Log started: 10/31/02 7:37:24 PM Entrance Area Easily the largest room in the Blue Strider base, the entrance area doubles as both a hanger for the vehicles of the group, as well as their exit to the outside world. A large blast door is present at the far end of the room, big enough for medium sized vehicles to enter and exit easily. Another smaller door is nearby, allowing individual Striders to enter and exit without having to open the larger airlock door. Both lead, via an intricant tunnel system, to the Cairo harbour. At the far end of the area is another door that leads to the corridor. It is monitored by a small video camera in the corner of the room. Contents: Contents: Harley Davidson Hoverbike [C] Harley Hovercycle [C] Derelict Sub Teleport Chamber Tunnel Exit : Cairo - Harbor District Corridor : Main Corridor Air Lock : Underneath Mediterranean Sea [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "YOu didn't just call me a 'dude' did you?" [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man is still cheerful, "Oh, he did." [Radio: (C) Global] BroadbandClassic Jet Stingray transmits, "Dude, I've gotten more dates in a week then all you Wily Wimp morons get in a year." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Suuuuuure." [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Is that how you measure your masculinity, Jet?" [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Suuuuure." [Radio: (C) Global] Star Man transmits, "Its okay Jet. We're all friends here, you totally don't have to lie./" [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "How much you can pretend you have a sex drive and bow and scrape to hold onto a woman?" [Radio: (C) Global] BroadbandClassic Jet Stingray transmits, "Gemini... You are getting me confused with Crash Man again. The only time I didn't date was when my Stingray self got hurt by the war that is love. But since I respect Rigger's wishes, I'll shut up. Get in your licks, I don't care because while you guys might think got style, you're just wanna bes. Except Star Man. You guys should learn from him. And Crash Man once in a blue moon. Other than that, losers across the board." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Those two are losers as well, methinks." [Radio: (C) Global] Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Sword Man has a certan style." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Hn." [Radio: (C) Global] BroadbandClassic Jet Stingray transmits, "Okay, and Sword Man from time to time. But that's it." [Radio: (C) Global] Star Man transmits, "Oh Pyro Dork. You'd make me laugh if I could be bothered remembering who in Doc Dude's name you were." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Didn't you just do that?" [Radio: (C) Global] Star Man transmits, "It comes and goes." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man again says, with great eloquence, "Hn." [Radio: (C) Global] Star Man transmits, "But Jet makes one good point. As in, I got things to do. Which is to most totally say, not continue this conversation. Laters! *intro riff to Rust In Peace!'" [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "What bad music. Some people have no taste." Footage of a festival in Central Mexico. People dance and yell to music, wearing costumes among the celebrators. Suddenly, screams are heard. Then, they rise into shouts of panic in spanish, before the people break to flee. Seen approaching is a mass of yellow, decrepid, mummified mesamerican garbed beings, shuffling towards the civilians. The corner people, and drag them away screaming. " Imhotep....Imhotep.." the chant slowly, " Imh-" The chant is interrupted by muffled shouting from far off, and the chant changes. " Montezuma...Montezuma..." The camera pans away, to a news room. " This was the scene an hour ago, in Central Mexico. Over 36 people were captured, and taken south into the jungles of Central America. Local authorities are baffled, and scrambling to respond..." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "I *(&#ing hate Halloween." [Radio: (C) Global] Midi transmits, "Why? Halloween's great!" [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "I rather like it. Though the trouble that pops up now I could do without." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Friggin' kids and their friggin' 'gimme candy' crap." [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "...YOU apparently haven't been in a zombie infested CITY." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man yells in a falsetto voice, "TRICK OR TREAT! TRICK OR TREAT! [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "Blah, blah, blah, zombies-infested cities. God, you people are worse than the stories I've heard about Baby Boomers." [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "Me? No. I just got to deal with helping to stop the virus. I'm trying very hard to forget that, too." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Zombies. I work with politicians. Don't talk t'me about soulless husks." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man laughs. [Radio: (C) Global] Star Man transmits, "*pilot from Jason X* You guys weren't alive during the Microsoft Conflict. We were beating each other with our own severed limbs." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Maybe McLaren and Montezuma could have a heart-theart." [Radio: (C) Global] Bass transmits, "Literally." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "Sure. If McLaren hadda heart." [Radio: (C) Global] Midi transmits, "Hey, Miss McLaren can be nice, sometimes!" [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man snickers. [Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "I do need to speak with that charming president sometime..." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Bad Dynamo! No cookie!" [Radio: (C) Global] Dynamo transmits, "What? I'm not contracted to kill her or anything. I merely need to speak with her."" [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Oh. Carry on." [Radio: (C) Global] Bridgit Cascio transmits, "She might not letcha get a word in edgewise, eh. Politicians bein' th'windbags they are, an' all." Outside> Central American Jungle Outside> Contents: Contents: Gravity Beetle [Limited] [M] Scribe Robin [M] Jet Stingray [RF] Barrage Raptor [Armored] [RF] Shadow Man [Unarmored] [RM] Tengu Man [Storm_Eagle] [RM] Metal Man [Undead] [RM] Gemini Man [Normal] [RM] Sword Man [Normal] [RM] Pharaoh Man [Son-of-Ra] [RM] Hummingbirds Maverick Variable Dropship [M The Scene! README Robot Master Hovercar - Comrade [RM] Spooky Cave Outside> South : Panama Canal Northeast : Yucatan Penninsula Northwest : Central Mexico Up : Sky Above Central America Outside> The Scene! README Outside> The place-Deep in the Heart of the MesAmerican jungle. An old Aztec ruin, a pyramid to be precise, has been cleared away of all its overgrowth and dirt, and restored to pristine quality. Fresh torches line paths too and fro from it. Low chants can be heard from all about. An open pit, lined with stands, is illuminated before the pyramid. On one side, closest to the looming structure of time past, is a large cage which holds a few dozen humans, guarded by a few undead zombies in Aztec garb. A throne is above them on an altar. A strange stone circle is attached at one side of the 'pit'. Outside> Scribe Robin receives a radio transmission from Pyro Squirrel. Outside> Repliforce Space Shuttle arrives from the Central Mexico. Outside> Repliforce Space Shuttle parks over by the comissary. Outside> Barrage Raptor has reconnected. Outside> Barrage Raptor has partially disconnected. Outside> The Pelican lands in some secluded location, it's sensors trying to pick up where this 'Montezuma' fellow is or something. Outside> Barrage Raptor has disconnected. Outside> For the benefit of the new people... Watching from afar, hidden from whatever chaos may soon begin, Gravity Beetle watches. He's clad in a halloween costume in fact- the filthy robes and rags of a monstrous ghoul. Well, what did you expect? For the moment, all he's doing is watching, waiting... apparently playing about with a CC player... and awaiting the chance to cause some good old-fashined simple mayhem and utter bedlam. Outside> Jet Stingray has made his way to the scene... Currently he is on foot, having landed and sneaked the rest of the way. Since he is one of the first Repliforcers here, he is trying to do the traditional scoping out of the area. .oO(They better get here soon or I'm making them give me fin rubs! Or the girls anyway. Hmmm... Fin rubs. That's not fair... I should punish the guys too. Ohhh, make then try to give Anthem a foot rub. That seems evil enough.) Outside> The pelican doesn't land. It's not even near here. Outside> Pallbearer looks around as he emerges from the Comet's side hatch, trying to get a handle on the situation and reaching out with his scanner systems. The mummybot looks to the others in the comet, then back out towards the ziggurat. "Ah....Right. Think you all should get out and see this...." Outside> Abyss Dragon lands with a thud, not too far away from Jet. Struggling to keep his bright purple with yellow star hat on he folds away his mamoth wings and plods towards Jet. Casually tapping the Repliforcer on the sholder he announces his presence. Outside> Gunsmith Cat waits for everyone else to disembark, grumbling something dire-sounding about instruction manuals as she locks down the Comet and orders one of her troopers to stay with it and make sure nobody keys the door. It's Halloween in the jungle, what else should she say, don't pick up Lara Croft? Stepping out, she shifts from one armor to another, ditching the costume in favor of something a little more damage-absorbing, all things considered. Outside> Gunsmith Cat changes into her Combat armor. Outside> Scribe is next to Gravity Beetle, dressed in a Roman Toga and holding a medium-sized box. "Are you sure this is the location? These premises are not... quite...-" Whatever Scribe was going to say is cut off by a Spider Monkey landing on his head, causing him to start running around yelling "GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!". The spider monkey promply runs away, startled, and Scribe starts to calm down. Outside> Guess who's back? Back again? Pixie's back! Tell a friend! That's right, the one and only foot-tall ninja of Repliforce, Shinobi Pixie, explodes out of the Comet's hatch in a streak of green and silver, giggling softly all the way. "Timetosavetheworld!" she twitters merrily, drawing her sword. For someone entering into a potentially deadly situation, she's horribly cheerful about it. Outside> Gravity Beetle is forced to groan, as he's suddenly on the receiving end of massive embarrasment. A very unfamiliar sensation, it has to be said. "Stop monkeying around! Have you seen how many Replifreaks are around here?! We're outnumbered lots to two!" Outside> Sai pokes his belargehaired head out of the hatch just before Gunsmith locks down the Comet. He steps out entirely, following the others, and carefully observing his surroundings. "Be careful, everyone," he cautions. Strange, though...no weapons. Perhaps that costume means more than simply a funny getup. Outside> Barrage Raptor has connected. Outside> Scribe frowns at Gravity Beetle, still holding on to the box. "The Repliforce will undoubtedly focus on saving the captives, and we shall be merely confronting this 'Montezuma'. I see no reason that they would engage in combat with us in the present circumstances." Outside> Gravity Beetle looks around shiftily. "Yeah, but... what if they were, like, possessed by egyptec ghosts or something? This is Halloween, this is halloween, pumpkin-- er, I mean, anything could happen... stupid playlist..." Gravity beetle fiddles with his CD player and searches for another song. Outside> As the RFers and Mavericks look around, a procession starts down toward the pit. Leading the procession seems to be a pale Aztec boy, ambling slowly and bonelessly. However, this is no normal boy, if the large floating head of his and his abnormally large hands and feet are any suggestion. The disproportionate child simply makes his way down, further and further into the pit, silent, with haunting, large eyes staring blankly ahead. Outside> A burly Aztec Jaguar Warrior, a high-ranking one by his garb, marches forward through the ruins, jogging at an impressive pace. Blank, determined look on his face, the warrior jogs through the undergrowth, making his way to a large, inset stone-carved pit in the ground, two hoops sticking out of the sides at a 90 degree angle. Outside> Barrage Raptor is just kinda here with all the other Forcers. Yeah. Stupid computer.. Outside> Scribe shakes his head at Gravity's actions. Outside> Enter? No. They're already here. The twins, that is. Sitting where the legions of zombies are STANDING, up on the top of the rows of the ceremonial stands...simply the best, buffest, and most guadily dressed zombies of them all. They aren't saying much....mostly, because Pharaoh Man thinks this is the zombies' show. They're here for tradition's sake, and because any prank big enough to get the attention of half the planet is something they want to be around to take partial credit for. ...Anything that turns out a complete disaster, they want to bail out on. Outside> As the stragglers gather about, a large figure comes from behind the throne and stands before it. Chuckling softly, he raises a hand towards his 'people', " Excellent work, my children. Soon, we shall have our revenge on the invaders. The desacraters of our land. " More 'zombies' begin to wander in, filling the stands around the pit. Outside> Ring Redwing holds her hands behind her back as she hovers in the air in her angel get up. Although it's not exactly a costume, it's an actual outfit she's ensembled from before, although the jade earrings that offset the redness of the outfit are absent tonight. "Is that Montezuma-san up there?" She asks pointing to the large figure that steps from behind the throne. Outside> Scribe looks towards Gravity. "Do you think that is our target emerging?" Outside> One Aztec warrior warrior does not seem to enter and just simple seems to be down in the pit the next time someone takes a glance there. His arms are crossed and you can see well he is most certainly a zombie and not one who looks well that much human anymore from his current condtion he seems to have been dead for some time. The risen again warrior says nothing and simply waits for the spawn of the spainards to come. Outside> Shadow Man has disconnected. Outside> "So, that's our cue to go in there and start unleashing raw mayhem?" asks Gravity Beetle, whose CD player has now clicked over to 'Bat out of Hell' and is starting to psych him up in an unfortunate manner. "It looks like the guy, alright. The goldenrod of the bunch." Click. "Wait a sec-- nah, forget it. It couldn't be..." Outside> Metal Man has reconnected. Outside> Scribe frowns at Gravity. "They're playing that ancient game of theirs where the losers are killed and the winners get the posessions of the spectators?" Outside> Metal Man has partially disconnected. Outside> The pixie ponders a moment, hovering in midair and tapping at her chin thoughtfully as she eyes the strange ceremonial procession march past. Shinobi's wings buzz very softly as they work overtime to keep her aloft, and she tucks her sword under her arm for a moment to consider things. Eyeing the cage with the hostages, she squiiiiints, lifting a thumb up and gauging the distance like a painter would a landscape, little tongue peeking out the corners of her mouth. "Hmm. I think I can make it in two blinks," she muses softly before landing on a large leaf, the frond bending slightly, chattering into her radio. Outside> The haunting boy with the large demonic head simply turns...well, the head does anyways. The blank eyes simply look upward toward the large figure which speaks. The body slumping a bit, hands trailing down and fingers dragging in the dirt, he watches intently. Well, as intently as a cursed child could in his state. Outside> Sai eyes the proceedings warily. "I don't like this. I really don't," he mutters to himself, carrying on planning in the radio at the same time. Outside> Gunsmith Cat moves carefully into an 'overwatch' position, waiting for some form of signal. The claws on her forearm guards snapping into place, clacking ones softly before opening wide as her targetting reticule begins to glitter in one eye, picking and choosing targets. Outside> Gravity Beetle gasps! "You don't mean... (gasp!) They're playing for ante... I never thought I'd see the day..." He snorts, and this time, whispers, "Does it matter what they're doing? Let's just wrap ol' Monty up and make him say uncle. Do you have..." dramatic pause, as well as pose padding. "The Secret Weapon?" Outside> Jet Stingray merely looks back to Abyss with a sigh. "Dude... Stealth... Outside> The burly Jaguar Warrior hefts his club and shield with renewed purpose as he enters the 'pit', walking until he reaches the middle of the now-decayed stone floor. He stands at attention, ready for battle, as he looks up. His emperor gets an affirmatory grunt as the warrior waits for orders... Outside> Jet Stingray has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray has connected. Outside> Scribe hefts the medium-sized box he's carrying. "Yes, and I have a little... backup on call." Outside> Barrage Raptor crawls up next to Rally, and looks over at her, "So, we're just going to try to distract them, right? Lemme get that gatling gun.." Outside> As the crowd begins to congeal into a full-blown assembly, the figure becomes visible, stepping forwards into the light. He is a tall, gastly figure. Once of noble and kingly grace, his rotting body has betrayed him. " Children of the Gods' Blood....we gather here tonight for one purpose-to give to the Gods the blood they have long craved in return to their gift to our people, their blood for our lives made possible. Now, we shall have it. Or, maybe..." Montezuma turns outwards, eyes alight. " We shall have visitors..." From all around the jungle depths, warriors for a chain around the 'visitors', large melee weapons in hand. Despite their decay, each looks just as formidable, if not more, than he or she was in life. " Please, come closer. Let me see who the Spaniard scum have sent to save their people. " The cage holding prisoners is risen up by a cord, and stone slides upon stone below it, revealing a pit of bubbling lava far below, the cage just out of the harmful reach of it. " I insist. " Outside> Gravity Beetle does his level best to hold in an absoutely crackling cackle. Covering his mouth and shaking like an evil, blue, horny Santa Claus, he suddenly freezes as a big zombie springs up in front of him. "(Insert high-pitched girlish scream here.)" Outside> Jet Stingray merely looks back to Abyss with a sigh. "Dude... Stealth..." Shaking his head he then sees the rest of the people come. Well, looks like the silent approach might not be the best one after all. He merely gets a dry long stick from the ground and just hrmms. Is a plan forming. Who knows. Outside> Pallbearer finishes the conversation with the radio, nodding silently and looking towards the ziggurat....and then looking around...seeing the ring of spears begin to close. His saber is in-hand in a flash, as he backs towards the others. "Ah....bloody hell." The mummybot glances towards the other RFers, then back towards the ziggurat and the aztecs. "Well...needless to say this isn't going well." Outside> Abyss Dragon pulls his bladed jet black boomerang from a small compartment from his thigh, watching with delight as it coats in a hazy black shield he turns to Jet, "Sir. I can think of many uses for this." he throws it into the air and grasps it, "A diversion. Something to cut the cage. You name it!" Outside> Note the cage now hangs above a pit of lava. Outside> Scribe frowns at the zombie warriors. He frowns at the lava pit. He then frowns at 'Montezuma', his companion, and the area in general. "Well,......" "...." "... This is most unpleasant." Scribe quickly opens the box, and pulls out one of his hummingbird drones, the beak slightly discolored. He then turns on the drone, and smiles as project "Hernan Cortes" activates. However, he really should have double checked his personality datas... Outside> Cut it anyway! What's a Halloween horror flick without a bodycount? Outside> Gunsmith Cat pauses in offering her gatling guns to Barrage to roll her eyes. "Classic B zombie movie dialogue. Next we'll have a busty heroine leaping in with twin forty-fives..." She glances down at herself, and coughs, "...I don't count, of course." Shaking her head she follows along with the demands, rising to her feet and padding closer to the firelight. Leaning on a tree, she waits, "So, Monty. You going to rant now, or should we just kick your rear end like you know is coming first, then you can rant later?" Outside> Shinobi Pixie draws a long, deep breath... and curling herself into a little ball, *BLINK*s out of sight in a flash of white light a la Q from Star Trek. The pixie reappears a moment later, halfway to the perilously-swinging cage. The heat from the lava already reaches her cheeks, and she darts up into some tree foliage to try and escape it. As she does so, however, she times it all wrong. Her charge forward is directly in the path of a swinging palm branch, which as she moves forward, it swings backwards at a speedy velocity. *THWAAAAAAACK!* "AIEEEEEEEEE!" Alas, the little one-foot pixie is nothing but a stone to the palm's makeshift slingshot, and Shinobi is sent flying across the Mexican night sky at top speed, screaming all the way as she tries to rescue herself. Poor little pixie. A Repliforce gumby finds her stuck in a tree bole about two miles away ... but that's tomorrow. Outside> One hummingbird drone pokes its head from the box, looks around and sees a massive horde of zombies. And what does it say? "C-c-c-c-CROIKEY!" Outside> Scribe frowns at the drone. "What? That is not what you are supposed to say!" Outside> Shinobi Pixie has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Gunsmith Cat. Outside> Gunsmith Cat receives a radio transmission from Jet Stingray. Outside> The Jaguar Warrior just stands there and waits. Waity-wait-waits. Because that's what obedient Jaguar Warriors do. Outside> Gunsmith Cat sends a radio transmission to Jet Stingray. Outside> Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Gunsmith Cat. Outside> Sai is, much to his credit, in fighting stance the very millisecond the ceremonial leader announces knowledge of his 'visitors' presence. He looks to the others. "Well, we have a few options. We can give up, we can cut the rope and send those poor people to their doom, or...we can try to put some force on the side of that cage, and THEN cut the rope...no, no. No one who could get there fast enough to hit it before they drop...blast." Sai's running through ideas as fast as he can, but it's not working out very well, apparently. Outside> The Zombies are closing, and Montezuma seems to be losing his patience. " I do not like to be kept waiting. Please enter the arena, I wish to speak..." Outside> The Demon-headed boy merely turns his head, slooooooooooowly toward the group that the emperor addresses, his eyes and face keeping the same blank expression it had before. He raises a hand toward cage, still staring at the assembled, his movement still slow and creepy as ever. Outside> The Jaguar Warrior suddenly stomps his feet, shakes his shield and obsidian club and bellows, "ANSWER THE EMPEROR!" Outside> Kaph arrives from the Central Mexico. Outside> Watcher arrives from the Panama Canal. Outside> Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Outside> Gunsmith Cat receives a radio transmission. Outside> Abyss Dragon sends a radio transmission to Jet Stingray. Outside> Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Central American Jungle The first thing that tends to be noticed as one enters the steamy rain forests of Central America is the incredible humidity. Metal rusts, clothing hangs limp because of it, and a stifling heat seems to suffocate the area as well. The moisture in the air pervades everything, seeming to pierce just about every barrier put up between anything and it. Very often, sometimes for months at a time, this dampness coalesces into pounding rains that tear in powerful torrents throughout the area. A side effect of these conditions is thick plant growth that clogs and chokes everywhere. Vast numbers of animal wildlife populates here as well, their screeches, shrieks, and other cries filling the air nearly all day and all night, only to fall eerily silent when a predator enters the general vicinity. Contents: Contents: Kaph [C] Scribe Robin [M] Gunsmith Cat [Combat] [RF] Sai [Casual] [RF] Ring Redwing [Angel] [RF] Pallbearer [Colde] [RF] Abyss Dragon [RF] Gravity Beetle [Limited] [M] Jet Stingray [RF] Barrage Raptor [Armored] [RF] Tengu Man [Storm_Eagle] [RM] Metal Man [Undead] [RM] Gemini Man [Normal] [RM] Sword Man [Normal] [RM] Pharaoh Man [Son-of-Ra] [RM] Watcher Repliforce Space Shuttle [RF] Harley Davidson Hoverbike [C] Hummingbirds Maverick Variable Dropship [M The Scene! README Robot Master Hovercar - Comrade [RM] Spooky Cave South : Panama Canal Northeast : Yucatan Penninsula Northwest : Central Mexico Up : Sky Above Central America Tengu Man has stared at you! Huzzah! "Mate, what the heck's goin' on here? These thing're a lot bigger'n any reptile I've ever seen..." As the Mavericks watch on in amazement, the hummingbird latches to the head of the zombies, flailing about. "I've got 'im, get me some rope or somethin'!" Gravity Beetle stares at the bird. And the other bird. And pulls a shotgun out of subspace. "WWWWWWWOOOOOO!" Scremaing like a madman, he starts blasting! Abyss Dragon places his boomerang on his thigh for a moment and activates his bootjets, as he begins to get higher and higher his dragon wings unfold, which activate further Jets. Hovering in place he looks towards Jet, "Now can I go in?" He asks. The silent undead warrior well this one anyway keeps watching the gathered heros. Waiting for what they will do next. Ready for a fight or to join in the challenge its all up to them. Watcher enters the Central Mexico. Watcher has left. The zombies are closing, and the cage is being lowered into the lava. " Approach the arena, or the prisoners DIE! " screams Montezuma. As for Gravity, he finds himself with many blades to his assorted vital systems. Sharp looking blades. Note the fact that this is a non-combat scene. Scribe Robin continues to stare at the drone, which is obviously not working quite right. Thinks. Ponders. Realizes. Scribe turns to Gravity. "Gravity, did you switch the 'Steve Irwin' personality cartridge with the 'Hernan Cortes' cartridge?" Yes, it seems that Scribe's secret weapon, a drone programmed with the personality of the famous Spanish conquistador, is now Steve Irwin, crocodile hunter. An certain Strider arrives... dressed like he did last year... as a *certain* Maverick. He however stops his hoverbike, and hops off as he EYES the undead warriors. And whines. (First Raccoon City and now this. I hate hate REALLY *HATE* Hallowe'en...)0o. Scribe ignores the prisoners, and ignores the zombies until they stab him or something. Kaph enters the Central Mexico. Kaph has left. The Zombies prod Scribe towards the arena with sharp things. Gravity Beetle vanishes under a mass of zombies. "I swear it wasn't me!" The Hummingbird continues to wail on the zombie, who looks very unimpressed. "Don't worry about a thing mate, yer gonna be fine OK?" The Hummingbird is restrained. Forcefully. Scribe Robin frowns at the zombies and the hummingbird, and goes into the arena on the insistence of the holders of the pointy things. Pallbearer sends a radio transmission. Ring Redwing receives a radio transmission from Pallbearer. Ring Redwing sends a radio transmission to Pallbearer. Pallbearer receives a radio transmission from Ring Redwing. The rest of the zombies are getting pushy. Namely, with sharp, pointy objects at those not moving for the Arena. Pallbearer sheaths his saber, falling back into the group of repliforcers and walking slowly towards the arena at spearpoint. Ring Redwing falls in the line of Repliforcers going to meet the Monty one. She's gonna let Jet do the talking though. Maybe she should polish up on her Spanish if Monty-san thinks they're Spaniards. Yo hablo espanol muy bueno? For the moment, she just float angelic-like, arms clasped behind her back, and halring continuing to stay in place. At the first hint of trouble, she's ready to act though. Barrage Raptor eyes the various zombies, "Yeah, yeah. You know, if you poke me with that spear I swear I'll shove it right up your aft, you hear me? I'm serious about this." She walks with the rest of the force, though.. Gemini Man has reconnected. Kain just sighs as the zombie pokes him. "..." He follows along with the others. (That's it. NEXT Hallowe'en... I'm staying in bed. And killing any kids who try to come to me for some damned candy...)0o. Gravity Beetle is carried into the arena by a amss of zombies. The hummingbird ends up there by coincidence. "Hey, watch the CD player! It's just getting to the good ones!" "This one's a mite trickier than any gator I've wrestled with before, folks... we'll be right back!" "STOP THIS NOW!" Jet's faceplate amp cries out, coming out of hiding. Merely walking out of the plants and such, Jet tries his hand and peaceful negatation. After all, with all his experience, he doubts this is anything supernatural. "First of all, we aren't Spanish. The Spanish dudes are off reading El Cid or something like that. You are dealing with the U.S. of A! And some from the UN." He waits for his fellow forcers to come with him, then begins his walk. "And you aren't laying a hand on those prisoners, let you want to feel the wraith of these girls here." He points to Barrage, Redwing, and Gunsmith. "And let me tell you, femme rage is /not/ something to take lightly here. I mean, one time I was in the rec room and there was only one Hostess Cupcake. And this one Hippo femme was like all..." Yes, Jet will continue with his lame story unless interupted. Gemini Man has partially disconnected. Abyss Dragon is clenching his fist.. But wait.. Furious Femmes? He pauses a moment, "Uhh, sir. The guys that are here can kick butt too, y'know." You say, "... (Translation: WILL someone smack Jey upside the head!)" Scribe listens intently to Jet. Birds of a boring feather stick together, or something. Sai is mostly unimpressed by the Sharp, Pointy Things. Blade-resistant synthflesh has its advantages, after all. Still, there are people in danger, and cooperating is the only way to save them (one hopes). So he follows the other Repliforcers at spearpoint, like a smart little boy. Pallbearer looks up to jet, rolling his eyes and visibly facepalming as the story continues. "I swear to god, one of these days he's gonna get us all killed." He looks about the arena, trying to get readings off of anything...the walls, the hostages, even the aztecs that now stare them down. The Dead child with the giant head merely points toward Jet, staring holes through him. From his mouth, comes...nothing. HOwever, a voice is clearly heard, which seems to fit the chlid. "Silence." It's cold, monotone, and harsh, but oddly childlike and innocent. Which just adds to the abnormal nature of it all. Montezuma calms down, and smiles...almost pleasently. " Yes. Thank you for your cooperation. " The cage is moved back up to its previous height. " Spaniards or not, you defend these people obviously. " The mesamerican monarch quirks his head, " But battles of blood and blades are so boring. Needless. So much blood that could be sacrificed to the Gods....spilled upon the bare earth. I have an offer...for you. One that will allow us to settle this dispute without firing a single shot, or drawing a single blade...." Montezuma grins a bit, " Interested? " Scribe Robin frowns, getting an idea of what 'Montezuma' is going to suggest. "No." Following the voice of the child comes the full-throated roar of the Jaguar Warrior, his own flashing eyes glaring at Jet. "BE SILENT, AND OBEY THE EMPEROR MONTEZUMA! FOR HE IS MERCIFUL!" He stands ready. Ready for blood... Abyss Dragon has reconnected. Gravity Beetle has reconnected. Abyss Dragon has partially disconnected. Ring Redwing continues hovering behind the other repliforcers who now face Montezuma-sama. If it comes to a sports competition she's ready. She helped her fellow Repliforce teammates get into the dodgeball finals after all. Although, maybe that angelic robe will hamper her movements a bit. At any rate, it doesn't look like they have a choice but to capitulate to the emperor's demands, else the captives become extra-crispy. Gravity Beetle is still being held up there. He can't move much. Who knows where the bird went. "Is it a talent contest? I can enter... I have a great singing voice!" Meanwhile, elsewhere... Steve Irwin the robotic bird is trying to conficne a centipede to find him some rope. Will he talk some sense into the bug? Stay tuned to find out... Jet Stingray looks over to the child as he gets interupted as was bound to happen. In mock fear, he exclaims, "Oooh, I'm scared... He's going to spit pea soup at me! Someone call an old priest and a young priest." Glancing to the Jaguar, he offers, "Yeah, nothing says mercy like holding people hostage. Yeah, just last week I was like 'You know what says mercy? Holding people over hot lava and ranting like a mad man!" Yeah, if there is one thing he's known for, the Stingray of Loudness is recognized for not only his heroics, but for his ego and loud mouth. Glancing over to the emperor, he offers, "So are your going to ask for money, a wicked cool fight to the death with some monster thing, or some hot babe in white clothing to throw in the nearest volcano. If it's the last one, no dice." Maaaybe it wasn't a good idea to have Jet do the talking. Charisma isn't exacty his strong point. Kain sighs silently, but glances up at the mad Mayan Emperor. "What is it?" The Strider inquires. Scribe might know, but K doesn't... although he has a pretty good idea that it won't be pleasant... But, like is anything deadly really pleasant (outside of dying by sex that is). The silent one just keeps his arms crossed waiting to see if the living have the courage to challenge. He glowers at Scribe Robin but remains wordless, he has had nothing to say for the last several hundred years so why speak now? His king can do the talking, for it is his right. [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Is Montezuma dead yet?" [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Far as we know, he was dead already." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Eh, it's probably just some Master trick." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Sez...you." [Radio: (C) Global] Metal Man transmits, "More undead this year, just peachy." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Yeah, I'm giving you guys too much credit." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Like we care about some dead guy?" [Radio: (C) Global] Metal Man transmits, "Raccoon city was not a joke, and we had to deal with undead there." [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "Yeah, it probably is, Pyro. Those people mess up everything." [Radio: (C) Global] Metal Man transmits, "But I'm not up for zombie stomping this year. Have fun..." [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "No, no. Our tricks usually involve something a bit more over the top. Like exploding space penquins. Or Star Man dressed in drag and singing "Sweet Transvestite" while Guts Man pretends to be Janet, distracting you so that we can rob a bank." [Radio: (C) Global] Pyro Squirrel transmits, "Yep, definitely too much credit." [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "Well... as a recall... Mayan Civilization was... nearly 14000 years ago... approximately. So Gemini Man would be right. *softly mutters* I HATE ZOMBIES." Scribe Robin has disconnected. Montezuma sneers at Jet Stingray, " I pity you all...if this is your 'champion'..." the mummy snipes, " No. I propose a contest of sport. Skill. Cunning. It will be a traditional game of my people, one played in this very arena eons ago. " Montezuma produces a ball of sorts. " Your best agianst ours. If you win, we shall withdraw peacefully, and hand over the prisoners. You have my word as a King. My Blood Oath. My blood is my bond, and to break it would be to face certain destruction by the gods. " Montezuma says, sighing at his promise. " If we win, you are to leave. The prisoners will stay with us as collatoral, until we can battle outside of each other's homes. " The king sits on his throne, holding the ball in one hand. " Well? " One of the twins laughs at this. Man, this IS lame. Leave it to mummy to set up the weirdest crap. The other twin eyes Barrage Raptor. As soon as she starts shooting stuff... he's outta there. Gravity Beetle looks up for a minute. At the ball. And takes in the situation. And he starts laughing. Here goes everyhting, down the pan, Someone clap a hand over his mouth, quick? "A b-b-ball game? OOWAHAHAHA! Oh, no, please, that's too much! Oh man you're killing me! Fwahahaa! Ahohoho!" Abyss Dragon pauses, "A what?" He asks, thinking he misheard, "A BALL game?" Snickering slightly he continues, "I suppose we can accept, but you would have to ask Jet Stingray over there." Sai cocks an eyebrow. "Ball game?" he mutters to himself, half-amused, half-enraged. A ball game for the lives of humans. The thought disgusts him, reducing people to mere prizes to be won, but still...it was their only option. Cue the Jaguar Warrior. "YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF HIS MERCY! YOU WILL OBEY!" He suddenly tosses his club and shield aside, yet the pelt remains. He's ready to play ball... Kain eyes Beetle and cuffs a hand over his mouth. "..." and GLARES. Before looking at Jet and then at the Mayan Emperor. (Hm. We must be the prisoners, then. Which means Jet will be the one that has to rescue us...)0o. He sighs heavily, (What was saying that rat always say... Ah yes. "We're all gonna die.")0o. From beneath the disguise of the boy, Sword Man sighs. The large wig isn't doing much to keep his annoyance down, nor is the vocal editor he currently has taped over his mouth which emits the boys voice. However, he keeps with it. . o O (Sir Pharaoh shall have much a favor to owe me after this...) Meanwhile, he has his torso bob up and down, to simulate the boys nodding as he waits for the contest to start. Pallbearer looks over the group, to the aztecs, to the hostages. "I'm game." he says simply and quietly, looking to Jet. Gunsmith Cat rolls her eyes, muttering "Clicheeee." under her breath as she continues to lean against a tree, completely unconcerned about the various 'zombies' and whatnot, and knowing now that this has to be a fake. Nobody except a fake would be so completely and pathetically movie-idea-stealing. Not even anime has people this cliche, unless it's a parody of something. Kain eyes Beetle and cuffs a hand over his mouth. "..." and GLARES. Before looking at Jet and then at the Mayan Emperor. (Hm. The ones in that cage must be the prisoners, then. Which means We ...ALL of us... must work together and apparently help our 'hero' Jet in this 'game' of the Emperor's.)0o. He sighs heavily, (What was saying that rat always say... Ah yes. "We're all gonna die.")0o. Jet Stingray blinks to Montezuma. "King? I thought you were an Emperor. Those /are/ two different things you know." Of course, Jet ponders talking back his words. Even if this dude is a fake like people think he is, there is a risk that those humans are all too real. "We will play... But the game must be fair. While the players are here before you, I want to make sure that there is no unfair advantage against us like using those little animals that ball up for the ball like in that cartoon movie where the two spanish people were looking for that legendary golden city. If you give ys your word of a fair game, then let's get this party stared!" Barrage Raptor pops her neck, "Leena Toros never backs down from a challenge!" She says, pointing a finger at Montezumna, "You're on!" Kain sighs once more and nods at the Emperor, "I'm ready." Gravity Beetle shoves Kain away, and looks at everyone dirtily. Where the heck /is/ Scribe, anyway? "You're telling me I have to play on their team?" He mutters to himself. "This goldenrod's certainly got some balls..." Steve Irwin is on his way back. He's followed by what appears to be an army of insects, too. Abyss Dragon facepalms and shakes his hand at the King, "Fine..Fine. I'm game." Ring Redwing cracks her knuckles and adds to Barrage's challenging point, "In the name of the moon we will punish you!" Well maybe not that last bit. But she's certainly up for the game. Gravity Beetle has partially disconnected. That silent Zombie warrior finallly speaks while looking right at Sailor Ring Redwing, "So this is what the world has degerated too while I slumbered...pitiful." Pallbearer undoes the straps to the shoulder armor of his costume, the large arrangement of plate metal hitting the ground with a loud clanging noise as the mummybot begins stretching, cracking his shoulders and neck as he moves his arms in a circular fashion. Kain pauses briefly to eye both Jet and Ring. (Kill me now...)0o. Kaph arrives from the Central Mexico. Kaph has arrived. The bobble-head boy merely waits, turning his head to all that are on the opposing side. "You shall not succeed," is all he utters. And the Jag waits as well. Wheee, waiting... He stands at the ready... for anything! But mostly to play ball. Sai shakes his head, trying to even out his center of balance with the exponentially higher hair volume he currently bears. It doesn't do MUCH, but...it's better than nothing. Other than that, he waits for things to continue. The Scene! README Rules of the Game -An equal number of participants will be on each side, the remained players either filling in for those who end up having to DC or AFK as needed and allowed. -The game will be a series of +ROLL's. One side will start with the ball. Should a person pose attempting to take it, the following happens-The person makes a +roll, with permission, agianst the target and the target makes a counter +roll agianst them. Here are the results, in a nutshell: Defender Succeeds, Attacker Doesn't$$$Defender Keeps Ball Defender Fails, Attacker Succeeds$$$Attacker Gets Ball Both Fail or Both Succeed$$$Ball goes stays. The ball must be passed about each team mate. No two people can +roll vs each other in a row for control of a ball. Everyone playing gets a turn, basicly. -To score, a team must hold control of the ball for three consecutive +roll's. After three times, they simply pose 'scoring'. -First to 5 Points wins. Gemini Man receives a radio transmission from Terror Tanuki. With little fanfare, one of the twins, then the second, stand and gets ready. One hangs back slightly while the first steps onto the field. Gemini Man sends a radio transmission to Terror Tanuki. A large tablet is brought forth. The writing is in a crude english, apparently for the sake of the visitors. " These are the rules...." Montezuma booms, and leaps down, discarding his cloak and shield. " I shall lead my people to victory..." he says, beckoning towards the haunted boy, the Aztec warrior, and the Twins. Gunsmith Cat has disconnected. Gravity Beetle grumbles to himself. "I just came here to cause chaos and destruction. How did I get picked for this team anyway? It's not like I'm the pasty loser kid. We have Pallbearer to play that role, don't we?" Gemini Man receives a radio transmission. Upon being beckoned the Jaguar Warrior starts into action, walking barefoot very smoothly to the call of his emperor. The blank, flaring eyes of the warrior look expectantly to Montezuma, waiting for orders. (Iiiiit's tiiiime...)o. Montezuma gathers his team together. " We shall earn victory today for our people. " Glancing at Jet, the mummy gives an ultimatum, " Gather your team. " Gemini Man sends a radio transmission to Terror Tanuki. Barrage Raptor changes into her Armored armor. Gemini Man receives a radio transmission from Terror Tanuki. The warrior is summoned by his ruler and obeys. He kneels before his ruler for a moment and then rises again waiting ready for the game. The Ball, in the center of the ring, is just a simple ball. All scans show it to be tanned goat's skin stuffed with rags. The Haunted Child simply turns toward Montezuma and nods, before turning toward the other team and getting ready, which...consists of basically just standing there. Pallbearer looks over at Gravity distastefully, before turning back to the other RFers. This all had to be discerned now. Kaph continues to hang upside down from a tree. Her thick talons digging deep into ther tree bracnh, the Vampire Bat, Kaph watches all of this with detached amusement. She whistles at the creepy ghosts assembled, and then claps her hands rolling her eyes as she glances about at the assembled robots in the area. High above, away from everyone else... "These are a rare breed of albino tarantulas, don't you know? Roll their webbings together, just a few stands and you get a cable that you can use for a garrote wire!" It's like a debased, hideously mutated version of Croc Files. Steve the bird seems to be getting his small group of bugs to make him that rope he was looking for... Jet Stingray hrmms as he looks over the group of people given to him. "This should be interesting. Alright, Abyss, Redwing... get in there. Gravity, I'm giving you a chance. You better play like a team member or I'll make sure you are thrown out in a heart beat. I'm against Mavericks, but I'm for saving people more. My final choice is.... You, ninja dude." The Stingray of Surprises points to Kain. Not himself? It's amazing! "You would likely complain about us in your head if I didn't let you try your hand at it. Well, not your hand, but you get the idea. I'll be watching from the sidelines with Pallbearer, making switches and offering tips as we play. If you don't listen, you'll be a bench warmer for the rest of the game. Get me?" Gemini Man sends a radio transmission to Terror Tanuki. Gemini Man receives a radio transmission. Now, that is odd. In the midst of the all-important tourament, one of the twin zombies just...parts ways with the affair. Entirely. Followed by the other. How incredibly mysterious. Or not? Gemini Man sends a radio transmission to Jet Stingray. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Gemini Man. Kaph has left. Montezuma steps forwards towards the ball, his team taking positions. " I am ready. I believe you have a custom...flipping a coin...to decide who goes first. " A peso is handed to him by a nearby zombie. " Whenever you are ready...." he says, waiting for one of the 'savior' teams to step up. Ring Redwing salutes and shouts out a cheery "Roger!" her hand slightly disrupting her halring a tad, she readjusts it for a moment before entering the playing field. (...)0o. Kain admits, "...Well, complain about you... the rest is veriable." He shrugs as he ditches the Vile costume to reveal his Strider Gi underneath. "Best get rid of that bunky thing. I have a feeling i'm going to need a lot of movement..." Kain transforms to Strider. Your desc has been changed to 'Strider'. Gemini Man enters the Panama Canal. Gemini Man has left. Gemini Man arrives from the Panama Canal. Gemini Man has arrived. Gemini Man enters the Central Mexico. Gemini Man has left. Gravity Beetle crosses his arms and grumbles. The disgust of having to help people out to save human lives is offset by the fact he is now outnumbered about seven to one and he's probably going to be slagged if he doesn't play along. For now anyway. And maybe he can use a little gravity magic to put the ball in his favour... after all, it's only a game after all... [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Trick or Treat?" [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Malt Liquor." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Candy!" Pallbearer nods, taking a seat on the sidelines and starting to reach out further with his scanners. There's got to be something to help this...has to be. He looks over to Jet, then back to the aztecs. "I don't like this Jet...they've got a couple thousand years experience on us, and have hostages they can dump any time. If we can trust this guy....we're in business, apart from that we're likely dead." [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "Eh, we were giving out some of Roll's pumpkin pie earlier." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "...pff. Pumpkin pie." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Roll has tasty treats. I don't know why Wily never reprogrammed her." Kain's combat roll has succeeded against Pharaoh Man. [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Now, now. Roll's pie is a delectable and silky thing. Tasty and sweet, with a hint of that musky aftertaste." Jet Stingray merely hrmms. "I'll trust the ninja sense..." And points for Kain to go up. [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Indeed, Roll's pie is second only to Iris'. It's a shame neither are in our kitchens." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "Ehhh, whatever." [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Among other places." Kain steps forth toward the Mayan Emperor and hrms... "...Tails." He states calmly. [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Shut up Pharaoh Man." Montezuma flips the coin.....and it lands, tails side up. The ruler shrugs, and kicks the ball into a roll, allowing it to stop at Kain's feet. He then...waits... [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Mummy boy, am I gonna have to teach you respect for your betters?" The Jaguar Warrior waits patiently, his position already assumed on the playing field. He eyes Kain with a certain feral intensity as the neenja gets ready to start the game. (Here we go.)o. (Hell no. But our team's gonna win.)o. [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "I don't -heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeear- you." [Radio: (C) Global] Magma Dragoon transmits, "As I would prefer not to hear you, Crash Man." Sai has, of course, walked over to the sidelines along with Jet and Pallbearer for the moment. [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "You don't outrank me, Crash Man. And you are not my better." Kain (Teamwork is key...)oo. He quickly glances around and notes Ring. (I think her flight systems might give her the edge in reaching the goal...)oo. He moves a forward a bit, before passing the ball off to Ring. [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Shut up, you pathetic kung-fu barbeque grill. I'm defending the honor of your preferred slice of pie, so you can just stuff your mouth." Barrage Raptor blahs, and sits down too, "Leena Toros never sits out a battle except when she's been kidnapped by the Backdraft. And even then she beats them up." [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Actually, I like mincemeat. Not pumpkin." [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "She makes that too. Usually around Christmas time." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Pharaoh Man everyone's superior to you, even Metal Man." [Radio: (C) Global] Magma Dragoon transmits, "Do younot have your own radio channels to bother each other with your innane foolishness? And besides, you know little to nothing of honor." [Radio: (C) Global] Tengu Man transmits, "I'm superior to you, Pharaoh. So. Answer up." [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Heck, the nonexistant and often discussed Pimptop is better than you, Pharaoh Man." The Haunted Child steps onto the field, his hands hanging down limply as he "heaves", staring out toward the other team. Sword, meanwhile, hopes he can manage to succeed in this unfamiliar game, especially considering the odd way he must move in order to properly keep the deception. [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man just mutters. Ring Redwing receives the ball from Special K, and with practiced ease which she learned from the circus, keeps the ball bouncing in the air with a series of blurring kicks, using her Ringing leg technique to keep the spheroid in play with one leg, while she prances towards the goal area on the other. [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Wow now that's a voice from the past. Didn't you die in some tragic accident Maggie?" [Radio: (C) Global] Magma Dragoon transmits, "No." [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "I fixed him. Nice try, though." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Why would you do a silly thing like that to a big loser like him?" And up above... "Isn't it amazing? Give these little guys enough to eat and they can churn out a few yerds of this stuff in such a short space of time!" Someone has to be taping this. It's just not possible that the insanity going on up here will forever go unnoticed... wait, there's a monkey, it seems to have got his attention... no, he just ate on of the spiders. Hmm. That'll put a cramp in rope production. Especially considering he just grabbed Steve. "Croikey! He's got me leg!" [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "It's a good thing they don't succeed at their attempts." Montezuma rushes for Ring Redwing, his teammates not seeming to take much initative for the moment. Maneuver deftly, the emperor tries to snatc away the ball from her with some fancy footwork.... [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "If I were you I'd spend more time upgrading Roll, someone could seriously hurt my little sister when no one's around." [Radio: (C) Global] Signas transmits, "I assure you Guts Man. Roll is being well protected" [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "Hurt Roll? Guts, you do know she kicked Vile and the Goliath's rear, right?" [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Because if anything happens to her I'll hurt you." [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "I must agree with Guts Man. Her kind is not to be harmed needlessly." [Radio: (C) Global] Signas transmits, "That's an interesting concept, Pharaoh Man... considering your brothers tendencies towards hurting people in their fun and games" The Jaguar Warrior, in a crouch, is still and focused. Still. And focused. Then he /moves/. The warrior, his armor-pelt not impeding him in any way, dashes out toward Ring. He manages to run up beside her, then presses forward, trying to jump to the side and knock the ball out of Ring's...grasp with his hip. If he misses...he might hit Ring. Maybe just a little hard. o. (I /owe/ her.)o. [Radio: (C) Global] Signas transmits, "Many innocent young girl have been hurt by your shangiens." Tengu Man's combat roll has succeeded against Ring Redwing. [Radio: (C) Global] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Roll is family. Thusly, she is a child of Amun-Wily. However much lost to him, she is still tied to us." Ring Redwing's combat roll has succeeded against Tengu Man. [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "And her sweet cherry pie is to die for." [Radio: (C) Global] Magma Dragoon transmits, "She is nothing like you, Robot Master." [Radio: (C) Global] Guts Man transmits, "Yeah, Roll makes good food. She's a valuable commodity." [Radio: (C) Global] Rigger transmits, "That had better not be inuendo, Crash." The Aztec warrior remains near the goal acting like a goalie in a modern game of soccer. The others should be more than able to deal with their opponents (OOC: We'll pause this log for an important message...) [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "That statement presupposes that a woman who is raped is really at fault for being raped because she made the choice of going down a certain street." [Radio: (C) Global] Dr. Landon DeVry transmits, "...(OOC)....I don't know what the hell that was...mis-command" [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man laughs at DeVrt [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man OOCly notes....da-helll? [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "(OOCLY even)" [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "I think that was suppose to go to Y-Spook. o.o *hands the Pluto award to DeVry while calling Spica*" [Radio: (C) Global] Kain transmits, "That was OOC. o.o" [Radio: (C) Global] Big Bad Sword Man transmits, "(OOC: Wow...how Ironic. :>)" (OOC: Game ON! ^_^) Ring Redwing doesn't avoid the hip-check, but she manages to avoid letting the ball fall into the hands of the Aztecs by kicking the ball high into the air. She then heads the ball with her halring, sending it sailing towards the Maverick Gravity Beetle who is hopefully not too busy with the Steve Irwin drone at the moment. The Jaguar Warrior, meanwhile, completely misses the hip check and nearly hurtles into the wall. He /was/ moving pretty fast. Silly Aztec. He meanwhile struggles to /not/ crash headlong into the wall, being forced to ignore Redwing for now. Ring Redwing strikes Gravity Beetle with her Ring Juggling attack. The Child shifts to the side, following the path of the ball, but not making any moves for it quite yet. HIs hands continue to hand by his side, fingers tracing lines in the dirt, as if there is nothing supporting them. Gravity Beetle scoops up the ball and keeps it hovering in a small gravity field next to his foot. He doesn't say anything, makes no motion or gesture- hiding his disgust at every action he has to take, especially on something he considers so pointless. He dribbles the ball forward, making an impetous charge on the goal. Derek Vasquez is not connected. Unable to page: derek Montezuma wastes no time chargings the Beetle straight on, a sneer apparent on his face. He tries to interject his entire body between the Maverick and the ball, hoping to snatch it away form the enemy.... Pharaoh Man's combat roll has succeeded against Gravity Beetle. Gravity Beetle's combat roll has succeeded against Pharaoh Man. Gravity Beetle huffs as he sees Montezuma himself try and take the ball- and so summons up a barrier of gravity around himself, making a massive wall. He looks around for some-one close enough to pass it t then, with a malicious grin, flicks the ball /back/ a little, towards Abyss Dragon. So near, and then back it goes! Abyss Dragon jumps up slightly, what was supposed to be backup turned into him claiming the ball, trying to keep the ball in the air with kickups he gently jogs towards the hoop, probably paying more attention to it than to anyone coming towards him. Jet Stingray merely watches for now. It seems his team is doing well so far... Can they go all the way? A quick shut out would make life easier, that's for sure. The Jaguar Warrior is replaced by another, fresh warrior from among Montezuma's people. (Since Tengu Has to Bail) The first Jaguar Warrior, meanwhile, does indeed crash into the wall. Oops... as the other one comes onto the field, the first one clambers up onto the audience platform, clutching his hip and face. (..ow.)o. Kaph has arrived. The Haunted Child finally makes his move this time, picking up his step (though he still moves relatively slow) and tries to headcheck Abyss and claim the ball. How he'll take the ball, should he knock Abyss over, is yet to be seen. Sword Man's combat roll has failed against Abyss Dragon. Kaph enters the Central Mexico. Kaph has left. Abyss Dragon's combat roll has succeeded against Sword Man. Tengu Man has disconnected. Ring Redwing dashes forward suddenly, putting on a burst of sudden speed as Abyss nears the objective. She rushes past him and towards the only remaining objective between Abyss and the goal spinning to a stop in front of the Aztec Warrior, she hooks her left leg under his right, and twists... Tripping him and clearing the way for the other Repliforcer. Abyss Dragon kicks up the ball, obviously missing some defender along the way. As he looks behind him he can see the strange boy cursing so it must be so! With one final glance at the ball he kicks it skyward and unfolds one great wing, which he uses to catapault the ball towards the hoop! (And in..?) It's in. No, its first to 3. The crowd groans slightly, but the score is etched upon a nearby tablet. The ball is given to the 'goalie' to start things out agian. Looks like Metal is going to test his meddle. A monkey falls out of the tree, but does not affect play much. Up in the trees, the spider silk production is resuming. Ring Man is not connected. Unable to page: ring Jet Stingray hrmms. "We are going to need to play a little more D and bit less offense if they start with the ball. If it turns into a 'we score, they score', it would be alright, but it's too early to tell... Gravity, you are being switched out for Pallbearer. Now lets move it and keep up the good hussle out there!" Pallbearer nods, heading out onto the field to take Gravity's place. He murmurs a faint benediction before getting into a ready stance, surveying the field. "Oh, the humanity," complains Gravity Beetle, wandering away, walking over to sit on the sidelines. "But wait, this means I don't have to bother to play... but I got switched out for mummy's body, I mean mummy boy, I mean... ahh, I'm kinda mixed up." Barrage Raptor has left. The goalie takes the ball, and kicks it back in, aiming for the child.... Pharaoh Man's combat roll has failed against Kain. Barrage Raptor has arrived. The Yang flares up brilliantly. O.o (Huh? Danger? An large group...)oo. He immediately draws out his Cipher... and eyes the RFers and the lone Maverick. "Someone's coming. Alot of someones..." he intones firmly. And, then, Montezuma pauses. And cackles. He runs for the altar, forgetting the game entirely. Out of the underbrush, a caravan of drones and hover trailers comes careening out. The drones themselves are covered in muck and assorted bits in an obvious disguise tactic. The doors to the comrade open, and Montezuma, and a few other zombies, hop in. Suddenly, the lava fades...a hologram with some heat lamps. The torches fizzle. The remaining zombies' heads pop off, with big balloons " Happy Halloween! " This is when one notices that all the stuff being carried...is obviously swiped, and from Mexico City. Folks, this was a ruse. Pharaoh Man retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Gravity Beetle, Jet Stingray, Barrage Raptor, Pallbearer, Ring Redwing, Abyss Dragon, Sai, and Metal Man. The big headed child, once the ruse becomes apparent, merely turns about and dashes toward the Comrade, moving faster than he had since this set up started. As he does so, the arms off the "body" fall off, revealing them to be nothing more than cloth with strings attached to them to allow very minimal manipulation. Interesting. Sword Man retreats from the area swiftly, leaving him open to pursuit or parting shots from Gravity Beetle, Jet Stingray, Barrage Raptor, Pallbearer, Ring Redwing, Abyss Dragon, Sai, Metal Man, and Pharaoh Man. "Ready, boys? OnetwothreeGO!" From up in the trees, Stever Iriwn the Crocodile Hunting Hummingbird Drone and his small army of insects tosses down a massive net of spidersilk towards the fleeing Masters! Will someone be tangled up in it? Or is it as flimsy as you think? Gravity Beetle strikes Pharaoh Man with his Grasp attack. Gravity Beetle strikes Sword Man with his Grasp attack. Abyss Dragon spins around, just in time to see Pharaoh Man or 'The Emproror' high tail it and his little friends too. Clasping both his hands together he errupts, no WAY this is going to go without any reprocussions, letting his whole form glow purple for a moment he fires many thousand coils of Gravity at the pair, may they be in transport or foot, "Don't mess with us!" He bellows. Abyss Dragon misses Sword Man with his Warp Storm attack. Sword Man successfully deflects an attack randomly. Abyss Dragon strikes Pharaoh Man with his Warp Storm attack. Jet Stingray merely shakes his head and chuckles? Yeah, Jet had a feeling from clues given to him all night that it was a joke. He seems rather fine by it. For once, he is being a good sport considering all the work that went into this. Pallbearer nods, his sensors reading well. "Drones....damnable robot masters!" he growls, watching as they flee, taking a moment and noticing the hostages, going over to try and help them escape as the threat leaves. Metal Man has left. Metal Man has arrived. Metal Man has left. Ring Redwing flies after Monty Pharaoh... no wait, make that the weird shaped kid! Reaching into one of her compartments, she throws and lets loose a shower of red glitter paint at the running kid, changing his color scheme and making him a pretty boy. Ring Redwing strikes Sword Man with her Glitter Rush attack. Kain eye twitches as he sees the other 'Non-Master' zombies have been... balloons. x.x (I suddenly feel like such a idiot...)oo. He hrms, and just shrugs. No harm done, thankfully... save for the bruising Kain's ego got. o.o He turns towards the prisoners and starts freeing them. "Final Score -- Good Guys 1... The Mayan Masters 0..." Barrage Raptor goes home. Barrage Raptor has left. Gravity Beetle leaps to his feet and lets out a screech of rage- then pauses. Why is he getting angry? No, seriously, why is he getting mad? Zombies are exploding in showers of pus and balloons. Pharoah Man just fooled half of the world. He didn't fool him- the Beetle couldn't care less. He just came for chaos. And he's certainly got that. Wracked with hysterics, Gravity collapses on the floor in a fit of laughter. Abyss Dragon has reconnected. Abyss Dragon sends a radio transmission to Jet Stingray. Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Abyss Dragon. Sai quirks an eyebrow, halfway between amused and annoyed. Finally, though, he simply fades out. Cute joke, but still, can't let them get away completely unscathed, hmm? Sai reappears right next to the fleeing Sword Man, blinking into existence, rearing back, and shoving his foot into the Master with all possible force. Should at least give him a fairwell dent. Sai strikes Sword Man with his Blitz attack. Gravity Beetle has reconnected. The haunted child gets kicked in the back of his "head", while Ring gives him the sparkly treatment. So he's got a kicked in head, but for his trouble, he becomes a red haired, big headed bish. Nice trade off. Well, until the warp storm comes in, which then the head turns around and knocked away the blast with his...eyes? Well, the eyes off a shine of metal, so that might explain it. Either way, whoever it is under the kid, he's gone now, kicked a bit, but still not that bad off. Ring Redwing has disconnected. Pallbearer hands you a cookie for a job well done! You hand Abyss Dragon a cookie! Abyss Dragon hands you a cookie for a job well done! You hand Gravity Beetle a cookie! You hand Jet Stingray a cookie! Sword Man bows to you and reaches with his single hand behind him. He pulls out a simple looking pouch and proceeds to empty it's solitary contents onto the flat of his sword. At first, it looks like simple powder. Yet, as it piles up, it forms into a familiar circular shape. Finally, the pouch is emptied to the fullest, and the sword flares up, engulfing the powder. Once the flames die down, a cookie, a snickerdoodle to be exact, is left where the powder once was. Sword then flips it off his sword and into your hands. Don't you feel lucky? ^_^ You are out of votes for the week. The drone is caught in the net, and quickly trips up. His head promptly explodes into a balloon as all the others. Unfortunatly, it derails one of the hover trailers. The Abyss Storm and Glitter Dust attack, in combination, not only strike Sword Man, but derail another pair. Finally, the blitz destroys a handful of other supplies. Unfortunatly, the four attacks stopped only 4 of 10 trailers loaded with supplies of all sorts, which ramble off into the night. Film at 11. Pharaoh Man has left. Sword Man has left. Robot Master Hovercar - Comrade honks once, in its campy tone, and speeds away. Robot Master Hovercar - Comrade enters the Central Mexico. Robot Master Hovercar - Comrade has left. Pallbearer has left. Abyss Dragon has partially disconnected. Pallbearer has arrived. Abyss Dragon has left. $$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$ Group: Civilian Title: AAR: Mexico ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (Blue Dragons ONLY) (Videofile -- VILE?! EEP!!! Oh, wait... It's only Kain. Whew.) Apparently, Emperor Montezuma appeared finally... and has taken a group of people from Mexico captive. Myself and a few others... (Images -- Jet Stingray, Pallbearer, Abyss Dragon, Barrage Raptor, Gravity Beetle, Sai, Ring Redwing) ...played ..Well... Mayan Soccer against the Mayans. We score a goal... when things have fallen apart. Apparently, this has all been a ploy... to get something no doubt. What, I really don't know. However... Considering Gravity Beetle's reaction to this 'joke'... I doubt the Coalition has anything to do with this. Which leaves the Masters... ...that is, assuming Mikage-san haven't lost all of his senses quite yet, nor Tron Bonne for that matter. Whatever. I'm just glad this year we didn't have any REAL Zombies. Things are strange enough as is. Kain out. (Blue Dragon Spinny!!!) $$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/10 Posted Author From the Halls of Montezuma... Thu Oct 31 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Footage of a scene deep inside the Central American Jungle, at night, within a torchlit arena pit...fashioned for the ancient Mayan form of 'soccer'. Reploids, such as Jet Stingray, Gravity Beetle, Ring Redwing, Pallbearer, and the human Kain are all seen moving towards the arena. Talking with Montezuma himself ensues, over the fate of a cage of prisoners dangling over lava. A challenge to a game of soccer is issued, and accepted. The Mayan mummies play agianst the living machines and human, for the fate of the cage of innocents, hanging above a pit of lava. Then, in the middle of the scene, Montezuma flees to join a large convoy of supply trailers and drones, along with a few other of the zombies. The rest? They explode in a shower of bits, pieces, and 'Happy Halloween!' balloons. When Jet and Company attempt to stop them, little success is had. " This was the scene last night after the abduction of 38 individuals by 'Montezuma' from a Mexican Day of the Dead festival twenty miles north. Which, in fact, turned out to be nothing but a ruse for some unknown attacked. " A news anchor reports, the screen panning away to show a news desk. " While Repliforce and others were distracted, a raid was led into the crumbling and disorganized Mexico City, stealing emergency and donated supplies stockpiled there for relief centers after the Hurricane. Who these strangers are, and the reason behind their cruelty is unknown. UN Officials did find the following note at the scene, among the apparently drone-build robot body parts and balloons...." ~Spike Rosered, Zero and Blues~ ~Doesn't it suck, Replidorks...~ ~To Spend you Halloween Getting Used?~ ~See You Next Time...~ OOC:This Entire scheme, as some have found out, is Pharaoh Man's doing. I'd like to thank all who showed for their roleplay, it was a lot of fun, and I hope you enjoyed it. $$$$$$$$$ Jet Stingray has reconnected. Jet Stingray has partially disconnected. Abyss Dragon has arrived. [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Yamato Man transmits, "...it is done." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Dust Man transmits, "Well good. What's done?" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Yamato Man transmits, "The winged horse who holds a pendant was defeated by my hands. It flees now in retreat. And I see ... yes -- Father was victorious over the Hated Enemy." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Dust Man transmits, "Dad beat Blue Boy?" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Dr. Wily transmits, "Of course I am. I am Doctor Wily, invincible!" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Yamato Man transmits, "Praise the name of Wily!" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Flash Man transmits, "It was inevitable. Only a matter of time." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Heat Man transmits, " Woo!" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Enker transmits, "Bravo, Doctor, bravo." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Ice Man transmits, "Is he destroyed Doc, or have we not seen the last of him? He has that maddening habit of coming back again and again!" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Gemini Man transmits, "He didn't BEAT him. He retreated." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Shadow Man transmits, "Congratulations, sensei." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Dr. Wily transmits, "Ah, my dear golden Elite. Good to hear from you again." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Enker transmits, "I have been here." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Yamato Man transmits, "Father crushed him to the point where he could not leave, brother. That, to me, is victory. I see the Blue Nemesis being carried away now by some other ... I do not know who." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Enker transmits, "Be a dear, Yamato Man, and take a snapshot for the photo album." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Yamato Man transmits, "Yes, elder brother." [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Dust Man transmits, "Are there any injured?" [Radio: (?) Unknown Frequency] Enker transmits, "And so I can see who it is that would take the fallen from the field, so that I may know in DUE TIME WHO I MUST REND FROM THIS EARTH FOR THEIR TRANSGRESSIONS AGAINST THE VICTORS OF THIS BATTLE, AND THE VICTORS OF THE ROBOT WARS! ... But perhaps I say too much." [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "Ooooh." [Radio: (C) Global] Crash Man transmits, "They're playing my kind of theatre." [Radio: (C) Global] Gemini Man transmits, "We...kinda remember that..." ~News Flash!~ ...Traffic Accidents and Traffic Jams have suddenly occured all across Seoul as traffic systems go haywire. It is unknown what is causing this rash of incidents, but all air and ground traffic around, across, into, and outoff Seoul has come to a complete halt. Hacking is suspected. (page Techno and Kuff for more info. Combat Scene, but not Massive.)