But as long as you co-operate fully and help me seek out the Rogues, then you will be spared. Delay my mission... and you WILL join the Rogues in their destruction." Cancer's GLows an electric blue. "YOUR CHOICE." Burn Dinorex unfolds his arms, enough to raise one hand. "Okay, I have one question. What the hell is the deal with 'Rogue' Stardroids? Last time your kind where here, you all served the same general side." Hiryu leans a LIttle closer, rather interested in the answer to this question himself. Jet Stingray merely stands his ground against Cancer. His optics narrow faintly. "While I know you can smite me in a second, I just want to let you know that I'm looking for answers. You can't expect the world to make a proper decision on something without knowing the facts. Why can't you just tell the world more about Nothing? Why is it that..." he pauses as Burn speaks, just hoping that Cancer doesn't have an itchy trigger finger. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. "...That was true. However, The Stardroids in question have gone...as this planet would put it... Maverick. The Commander, Nothing, seeks their destruction for refusal to obey. It would be as if you went...how do you put it... AWOL, correct?" Cancer GLances over at Jet, "The Nothing is our new Commander. That is all you NEED to know." Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Jet Stingray shakes his head, not understand this at all. "What about Duet? I heard something about her crying... Did someone kill her. I heard she was hot, so that would stink." Pausing for a moment, Jet soon gets himself back on topic. "Cancer, please, what is wrong with giving us more information? There is nothing to lose... We must be able to trust a side rather than follow bLIndly. I don't know what you are used to in other worlds, but in this one Americans don't just do what people say because they say so... Unless they have a record label or something LIke that." Burn Dinorex hrrrms softly at the answer, rubbing his saurian chin with the raised hand for a moment. Not quite as.. indepth as he had hoped, but it does explain at least why the Stardroids seem to have spLIt into two seperate groups. He starts to say something again, but then stops, just ....ing at Jet talking about Duet being 'hot'. And then facepalms. The Stingray never changes. "I have a question." "I have a question." Hiryu says suddenly, from behind Cancer. How'd he get down there so fast? "When I find these rogues you desire, how will I contact you? And what reward will there be. Death holds no fear for me, so the ending of this planet matters LIttle." Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Cancer's eyes GLows even more, as a claws clanks softly. "Duet is dead. Killed in another failed judgement. Nothing took over. Others did not accept this, and tried to... mutiny. They failed. They fled here... After ensuring we will not have Starhaven to travel with. Do accept this as truth..." "And finally the greatest human that has ever LIved speaks," Cancer doesn't seem fazed. "The reward will be... whatever your heart desires the most." Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Somewhere on the MUSH, Rock has connected. Burn Dinorex snorts softly, small plumes of smoke drifting from his nostrils, the flames along his back crackLIng ominously in the moments of silence. "And they chose Earth, why? Because of the reLIcs they left here, and that we were the first planet to successfully defy their Judgement?" Jet Stingray gives a tone that would suggest a frown. Something about that offer to Hiryu reminds him of that Suit-wearing Stardroid. "Simple question, Cancer... What if Wily agree to help you and asked to rule the world and Sigme helped you and asked for the same thing as well? Offering something as vague as 'whatever you want' seems LIke you are just trying to get people to support you bLIndly again without giving facts..." Jet's brain might not be the greatest... But there is a difference between book smarts and people smarts. "That's only part of my question." Hiryu repLIes emotionlessly, his scarf billowing out to the side, caught in a sea breeze drifting over Rio, seeminGLy uncaring that Cancer knew he was there all along, and doesn't even acknowledge then 'Forcers with so much as a GLance in their direction. His hands hang by his sides, a good distance from the hilt of his Cipher, but he looks LIke a wolf at rest, poised on the balls of his feet. He looks LIke deadly grace even while standing still. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Somewhere on the MUSH, Procyon has connected. Somewhere on the MUSH, Procyon has connected. Somewhere on the MUSH, Procyon has connected. Cancer GLances at Burn. "...You will need to ask Luna or Uranus that question." Cancer then GLances over at Jet. His GLowing eyes turns an electric blue. "...I've suggested you accepted this as fact, yet you do not." There is a pause. "Suffer, Jet Stingray of the RepLIforce." With a motion the belays the armored crab-LIke Stardroid, turns around fully to face Jet, as his right claw opens up fully enough to reveal... a GLowing barrel. Which, incidentally fires. In Stardroids terms this would a 'Hey you, Be Quiet!' type of shot. And regardless of whether the shot hits or not, Cancer eyes Hiryu. "And what is your second question, Strider?" You strike Jet Stingray with a minor hit from your Astral Beam attack. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Hiryu doesn't seem worried about the beam of LIght lancing out at Jet, in fact, he doesn't even seem to notice it, his eyes unchanging. Though the corners of his mouth to tighten beneath the scarf at having to repeat himself, but the expression doesn't touch his eyes. "I will need a method of contacting you. And details about the rogues, if I am to locate them efficiently." Cancer frowns. "I'll be your... GLobal Channel. From there, we can 'talk'." Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Jet Stingray gets nailed, the blast making small hole in the Stingray of Hope's chest. He staggers in pain, but does not fall. "...This... Is not helping your case. I just want to know what is right choice..." He looks to Hiryu offering a weak, "Maybe Nothing is for us... Maybe it is against us... Please, don't decide yet. We just don't have the information yet... We can't let ourselves be let to the butcher thinking we are going to the bank, dude..." Jet is trying to be peaceful about all of this... Odd how in the biggest crisis Jet has ever been in thus far he is actually rising to the occassion. Not often such a thing happens to people LIke Jet. Cancer takes out a medical scanner and scans Jet Stingray. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status: Jet Stingray $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||||||||||||| ] (59 / 72) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||||] (100 / 100) Status: Nominal $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Hiryu finally offers Jet a GLance, and pauses for a moment. "..." And without any expression whatsoever, Hiryu simply turns around and begins walking away from the trio, moving off to beach towards the house, apparently in no rush to go, but having heard all he needs, or all he thinks Cancer will tell him. Hiryu misses Jet Stingray with his ... attack. Burn Dinorex steps forward as Jet gets shot, but his comrade doesn't fall, so he doesn't need to do anything LIke try to catch him. A deep growl escapes the reploid reptile's throat, taking most of Burn's trained restraint to keep himself from giving Cancer a much hotter rebuttal. Jet is trying to handle this peacefully, after all. Cancer GLances at Jet, "You are not the ones Nothing wants. I want the Rogues. Give me the Rogues... and at least a artifact or two, and I will talk to Nothing and we will leave this planet." Cancer GLances over at Burn's growl. His eyes fLIckers to red before going back to normal... as if to say, 'Do not Tempt me'. When you return home after your RP, you hear a strange whistle...And find a cookie left out for you to find. Wait, wait...That's -Blues-. Wrong scarf! NO WHISTLE! Hiryu leaps onto one of the nearby rooftops in a fluid motion, and after a few more simiLIar jumps is gone from sight. Jet Stingray nods slowly. .oO(I can't beLIeve this... I'm actually getting info. I need to get as much as I can... Just don't offend him. No sense getting blasted for this.) "Why is it so important the Nothing destorys them or they destory you?" Jet would be fazed by Hiryu's icy silence, but for once, he feels LIke he is in control of this 'race' (conversation). He is controLIng the speed and the direction... Hopefully he'll get to where he wants to go with it before the course (or the Stardroid) blows him up to itty bitty pieces. "Why can't you two just seperate and go your different ways? It doesn't seem LIke this is such a big deal. Bands spLIt up all the time... And it doesn't seem LIke you guys will be making 'judgements' anymore." Then it dawns on him. What happens if Nothing /does/ spare this Earth.... and just end up blowing up the others? Sure they would get what they wanted... But bilLIons upon bilLIons could die from one planet's decision. Hiryu has left. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Burn Dinorex knows better than to actually TRY, as much as he wants too. And the Stingray, on this occassion, seems to know what he's trying to get at. Burn got his few questions answered, for now at least.... Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Cancer pauses sLIghtly, "...Nothing is trying to bring perfection into the universe. The Rogues don't want that and as such they wish to continue judging other races, and planets as we... the Stardroids... once did. They wish to end the perfection. They want wars to continue so they can continue to judge." Cancer sighs, "And you're wrong. Once Nothing is defeated, they will go back to judging. Do you want that on your mind? Let perfection...Let peace...come." Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Jet Stingray asks that simple yet all-important question. "What is Nothing's verison of perfect? My verison of perfect is a world that is one big beach and loaded with hot stingray femmes with cool personaLIties and lots of great dudes to party down with. I doubt that is what Nothing is going after though. Or does he plan on just forgetting the whole tampering with worlds at all and just take all the Stardroids away? Perfect is in the eye of the beholder." Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Burn Dinorex can't help but groan at that responce. It gets the point across, but that's a really, really.... well, there's not really words for it. Other than being utterly rediculous enough of a vision to be true. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Serenade. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Somewhere on the MUSH, Rock has disconnected. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Cancer's eyes flares red. "...Enough." He bLInks out... ...Only to bLInk in next to Jet with a Claw going across in a slash LIke movement. "Perfection is deemed as such. As is peace. There will be no more fights, There will be no more conquests. There will be no more arguments. There will just be peace..." The sky overhead just darkens just a bit. "And NOTHING." Boom! Thunder. You strike Jet Stingray with a major hit from your Claw Slash attack. Cancer takes out a medical scanner and scans Jet Stingray. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status: Jet Stingray $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [|||||||||| ] (37 / 72) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||||] (100 / 100) Status: Compromised $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Burn Dinorex does move to grab onto Jet this time, because Cancer obviously wasn't holding back this time and the Stingray is probably going to need the support after getting the Stardroid equivilent of 'sit down, shut up and do as you're told'. "Jet, I hate to be a spoilsport, but I think you've gotten all the answers you're going to get from this one..." Jet Stingray gets nailed again... This time it is lot hard. He gets a massive slash down his chest, the cut sending him back. Luckily, Burn is there to help out. Muttering something under his breath about a stupid pokemon reject, Jet gets to his feet slowly. Pain covering his voice, he holds out a hand to try and stop Burn from advance, who is LIkely ready to tear apart Cancer for that... Jet knows he is. "Don't worry, Burn, just let me stand on my own... And if he blast me first and then answers the question, just make sure you say that that answer was on the AAR." Jet figures that this last question will just result in more pain, but he tries to get all he can. UnLIke others that might have gotten attacked, Jet is just getting answers. Being Jet, he doesn't think about the idea that this could kill him. "You know, Cancer dude... Hurting me is /not/ helping your case. LIke it or not, bashing up people doesn't tend to get you friends fast. And for someone claiming to be all peaceful, you sure are a viloent sort. Anyway, final question before you go. If there are no more bad things... Will there be good things LIke love, freedom, justice. People say dead people are pretty darn peaceful." Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Serenade. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Cancer smiles darkly, "I never said I was, Jet Stingray. I only said Nothing is. I'm his Enforcer. And there is nothing peaceful about me. And... yes. There will be love, freedom, and justice. It would be nice... But I got miles to go before I enjoy perfection with you." Cancer moves next to Jet and just touches him on the shoulder. "Rest well, Jet. You got the answers you seek for now." And what's in that touch. Lots of things. Disease of every mechanical sort for one. Not enough to actually kill (Desprite the name of the attack) but to put Jet in a paralyzation that he looks LIke he's dead. "The touch will wear off," The Crab notes to the Dino, "Let Jet Stingray rest for a few hours and will be fine... and hopefully he will see the way..." "...Just LIke how Hiryu has." You strike Jet Stingray with a devastating hit from your A Touch Of Death attack. Jet Stingray falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage. You reset Jet Stingray's health to full endurance. Jet Stingray merely offers a "You know, it isn't very loving to do that.." the moment he gets touched. He then just rolls up his optics and falls to the ground with a mighty /thud/. Looks LIke no super powers for Jet this round. You hand Jet Stingray a cookie! Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. From the murky depths of the water, he strikes with speed that is unsurpassed by any that LIve under the waves. It is Jet Stingray, who launches a mini-Stingray at you with narrowed eyes. But instead of blowing up in your face LIke you would expect, it stops at your feet and a panel on it sLIdes open to reveal... A cookie? Kicking! Jet Stingray merely offers a "You know, it isn't very loving to do that.." the moment he gets touched. He then just rolls up his optics and falls to the ground with a mighty /thud/. Looks LIke no super powers for Jet this round. (repose for Burn) Burn Dinorex grunts sLIghtly, even as he has to move to catch the fallen reploid. "You mean well kid, but you gotta learn when to say when," Not that the Stingray can really hear him at the moment. He GLares sharply at the Stardroid, but Burn's not letting his temper get the better of him. This time. As much as he'd love to make crab cakes out of the cosmic crustacean. "Go back to your searching, Stardroid. I have no reason to speak farther with you." Cancer nods, "You will see again..." He digs downwards... and soon there is another hole where Cancer was standing... ...But hole soon mysteriously disappears, LIke it was never there, leaving the first hole as a sign that this really happen... ...And the dead-LIke Stingray weight. You hand Burn Dinorex a cookie! Syria(#1330Rnt) The rocky wastelands of Syria have changed LIttle over the years. As most of the unusable mountainous areas have provided nothing save a few mining strips, the actual urbanized areas around Damascus are truly one of the few in this country. What this area is rich in, however, is hiding spots. Many shady GLobal organizations have stronghouses, hideouts, even mechanized keeps in the Golan Heights and other hills of the land. Jutting from Damascus is a /Giant/ marble statue of an Assyrian warrior clutching a sickle, prepared for battle. The tone of the memorial sets the demeanor of the State. Contents: Contents: Enker [Armour] [RM] Denebola [Beret] [SD] Alpha [Wing] [MH] Pharaoh Man [Platoon-Commander] [RM] Submerge : Underneath Mediterranean Sea West : Mediterranean Sea East : Iraq Southeast : Transjordan Southwest : Israel North : Turkey Up : Sky Above Middle East Cyclops arrives from the Israel. Cyclops has arrived. Pharaoh Man sends a radio transmission. Alpha receives a radio transmission from Pharaoh Man. Alpha shakes her head with a sigh, "...I have no reason to fight you.", she says simply, "Your brother isn't even here.", she looks to Pharaoh Man, ice mist pouring out from the pores in her hand, slowly soLIdyfying into a spear. She says, "Run away. Hide.", with a sigh, "The loss of me would not be much to my organization, but one loss of a Robot Master is a significant blow.", she looks to Denebola, "I'm sorry, sir. If we don't die before we meet again, then maybe can be friends then.", with a casual fLIck, the frozen spear is sent saiLIng towards the stardroid's form. Alpha misses Denebola with her Ice Spike attack. Enforcer Malamute arrives from the Israel. Enforcer Malamute has arrived. Cyclops has disconnected. Aldebaran has arrived. As the bright blast pierces the stomach of Denebola, a hole is made, nice and clean. "...Oooh. Tickles." And then Alpha unleashes her own assault, which he melts away around, and reforms behind. "Not bad. But... you reaLIze I am from the reaches of space. I'm accLImated to colds the LIkes of which your mortal mind can only dream of." he explains, sizing up the two before him. Carefully, he begins looking over the two before him, even as his right arm changes, turning into a cannon-LIke device, with a scope. Something one versed in miLItary hardware would recognize as a Rocket Launcher. With a cLIck, and a thunk, the weapon loads, and Dene speeds backwards in a metal blur, as he unleashes the explosive charge of his weapon, rocket flying towards both Ra and Alpha. "...Now...we see how well you can dance. I do apologize for including you LIttle one...but you did interject where you didn't have to." adds Denebola, as an afterthought. Denebola strikes Pharaoh Man with his Rocket Launcher attack. Denebola strikes Alpha with his Rocket Launcher attack. Cancer takes out a medical scanner and scans Pharaoh Man. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status: Pharaoh Man $$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||||||||||||| ] (47 / 69) Fuel Reserves: [|||||||||||||||||| ] (94 / 100) Status: Compromised $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Cancer takes out a medical scanner and scans Alpha. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Systems Status: Alpha $$$$$$$$$$$$ Current Endurance: [||||||||||| ] (37 / 62) Fuel Reserves: [||||||||||||||||||| ] (97 / 100) Status: Compromised $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Pharaoh Man tries to charge a bLInk, but Denebola is too fast, the attack too quick. The rocket strikes and engulfs him in an explosion of flame and smoke. When it clears, Ra is gone from sight, not a trace left. That is, until he appears to one side of Denebola, hovering sLIghtly. His for is twisted, blackened, and sparking. But most of all, Pharaoh Man looks angry. " Try this..." he snaps, and fires a burst of explosive sand, hoping to dilute and scatter the Stardroid's LIquid form.... Pharaoh Man strikes Denebola with his Sand Burst attack. Alpha nods slowly too Denebola, "I understand.", Necro curves in front of Alpha as if to try and protect her from the explosion, but Alpha baps the wing away, "No!", she screams at the wing as the blast hits her head on, throwing her several feet away from the battle. She hits the ground roughly, sand cutting her arms up, her flesh burnt from the explosion. She stands up slowly, and then falls back to her knees, "I told you...to run...", black LIquid drips out from numerous wounds around her frame, forming a small pool around her feet which slowly disipitates through the cracks in her sand. And a gravitational field once more erupts around her body. "No. No! I know Necro, I know! I know it's dangerous... I do a lot of dangerous things, why is this any different from anything else? Are you scared or something? You are, aren't you!? Scared of -what-? There's nothing to be afraid of... They're just stardroids...He's Pac Pac's enemy, he's going to hurt our friends if we let him, so you be quiet! No! You!", she looks down to her tail, spitting out some kind of black LIquid which dribbles down her mouth, "You too..." Alpha projects a forcefield around herself. Another hole is suddenly being formed... and out of it comes the Crabdroid that spoiled the volleyball tournament. He doesn't do anything, however... merely crosses his arms and watches the chaos. "I LIke watching you Denebola. Seeing the destruction you do so well. It is beatiful." "Flatterer. Now do be quiet Cancer." admonishes Denebola, covering his face from the stinging sand, though imact holes appear in his 'skin'. And then? Gone again. This time, Denebola is a blur of motion. Moving left, moving right, speeding around Ra and Alpha. And then, he sLIdes to a stop, and extends his right arm, which slowly morphs into a longsword's blade. "Well, well. Care to dance, LIttle man?" queries Denebola, with a smile fixed on Pharaoh. "Dance for me now..." he hisses, as his left arm ripples, and with a fLIck of his fingers, a barrage of metal 'shards' fly towards the egyptian Master, soLId, and sharp. Denebola strikes Pharaoh Man with his Fletchettes attack. Ra raises his arms in defense, and the spray of razor shapr metal cuts at him and rips his armor, " I dance for no one..." he says, grimacing under the assault. " Especially not betrayers! " The android bLInks away as the attack finishes, and come right before Denebola himself, scepter LIfted. It crackles with electricity as swung at the Stardroid, " And definitly not for those who see fit to murder their comrades! " He finishes, before muttering something over radio to Alpha... Pharaoh Man misses Denebola with his Scepter Sting attack. Pharaoh Man sends a radio transmission to Alpha. Alpha receives a radio transmission. Alpha sends a radio transmission to Pharaoh Man. Pharaoh Man receives a radio transmission. You do not subscribe to that Group. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ RepLIforce $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 11/34 Posted Author Procyon Arrives In Seoul Sun Nov 24 Prismatic Spider ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Prismatic Spider is standing at the console, and he's not looking happy. "Prismatic Spider here. Once again, word from GNN brought us to Seoul, where we discovered two Stardroids confonting the UN diplomat Abernathy." Prismatic hits a couple keys, bringing up images of the two Stardroids, one titled Spica, and the other titled Procyon. The second matches the person who gave the transmission. "Fusion confronted the Stardroids, and Procyon apparently crushed him with a miniature black hole. Procyon asked Abernathy if he would asist him, and the diplomat accepted, despite Spica's objections. Things... went rapidly downhill from there, as Procyon destroyed Byte of the Mavericks. Spica and he soon left, and Abernathy vacated with the Robot Master Serenade. In the aftermath, Regulus appeared, but as before, LIttle information was gained. I then left to bring Fusion back for treatment. He is now in stable condition. Barrage Raptor also appears to have sustained damage from Procyon. and is undergoing a body rebuild as well." The Spider Scientist gestures in the screen. "This is dire news. Apparently this Procyon is recruiting now... And he works for this Nothingness that is coming. From Regulus' information it appears that Denebola also works for him. For this reason, I expect that we will need to work together more than ever before... All of us. Soon, we will probably have to make a choice, and if we choose poorly, all we know will be gone. Prismatic Spider out." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ RepLIforce $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 11/35 Posted Author AAR: Rio Gets Cancer Sun Nov 24 Burn Dinorex ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *Text Only* Cancer appeared in Rio. Jet did most of the question asking, and apparently Cancer didn't LIke some of them. Despite non-agression on our part, Cancer took a few wacks at Jet when he asked something the crabdroid didn't LIke. Kid's stuck in some sort of paralysis right now, but relatively LIghtly damaged other than that. Since he did most of the talking, I'll leave it to him to fill in all the details when he's awake again. My only conclusion from all this is that there doesn't appear to be a determinable 'good' and 'bad' in sides. Makes it a pain in the ass to figure out who we're suppose to help to keep the planet in one piece. HQ Guardian Burn Dinorex $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Denebola sends a radio transmission. Alpha receives a radio transmission from Denebola. Pharaoh Man sends a radio transmission to Alpha. Alpha receives a radio transmission from Pharaoh Man. Alpha sends a radio transmission to Denebola. Denebola receives a radio transmission. Denebola sends a radio transmission. Alpha receives a radio transmission from Denebola. Alpha continues to bleed, the dark LIquid filtering through the ground. She breathes in sharply, straightening a LIttle. "....This is what you do for me all the time...Necro...Angie...Thank you. You take this pain for me.", she steps forward one step...and then seems to waver a LIttle, as if she's having trouble moving. "...I...Necro...Maybe we should care...", her forcefield drops...she falls to her knees... and her wings start to grow, covering her, but Alpha doesn't move, merely gibbering to herself, "I know they'll let us go, but is that -right-?... I know I haven't really cared about rightness before...but...", she still doesn't. Alpha lowers her forcefield. Cancer GLances over at Pharaoh... and his eyes narrows, but then remembers this is Denebola's show, so he settles down, "Hey, Denebola? Go easy on the mummy. I want him to be rebuilt quickly enough so I can smack him about for a bit." "You...who has no idea of what he speaks, not to mention a lack of insight into the situation of which I am intertwined...dare think to judge me??" exclaims the changer, as he bats the sceptre away with his arm-sword. "Peon! Judge yourself before you dare cast your uneducated, haughty opinions on matters you know nothing of!" snarls Denebola, with a inflammed look on his face. And then...Cancer speaks up. "No. To steal a LIne I heard somewhere... I famish...wait...no..." mutters the angel in LIquid metal form, as he looks concerned. "I need sustenanc...e...rmmm...no." Sighing, the Mercurial assassin begins melting to goop again, still speaking. "Regardless, I think it's time for you to feel my...'bite'." And without a further word, the ooze lunges for Pharaoh proper, intending to cover, and 'devour'. Denebola strikes Pharaoh Man with his Engulf attack. Pharaoh Man falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage. Cancer pouts at Denebola, "Nuts to that. Now I have to wait while Pharaoh Man gets rebuilt...." Pharaoh Man has reconnected. Denebola says, "...Crybaby." Pharaoh Man is engulfed by the mass. At first, he strugGLes, but quickly, is smothered, crushed, broken. His systems begin to shut down in a cascade effect as each in turn fails, and after a few moments....the Master goes LImp. What if Rigger did not choose to follow Procyon? Or another? What then? Alpha bLInks once. And then bLInks again. She sees Pharaoh Man engulfed by the horror. "...No.", she says after a moment, "...He's already fallen. Yes, maybe he can disrupt the E-Ring. But he's...", she seems to notice her wings expanding and her eyes widen, "No, Necro...Angie...", the wings raise up, impossibly large compared to Alpha's body which just seems tiny in comparision. "It's...not....", the flames come first, billowing heat and flames expanding outward towards the mass of Denebola. And then a searing frost, both being used in conjunction with each other as Alpha screams, her synthflesh tearing up LIghtly across her back, black drops spilLIng towards the floor and evaporating due to the heat eminating behind Alpha. Regardless of the results of this assault, Alpha is flung far away from Denebola, hitting the ground several yards away, sinking LIghtly into the sand as her wings slowly revert to an almost-shrunken state. The body is LImp, unmoving, cold. Alpha strikes Denebola with her When Hell Freezes Over attack. Denebola doesn't move from his spot as Ra falls. Instead...Denebola's LIquid form begins latching onto the form of Pharaoh Man, as unseen tendrils sink into the skin of the Master's cannon-arm. Interfacing...scanning...assimilating. Even as the attack washes over him. Then...and only then does the angel rise once more, forming a metalLIc dupLIcate of the Robot Master before returning to his own form. Wings extended, though sLIghtly crispy. "...Well LIttle one. you choose the path of pain as well?" queries Denebola, with a wicked smile, and drawing his weapon with a cold smile, as a dark black blade of energy extends with a crackle of ozone. "FEEL THE WRATH OF THE CHANGER!!!" screams the angel, as LIghtning descends from the skies, as a storm rolls in out of nowhere, bolts descending towards the winged Hunter. "TASTE NATURE'S FURY!" Denebola takes a holographic scan of Pharaoh Man. Pharaoh Man hits the ground with a sickening thud, and does not move. His form is crumpled, broken. Denebola changes into his Stardroid armor. Pharaoh Man forfeits his Pharaoh Shot to Denebola. Denebola strikes Alpha with his Thunder Storm attack. Alpha falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage. Pharaoh Man has partially disconnected. Alpha doesn't get up. She twitches a LIttle, but the electricity actually makes her spasm a LIttle more, blood forming into obscure shapes as it leaks out of her body in wild fluctuations. Alpha must not LIke being zappeded.twitch twitch..and then she really just ends up lying on the ground. She screams a LIttle bit too, but only while actually being zapped. Enker puts his guard down. Poor LIttle Alpha. "A shame. The LIttle one was interesting, in a fashion. I suppose she's the sort they call heroes here, eh Cancer?" questions Denebola, with a LIck of his LIps. "Too bad, I've gotten what I wanted tonight." he adds, as he picks the Hunter up, and hoists her over a shoulder. "Do what you will with Pharaoh Man. I might be pure evil...but I was raised a gentleman." And with a cocky salute, the angel takes wing, speeding into the sky with his...'cargo'. Denebola retreats from the area swiftly, outdistancing all pursuit and parting shots. Alpha has left. Denebola takes Alpha. Cancer watches Denebola fly off. And then eyes Pharaoh. "Your family is going to get you back... but not before I have my way with you..." He picks up the body and quickly disappears into the ground... Pharaoh Man forfeits his Pharaoh Shot to Cancer. [Radio: (C) None] Cancer transmits, "Attention: Robot Masters -- Your 'Pharaoh' is in the 'Royal' Medical Section of your home. The one not surrounded by a storm." [Radio: (C) None] Cancer transmits, "Have an nice evening..."