Log started: 10/20/02 9:03:52 PM [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Although I'm pre' sure not a lot of Disneybots're gonna like bein' eaten, too." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!" *Beep bad dah beep!* News Eurasia, here in our floating ivory tower, we still like to keep abridged of what's going on in the world below, and we, KSNOB, leading news company of the station of Eurasia have this breaking, exclusive news! *A female reporter dressed in a futuristic outfit about the size of three rubber bands appears, floating in a zerg studio* This is Ellie Overhead here with your space atmospheric news! Radar systems in the colony dedicted an unexpected launch from the surface of an old style rocket! The rocket exploded in low orbit, spreading out a bunch of what appeared to metalls! The station itself wasn't hurt, but we thought you should know! Tee-hee, see you later space cowboys! [Radio: (C) Global] Abernathy purrs, "Oh, you never know. I have long maintained Disney is more of a kinkfest than anyone ever dared guess." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Oh hell. Is it a full moon or somethin'? Are all the freaks out to play?" [Radio: (C) Global] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Probably." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, they don't wear pants." [Radio: (C) Global] Abernathy transmits, "Exactly my point, Gutsy." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Well we don't wear pants either." [Radio: (C) Global] Abernathy transmits, "In your case, Light might have been more of a kink than we ever guessed. I wouldn't put it past the old man." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "...odd. Something is very, very odd..." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "No s*&#, Sherlock." [Radio: (C) Global] Abernathy transmits, "With both brilliance /and/ a talent for stating the obvious unrivaled by any. I approve." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I lay scientific claim to one of these beasts." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Gonna get the anal probe ready?" [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio snickers. [Radio: (C) Global] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "On what grounds doctor?" [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I am the most competant doctor of biology." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "No you're not." [Radio: (C) Global] Sonata transmits, "By all means - let HIM go first. I'm certain that Landon would be most interesting after that thing has eaten and apparently assimilated him." [Radio: (C) Global] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "So does this mean that you are willing to work with the UN to study it?" [Radio: (C) Global] Gizmo Glider transmits, " Fool, just continue your ill fantasies of being the greatest." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "No. It is -mine-" [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Oh, no, Replifarce. You are /not/ committing us to anything. The chain of command does not /run/ that way." [Radio: (C) Global] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, "Hrmph. I would enjoy watching you attempt to claim the beast and end up claimed within the monstrosity's mouth instead." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "If you want it you'll have to fight for it." [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Oh, /this/ should be interesting. I wonder..." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Someone take out Landon before we deal with the beast." Florida If you enter Florida from the north, it is fully possible to believe that you took a wrong turn and ended up inside an old cartoon. What was once Florida is now the world's largest theme park - the Disney Universe. Covering all of what was once Florida and a large section of Georgia, the park caters to every conceivable taste and need. People in Disney character suits swarm from all corners, and if you can stick a pair of black mouse ears on it, they're there. This includes the park's prize attraction - a small security force of mouse-eared Ride Armors, composing nearly the world's entire total of civilian-owned Ride Armor units. Amongst all this cheeriness are a few tiny bastions of reality - the meticulously preserved Kennedy Memorial Space Center remains untouched as a landmark, and the bizarre island of Key West has held out against all encroachments. Rolls-Royce Deluxe Hoverlimo [C] Fliptop [MH] Ride Armor [M] Repliforce Dropship [RF] Coaster Raptor [MH] General [MH] Guts Man [Normal] [RM] Dr. Landon DeVry [C] Knave [MH] Magnet Man [Armor] [RM] Sigma [Holo_1] [M] Wilymachine [RM] Schism Sabertooth [Siege] [M] Ride Armor [MH] Sonata [Armored] [MH] Seismic Earthworm [MH] Sword Man [Mysterious] [RM] Bastion [Armored] [MH] Kennedy Space Submerge leads to Underneath Caribbean Sea. Submerge leads to Underneath Gulf of Mexico. Submerge leads to Underneath Central Atlantic. Sea leads to Caribbean Sea. Gulf leads to Gulf of Mexico. East leads to Western Atlantic Ocean. North leads to Eastern Seaboard. West leads to Louisiana. Up leads to Sky Above Eastern United States. Coaster Raptor evetnually can see that large creature on the horizon. He just stares at it and nearly loses his balance, staggering off the energy rails to the pavement below. "...good Lord..." he intones, gazing waaaaay up at the incoming creature. ... Incoming. INCOMING?! He gets back on those rails and gets the heck out of the way, idly transmitting a few things. Magnet Man thinks for a moment, he's just figured out what to do. He has to find it's weak spot, but wherever could that weak spot be. He looks, and looks, but he can't find it, oh well. He'll wait for something. He shrugs and just waits there for ideas, or orders. Kain transforms to Strider. Your desc has been changed to 'Strider'. General clasps hands behind his back, as he paces towards the scene, studying not only the center of gravity on the creature, but also the arrangement of the defenders around the rampaging beast. Jaws snap, and an incredibly massive tail, composed of jointed armor, slaps into the ground menacingly. With a burst of maneuvering rockets, General closes, heading towards the left flank of the creature. Ride Armor finally comes to a stop, not too far from the Croc, but still pretty high up in the air. It's pilot, Cyclops, doesn't want to take any risks. For now he's just going to see what happens while he powers up all the weapon systems in the Ride Armor... The Gunslinger slows, taking a defensive position nearby the Mecha-Wily. Its weapons systems warm up, the pilot briefly distracted by an internal discussion. His hands run over the controls, trying to coordinate a small army on the fly. It's harder than it looks. The burst of light takes him by surprise. He barks out orders quickly into his radio, the Gunslinger returning to its operating height. He starts arming weapons, acting on blind paternal instinct -- he gets a lock on the offending energy signal, flicks the `missile arm' switch, and introduces Landon DeVry to an anti-tank rocket. Even as it fires, the Gunslinger takes off, rocketing towards DeVry, flying through anything in its path. << "Now this ends, DeVry!" >> yells the Russian in his native tongue over the Gunslinger's loudspeaker. Sword Man circles around, trying to get a better angle on the beast and possible weaknesses in it's design. However, upon doing to, he manages to see, from the corner of his eye, DeVry and his motley crew. Eyes wide, he almost instinctively rushes toward the Doctor. However, he holds himself, realizing the hazard at hand. Growling, he levels a pointed hand toward DeVry. "Your time shall come, DeVry. For now, there are more pressing matters..." And with that, he dashes toward the Deinosuchus, orders coming in from radio. . o O (How to get close to the beast without attracting it's wrath) Ride Armor strikes Dr. Landon DeVry with its Rocket attack. Dr. Landon DeVry's forcefield collapses. Sigma sends a radio transmission to General. General receives a radio transmission. Sigma walks after General, apparently moving to assist his brother on the left flank. Before he departs, however, he looks towards his 'Imperial Guard' and says shortly to him, "...I do not take kindly to being insulted on the battlefield, but I will not leave my brother to face this abomination without my aid. I ask of you, friend, to deal with the Earthworm as Earthworms should be dealt with.", he then continues on his way after General. Ride Armor continues following the Eatbeast (for lack of a better thing to call it)...oblivious, for the moment, to the showdown going on between her father and DeVry. Kalinka concentrates on her orders. Backing up from the behemoth some feet, she begins firing on the rather vulnerable 'pieces' of the Cow still visible from the creature's body. Perhaps the seams will give way, opening up 'wounds'...if there's any part vulnerable on this thing at ALL. It's worth a try. She lets the thing have it, with as much power as she can give to the Triumph's laser array. Dr. Landon DeVry's field is blown apart by the explosion, shrapnel scoring across his facial plate. His eyes narrow and he glances at the enraged ride armor, "Cossack?! You coward!" Landon, in classic fashion, ignites his boring lasers and begins to dig himself back into the ground, "BC 1997-A. The other Ride Armor must be Kalinka...to get this sort of reaction out of the good doctor...engage it, secure yourself to it and detonate it into the creature..." Why is he explaining his strategy to a mindless beast, eh, Landon's not all there. The Monstrousity lifts to the air, pulsing quietly and heading in the direction of the Triumph. The mets for their part, and their Jane counterparts are doing their level best to form a wall between Cossack and the Doctor. Repliforce Dropship closes in, keeping a fair distance away from the Deinosuchus. It hovers there, whoever may be inside must be thinking of what to do. Raising quite a number of feet above the monster, it tries to hold steady against whatever elements are outside. Whether it be storm, sharpnel, or other assorted chaos with artifical flavoring. The Sabertooth's glare falls upon the large worm that has insinuated itself in front of the good Maverick Emperor and decided to throw insults, "Your words, my dear Seismic, wound and hurt us. We do not take kindly to being hurt and insulted. For this, honour demands reparations be made. And I am the collector of such reparations. Prepare to meet the folly of your ways, Hunter." And with that, the Orbus units that surrounded Schism shoot out and space themselves out around Seismic, each charging along with the shoulder mounted cannon on Schism. And then they unleash a blinding fury of plasma and nanite streams. Schism Sabertooth strikes Seismic Earthworm with his Thermite Catalyst attack. Seismic Earthworm falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage. The Cossack is ready for this kind of tretchery. He flies through the debris cloud left by the impact of his rocket, the machine guns on the Gunslinger already spinning to speed. The weapons chew down at DeVry's position, taking out any unfortunate drone that is around him. Flames lick out from the jets as the armor starts to touch down to the ground ... nowhere near as hot as the rage in the Cossack's eyes. Ride Armor strikes Dr. Landon DeVry with its Strafing Run attack. Seismic Earthworm just... melts. Well... that was short. Dr. Landon DeVry snarls at the clanging sound of bullets hitting his body, and the alarm sound given as one of his hydraulic relays blows its gasket. Several of the drones are downright splattered against the gunslinger's hull, as they defend their master. The bioroid monstrousity flies ever closer towards the Triumph, trying to engage it in a grapple. Sonata goes home. Sonata has left. Dr. Landon DeVry snarls at the clanging sound of bullets hitting his body, and the alarm sound given as one of his hydraulic relays blows its gasket. Several of the drones are downright splattered against the gunslinger's hull, as they defend their master. The bioroid monstrousity flies ever closer towards the Triumph, trying to engage it in a grapple. Landon, for his part is still making good his escape, and has broken into the complexes beneath Disneyworld... Dr. Landon DeVry retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Sword Man, Kain, Fliptop, Ride Armor , Wilymachine , Knave, Coaster Raptor, Sigma, Ride Armor , Ride Armor , Bastion, and Magnet Man. General tenses visibly, and fixes Sigma with the same type of look that someone may give a rabid dog. A moment of stony silence reigns, but then General nods, still jogging to keep up with the rampaging crocodilian. "Take the fore on this creature, I shall attempt to entangle its hind leg." And with that, he twists on his ankle slightly, before a pair of heavy duty thrusters unfold from the small of of his back. Gazing at the hind leg of the creature as it continues to lumber forward, it appears that General is attempting to synchronize with the pace. And then, when the opening comes, he unters forward, one shoulder to the fore, in good halfback fashion, before another burst of rockets sends him forward, one scarlet shoulder spike, carrying his multi-ton mass into the joint that marks the union of the left hind leg and the axilla of the crocodile's main body. Knave ignores Landon, not having even read the files on him to really care what he's doing. Guts Man yawns looking on. "Can't this death speed up? This is suppose to be the happiest place on earth, not the boringest place!" Wilymachine turns slightly as Wily watches Cossack go after DeVry and sighs. How the Doctor wants to join Cossack on this...."Blast it Cossack!" Wrenching himself away, Wily peers out the cockpit of the Mecha, noting General and Sigma approaching the monstrosity. An idea suddenly comes to him and suddenly the outside speakers blare to life, carrying his demented laughter to all present. "MUAHAHAHAHAHAHASHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Abruptly the speakers cut off. Inside his machine, Wily sends a burst transmission to Sigma and General before slamming a set of levers forwards with manic energy. A wicked gleam lights his eyes as the Mecha's jets roar to life, and the Mecha Wily boosts forwards, gaining speed in such a way that it almost appears to be running in slow motion while going incredibly fast. The croc gets closer and closer, filling the cockpit window. Wily cackles like a lunatic inside. Just seconds before General slams into the croc, the Mecha Wily hurtles straight up over the beast's head and then plummets back downwards. The gigantic cane draws back, both hands gripping it now, then drives downwards, rockets pushing it ever faster. The speakers flick back on. "ROCKET CANE WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" Well...Wily did watch a lot of Anime while recovering from his heart attack... Having gotten a heads-up on the radio from her father, she turns suddenly, sending an icy, stunning blast from the Triumph's utility-arm toward the dispatched Jane. "...Chill out, chick," she murmurs. "Oh no, I am not stopping this time. Not for Landon's misery machines...no way!" Undeterred, she presses on...still very, very close to the back flank of the massive 'Saurus. Ride Armor continues to hover up above the beast, it's massive wings constantly flapping up and down, keeping the large Ride Armor in the air. Slowly turning to face the croc, the Ride Armor's 'face' looks down at the beast, before it's eyes flare up and send off some eyebeams at it. Quite like it's pilot's main attack actually, just with more than one eye... After firing off the beams, it begins to pull back slightly, not wanting to gain any attention. And while waiting, Cyclops readies some more weapons. The Gunslinger is relentless, its pilot remorseless in his pursuit of the enemy. Even as it dives underground, the computer tracks DeVry's trajectory, the main cannon starting to warm up ... He catches the /thing/ chasing after the Triumph. He barks out another warning into his radio, but has no time to do anything about it directly: perhaps he's finally starting to learn that his child can defend herself. Or perhaps he hates Landon DeVry so much that he cannot do anything but fight him. Either way, the cannon blast comes, the Desperado Buster launching into the ground of Disney Universe. So much for keeping his liability premiums low -- but that building was going to fall down anyway. Yeah. That's it. Ride Armor strikes Dr. Landon DeVry with its Desperado Buster attack. Ricochet arrives from the Eastern Seaboard. Ricochet has arrived. Vile arrives from the Sky Above Eastern United States. Vile has arrived. Bastion decides this big bronco is just too big to handle and jumps off. Oh, but there are things that are just too good to pass up. Just as the Gunslinger unleashes its fury of attacks, Bastion blinks toward DeVry and lands just as the fury of bullets stops. Waving to DeVry, "Boo, Butcher." And with that, Bastion reaches forth to rip off DeVry's arms. "Its time for you to die." Despite Sigma's wishes, he doesn't call out for Landon's destruction. He's a tad occupied with a giant crocodile and assisting his bruddahs in arms. He nods simply to General as he takes a quick dash forward, gripping his very large and heavy looking hammer in both hands, and swinging it with his full fury towards the -frontal- leg. "I...WILL.....KNOCK YOU DOWN!", he shouts furiously. Sigma hasn't been this enraged in quite some time. Having your leg partially chewed off by a drone is sad. After swinging, he will probably bring back the hammer to prepare for another strike. He sends out a tightbeam to Schism, Dr. Landon DeVry blinks his optics, for that brief moment, "...damnation..." The blast hits FIRM into Landon's armored body, blasting off surface metal, annihilating the bird-skull mask and sending a battle arm and a manipulator flying scorching through the air. The blast also destroys both of the power couplings on Landon's back, causing free energy to fly in all directions. Bastion makes short work of the other battle arm. But Landon, still manages to slip away into the earth, smoldering and smoking....but even defeated, he speaks a dark epitath at Cossack, full of hate and misery. Like a bad memory, Landon and his army, though only one of his arms, disappear into the cold, earth. Dr. Landon DeVry sends a radio transmission. Pulling behind the mass crowd a lone black armored limo slows to a halt and nears a security guard trying to direct traffic away from the chaos. For the most part the security officer doesn't have to do much. After all most of the civilians are running the other away. One would proably think twice before they even dare enter into such an area. And yet the limo seems almost persistant. From the driver's seat a window rolls down just a crack, giving the person enough room to slip a few hundred zennys to the young officer. Looking down at the zenny with surprise the officer takes up the zenny and slowly steps away from the limo, letting him pass and acting like he seen nothing. If the person inside of the limo wants to die then hey that is his choice. He isn't going to stop them. Knave looks around, and shouts into his radio. Magnet Man just stands there and watches the Mecha-Wily attack the Croc. He shrugs, and grabs a bottle of Coke from a nearby stall, he can't do anything right now, he's useless. He drinks the coke, and watches the show. Wilymachine turns its head in a disturbingly natural gesture at the top of it's arc, just before crashing downwards and you can almost see the pilot inside glowering at DeVry in the distance. Then, it happens. The giant metal brows twitch as Wily wiggles a set of levers back and forth. Just to humiliate the other Doctor, that was, as evidenced by the dementedly giggling Wily. Knave sends a radio transmission to Fliptop. Fliptop receives a radio transmission. Wilymachine strikes Dr. Landon DeVry with its Massive Wilybrow attack. Driving its head and tail side to side in a massive amount of furious hunger, the Deinosuchus is assaulted from all ends. Sigma attacks one leg, another struck by General. And then. Then someone hits a sore spot. Right between its eyes, and this causes the Deinosuchus to screech in complete pain and true anger. Raising its tail, it goes to strike at Mecha-Wily with it. Fliptop , who rather has been flying around the fight avoiding friendly fire the whole fight, finally notices Dr. Landon DeVry picking on the Cossacks and you just don't go picking on the Cossacks with Eddie knowing. "HEY! You Bad Man! Don't be picking on my friends like that otherwise, YOU WILL BURN!" and with that Flippy begins heading towards Devry, his boosters engaging full blast, while yelling out, "Here I GO!" GO GO EDDIE RANGER! Fliptop strikes Dr. Landon DeVry with his Bash attack. Dr. Landon DeVry falls to the ground, unconscious, due to massive systems damage. Repliforce Dropship backs away from the croc, suddenly, and parks itself in hovering at an extremely safe distance from the monster, but not all that far away from all the other chaotic happenings. Which is pretty much everywhere. In a nice, neutral spot, though.. never the less. Knave's image suddenly melts and becomes a taller, bigger looking police officer. He starts barking orders at people who are still gaping at the mechanoid, many of them tourists with cameras, some geeks screaming "Gojira!" He looks none too please, and begins physically pushing people towards the exit of the park. Kalinka, within the Triumph, is a bit more animated now that the immediate threat of DeVry has apparently been eliminated. When she sees the Deinosuch/Eatbeast's reaction to getting hit in the face, she thinks quickly. Engaging the booster, Kalinka flies the Triumph toward the front flank of the massive creature...then lets a barrage of minimissles fly at the beast's face. Of course, drama hates Landon so -wham!- A tiny little Hunter smacks his damaged body in the back, and renders him unconscious...fortunately, he's got drones to drag his ass away this time... Seismic Earthworm is still melting. And that's 50 tons of liquid nerpium washing over the battlefield. Dr. Landon DeVry enters the Underneath Eastern United States. Dr. Landon DeVry has left. Sword Man continues to dash toward the Croc, but quickly breaks to the right, seeing the tail come in toward Wily's Mech. Eyes narrowed and brow furrowed, he quickens his pace, nearing the Croc himself, already within 150 yards or so of him. He's still a little to far off to actually do damage yet, but he's ready to unleash some St. George-style sword action on the beast. It may be no mythical dragon, but it's damn close enough. The whine and creak of armor plating, pockmarked by the salty waters of the ocean, erupts into a cacophony of screeching metal as the reptilian mecha whips into a frenzy. The tail and head lash about wildly, and although General's charge hit home, maintaining a stable fix to do more damage proves impossible. Another rend of metal, this time of both the joint cowling AND teh casing for General's right shoulder spike, fills the air. A rend in the leg joint is indeed made. General, now with one less bit of red on his armor, spins away, smeared and spattered by a variety of oils and hydraulic liquids from the creature. He backpedals to avoid the tail and the mouth, but soon, changes his sights to another target. With a threatening hiss of finely honed, powerful pistons, his massive fists clench, and he makes a dash towards the base of the tail in an attempt to crush the mechanisms beneath that power it. Fliptop boosts down on Devry's fallen corpse and struts around on the bad evil man, "WHOSE BAD NOW?! WHOSE BAD! WHOSE BAD! WHOSE THE MAN! EDDIE'S THE MAN!" and with that Eddie ends his little victory dance with pelvic thrust! OH YEAH! Just then, Flippy turns back to his radio as Knave begins yelling into it and quickly replies before heading off to help civilians! Ride Armor continues to hover up above, it's pilot ignoring all that's been happening with DeVry. Instead, he's focusing on the main threat here, the Croc, and seems to be getting another weapon ready. Flipping a few switches, Cyclops smirks, moving the Ride Armor so it faces the croc completely. And then, without warning, out comes a large missile flying towards the Croc's head. If it hits, it'll not only explode, but send acid flying in all directions. Knave walks towards Guts Man, his police man's visage looking none too pleased. "Look, if you're not going to help, get the hell out of here. You're a sitting duck and you're in everyone's way. [Radio: (C) Global] Fliptop transmits, "Guts Man! Move it! Stop being such a hobo! If you help us out, i'll get you some free parts from Eddie's like you waaaaanted!" [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Ahhh, how mutable our loyalties are..." [Radio: (C) Global] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Who? Fliptop or Guts Man?" Blues has arrived. Schism Sabertooth has disconnected. Guts Man eyes Knave, "You can't tell me what to do! And I hope that thing steps on you!" Wilymachine blasts the sounds of Wily cackling triumphantly as his attack strikes home. Well, it does for a second that is, until the beast shrieks in pain and rage. The Mecha twists frantically, the cane smoothly reattaching to the labcoat. Ahh...the wonders of modern Wilytech... "Oh hell....this is gonna..." WHAM! The tail slams into the Mecha, making a mockery of it's efforts to block the attack. "HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!" Wily shrieks inside his cockpit in insane rage as the world spins outside his cockpit. Spinning end over end, the Mecha Wily is an adbusrdly strange sight to see. Woe be unto the park below though, as the flailing gigantic Wily slams into the ground and skids, sparks flying high into the air to accompany screeching metal. At last, it comes to a halt then props upright on one elbow. "Damned tempermental animals. Thats it! No more Mister Nice Doctor Wily!" Leaping to its feet, the Wily engages thrusters and hurtles back towards the croc. He has a few seconds to think, so lets see what General and the others think....*click* on goes the radio. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Both. Either. Does it matter that Guts Man's ilk were the ones trying to murder us yesterday? No? I'd doubted as much." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "I'll murder you again!" [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Bring it. I still need to pay you back for getting me evicted. Bastard." And you thought the world was boring this morning? Phhbbtt. The Deinosuchus takes the attacks from all sides, the missile strikes and starts melting away at the very outer armor of the beast's nose but does nothing else. Well, there is one other thing. The Deinosuchus takes express interest in the Manticore and rears up on its back legs for a moment at a 45 degree angle, exposing its belly for a moment as its mouth opens. And then the mouth slams down on the Manticore and rends it about before tossing it too, like the Mickey Mouse Armor. [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Go back to your cardboard box!" The Cossack blasts the /hell/ out of the ground, taking down a perfectly good Motorola kiosk and a souvenier building next to it. Eh, there were probably made out of American parts. He yells over the radio as the last of DeVry's forces are either destroyed or drag the beastly man-thing away, opening up the jets of the Gunslinger to race back at the primary target. The Gunslinger doesn't have the physical power to wrestle the croc, but it's more than able to blow holes in things -- no problem! He yells into the radio, checking his options: and then he sees an opportunity as the Triumph seems to have more of an effect with its attacks. Immediately, the Gunslinger strafes around behind the Triumph ...it rides back, trying to get out of range of the splash from the acid missile, but locks in a firing solution after a long second. The Gauss gun, already warmed up from the fight with DeVry, blasts at the head of the beast, trying to take out one of its eyes. It's a risky shot, but the benefits outweigh the risks. [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Evicted?" Sigma glances briefly towards Wily but swings his large hammer once more at the creature. He looks towards the Manticore, "Damn.", he says irritably. He sends a transmission to Cyclops, Knave reaches behind his back to grab his staff, glaring at Guts Man, then seems to reconsider. "You're not worth it, you oversized slug. You're the one who's going to get stepped on sitting here the whole time. good luck." He turns around, and walks back towards fliptop, who seems to be just a bit too exhuberantly happy for the situating. He cracks him in the back of the head with his staff. "Let's get these people out of here so we can actually celebrate about something at the end of the day." Guts Man laughs, "Hahahaha, nothing can step on me, I'll just grab whatever tries to step on me and throw it helluva far!" He does a few flexing poses. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "...It's a park bench, Gutsy. Really. I do still have a sense of pride. --Uh, yes. Evicted. My harridan of a landlady seemed to think I ARRANGED for Gutsy here to interrupt a little discussion we were having about my rent." [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "It didn't help that the city charged her for the tree he uprooted." Within the Triumph, Kalinka is momentarily stunned and shocked at how effortless the Deinohugething made such short work of the Maverick ride armor -- which was only a short distance from her. All of a sudden, confident up to this point, Kalink begins to feel real fear...which is only partially reassured by the apearance of the Gunslinger nearby. She CAN'T allow fear to stop her. With a nervous sigh, she presses on as bravely as possible, augmenting the Gunslinger's firepower with laser-fire from the Triumph's own weapons ports. And of course. Life is just not good enough without everything going to hell beyond just the crocidile being out. The weather gets decidedly worse. Almost looks like a Hurricane is forming. [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "You should move into a dumpster, at least it provides shelter against the rain and offers free food." [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "What, and be forced to cohabitate with /you/? Sorry." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio just facepalms. [Radio: (C) Global] Bass puts on a slightly more cultured tone than usual. "You poor man. My most /sincere/ condolances." Ride Armor is sent flying, it's hull partly crushed along with one wing. Inside the Ride Armor Cyclops is spun around and around, leaving his seat and smashing into some of the equipment. He curses quite loudly, before crawling to the controls and straightening the Ride Armor out. And so the Manticore hovers a bit away from the giant croc, Cyclops trying to fix as many internal systems as he can from inside, while just making sure to just keep away from the beast for now... It's hovering is a bit lopsided however as the damaged wing isn't able to hold up the Ride Armor that well. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Funny. Why couldn't you have hit /me/ with the pipe yesterday, Bass? *long-suffering sigh*" Fliptop says, "Alright! People lets keep it moving! Nothing to see here but the big mean nasty monster who is destroying Townsville or Florida at this current time! Please move along and stay in single file! Hey! Come on! I am trying to do my best here! WORK WITH ME PEOPLE! WORK WITH ME!", as he hovers high above in the air! Unfortunately not a single damn person is giving responding to him until Eddie appears to be getting angry! His wide eyes croutch down in a angered motion and begins to turn beat red, almost as if he's ready to blow his top, then just lets it all out! "ALRIGHT FOLKS! LETS MOVE IT! WE'RE BEARING THE DANGER OF SAVING YOUR LIVES! SO LETS ALL KEEP MOVING TO THE SHELTER AND OUT OF HARMS WAY THAT WAY NO ONE NEEDS TO GET HURT AND WE ALL CAN SING HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY ALREADY! SO MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" .... Some people just stop and look at Fliptop oddly, but others begin to appear to stop their mad panic and move quickly out of harms way!" [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "You didn't kick my dog." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "I'll let you know I live in a closet." Sword Man finally gets near the beast, but wouldn't you know it, it's just in time to see it rear back and slam back into the ground. Getting sent to the ground from the shockwave, he shakes his head props himself up, narrowing his eyes toward the Deinosuchus. "You shall not win this day, beast..." Standing up with a quick shove, he dashes, getting back into range of the beast. Finally as he nears the underbelly of the thing, he quickly jumps, as high as his legs can take him. Then, once at it's peak, anti-gravs shift and alter fields, shooting the upper half of Sword's body toward the Deinosuchus's neck. As he nears, Sword attempts to drive his mighty blade right where the head meets what was once the Cow, hoping the fusion made the joints weak and vulnerable. [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "....gruugh..." [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "I would have, if he had been trying to unman /me/. --Really. Come out and join me some time, Gutsy." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "....when I find that...miserable...mutant metool..." Ricochet has left. [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "I haven't heard from Axle in quite some time, dear DeVry." Ricochet has arrived. [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "An' we're thankful for small mercies." [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "He never writes, he never calls..." [Radio: (C) Global] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, "Mutant Metool. Hrmph. So you were unable to reach the beast at all? That puts a damper on your 'claim' on the beast." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "Not -that- metool. The other one, the one with the empty head." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Sure I'll join you. And then smack you upside the head." [Radio: (C) Global] Fliptop transmits, "Wheeeeee! People are listening to me! YAY!" Mikage Yukiato has arrived. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "As I said. Bring it." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I will grind convert you into a mobile chamberpot, Fliptop!" Magnet Man looks as the Croc goes on a rampage. In his opinion, this has gone on long enough, and, whats worse is that it's attacked Dr Wily. Magnet Man has to do something to stop the Croc. But what can he do, he thinks, then realizes what to do. If he can get inside of it, they might have a chance of stopping it. Magnet Man starts to run towards it, hoping to find a way inside of it, he'd go through the mouth. But it's to damn dangerous. [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "Then I will feed Kalinka to one of my creatures, fill you with the leavings and send it to Cossack!! No one makes a fool of DR. LANDON DEVRY!" [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "How could we? It's so self-evident." The Manticore is now tossed aside, and of course, another Ride Armor would take up the exact attack that it was. The Deinosuchus just roars indignantly as it reaches its maw toward the Gunslinger this time and clamps down hard upon it. But, it doesn't let go just yet. Instead its attention is further grabbed by the sudden sword that impales its neck by Sword Man. This causes the Deinosuchus to loose its grip on the Gunslinger, dropping it directly down. The crocodile lets out a sudden fury of movement to try and back up away from Sword Man and the Gunslinger, but of course its assaulted again from another end. This time through General trying to crush the Tail. Lifting his tail and General, the Deinosuchus starts to shake its tail furiously in the air. [Radio: (C) Global] Fliptop transmits, "Hey its the bad man I beat up! Hi Dr. DeVry! *PHHHHHHHHHBTS!*" Coaster Raptor is doing basically the same thing from a while ago, and what he reported to Cossack. As he finds places where people are, he starts directing them out of the park, or to a place that is at least safe, considering just how big the park really is. [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "You do a good enough job on yer own, DeVry." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "...three more arms.... I am starting to feel like Grendel..." Knave turns to Fliptop, as his eye catches Seismic still lying on the ground, the first casualty of this fight.... He taps him on the shoulder, and motions towards Sy with his staff. "We've got to get him out of there before he gets any more damage.." He begins to move towards Seismic, watching the mechanoid thingamajig, moving quicker and quicker towards his prone body. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "But sadly without the comfort of immortality in epic verse. A pity." Knave sends a radio transmission. Coaster Raptor receives a radio transmission. [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I will have true immortality" At this time, an silent lone figure raises from the shadow and peers at what is happening. An giant crocodile. Attacking. And Special K's eyes narrows. (None shall be harm... while I have something to say about it.)Oo. An bright flare of white light illuminates the Strider, the Father Figure, the Director of those Strider misfits known as the Blue Dragons... as he lunges at the Crocodile, firing a light plasma blast at it... [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I have nearly succeeded..." [Radio: (C) Global] Fliptop transmits, "Oh you are nothing but a hobo" [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "Yes, doctor. Escape will make you God." [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "...Hm. Mr. Fliptop... the next time you kill DeVry... make sure you take out his vocal unit. And Radio unit." Getting a radio transmission, the skating raptor trns hard and heads back toward another hunter's location, namely that of Sy's. Coming in fairly fast, he comes to a stop near Knave... "I hope you have an idea of how to get him out of here..." Fliptop turns to Knave and nodnods to him, "I have an idea! Come on lemme try! I can do it I promise!" Repliforce Dropship starts to descend towards the ground, ready to do some civilian work. It parks in a generally safe place, far away from the croc, but close enough to help everything near it. Plop! Mikage Yukiato eyes the poacher for a long moment before sneering slightly. "If you don't mind Mr. Smithers I believe you should leave my limo now for this is as close as I am going to that monstrosity." The mob boss's hand reachs for a small button, turning off the safety locks to that single door. Looking slightly hurt that his presences is no longer wanted Mr. Smithers grabs a few of his weapons and pushes open the door, letting himself out. Once the massive creature clamps down on the Gunslinger, Kalinka's fear gives way to an angry desperation...she can't just stand there and watch the thing devour her father inside his ride armor! In a deft movement, she unsheathes the Halo Boomerang, and whings it with a speedy whine towards the creature's left eye. "Let go of Daddy, you beast!!" she yells. [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "I've once been murdered, two times set back. Never again will the UN kill me, and never Cossack!" [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "You keep tellin' yerself that." Sword Man retracts his blade as soon as the croc roars in pain, dropping down to his waiting lower half, watching the beast back up in pain. He continues forth, the runs of his blade now starting to glow from it's usual sea-green to the violent firey orange-red, not wanting to lose the advantage. Seeing it preoccupy itself with tossing about General, Sword smirks, before he attempts a repeat of the same attack as before, this time from the other side of the neck. However, should he get a good stab into the joint, he'll leave the blade in and let the flames do the rest of the talking, igniting his emitters within the blade to spark up and hopefully fry the beast partially from the inside. "LET THE GRAND FLAMES PURGE YOU FROM THIS WORLD!!" Wilymachine blasts in hot on the Gunslinger's heels. Wily is hunched over at the controls, sweat dripping down his face as he glowers at the Croc with indignant rage and intense determination. Thrusters fire abruptly, sending the Mecha spinning away as the Gunslinger is summarily seized like a chew toy. Wily curses at the scene and lands some distance away, then Mecha backflipping several times before landing in a stance that some might recognize as Wily-Fu. The stance? Crouching Light, Cackling Wily. Shaking it's head at the beast, the Mecha Wily pauses only a moment before launching back into the air. Once more it hurtles towards the head, but this time instead of the cane, it tries a different tactic. On arm lifts high over the Mecha's head and then the unthinkable happens. A thick green cloud of noxious gas sprays from the gigantic Wily's underarm, aimed directly at the Croc's eyes. Knave turns to Coaster. His optics shift around, looking for various parts and components left behind of what's left of Sy. "Coaster. Get that ... well, whatever that thing is that looks like a spine. Flip, look for any small bits that could belong to Seismic, any small chips or lenses or anything. We need to make sure we get everything that fell out when he was melted. [Radio: (C) Global] Kain allows a soft snicker out at Landon's words. (Dr. Cossack can and WILL beat you any day of the week.)Oo. Coaster Raptor hrms, nodding. Fun, he gets the backbone. He hefts up what's left of it with a grunt, "Friggin heavy..." Jet Stingray has arrived. [Radio: (C) Global] Peanut Gallery Abernathy transmits, "The maddened hordes who wish you to pay for all the innocents you've killed might disagree, but--ah--who am I to argue?" The Gunslinger gets bitten! Rahh, Dinsaur hungers! The Madman is none-tohappy about it -- he bats futility at the beast with the Gunslinger's arms, but it probably doesn't even feel it. His salvation from being thrown through some other part of the Magic Kingdom comes from Sword Man, who distracts the beast long enough to have the Gunslinger drop to the ground sharply -- the dome on top forms spidery cracks throughout, the Cossack being battered around pretty badly. His nose bleeding, lips cracked, the Cossack takes the brief opening allowed to him by Kalinka's use of the Boomerang and Wily's ... good Lord, what /did/ he just do? ...ahem. Regardless, the Cossack takes the time to almost /will/ the 'slinger back up with its jets, flying it out of range of the beast for the moment -- but on the way, he lines up another shot near the point Sword Man stabbed on the beast's neck. Beast, meet rockets. Rockets, beast: a swarm of rockets launch from the armor at the dinosaur, trying to lock each one on to a different part of the seams between former Cow and creature. Perhaps hidden by the din of battle a procession of notes plays, each one lingering only a moment before dying out, the tune all too easy to recognize. It is one of the calling cards of the First Android, and it always heralds his arrival. As the last note fades, a crimson beam slashes downwards like a bolt of lightning, and spears through the vast bulk of the Deinosuches. Lasting just long enough to have been no natural occurance, the beam fades, yet Protoman is nowhere to be seen. At least, not yet. The thunder, lightning, and pounding rain is enough to distract anyone. However, pellets of hail, nearly quarter sized in diameter, begin pounding the plascrete ground, the crocodilian, and those around it. General, with one hand n a deathgrip about a piece of armor plating and several underlying coolant lines, suddenly finds himself in the middle of a classic rodeo scene. Good thing the hat's tacked on. But, would he last for more than eight seconds atop the murderous, several hundred foot long beast? One can certainly try. With a grunt as the initial lurch rams the ridged armor into his chest, scratching across his gilded form, General pretty much has no other choice BUT to hold on. With a free hand, he squints towards the base of the tail, one shaking hand balling up into a wrist, before letting loose a volley of wrist cannon blasts, whose energy source is the one and the same as that which fuels the hellfires that are the Apocalypse cannon. The smaller ion bursts would have to do, for how, however. And, as the Shadow Hunter's attacks seem to come from nowhere, the Repliforce Commander bellows out, bassovoice heard even abouve THIS din... "WATCH YOUR FIRE, ALL OF YOU!!!" Fliptop nods to Knave, "Right! Im all over it chief!" and with that he lands and starts scowering the battlegrounds for signs of anything that could belong to his big worm buddy. However, He is caught off guard as he watches the Triumph speeds towards the Croc and shouts into his radio and normally, "Kalinka! Be careful! Don't be hasty!" As much as he wants to go help The Cossacks again, He must remained focused on the mission and the task assigned to him! He must help Seismic first, Kalinka can take care of herself until then! Fliptop receives a radio transmission. Sigma moves away from the foot, "Let him down...", he says simply as he flings his hammer at the tail, attempting to hit it so it, might, like, uh, let his dear bruddah down. Guts Man shakes his head at Sigma, "Hit it in the nuts with your hammer instead." Fliptop sends a radio transmission. Ride Armor begins to hover slowly in the direction of the beast. Cyclops doesn't want to risk being attacked once again. He begins to pull levels, push buttons and switch switches. The Ride Armor's damaged 'face', um, well faces the croc while Cyclops prepares something. Probably an attack of some kind, but who knows? The Manticore begins to fall towards the ground as the left wing begins to power down, and Cyclops frantically diverts alot of power to the other wing, which then begins to flap madly, keeping the Armor in the air. And then the Manticore attacks. But not in the way you'd expect. A loud, yet lulling tune begins to eminate from the Ride Armor's face as it begins to hover a bit closer. Who knows, perhaps the beast will be stunned by the song in some way... But most likely not. But hey, why not try? The onslaught of attacks starts to piss of the Deinosuchus something fierce. Thrashing about completely wildly now, the tail and head move to hit anyone within range of the massive body. The armor on its face completely melts away, revealing the second thinner armor beneath. The eyes are completely burnt away, smoking out of each from the acid eating away at it. The tail is further assaulted by General and his wrist cannons. But the part that really sends the Deinosuchus into a true fury is the sudden blast out of hits right side, ripping a massive hole in the side of the Cow's armor and out into the open, there is now a nice sized General hole in the Deinosuchus from the interloper within the Crocodile. Knave walks over, and picks up one end of the Worm's spine, and heaves it over his head. "Coaster! Grab the other end! We've got to get this thing out of harm's way! Fliptop! Keep looking for pieces and try and get us a flight out of here, IMMEDIATELY!" He starts dragging the spinal cord towards the outer fringes of the park, hoping to see help on it's way. Coaster Raptor erfs, nodding a little bit, "... Alright.." he muses, going to the other end. "Guh, Sy, we need to rebuild you smaller or something," he mutters, but heck if that could be possible! He lifts, straining a little but he's managing it. Kalinka takes note that the beast is even MORE furious and preoccupied now that it's in pain. She can't actually see across to the other side, where General has put a SERIOUS hurt on the creature...but she can see that the monster is in a lot of pain and has at least slowed in its rampage. Narrowing her eyes, Kalinka continues to fire upon the monster's face, with high-powered lasers aimed in the direction of the beast's eyes to distract it even further. Let the BIG GUYS rip this guy stem to stern. At least she can provide a distraction. While she's at it, she snaps off a radio transmission. Fliptop says, "Uhh... Right! Yeah sure!" Fliptop continues to scower for pieces, throwing em inside his lid as he goes along, continuing to ponder how the hell he's supposed to get a flight out of here! Then it hits him and quickly turns back to Knave, "Hey you two keep working! I'll be right back!" and with that he engages his boosters and starts booking it for the nearest airport!" Sword Man grits his teeth as the beast flails, whipping it's head all about in a desperate attempt to wipe those attacking it out. HOlding on tight, blazing blade still embedded deep within the creature's neck, he tries to force it downward, trying to both free himself and slit the Deinosuchus's neck in the process. HOwever, as he tries to, he finds his blade unable to move downward. "BLAST!!!" Teeth gnashed in irritation, he tries to force his hand inbetween his blade and the armor of the croc, hoping to free his blade from within, the fire still burning within. Jet Stingray merely gets out of the dropship at last, having rigged it to carry as many people in the makeshift hospice. While MSE gumbies prepare for those that might be wounded, Jet merely directs traffic and helps with the general civilan mob control, making sure they all leave if they are dumb enough to still be around the massive fight zone. Kain gets knocked back from the Deinosuchus' thrashing... and goes into a roll to at least soften the blow... and upon which, Special K spies the hole. (Gotta hit it...)Oo. And as the wind picks up (which makes the mask/scarf flow in the wind) Kain leaps up as far as he could... and hit a X-Slash Combo on the dinosaur. The intend? To make the hole even bigger to let those who are Ride Armor capable... to score the Coup De Grace. General slips eve so slightly, after ducking out of the way of a wildly flung hammer, optic ridge quirked. Another screech of metal, and General finds a massive chunk of armor in his hand... and himself flying in the air. With a twist of his torso, he fires boot rockets, and lands with a massive whoomph, hunkering to one knee. He flings the chunk to the side, and glares at the beast, gaze dropping to the massive rend in the side of the creature, and forms a plan. Skull Shuttle arrives from the Eastern Seaboard. Skull Shuttle has arrived. Pushing his way towards the crowd Mr. Smithers arms his nets and numerous weapons and continues to make his move towards the hunt. The weapons give a soft hum as they begin to register at low frequency. However Mr. Smithers faulters just a bit as he gazes up at the giant animal. Wiping sweat away from his brow before realizing a large stream of curses. "Crickety! That bugger's just darn well ugly mess, that she is. It would seem like ain't too happy about this either. I believe I am going to have to sneak right up behind her and take a clean shot at her head." A small floating image camera pops up next to Mr. Smithers, letting the form of Mikage gaze silently at the poacher. "Mr. Smithers, if you would get on with it instead of talking to yourself it would be much appreciated. Thank you." It's attack obviously not working, the Manticore begins to fly back, the damaged left wing flapping slowly, obviously not completely useless. Wondering what to do know, Cyclops can only sit back and watch for now as he looks though the weapon systems, trying to find what's operational and what's not. He begins to push several buttons, reading a partly damaged computer screen that is imbedded in the console in front of him, not paying attention to the croc. Diverting more power to the damaged left wing, Cyclops begins to pull leavers, causing the massive wings to flap madly, sending fairly powerful waves of air at the croc. Since it seems to create lots of wind itself it probably won't do much good, but hopefully it'll pull apart some already weak peice of armor on it, or something similar. General, after receiving radio confirmation, rockets towards the beast, and between slashing jaws and bucking armor, pauses a moment to guage his next move. And then, surprisingly, he bolts foward, into a dive that carries him into the innards of the compromised creature, leading the way for the others. Wilymachine quickly moves away from the croc, though Wily does get a glance at the new damage. And Sword Man hanging from the creature's neck. Pride in his children fills the doctor as he pilots his machine away. General's message comes over the radio and Wily smiles viciously. Oh yes...this should be fun. Spying the General, he adjusts his heading, banking sharply. The Mecha Wily lands with a thud nexts to General, going down to one knee before rising slowly and smoothly. Inside, Wily eyes the gaping hole in the beast's side and ponders this plan. Blues is used to entering the scene with a whistle, not a bang. The bang usually happens afterwards. Still, aside from a sudden bit of 'turbulence' caused by the thrashings of an irritated lizard, things could be worse. He could be outside. With an inaudible *clunk*, he plants his feet on the inside of the Cow, and glances around before really getting to work. 'Really getting to work' entails the slow but sure shifting of his colors, starting at his feet and moving up his body in coruscating flame colored waves. The color changes come more and more quickly as he builds power within his systems, the indicators on his buster arm being the only stable source of color on his body. These grow brighter and brighter, each lighting in sequence until three of them are fully lit, and then he unleashes the second of what will do doubt be many attacks. Fire Man's stolen weapon, the devestating Fire Storm. The Gunslinger rides the very edge of the creature's effective thrashing and biting range, cycling its weapons. The Mad Russian is trying to consider all of his various options ... nothing is really all that appealing at the moment. Blood continues to flow down his face, sopping into his beard -- he ignores it, probably already forgetting about it. Meanwhile, the hurricane batters down on the wounded Gunslinger, rain and hail battering against the throughly beat-up looking armor. Good thing he didn't take the plane, as it's bad enough moving a multi-ton bipedal armor unit around when he's had decades of experience with such. The weather's getting uglier as the beast takes more and more damage -- it must be some kind of attack. The Cossack draws the ride armor back as General and Sigma /invade/ the creature, taking a defensive position slightly behind Wily. The entire weapons array on the Gunslinger starts to come to full power in preparation for the coming mayhem -- the Madman's eyes gleam with a hunger for atomic vengeance on the beast, made even more sinister by the blood that drenches most of the lower part of his face, neck and shirt-collar. Its only a few miles but hey even Fliptop can make that in a matter of minutes! Upon reaching the airport not too far from the battle, Eddie quickly lands and begins booking it into the Disney National Airport, not even bothering to catch his breath! Panting wildly, He dash-waddles into the complex and upon passing by a nearby window, notices a spare 787 just about to be loaded up! He will not let one of his comrades die by a stupid live action rip off of the Crocodile Hunter! He continues to waddle past people, while saying, "Excuse me! Pardon me! Coming through people official Maverick Hunter business! GRRR! MOVE OUT OF MY WAY!" and with that the small android leaps into the air and boosters his way to the front where tickets are begin held! He quickly lands and shows his Maverick Hunter Badge!, "I AM HUNTER EDDIE! Get everyone off the plane now! I need to commendere this plane for official reasons, like extracting a wounded officer! So move! Move! Move!" As Flippy continues to bounce up and down, as if stating this is a moment of national emergency. The ticket master eyes the Hunter oddly, not normally one to just let this happen, but since they are grounded anyway due to the battle He can't help but not help the Maverick Hunter out and moves to the PA: "Alright passengers, due to the battle at hand everyone on Flight 675 is to get off board now." and turns to Fliptop and nods, "Alright but this better be good." Flippy bounces happily and excitedly says, "Thanks mister! Thanks alot!" and with that dashes into the plane and towards the Cockpit, talking with the Captains, "Start this plane up now! LETS MOVE MOVE MOVE! We got a hunter's life at stake and he's freaking huge! I don't need to explain how big he is! JUST GO!" The Captains blink and gasp as Fliptop enters the cockpit, "What the!?" "Its alright sir, he got confirmation from the tower." and with that the plane begins to take off towards Disney Empire! Seismic Earthworm has reconnected. Seismic Earthworm has partially disconnected. Sigma winces visibly as he almost hits his brother with the hammer. Well, that would have been embarrassing. Like a boomerang, the hammer fwips around, returning towards the proximity of it's owner, Sigma moves forward and catches the hammer in his hand, wincing slightly as he tightly grips it. He looks towards General and with a short sigh, runs after General, also disappearing into the creature, sending one last radio transmission before he does so. Knave sends a radio transmission. Ride Armor remains the 'diversionary' -- now very boldly situated in front of the creature, firing into its eyes and mouth whenever possible. The barrage of firing from the ride armor is nearly constant. Again, Kalinka is doing this to distract the beast as much as possible...so that the 'heavy hitters' can accomplish their job. Knave receives a radio transmission from Rock. Knave drops his end of the worm gently to the ground, waiting for Eddie and his plane to arrive. "Coaster, put him down, gently. We'll have to wait for the transpo to arrive. Just keep an eye on that croc back there.. we don't need it stepping on us." Coaster Raptor nods once, happy to set the heavy part of Sy down on the ground. Once the spine is down, he takes a seat by it, and gazes over toward that monstrosity of a creature... "Right... stay over there..." he mutters. Metal Man has arrived. The Skull shuttle appears up in the sky fighting to not crash from the storm and at the controls of the ship is Metal Man. The Ego does have some skills as pilot as he comes in over the General com Metal Man goes. Metal Man has left. Magnet Man grins as he see's Blues attack the Croc from inside the Cow. If Blues keeps up the attack, then maybe there'll be an opening big enough for him to fit through. He grins again, he would go and help Blues. But he couldn't really do anything with Blues using that weapon. ... And just as Knave speaks, the said plane begins to float above the designated area and Eddie plops up on the main console to look out the window, "OOOOOH! We're so high in the air! I don't i've ever been this high! I might have to try it sometime! Ya know because that would be fun! But at the same time it would suck if my boosters went out and I be "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" and crash into the ground.. On second thought, I doubt im gonna do it.." The Pilot and CPilot shrug their shoulders and then Eddie points out where to land. So the plane begins to descend within the wreckage, doing its best to stay steady as they continue downward. The inside of the techno organic beast reeks, flat out. From the unassimilated remains of any park goers, to the thick stench of oils and coolant fluids, it's enough to phase the staunchest. General, once inside, switches to infrared imaging, and squares his shoulders for the task at hand. the sound of the other arrivals is not too far behind. The footing here is tenuous at best, with the still bucking creature now all around him. Raising fists at a near forty five degree angle, intended to take out the back portion of the main body, he snaps his head around, mustache twitching only once as he bellows out above the din, the cry echoed in the radio channels, "Everything you've got, -NOW-!" And then, both wrist blasters whine to life, firing point blank into the piled heaps of cabling, piping and structural pylons that form the interior of hte beast. His shoulders rattle from the backwash of such a close attack, and a small 'snickt' of a protective shield for his optics is not heard as the glare from the assault fills the interior with a kaleidoscope of colors. Knave turns back to Coaster, and prods him. "Ok, get ready. We're gonna have to move quickly. I get the feeling this plane's going to look very tempting to that monstrosity back there." The Gunslinger advances shortly after the Mecha-Wily, all systems go ... at least, weapon-wise. Sure, the Gunslinger has seen better days. Those teeth-marks, dents, abrasions, bruises, and outright /holes/ aren't supposed to be there. But the Gunslinger has been rebuilt so many times that it has become accustomed to the stresses of being a moving frame. The two scientists yell encouragement to each other over the radio, taking their positions within the beast. The Cossack, at Wily's mark, hits the BIG RED BUTTON right in the middle of the Gunslinger's panel and cackles insanely, screaming out something in the privacy of the near-shattered dome. << "DIE, YOU FREAK OF NATURE! DEATH BY OVERKILL FEEL THE POWER OF *SCIENCE*!" >> Guts Man facepalms, "Feelo the power of science? How much nerdier can you get?" Fliptop has reconnected. While everyone else is doing their mad assualt on the best, Jet meely glances up as he points to the way out. "Dude... I need to get me one of those robot suits or something. Or a giant gun... Giant guns tend to be good things." Wilymachine engages his thrusters and follows Sigma and General, disappearing into the tear in the creature's side. Wily breathes a sigh of relief as he is able to stop fighting the controls against the endless pounding of the raging storm outside. Sensors provide him with a barrage of data on the inner workings of the beast, from the structure to the probable locations of fuel lines and hyrdaulic pumps. Bringing all the weapons on the massive Wily online with a throbbing hum of power, Dr. Wily cackles evilly. Everyone loves toys, and Wily is no exception. Its just that his toys are very, very large. As he gives the mark, and Cossack opens fire, Dr. Wily slams his hand down on his own firing key. The Mecha Wily lifts its lab coat abruptly...oh no MECHA FLASHER! But wait...whats this? Under the labcoat rests......lots and lots and lots of guns. Big guns. Small guns. Medium size guns. Ugly guns. Cute guns. Red guns. Green guns. Slime guns. Gatling guns. Every conceivable weapon you could imagine and some that only Wily could think of open fire in one insane barrage of firepower, a murderous symphony of destruction accompanied by the mad cackling within the cockpit. Finally, The plane fully descends and the rear hatch opens, ready for the Hunters to do their thing! Fliptop remains at rear hatch ready to operate any necessary machinery to help lift Seismic into the plain. Cranes etc. After sending off gales of wind with the Manticore's giant wings, Cyclops begins to direct the Ride Armor closer to the croc. Rising higher and higher into the air, the Manticore rises up above the Croc, before looking down at it. Cyclops begins to push buttons and switch switches, readying attacks. And then, pushing a few last buttons, the Manticore unleashes two of the Sting missiles from before, the ones which explode with acid. Following that is a wave of acid from the mouth of the Maverick Ride Armor. It continues the onslaught of attacks, attacking it will full power, the stinger on the back of the Ride Armor beginning to lash out at the croc... Fliptop says, "Lets go! Lets go! Lets go!" Fliptop has partially disconnected. Knave screams at the top of his lungs, over the roar of the Plane's engines, as it lands. "COASTER! L'ets GO! GO GO GO!" The beast twists and shakes violently as it feels its been violated from within, first by Blues then by General, Cossack, and Wily. Each sending out massives amounts of energy that are also met from without by the Manticore's own weapons. Finally, after three days on a bloody rampage, the Deinosuchus collapses to the ground unmoving. Still no power source is detected, though it has tons of holes in it from every spot you can imagine. Its last roar turns into a simple whimper of a dying animal that was simply trying to survive. You big meanies. Coaster Raptor nods, standing up to do what he needs to do, "RIGHT!" he roars out right back to Knave. Now, if the plane is low enough, he'll lift up that end of the spine to help get it into the plane... if it's higher, well he'll ... direct the crane. or something. Ride Armor enters the Louisiana. Ride Armor has left. Sword Man grits his teeth, but finally manages to free himself from the beast, the blade loosening from it's hold within the neck of the Deinosuchus and back down to the anti-gravity embrace of it's lower half. Shaking his head as he lands, he looks upward, to see if the Beast has been dealt sufficient blows. He notices several wounds all over it now. "The beast is faltering." Grinning, he watches on as the beast flails and finally, falls. "The beast is dead. The Dragon hast been slain," he proclaims loudly as possible, propping himself on his sword as he look son. Knave heaves up an end of the worm and starts moving as quickly as his small frame, dragging 10 tonnes of robotics, can. Vile enters the Louisiana. Vile has left. Bastion drops Deinosuchus Note. Ride Armor finally stops it's onslaught of acid and acid based materials. Cyclops, glad that his final attacks seem to have done some good, he lets the Manticore slowly fly down onto the ground. It's lands smoothly, before most of the systems shut down from exhaustion. Cyclops has arrived. The Gunslinger unleashes hell along with the Mecha-Wily. It is a glorious display of excessive force -- combined with General and Sigma, the beast is brought low, crippled. The reign of terror is over. Satisfied, the Cossack turns the Gunslinger around and takes it outside of the creature, sending some radios along the way. He guides it towards Fliptop's extraction plane, as it too is going to require extensive repairs. Muttering at the snoop vison on Mikage's hover camera, Smithers accidently hits it. The hover camera goes swiftly to the ground cracking into many piece. The image of the great Kumicho's image remains no more. Taking his time to take a deep inward breath and begins setting up his heavy arsonal. "Bugger Mob Bosses. Always ruining my fun. No matter. I will handle this all with out his...help." Staring as the big monster falls to ruins, Mr. Smithers just grumbles and sighs. "Well that was uncalled for! I was going to defeat him!" He looks around for a long moment. There is no way he is able to get at the monster. So like every villian who failed and will no doubt be killed for his incompetence, Mr. Smithers runs. Leaving his nice arsonal on the ground. Knave has left. The Plane! The Plane! The Plane closes the hatch and begins to head off towards Tokyo and Light Labs! Well, that was sudden. Protoman was just getting 'warmed up', so to speak, and then 'all hell breaks loose'. First the thing goes into serious thrashing and spasming, then there are sounds of exploding that certainly didn't come from him, and then nothing. Stillness and silence. And he's got oil all over his scarf. Still and all, the thing seems to be dead, and so there's no point in wasting further energy on it. Time to go. And with that, Blues reverts once more to crimson energy, and disappears. Fliptop whistles Bastion has disconnected. Fliptop enters the Sky Above Eastern United States. Fliptop has left. Magnet Man just watches as the big croc falls. He shrugs, so much for his idea. He grabs a bottle of coke from a nearby stand, which only suffered partial damage, starts to drink it, then heads for the skull shuttle. Magnet Man has left. Wilymachine slowly ceases fire, and turns to follow the Gunslinger out of the beast. Once outside, Wily scans the area and notes the position of the Master ship, just in case. The Mecha Wily gains a bit of altitude, it turns and moves away from the fallen beast, dripping with oil and fluids, as well as covered in burn marks from close range explosions. Still, the Mecha is not that badly damaged, though repairs will be necessary. The scientist within is quite pleased with himself, and pauses to exchange a few words with his 'allies'. Cyclops has left. Ride Armor , for lack of a better tactic, moves out into the open, away from the fallen beast. It parks itself, leaking all kinds of fluids, and awaits the Hunter pickup. Coaster Raptor enters the Eastern Seaboard. Coaster Raptor has left. Mikage Yukiato slowly gets out of his hover limo and eyes the scene for a long long moment. A thin and almost annoyed sneer tugs on his lips as he nods to his bodyguard. "Aoshi-san, make sure Mr. Smithers is dealt with accordingly. I believe I already warned him what would happened if he failed." The bodyguard just nods and cracks his knuckles. "As you wish Mikage-Sama." Cyclops has arrived. General slowly paces out of the wreckage, several portions of his armor ripped and shredded away. He scowls at the entire form of the smoking beast. One hand, the servos that control the grip of his wrist completely shredded away, reaches out to touch the synthsteel skin of the beast, as he eyes it. "An entire dropship..." He appears to sag slightly, but seems intent upon keeping his guard up. Jumping out of the damaged Maverick Ride Armor Manticore is the cyborg Cyclops. His mouth has a bit of an annoyed look, and he begins to walk through the rubble and debris, stalking towards a certain object lying on the ground not too far away. Jumping over a final peice of rubble, he reaches what he was looking for. The hat that the Donald Duck in the GNN report was wearing before he was devoured is lying on the ground, without a scratch. Picking it up, he looks it over, before taking it back to the Manticore with him. Gizmo Glider will be happy to receieve this... After all, he's been begging for it over his radio for a while. General has disconnected. Sigma heads out as well, nodding simply to General, "Ahh. Is it not a pity, General? Together we could achieve so much. Truly a pity.", he sighs a little, "But such is life, what will be will be..." Wilymachine pilots his own mech towards the Skull Shuttle, sending one last parting message to Sigma, General and Cossack. "Excellent work, yes indeed. I think I shall keep you all around when I conquer this planet." Wilymachine has left. Ride Armor sits there. Meanwhile, the Cossack chuckles at Wily, smirking even as he cleans up his face with a rag. "Gee, zhanks," radios Cossack back to Wily. Sword Man watches on at the aftermath of the battle. HOwever, seeing little else here for the time being, he soon starts to stalk off, his weapon still blazing, though it seems to be dying down a bit. SLowly, he makes his way toward the direction of the Skull Shuttle, rolling his shoulders a bit at the jarring they received from being stuck within that monstrosity. He peers about, trying to find familiar faces within the crowd, not just from TV and battles and such, but actual non-combat confrontations as well. Ride Armor then gets picked up by the Vorpal, and is carted off somewhere. Ride Armor enters the Sky Above Eastern United States. Ride Armor has left. Mikage Yukiato takes a quick gaze around the area before going back into his limo. Mikage Yukiato has left. Rolls-Royce Deluxe Hoverlimo enters the Eastern Seaboard. Rolls-Royce Deluxe Hoverlimo has left. Gizmo Glider arrives from the Eastern Seaboard. Gizmo Glider has arrived. Cyclops gets to work on repairing the Manticore's left wing. Fear his mechanic powers! Look, up in the sky! Is it a bird!? Is it a plane?! Okay this is getting old. We both know it is neither of these things. But rather it is rather small fuzz ball gliding swiftly into the area. Air medic with a rather foul attitute! Landing lightly on the ground, Gizmo gazes around him carefully before eyeing the downed wreakage. The little glider still seems to be abit shaken up as if waiting for something to pounce on him....LIKE THE SIBLINGS OF THAT GIANT MONSTER COMING BACK FOR REVENGE! THEY WILL EAT US ALL!! Err... Moving quickly past the debri Gizmo cautiously moves towards Cyclops. "So Filth monkey...I take it you can't handle this by yourself? Very well move out of the way and let a professional do such." Cyclops stops immediatly on his work with the Manticore's left wing, turning to look at Gizmo. "Professional? Don't make me laugh... /I'm/ the professional here." And then he gets back to work. Seismic Earthworm enters the Louisiana. Seismic Earthworm has left. Gizmo Glider's eyes narrow as he exposes his rather large buckteeth. "PROFESSIONAL!? Bah! You stink worm are nothing more then a child in field. I have long surpassed your work. Leaping onto the structure Gizmo's four paws and tail reaches into his tool pouch and snatches up various tools. Working 5x's as fast Gizmo swiftly begins his work. Gizmo may be mad but he knows his field well. It is his improvements that usually end up getting him into trouble. Like adding various weapons to a point that it will not make the object move anylonger. Cyclops just glares at Gizmo, but continues to work on the Manticore's left wing, his right arm constantly reaching for tools from a bag attached to his back. Blues enters the Underneath Caribbean Sea. Blues has left. Jet Stingray has left. Sigma looks towards his henchmen, and sighs softly. Well, Gizmo Glider wlil treat the cyborgs the worst, in all liklihood, than any other Maverick. This will be useful to see how things go. He turns and watches.