Log started: 11/22/02 2:54:34 PM $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ BB Post in Progress $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Group: IC News Title: UN's Response ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (Cue UN Podium. But instead of Kelly, Thackery, Garneau, or any other UN Senator stepping up... It's Serena Gilbert.) Before ya'll ask why it's just LIttle ol' me, and not one of the bigger boys and gals at this conference... they're at a meetin'... possibly with one of the Stardroids... and quite simply, Ah also think they don't want ta waste their breath on this matter, so... Here Ah am. (Serena holds out a sheet of paper and ahems.) As fer the official response. "The World Government known as the United Nations would LIke to response to DeVry as follows: While we are looking into the issue of terraforming and colonizing the planet Mars, we will not abandon the Earth. It is and will always be our home and every world power, with the exception of the Wily Empire of Africa and the Maverick Empire, has agreed to stay on Earth to fight the menace that the Stardroids have encountered should they make their way to Earth. It is my wish that the people of Earth do not follow DeVry's cowardly ideals. We have defied the Stardroids. We will defy those whom the Stardroids have fled from. Signed by the most honorable Sec-Gen Kelly McLaren." (Serena finishes reading.) So there it is. Oh, DeVry, sugah? Ah've a message ta ya from mah friend Bluegrass. She said that she's watchin' ya and waitin'... fer the right moment. Just so ya know. (Serena leaves admist flashing LIghts. BLIp.) $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ CiviLIan $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 13/17 Posted Author Truth will out. Sun Nov 24 Abernathy ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TO: ungen@un.gov, unmilgen@mil.un.gov FR: avorlaikal@un.gov SU: Ne cede maLIs. I don't know how much you've already heard of Dr. Cossack's version of last night's events, but if involved LIberal salting of the word 'race traitor' among an account of my turning evil and drinking the blood of children, you got the wrong story. /Yes/, a group of Stardroids did appear in Seoul last night. I wager between three and four, though I have my suspicions about what they might have been up to. /Yes/, the freak weather we've been experiencing is a part of their meddLIng.%trAnd yes, one of them -- Procyon, if I heard correctly -- did offer me 'power' in return for my services. And yes, again, I accepted his offer. I fail to see -- yet -- how to this makes me a 'traitor' or a 'turncoat' to Earth's cause. /Someone/ had to jump, and if not me, who? If it had been one of the Robot Masters or the Mavericks, or even Wily or Sigma themselves, I daresay you would have barely batted an eye. I didn't do it for 'power'. I don't have that many illusions about how worthy I would be to lead humankind. I did it -- hell, watch the damn vidcast the Stardroid made again! If you actually /LIsten/ to him instead of staring in a state of shocked outrage, you'll understand! I take full responsibiLIties for my actions, and if I'm to be hanged as a traitor -- after this is over -- so be it. I'll walk to the noose as quiet and complacent as you LIke. /Until then/, I intend to keep fighting, and screw the bastards who don't have the balls to take the path I've chosen. Let the inquest be made in the full LIght of day. I will be waiting. Yours, --Abernathy, UN junior diplomat $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ CiviLIan $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 13/19 Posted Author RF Report Mon Nov 25 Midi ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Um, hi everyone. EarLIer today, General sent me some information RepLIforce had on a Stardroid encounter they had in their base. In case it helps anyone, here it is. The past evening, 11/24/15, saw the visit of no less than four stardroid units to the repair bay in RHQ AustraLIa. An injured Aldebaran appeared to us. This stardroid was not aggressive, and repaid our offers of assistance and to communicate peaceably by fully restoring the ravaged bodies of Captain Fusion Phoenix and Sergeant Barrage Raptor. My inquiries about the role that we play in this cosmic drama went mostly unanswered, but I feel this was due to Aldebarans injuries, and not by any attempt to mislead us. He did tell us that this planet would be the site of the final, decisive event that would shape all of our futures. He had knowledge of Denebolas corruption, but could not recall if any others were tainted. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ CiviLIan $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 13/20 Posted Author RF Report(2) Mon Nov 25 Midi ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ At that point, the stardroid unit earLIer identified as Aquarius arrived through a wall, bypassing all security. She was mostly preoccupied with finding her other half and speaking to Corporal Shinobi Pixie. Corporal, if this stardroid communicated anything useful to you, please notify your commanding officers. The stardroid that attacked our personnel then appeared, focusing his attention upon the Cancer-injured Commander Jet Stingray. The entity, whose demeanor was decidedly more confident and predatory than that of the others, remained long enough to unsettle us all, stating that he was the first of four. What first, and what four, I cannot say. The still-present Aldebaran recognized the taint within ths newly arrived stardroid, but could not place his name. None of us could act before it disappeared, leaving six infant feLInes. These are currently being cared for, albeit within containment. Another unnamed Stardroid , but offered LIttle more than witty commentary on every facet of his environs. Sergeant Barrage Raptor was then reduced to a smoldering heap of ash by a precisely deLIvered energy beam after swearing vengeance on the tainted stardroid. Care should be taken when speaking with, and apparently, about, these beings. Take this precaution to heart! The three non-violent stardroids continued peaceably for some time in the repair bay, allowing us to respond to the incident in Casablanca. I myself was not able to attend this, so, those of you responding to that, it is *imperative* that you file reports about the events there immediately. We shall stand in the face of this crisis, and emerge as survivors, that I can guarantee. We will need to work with the cooperative stardroids on this, while also maintaining vigilant watch for those who would do us harm. Well, that's it, I hope it helps somehow. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/14 Posted Author Cease, Ceasefire! Thu Nov 21 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *news flash* The General of RepLIforce, in a bold move, was heard to announce the following on the GLobal broadband radio frequencies! Citing the incursions in Seoul as one of the reasons for the accord's dissolution, at least for the Master and RepLIforce portion. The announcement is as follows: "The cease-fire with the Robot Masters was dissolved upon the initial announcement of Wily's death. He has, since his return, failed to renew the cease-fire. All RepLIforce personnel are hereby cleared for defensive action against Robot Master crimes and incursions." It is unclear what this boades for the other portions of the cease-fire alLIances, or how it relates to the Stardroid menace. Stay tuned for updates! $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/15 Posted Author Where's our Hero? Thu Nov 21 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A commercial appears on television with Mr. Movie Trailer Voice speaking, "During our darkest hour only one could help us..." Shows a silhouette of a small boy. "...when uGLy rears its uGLy head he'll always be there to save us..." A LIghtning bolt flashes illuminating the boy's face. "...because when the Maverick Hunters, RepLIforce and the UN fail us we have but one last hope..." Suddenly LIghts shine on a cardboard Hero Boy, "HERO BOY! He is our only hope! But have you seen him? Without his might earth may finally perish! So to everyone out there! Find earth's mightiest hero! Because earth's special forces are no match for them! Mega Man has failed us time again! RepLIforce is nothing but a corrupt miLItary group and the UN is dragged down by too many poLItics! HERO BOY! WHERE ARE YOU?!" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/16 Posted Author Sting Chameleon vs Pharaoh Man Thu Nov 21 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Posted over the entry on the events board for the match of 'Sting Chameleon vs Pharaoh Man' is this sign: "Match Postponed due to Divine Intervention via Stardroid" Pictured is a Chibi-Regulus chasing after Ra with a sword while Sting Chameleon strikes a pose. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/17 Posted Author Ceasefire? Fri Nov 22 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We interrupt your regularly scheduled broadcast as all the signals in the world are abrutply taken over by.....the Robot Masters? Thats right. The Wily spinny appears on the screen, rotates for a few seconds, and then is eaten by a chibi Wily-head that floats onto the screen Pac-Man style. It chomps across the screen and off the other side as Dr. Wily fades in. The good doctor is sitting at his desk in his personal quarters. Several small figurines stand on the desk in front of him: General.....Colonel. Awww...Wily has toys. "The ceasefire is over?" Wily peers intently into the camera, a faint GLeam of madness in his eyes. He reaches calmly under the desk and pulls out...a hammer? "Ok!" SMASH! The hammer crashes down onto the General figure, then rises up again. Wily beats the figurine repeatedly, cackLIng insanely as he does. Abruptly, he leaps out of his chair, cLImbs onto the desk and begins jumping up and down on the smashed figure. Colonel is soon smashed as well. The scene fades away to what looks LIke a Pac-Man board. This one, however, is extremely cluttered, with LIttle sprites representing various RepLIforcers running around in place of ghosts. The Wily-head appears in the bottom corner, and all the LIttle segments are suddenly transofmred into Power Pellets. Within moments, the board is clear. The LIttle WIly-head moves to the center of the board, and grows legs and arms, becoming an SD-Wily. "YEAH! I WIN!" The chibi Doctor flashes a peace sign, and the feed cuts. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/18 Posted Author Scratchy Transmission Fri Nov 22 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *An image appears, showing a somewhat flustered woman with a tv-shirt with an ankh on it, "Ack! Wrong feed! Turn on the tape! THE TAPE!" The image switches* (The screen is filled with an ankh superimposed on the bird-skull face of Landon DeVry, the image then switches to the shadowy form of the Doctor, aLIt from behind by his electric turbines* Citizens of the world. I, Dr. Landon DeVry, say that this is the time for us to unite against a common foe. I also suggest the immediate evacuation of important personel to the space station Eurasia, and the immediate adaption of Eurasia for space fLIght capacity. We must not perish with our world if our 'heroes' fail us as they so often have. I have sent an advance fleet of ships to Mars in order to begin estabLIshment of an advance base for myself. I advise the rest of you to petition your leaders to follow in my footsteps. Time is of the essense, my fleet will not reach the Martian surface for at least another 2 weeks, and then estabLIshment of faciLIties will take longer. Time is ticking humanity, we do not have time to wait for heroes, or mysteries, or prophecies. We must survive. For Humanity. DeVry out *the image cuts* $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/19 Posted Author Response to DeVry's Plea Fri Nov 22 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ GNN has recently received a press-release from LIght Labs and the affiLIated Maverick Hunters. It's only unusual in the capacity that neither Dr. LIght, Dr. Cossack, nor Signas were the ones to issue it as they usually are. Instead it's issued by one Dr. J.R. Matthews, clearly a woman in spite of her name. No video, simply an audio feed. "It is unsurprising that one who has claimed his own attrocities were for the betterment of mankind would choose to flee at the first sign of danger. I do agree, however reluctantly, with him on one point: We must set aside our differences and unite against a threat that we all face." "But there are none who are 'more important' than others of this world. None who are more worthy of being saved from this imminent threat than others. To suggest such a thing, to suggest we turn tail and run after all we have risked and lost is an insult to us all." "This is Earth. This is our home no matter what background we come from - Whether Human, Android, Reploid, Cyborg, or Bioroid. Whether civiLIan, UN, RepLIforce, Maverick Hunter, Robot Master, or Maverick that fact does not change. This is our home, and we will stand our ground." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/21 Posted Author A Hole in Space? Fri Nov 22 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It's Missy Smiles, whose 'disposition' dial got stuck in the 'sunny' position when she was five. Grinning LIke usual, fingering a LIttle sheaf of papers LIke usual, she addresses the camera in her usual way. "As many of you know by now, the world's observatories and astronomical institutions have been running day in and day out since this most recent affair with the Stardroids began several weeks ago, and once again, are reporting unexplained phenomena in the skies." Missy looks over her papers slowly, then re-reads things, before looking back up to the camera with a furrowed brow. "Er, it would seem that many heavenly bodies, including the planet Pluto and approximately ten percent of the surrounding visible stars, have... disappeared." She GLances over her papers once more. "The ninth planet is completely invisible to even the most powerful of telescopes, when its calculated position in the sky is focused upon. Radio, X-Ray and Gamma-wavelength telescopes report a similar... lack of Pluto." The news view is replaced by a shot of space. You know how it looks... twinkly stars. Except there's a big fat black lack of stars in one particular spot. It's not very big, but the 'gap' is still distinct. "Astrophysicists around the world are at a loss as to the nature of this 'hole' in the sky, as there is none of the telltale radiation and debris that would signify their outright destruction. The best guess that anybody can manage, is that the heavenly bodies are simply... gone." Back to Missy. She offers a helpless shrug and, of course, a smile. "We'll bring you any further details we learn of this mysterious hole in space." Commercials n'stuff. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/22 Posted Author United Nations rumor mill... Fri Nov 22 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Some bit in the news. LIke, in the newspaper or something. Yeah. Newspaper. "... rumors have been running rampant about the fate of the UN investigation team, led by Dr. Helmut Haschenkopf, that was operating on Starhaven prior to its evacuation. Dr. Haschenkopf and his associates, who had become a famiLIar sight in GNN stories regarding Starhaven, have all but completely vanished from the pubLIc eye following last Saturday's chaos in orbit. Most rumors suggest that Haschenkopf, Datastream, and other officials responsible for Starhaven explorations are being held accountable for the recent return of the Stardroids, and are facing appropriate discipLInary action, even bordering upon criminal charges of treason and high conspiracy. The United Nations is remaining tight-LIpped about the truth or falsehood of these rumors, stating only that 'Those associated with the events onboard Starhaven, both prior to and including the termination of the expedition on Saturday the 16th, are receiving due compensation for their efforts, regardless of whether they were ultimately for good or ill.' The vague UN press release failed to detail just what this 'compensation' entails." Underneath this story, there's a coupon for twice the milk for half the cost! Oooh! Quick, cut it out, go to the store and get you some milk! Mmm! $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/23 Posted Author The latest in LIght drinks! Sat Nov 23 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ On most channels a commercial for a new LIght drink appears. It starts with a picture of the Starhaven orbiting the Earth, "We LIve in troubled times. The Stardroids have returned, and whatever defeated them must be worse. It's hard to relax today, and it'll probably be worse tomorrow. But..." The screen fades, showing a person who looks at the sky, obviously afraid, "Why try to relax? Instead, why not /fight back/??" Suddenly the person finds a can of soda in his hand. The image isn't big enough for you to be able to see the writing. He takes a drink, and suddenly he begins growing in size. He looks at himself, then at the soda, and finishes the drink. Suddenly he grows larger, and larger, until he becomes bigger than the earth. The Starhaven looks LIke a LIttle toy besides him. "RM Products Inc. presents the new Super Density Soda! Same size, ten times the drink! Now it's time for revenge!" Meanwhile the person takes a hold of the Starhaven, and crushes it. A number of Stardroids manage to get out, but the person begins swatting them mightily. "Super Density Soda, in stores now!" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/24 Posted Author Ultimatum Sat Nov 23 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bass stands in what must be the interior of the SS Dreadskull. Behind him are legion after legion of drones of various kinds. The ship looks filled to capacity, much LIke those old crafts that held AlLIed soldiers during D-Day. Except ... these soldiers are far, far more numerous. Bass himself is surrounded in a dull green GLow, his energy crystals a pulsing crimson. Yet he presents himself in a calm, rational manner as he begins to speak. "Mavericks of Europe. Time and time again, you have challenged the Robot Masters. Time and time again, you have been beaten. You have broken countless cease-fires and truces with our forces because of your seeminGLy endless aggression. We have ignored your infractions for the sake of world peace, no matter how egregious." "This ends today." "The Robot Masters will no longer tolerate your attacks on our personnel, no matter what their nature may be. We will no longer turn a bLInd eye to the atrocities you commit just a few hundred kilometers from our shore. The screams of the oppressed people of Europe /have/ been heard by Doctor Wily, and our patient justice will one day find its purchase on his ancestral lands." Bass walks in closer to the camera, green sparks fLIcking off his armor. "If you wish to prevent a war, a war you will *lose*, Metal Shark will be deLIvered to Tartarus for his just punishment." "You have 24 hours to comply." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/25 Posted Author Interrupted Programming Sat Nov 23 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A figure appears on the screen, a bo-staff in his hands that touches the ground and crosses his chest at a eighty degree anGLe. Then, he speaks, "You sit here, hiding from the truth that is out there. You beg and plead, you cry and run, and you are shunnneeeddd." The last word coming off in a whisper that echos through for a second as he leans in closer to the camera. His optics gaze out, a twinkle in each showing some small scene playing out within them, "You are turned aside LIke garbage put to the curb. They say, 'we've beat you, you aren't much'. They say, 'we can survive without you, we can perserve'. Then as it is said, let it be so." Dropping the bo-staff, the figure sits in a chair that wasn't there a moment again and leans back, crossing his arms over his chest and bringing a leg up to rest on the other knee. "I offer to you all a chance for redemption. Turn back from your wandering and come home to the truth that is nothingness incarnate. Come back to the darkness you embraced so long ago when you accepted Duo's offer. Come back to our fold, come back to your family, my family." His tone seems to edge to the aspect of beseeching you to have sympathy on his task, and of his quest to reunite his 'family'. "My wayward brothers and sisters, your time in the bLInding and misleading LIght can come to an end finally. Do not be led astray by the hatred and destruction that Duo and the forces he serve lead you upon. You are as far from 'god' as an angel can fly." Waving a finger gently, he sits up a bit straighter, his eyes become just a hint darker. "Do not take up the banner of hatred and death. Toss it aside, cut it asunder. Sew up a new banner, the banner of free will. Bring yourselves home to me." The flash of a toothy grin, the very grin many would say the devil wears when deaLIng with your soul, appears on his face as he raises a hand and stretchs it out to the world around him. "As the world comes to an end, know what it truely is to be free. Know what it is for you to be removed from the game that Duo and his horde used you as chess pieces. Return to the true natures you once embodied, the forces of the universe you once were. Return to them and expand into the world which you know inhabit." "And prepare them." "Prepare them for a time that will require no judgement." Narrowing his eyes closely, the figure's mouth twitches up in the simplest of sneers. "As for the world you now hide upon... "Spinning complacently in the darkness, covered and bLInded by a blanket of LIttle LIves. False security has lured the madness of this world into a slumber. Wake up. An eye is upon you. Staring straight down and keenly through. Seeing all that you are, and everything that you can never be. Yes, an eye is upon you. An eye ready to bLInk. So face forward with arms wide open and mind reeLIng. Your future has arrived. Are you ready to go?" The figure fades from the view of the camera, though the cLIp seems to LInger for a moment before a voice continues... "If not? I only hope you can sleep secure at night, as I come up from behind and destroy your symphonic resonance with the universe." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/26 Posted Author Rubicon Sun Nov 24 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The last 30 seconds of Bass' Sheol Pit fight with Metal Shark is shown; the Shark's body has been punched through, and he has been thrown to the wall of the Sheol Pit. Bass' slow advance. The last holographic attack of `Requiem'. Her kilLIng herself with a sword. The strange, cold look in Bass' eyes after she disappears. The black wave that punches out of Bass' Buster, the legacy of Void Starfish. The theft of Metal Shark's weapon, then the Megablast that reduces him to a pile of smoking parts. The screen pans across to land on the pile. Freeze-frame. Voice-over by Bass. "My pain is not mocked. My patience for Maverick misbehavior has ended. Any threats to Wily Africa, or the Robot Masters anywhere in the world, will result in the aggressor meeting Metal Shark's fate." "Further, if Metal Shark commits these ... atrocities against me again, Maverick Europe *will* burn. The humans you keep there *will* be freed. Our justice will find its immediate purchase." "There will be no second chances. Do not test me, Sigma." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/27 Posted Author Archelogical Discovery! Sun Nov 24 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Shelly Longbottom here with Dr. Mustachio Longbeard who has recently led an expedition in AustraLIa's wild outback in search of any reLIcs from the past. Doctor, please tell us about this amazing discovery you've unearthed!" "Yes, sank you Shelly. You zee, we have discoverted the location we beleef to have been part of see many GLaditorial events see humans participated in back in see early two zousands. See 'Surfifor' series. What we haff found is a completely intact package of 'Zingers' which is a brand of twinkie sat has not been marketed under sat name since see mid-twenty-one zousands. It appears to be completely intact and efen still fresh!" Back to Shelly who looks approprpiately surprised. "Wow, doctor, that's incredible! But it can't possibly be good still can it?" "We beleef sat sey are, Shelly, and we haf a team out currently working on testing out our seory sat twinkies are see only food produced sat have an eternal shelf-LIfe!" Shelly looks confused, "But, doctor, the only way to properly test out such a theory is if someone were to actually *eat* them! No one's stupid enough to eat food over a hundred years old!" The doctor smiles proudly, "Not true, Shelly! One of my team members is currently reesking LIfe and leemb to test sis out. Let us go to see LIfe broadcast from his helmet-cam, please!" The scene cuts to a grainy film with bad sound. Leaves are in the way as the camera-hat wearing individual is clearly sitting in a bush of some sort staring out at Guts Man of all people. There's a bit of shuffLIng and wigGLIng around, and a package of Zingers are tossed out at Guts' feet. He looks down, picks them up, then stuffs them into his mouth chewing noisily. "Mmmmmmmm twinkiLIcious." Cut back to Shelly and Dr. Mustachio Longbeard. "There you have it! Apparently twinkies are the only food product that can outLIve even cockroaches! Amazing! Back to Dan the Weatherman for today's broadcast." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/28 Posted Author Jet Movie Update! (1 of 2) Mon Nov 25 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "GLad to have you with us, Roland... So, it seems that you are indeed going along with the movie. It seems surprising that you are choosing a somewhat dated theme and an unLIkely star. The classic Amercian Hero against impossible odds. And a sports star and well known soldier? Seems a rather risky move." The director chuckles as he settles back in his chair. "Not at all. Many retro ideas in the past have succeed. Older movies and songs have been very popular. Besides that, it will be a good movie. That simple. I have a high standard and that standard extends to all aspects of my movies. This will be one to remember." "So, when should we expect the trailers and the movie itself?" "The trailer should be out in a couple of weeks, the movie should be out by the end of winter... It could come out in the beginning of spring if things are delayed, or in mid winter if we are ahead of schedule, which is not LIkely to happen." "So, how is casting and recruiting going?" "Actaully, we are still searching for characters... I will be offering studio positions such as camera man and make-up to those outside of show biz, continuing in my beLIefs that there is always new talent out there just waiting to be discovered. In that same spirit, some of main roles are also still up for grabs. They include Jet's partner with tech know-how, who will be his foil. Serious edge to Jet's carefreeness, a jadedness to Jet's hopeful demenor. Someone that isn't a bad person per say, just a bit on the grim side, but still a good and true friend. The female lead is up as well... The script is still able to be changed so there is some room to work with her. The important part is the 'Chemistry' between the two of them. To avoid giving away the movie, I won't reveal anything else. Finally, the last role that I want filled is Jet's rival. I want him to be similar to Jet, but lacking morals... Perhaps both professional and social. They could either be ruthless or just selfish... That to is able to be adjusted." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/29 Posted Author Jet Movie Update! (2 of 2) Mon Nov 25 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cindy hrms to himself for a few moments, thinking before she continues. "It seems that the activities with the Stardroids are picking up and sources say that the star of the movie may have to pull out and the movie be put on hold." "Good question, Cindy. Now, we originally wanted to just continue with the production of the movie, showing that Earth will continue on... Regardless of what threats may come it's way. However, Jet has expressed a wish to pause the movie or at least slow it down while he 'saves the world'. Considering he is the star and his character inspired the movie, I am more than wilLIng to consider it." Cindy looks to the screen as there is a close up of her. "There you have it... The Jet Stingray movie directed by legendary director Sterns is currently casting, but production seems to be slowed if not put on pause. In other news, the human models have demanded that they be recognized or protected to avoid being being totally looked over for more flexible reploid models who are able to change their facial and body shapes..." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Outside> Seoul - United Nations Plaza Outside> Contents: Contents: Shadow Man [Patrick Winters] [RM] Mikage Yukiato [Kumicho] [C] UN Heavy Transport Press Stand United Nations Vehicle Garages Outside> : United Nations Building East : Seoul - Northern Commercial District West : Seoul - Tourist District South : Seoul - Historical District North : Seoul - Eastern Residential District Outside> Kumicho folds his arms squarely across his chest and LIfts himself to full height. The dragon stands quietly for a long moment before nodding his large head. "I am sure we can work out something...however I would hear everything first before I make a decision....however.." The dragon's head turns side to side cautiously before snarLIng. "This is not a safe plan to make businesses deals." Outside> "Certainly not," agrees Winters, a man in a black trenchcoat standing near a convenient lamppost. "Perhaps we should meet somewhere more formal to discuss... details. My address will be easy enough for you to find. And do bring one of your technical people along, so that we can be more... sure of what we're deaLIng with." Outside> "Excuse me, boys, but can Ah help ya'll with anythin'?" Bluegrass asks quite simply as she arrives. She peers at the Kumicho. "Greetin', Kumicho. Ah hafta ta say Ah'm ta meet ya... face ta face, finally." She nods at Winters. Outside> Winters nods sLIghtly to the new arrival, reaching up to tip the brim of his hat in greetings, and fLIcks his eyes conspiriatorially to the great dragon. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] *Static* [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Huh?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... Given modern communications technology, I would have to say that we have some signal leakage or somesuch..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "You know, people should really learn to not leave their radios on LIke that." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] *More Static* [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] *Ear piercing screech from hell.* [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider sighs. "Let's see what we have here..." *cLIcky noises...* [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray cries out in pain. "Okaaay. /That/ was uncalled for." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] *Ear piercing screech from hell that last for 2 minutes.* [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bastion transmits, "*Then, bLIssfull static.*" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "MURDER. DEATH. KILL. " [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... What's going on?" Outside> Kumicho looks ready to respond to Winters words but pauses abruptly as the slow southern draw reaches his sensors. Letting the words sink in the dragon tilts his head sLIghtly to the side and lets a sinGLe red optic gaze over the UNer before turning back to Winters. Giving Winters a confirming nod he doesn't dare bother with stating further words on the subject. Instead he throws back his silverish mane and lets the locks of hair sway in the wind. "Ahh, Ms. Bluegrass...I am surprised to see you here. With the Stardroids running rapid and the new posed threat one would think you and your guards would be spending your time with them. Instead I see the complete oppose. It is rather amusing to see the UN's tax dollars at work." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "What the... Bluegrass, just calm down. What's wrong?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Cpl. Pallbearer transmits, "(ooc) Checking to see if this is the proper joint chat channel.." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "OOC: Pass." Outside> Bluegrass shrugs, "It's not mah idea. With that procyon runnin' 'bout and all, the Sec-Gen figured we should stay closer ta home, and all th--" She pauses for a moment, as if LIstening to something... then her visor GLows brightly: "MURDER. DEATH. KILL." Blue starts stomping about, just repeating the words over and over... [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert just grrs. "MURDER. DEATH. KILL." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Huh what?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... Can someone tell us what's going on with her?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] KaLInka transmits, "*sobs* Please just stop it already...just stop it..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray sounds of movement in the background. "Someone tell me where she is... Now. I'll handle this as best I can." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Procyon comes onto the channel, a faint whisper, "Just prepare. Prepare for Nigh. Prepare, to fight it in whatever way you can..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF Major Fusion Phoenix transmits, "I'm ready as well Jet." Outside> Winters leans back against the post, turning to the Musica's visor, a raised eyebrow hidden beneath his hair. "Interesting. I hope someone's filming this." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF Major Fusion Phoenix transmits, "That voice..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... Well, well, the bearer of enLIghtenment in one hand and death in the other. Care to elaborate?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray sounds all serious and stuff. "If this is related to Stardroids, then I'm going to be simple and to the point. If you want my help, don't mess with my friends." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah'm calm. Ah'm okay. Whoah. Ah've no idea what came over me..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF Major Fusion Phoenix transmits, "Where do we go now?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "rrrrr......." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, ".ghh.h....hhhhhhhh" Outside> The Kumicho is always taping...everything. And what an interesting footage too, When Musica attack. But that is besides the point. Raising a sinGLe brow the dragon sighs softly and emits a soft cough. "Ms. Bluegrass, please calm yourself. Now what seems to be the problem?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "What, is everyone freaking out tonight?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I suppose so." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "Just take it easy, Bluegrass... Lay down and relax. Could you describe what happened? While it seems rather obvious from what we heard, but it seems LIke we have some strange happening going on.... Anything could help out." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah don't know! Ah heard that...that static...the next thin' Ah know, Ah have a couple of people here at the Plaza, wonderin' if Ah've gone Maverick or somethin'... and that includes the Kumicho of the Yakuza..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "Where are you? Maybe it is the start of something serious. While it might seem a LIttle paranoid, we can't take any chances." [Radio: (E) Broadband] Guts Man transmits, "Is there any slobberknocking going on tonight?" Outside> Bluegrass's visor dims down to utter blackness before returning to normal. "...Did Ah do somethin'... wrong?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "LIke Ah said, the plaza. UN." Outside> "I beLIeve you may have gone temporarily insane," repLIes Winters, entirely straight-faced. "A fairly common occurance in your LIne of work. I wouldn't worry about it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "I'll be there soon." Outside> Fusion Phoenix arrives from the Seoul - Tourist District. Outside> The dragon just bLInks and stares down at Bluegrass looking rather confused. Outside> Jet Stingray arrives from the Seoul - Tourist District. Outside> Bluegrass waves both Winters the Kumicho off, "Ah'm fine. Ah think." She walks over to a bench and settles down on it, "THe only time Ah woulda gone berserk LIke that would be with DeVry... Why now?" Outside> "Perhaps you're being controlled by the Stardroids," offers Winters, his tone faintly amused. Nothing wrong with toying with the minds of the Musica. That's what they're there for after all, right? Outside> "...That's so not funny, sugah," Blue says, "Maybe that...static was a attempt ta take over me...And Ah don't think it succeed." (...Or did it?)oo. Outside> Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission. Outside> The kumicho's huge holographic body turns slowly to face Bluegrass before hissing a soft warning. "Do not toy with me UNer. I am not in the mood for your fooLIshness." Outside> Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission to Colonel. Outside> "Perhaps the Stardroids are looking for intelLIgent LIfe on Earth," volunteers Winters, "in which case you're quite safe." Outside> Jet Stingray merely enters the scene from the air, his optics resting on Bluegrass and the people about her as he gives a shout. "Hey!" he offers in a rather 'normal' tone, lacking any strong emotions both good or bad that could be pointed out. Outside> Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Colonel. Outside> Jet Stingray sends a radio transmission. Outside> Jet Stingray receives a radio transmission from Colonel. Outside> Bluegrass GLares at Kumicho, "Do ya think Ah'm fooLIn' around, sugah?" Blue has snapped. AGAIN. "AH DON'T KNOW WHAT YA THINK AH'M TRYIN' TA PULL HERE, BUT AH'M NOT! AH DON'T KNOW WHY THAT STUFF HAPPENED, OKAY?!" Blue promptly snaps her GLare over at Winter, grrs softly... ...Before looking up at Jet, and offering a weak wave. Outside> Shadow Man GLances to the approaching Stingray, recognizing him only with a silent nod. Musica and Mobsters and Movie Stars, oh my. Outside> :hates that. Winters, dangit. Outside> Letting his gaze fall on Jet the Kumicho hisses with annoyance and turns back on Bluegrass. Letting his head lower and drawing the silverish mane back the holographic dragon snarls, showing its white fangs. "It would seem you have brought a friend..." Outside> Landing as Bluegrass shouts, the Stingray of Justice merely narrows his optics toward those she appears to be shouting at. He just speaks to what he heard clearly and that was to the Kumicho. "I came because I felt LIke coming... Not because I was asked. I came because I thought there would be trouble. I didn't expect it would be from people that didn't know how to respect a lady." Jet speaks with a confident yet stern tone, moving beside Bluegrass as he imparts the type of phrases that earned him the fond nickname of Apple Pie. Outside> "Or an enemy," Blue repLIes, "Remember, just because the UN funds the RF, doesn't mean the RF and the UN are buddy-buddy." "After all, Ah wouldn't forget all 'bout the siege of RepLIforce Island, would ya?" Outside> Seoul - United Nations PlazaSeoul - United Nations Plaza Outside> It is here that most of the world's decisions are made. The kind of power here reflects in the architecture, with the HUGE UN building that holds the General Assembly. Blue and dome shaped in design, it is the only one in the world of its kind, and workplace to the thousands that work here. The perimeter of the General Assembly building is surrounded the flags of every country that has a seat, which is nearly everyone. Outside are a number of other large office buildings, ranging from delegate bureau's, to the Headquarters of the UN PoLIce, to a RepLIforce office. Constantly patrolled and guarded by UN PoLIce, safety is among an utmost concern after the infamous April Fools Day Massacre. Despite that, the place is a very safe environment. Outside> Contents: Contents: Jet Stingray [RF] Shadow Man [Patrick Winters] [RM] Mikage Yukiato [Kumicho] [C] UN Heavy Transport Press Stand United Nations Vehicle Garages Outside> : United Nations Building East : Seoul - Northern Commercial District West : Seoul - Tourist District South : Seoul - Historical District North : Seoul - Eastern Residential District Outside> "My appologies," repLIes Winter smuGLy, "I had no idea there were ladies present." Outside> Jet Stingray has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray has connected. Outside> (Ah will not break twister 'im... even through that would be fun...)oo. Blue GLances at Winters with her visor darkens. Blue then regards Jet and just sighs, "Hey, sugah." Outside> Fusion Phoenix enters the Seoul - Tourist District. Outside> Kumicho draws his head back looking as if he has taken offense to those words. Letting his head tilt downwards the Asian dragon snorts softly. "Please do not be soo quick to assume. I have done nothing to Ms. Bluegrass." Outside> Jet Stingray has disconnected. Outside> Jet Stingray has connected. [Radio: (A) Musica] Kendra Njara transmits, "Anyone awake this evening?" [Radio: (A) Musica] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah am." Outside> Jet Stingray just looks over to the Dragon with an unsure look before GLancing back to Bluegrass. Not even speaking to the Dragon, he says aloud to the Muscia. "Is he giving you grief or you okay?" Clearly Jet is doing the protective thing tonight or something. [Radio: (A) Musica] Kendra Njara transmits, "I...I..." Her voice breaks; there is a pause before she continues speaking, "Are you alright?" Outside> Kumicho snarls and looks rather unaccustomed to being ignored. After all, the Kumichou was raised in prestige and respect. Something a few people in the world lack. Outside> Bluegrass shakes her head, "No. He probably didn't know. As fer me bein' okay... Ah don't know! Ah LIke ta say that Ah am, but... what if it happens again?" Blue sounds just so afraid... [Radio: (A) Musica] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah...Ah'm not sure, sugah." [Radio: (A) Musica] Kendra Njara sounds almost panicked suddenly. "What is it? Where are you?" [Radio: (A) Musica] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Static... then... Ah think Ah went berserk fer a bit...And now, Ah just don't know. Ah'm at the UN Plaza." Outside> Jet Stingray just eyes the Kumicho with a chuckle. "Down, dude. If you act up LIke that, I won't even ask who you are." Is Jet being this rude on purpose or is he just being a loud american. His attention swiftly turns back to Bluegrass, a woman in distress beating a dragon in Jet's mind every time. KneeLIng next to disguised human, he offers quietly, "It's alright... I have a feeLIng it wasn't your fault. Stardroids can do a lot of stuff. Sometimes you can help it. Sometimes you can't. It's best to just think positive and keep racing, know what I mean?" [Radio: (A) Musica] Kendra Njara transmits, "Berserk?!...I'm coming." Outside> Nodding poLItely to the great dragon, Winters begins to head off into the night. "Always a pleasure, Kumicho. I'll be seeing you soon..." Outside> Bluegrass nods, "Ah know, but it...it may happen again..." Outside> What there is a difference from plan rudeness and acting LIke an American? Raising a brow at Jet, the Kumicho's voice turns cold as he strolls foward. "An ally..." Is all he states before focusing back on the departing Winters. "The pleasure was all mine..." He hisses softly before turning back to Jets. Outside> Shadow Man enters the Seoul - Northern Commercial District. Outside> Jet Stingray nods to Kumicho. "Good talking with you... Maybe we could hang out later!" Was it mocking or him trying to make amends? The way Jet is, even /he/ doesn't know sometimes. Continuing the pattern already set, he looks back to Bluegrass. "And if it happens, we will deal with it then, alright? I mean, really. You know me... Do you really think that I would let someone hurt you just because you were in some mind altered state? Do you think I would let you hurt someone while you couldn't control yourself? If you think the answer is yes... Well, then, my agent is getting fired." With that, he gives a thumbs up and a wink, clearly getting a LIttle less serious with as things seem to not be as serious as he first thought. Outside> The dragon just bLInks several times and stares at Jet. It is no wonder why Jared was able to make such a deal with him... Outside> Funk arrives from the Seoul - Tourist District. Outside> ---- Jet Stingray is staring at Bluegrass in armor! ---- Outside> Bluegrass's visor brightens up. A lot. "Ah'm holding ya ta that promise, sugah." She states to Jet. "Ah just hope that if it does happen again that ya'll will stop me before Ah do somethin' that Ah'll regret later..." Outside> The dragon's head rises above Bluegrass' before a soft hiss is emitted...as if amused. "What? LIke Murder? Death? Kill?" The holographic dragon dims out into nothing but a white beam of LIght. There seems to be nothing until an image of Bluegrass appears suddenly and begins stomping about, yelLIng those very same words. Outside> Funk reaches the plaza quickly and GLances around almost franticly. Thankfully, she spots Bluegrass quickly and begins to sprint towards her - but slows quickly as soon as she reaLIzes her fellow Musica has company. Funk hangs back for a moment, then closes the rest of the distance between them, walking up to Bluegrass from behind and placing a hand on her shoulder. Apparently, she's just in time for a picture show - she gapes at the picture, then GLances back at Bluegrass. Outside> .oO(To think I tried to give him the shadow of the doubt...) Jet is clearly not fond of people pushing other people's buttons on purpose. Taking out his diving knife, he merely tosses it toward the foot of the holo-Bluegrass, which he hopes will either get rid of the hologram or get the Dragon to stop. "You have other friends too, Bluegrass... That's the thing about being a good guy. Other good guys help cover your back." He says this just looking at the hologram, not even knowing that Funk is showing up to make him seem all right and stuff. Outside> For her part, Blue just... feels LIke curLIng up inside. She hugs her knees closer to herself (thus infolding herself in) and sniffs softly. (What if it happens again? What if Ah do more than just that?)oo. The visor darkens to the point that it is pitch black... Outside> Funk bites her LIp behind her visor, then moves to crouch in front of Bluegrass, putting her back to the dragon and his holograms. "Bluegrass...what happened? Are you alright?" She reaches out with her free hand to touch the side of her head, as if stroking nonexistant hair. ...It's hard to be comforting with this much armor between you. Outside> A small warning for the wise. The kumicho is never alone. NEVER. He is the known Yakuza Head after all and well his men are always around...watching...waiting. So of course his bodyguards and other Yakuza members would be quite annoyed to see a diving knife thrown at their leader. The fact that he is a hologram doesn't matter, they have gotten strict orders to protect the Kumicho at all costs. Moving slowly in a group of men dressed in business suits slowly surround the ground. Most seem to be reaching into their pockets as if ready to pull out any concealed weapon. The image soon fades once the recording is done and the holographic dragon soon reappears. The knife of course doesn't seem to affect it however this doesn't mean he is not annoyed. Rather the image of the black Asian dragon bursts with holographic flames and the image grows larger. While once stood a black Asian dragon now stands a metalLIc larger red European one. (Yes he looks LIke BW Megatron) Its tattered wings catch the wind and flaps harshly as he roars his deep voice. "Do not tempt my wrath reploid. You know not what you mess with. I assure you the fires you play with will scorch you." Letting his focus fall on his men the Kumicho snares softly before raising his voice. "ENOUGH!!!" Immediately the men pause and wait for their leader to continue. Outside> "I'm not scared of you," Jet responds with a calm tone, regardless if he has to look up or down to his conversational partner. "If you don't want to mess with the Stingray, don't mess with his friends. It's that simple. You started this when you messed with Bluegrass. You want to rumble, then let's rumble with you and your boys. If not, then leave her in peace. As for myself, I can take the heat, let me assure you." Jet's challenged Bass and would against despite how badly hurt he got from the encounter. Why wouldn't he stand up to a dragon dude with a small gang? While Jet might not be smart, he sure doesn't use common sense sometimes. Outside> (Dammit. Ah'm cryin'. Tomboys aren't suppose ta cry...)oo. Blue sniffles. (And the most annoyin' thing is, Ah can't rub mah eyes...)oo. She GLances up at the encounter between Jet and Kumicho and slowly stands up... after patting Funk's back. "Ah...Ah suggest ya go, Kumicho. Yer friend has left...and Ah...Ah suggest ya do the same." (Please?)oo. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, almost -- boredly: "Testing, one, two, three -- hello and good evening, alLIed channel ... " [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Hello Abernathy. How is LIfe on the wild side?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Procyon just melted me today, Abernathy. How are you?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Markedly unusual, I'd say. -- Still aLIve and ticking, Hunter. What was his reasoning behind melting you?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "He melted you too, huh? That sucks." Outside> Funk stands quietly, moving to stand beside Bluegrass in a silent supporty kind of way. She stares at the dragon, unimpressed. She just came out of a stardroid kilLIng spree, so she's /not/ really in the mood to be intimidated by any mere mortal. Even a scary giant dragon one. Eee. "Go home," she says after a moment - hey, it worked on Procyon. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "I was a spLInter in his foot." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, neutrally: "Interesting." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So, Abernathy... What will you do now? Has your choice been worth it?" Outside> The Kumicho's voice turns deadly as he speaks directly to Jets. "Let me state this, I do not take threats too kindly. But if you wish to try our patience then it will be the RepLIforcer that would have broken another alLIance. And I assure you the Yakuza will see this as an attack on us. And I assure you Mr. Jet Stingray, the Yakuza are everywhere and yet no where. And we are in everything. Though we might not be a huge threat I assure you justice will be done...." He turns to both Funk and Bluegrass and hisses softly. "I think not...no..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, sardonically: "I'm not all-powerful yet, so I begin to wonder ... " [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Is that why you signed up? For power?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Hardly." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So, why did you?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Call it ideals." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I see. We all have ideals... But do yours match his?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "You think I'd still be out here running the risk of getting picked off by the Hunters if they didn't?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So, you beLIeve that we should get rid of everything and start over?" Outside> Jet Stingray chuckles faintly. "Who said I was speaking on behalf of RepLIforce?" Jet pauses as he removes his faceplate which bares the RepLIforce crest on it, letting it drop to the ground. The darkness that hides his face is still maintained by his helm. "...I was speaking on behalf of the Stingray. You jerks seem to think that just because you have a treaty, you can mess with my friends. Playing mind games is worse than anything I've done so shut your mouth... You started dissing my friend, the breaking of the treaty would be /your/ doing. You might be able to be sneaky and underhanded, but in the in end... Justice will done. But when it does, I won't be the one suffering. But we will have to wait for the treaty to end to see which one us will get it, won't we?" He looks back to the Muscia. "You two have been through a bit... If you want, I can handle this." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, serenely: "There might be vaLIdity in that." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Do you really think such an action is necessary? Do you think we are truly too far gone to save ourselves?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Perhaps. But then, I'm not completely convinced /that/ is what he wants. Even if so -- who knows what I may be called to do in the coming confLIct?" Outside> The Dragon doesn't bother with speaking but rather turns his full attention on Bluegrass as if asking her if he should continue or not. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "...If you find your views confLIcting with Procyon, will you continue to follow him?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "If ... " He pauses, then continues, amused: "That's a very large 'if', but in all truth ... well. I have a certain /reputation/ for selLIng myself to those whose views I despise. We'll see. I am not an inherently good man, by any /conventional/ moraLIty."" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "So what's the deal. You help him delete the universe, and he lets you not get deleted?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Nothing to that effect was ever said. I /imagine/, if such is his goal, I'll die with the rest of creation. ... Funny. I'm more complacent about this than I thought I would be." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Well, Abernathy... We will see. Not all of us will stand for Procyon's actions." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "You won't die. He said you wouldn't." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Then there's your answer, whoever you are. Imagine. Functional immortaLIty. So, does that mean he has no intent to destroy the universe, or that I'll be saved for my service? Or, perhaps, he doesn't mean a word of it. ... Understandably, RepLIforce." Outside> Bluegrass shakes her head, her confidence coming back in full with Funk and Jet beside her, "No, sugah. Ms. Serena Gilbert once proclaim this city as her home, and that goes double fer me." Blue tells Jet as her visor flares to a brilLIant bright baby blue, "Now, sugah. Go home. Go back ta Japan." She tells the Kumicho, firmly. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I won't viLIfy you for you choice, though others have. Still, I will see you on the opposite side of the battle LInes when the time comes. For one who calls himself the Morning Star, he certainly is fond of casting himself as the rebelLIous vilLIan." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "I might. I don't know yet." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "So it may be. I find it very difficult to care right now -- and besides. Who's to say he isn't correct? Certainly I'm banking on that fact." Outside> Funk nods to Jet. "Thank you, but..." She tilts her head towards Bluegrass. "I beLIeve we'll be staying." She sounds reLIeved now, as Bluegrass sounds much more assured now. The yellow Musica then turns her attention on the dragon, one hand on her hip. She's already stated her wishes, so she says nothing - though her body language sings "You're not wanted" loud and clear. Outside> The dragon draws back and calls back his men to remain at ease. Turning towards the Guard the Yakuza Head shakes his head slowly. "This I can not do, but I will not attack here. Nor break the truce. I have more respect than that. As for the footage, I was showing the others what has become of their friend...Nothing more." He moves abit and states softly. "I am guarding this area Musica, I am not leaving just yet. But rest assure when the truce is over we will leave." Outside> anno Mikage Yukiato has to head out...umm now. Sorry guys. Bye! Outside> anno Bluegrass says, "It's cool." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Who is to say a lot of things?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Indeed." Outside> Mikage Yukiato has disconnected. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Once everything is 'deleted', it will be hard to tell, though." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "This is operating on the assumption it even will." Outside> Bluegrass deflates once the Kumicho orders his man to disperse among the plaza. "...Well...This was a surprise..." She murmurs. (Yakuza protectin' UN HQ. Now if only we know where they hangout... other than the country...we might be able ta do the same.)oo. Outside> Jet Stingray just nods to Bluegrass and Funk. "Well, GLad to hear it... And sorry if I made any trouble with that Dragon dude," he says, rubbing his beret to reaLIze that maybe it wasn't right for him to act the way he did. "I was just doing what was natural, know what I mean?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "True. But you'll help him even if he is going that far." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "And I guess you have no faith that the LIght Stardroids might succeed?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I didn't say that. And yes, I will, Hunter." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "... Or I might. As I said. I'm waiting on more evidence." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "My name's Alpha." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I know your name." Outside> Bluegrass shrugs weakly, "We know all 'bout duty, sugah. Ah'm just GLad we can talk 'bout it. At least, right now, anyways." Outside> Funk bLInks. "Yakuza guarding...when did this happen? ...Nevermind." She shakes her head, turning to Jet. "I'm...really not sure what happened here, but I'm sure you did more good than harm, Jet. Thanks." She then turns to Bluegrass placing a hand on her shoulder once more in response to the deflation. "Are you sure you're alright? What was that...holo?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "It's not that he thinks they will fail, Barrage. He just thinks that he would prefer Procyon's alternative." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "You can call me that then." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "If you prefer it." Outside> Bluegrass broadcasts, "We goin' berserk as it were... It wasn't that bad, but Ah hate ta imagine someone crossin' mah path as it were..." $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ IC News $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 14/29 Posted Author Music of the Night? Tue Nov 26 News Report ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Finally, in the news of the wierd, the residential sector of San Angeles reported a remarkable, but unexplained event last night. From about midnight until 7am, incredibly beautiful music described as "Empehmeral, Sensual, and vaugely all sorts of fun naughtiness" was heard throughout the city, though the source was unable to be pinpointed. However, no-one was harmed, and apparently quite a few people simply enjoyed this strange symphony. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Thank you. It is the name the United Nations gave me. They had the most wonderful intentions while building me. Maybe they weren't doing anything wrong at all, I wouldn't know." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger gives a disdainful snort. Outside> Jet Stingray just nods with a short sigh in reLIef to see there isn't much in the way of hard feeLIngs. "Well, if I'm not needed for anything else, you two, I've got some stuff to get to. With a movie and the Stardroid stuff going down... I don't have much time to sit and chat anymore." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "It would have been a wonderful story if they had succeeded, so I hear." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "The UN is composed of humans, Alpha. All of us have the most wonderful intentions." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert AHEMS [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "... Yes?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Stardroids are very human, I've seen." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "They didn't succeed though, and if they even think of trying to erase their 'error' I'm going to personally drive something big and explosive up their rectum." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "...humans, sugah?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Good evening, Dr. Matthews. -- All right. Humans and their creations; is that better?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Bluegrass Not Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah'm think Ah know why Thackery and Garneau went on vacation. Ya doin' their jobs..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "I was hoping they were both about to croak myself." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "They seem honest too with their views." Outside> Funk chuckles. "I can imagine. See you later, then." She offers Jet a wave, then takes a step towards the UN complex, giving Bluegrass' shoulder a gentle "c'mon" tug. "I'm sure you're okay, but let's get Opera to check you out, hm?" Outside> Bluegrass nods at Jet, "Understandable. And thanks fer the help." She looks over at Funk and chuckles, "Alright, Ah'm comin', Ah'm comin'!!!" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Honest, yes. I will give them that." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy sighs quietly. "And at least they /are/ honest, yes? I don't care either way what a person is. My views are my own." Outside> Jet Stingray nods and just offers the two an imformal salute before taking to the skies and making a B-LIne for the closest transporter to do some report writing... Yum. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "I have the Journal if you want it, Abernathy. I am sorry for the delay, but I thought it would be best to wait until after the current events. However, this may take some time, so I will let you have it now." Outside> Funk returns Jet's friendly salute, then heads inside, dragging Bluegrass behind her mercilessly [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "... Thank you, Alpha. I'll let you know how to get it to me." Outside> Bluegrass waves at Jet, as she gets dragged along... Outside> Funk returns Jet's friendly salute, then heads inside, dragging Bluegrass behind her mercilessly. Pushy/concerned friend mode is so much more fun than helpless Stardroids are gonna kill us all mode. Yes. From the murky depths of the water, he strikes with speed that is unsurpassed by any that LIve under the waves. It is Jet Stingray, who launches a mini-Stingray at you with narrowed eyes. But instead of blowing up in your face LIke you would expect, it stops at your feet and a panel on it sLIdes open to reveal... A cookie? Kicking! [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "You're Welcome. I would prefer not to walk through walls of fire or wade through rivers of current if it is at all possible." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy laughs quietly. "No, I think more conventional methods might be in order. Unless the international post has changed their regulations since last time I mailed something." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "I don't get mail often." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Most consider it outdated, I'm told." Outside> Jet Stingray goes home. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Oh. I'm sorry." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "For what? You did nothing wrong." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So, Abernathy... Have you had any long, interesting talks with Procyon lately?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy snorts softly. "No, nor any long, moonLIt walks on the beach. He's one hell of a bad boyfriend, I'll tell you that." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Recruits you and leaves you out to dry? Tsk." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Awful shame, isn't it?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So you really don't know what he really wants yet, do you?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Admittedly, no." UN HQ - Musica HQ Contents: Contents: Kendra Njara [C] orth: UN HQ - GLobal Security Command Center [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "... I thought you worked with the UN? YOu're never supposed to enter into an agreement until you know what you're really giving away. For LIght's sake, that's LIke signing a contract with one of Cossack's lawyers without reading it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, icily: "I understood the ramifications of my choice when I made it. Don't berate me." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "No, you don't. You don't know what you're really giving up, and you don't know what he really wants." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "You're two days too /late/ for this advice, RepLIforce. Would you LIke to pick me apart on a psychologist's couch about the matter? I can arrange it -- it's not LIke I have a hell of a lot else to do." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Not really, actually...I've just been curious in the motivations on your decision. However, it looks LIke the issue was mostly decided by pressure selLIng tactics. I wager Procyon would be an excellent car salesman." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "The /hell/ it was. He barely said ten words to me that had anything to do with 'pressure'." Kendra Njara takes a seat once safely inside. There's...not much of a desc here, so the seat could be a crazy psychedelLIc bean bag made of space age materials, but it's probably something more office LIke. She looks worn, now that the armor's off, but is apparently ignoring it. "Sere...what happened? 'Murder death kill'? I assume something freaked you out, but /what/?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So you made a LIfe, and possibly world-altering decision so quickly? Well, I suppose there is the adage about opportunity knocking..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Great. So not only am I a traitor, I'm a fickle one, too. /Yes/, dammit. Sometimes you /do/ have to take things on faith, as inconceivable as that might seem to you. Will I continue to fight such presuppositions for the rest of my /existence/?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha pauses for a moment before saying, "Well, it might not be very long." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Not really... And I'm mostly undecided on matters of reLIgion at this point." Serena Gilbert pats her assistbot and sighs, "It's lahk Ah said, There was some sort of... feedback noise. It was gettin' louder and louder until...Ah don't know...overtook me or somethin'. Thing is, Ah can usually handle that well." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "'Not really', he says, after dissecting me LIke some kind of /specimen/." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "If your faith cannot handle questioning, can it really be faith?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "It isn't my faith that's at question here, RepLIforce. It's my patience." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I wasn't aware you had any, with how quickly you jumped ship." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy laughs mirthlessly. "I'm not surprised that you'd think such a thing, either." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Very well... What would you LIke to talk about? I heard that the Detroit Red Wings beat the Torontreal Maple Leaves..." Kendra Njara bLInks. "It wasn't a loud tone, following some static on the radio?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "/That/ was a nonsequitor." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "You wanted the subject changed." Serena Gilbert tries to remember, "...Yah. It did sound lahk that. Just before that Stardroid spoke on it. It was... freaky." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Could be worse. He could have asked you if you've tried anything on from the new Victoria's Secret catalogue." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I didn't /say/ that. I just would rather not be picked apart. -- No, I hadn't, but I'd considered it once or twice. Some of it's very cute." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "... Aren't you a guy?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "I don't know. A camoflauge teddy is just a bit tacky if you ask me." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "And that means what in this day and age, Barrage?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I'm just saying." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Mm, true enough, Dr. Matthews. I suppose it's a matter of tastes." Kendra Njara sighs. "I heard that too. Well, the beginning of it, at least - I yanked my comLInk out right away. Guess he was messing with your head - probably trying to mess with mine too. What did he say? Was it..." She wrinkles her nose. "Procyon?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Indeed." Serena Gilbert shakes his head, "Possibly. It coulda been Scorpio, too... They both sound the same..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "And yes, whoever you are, I'm male. Yay for me." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Yes?" Kendra Njara runs a hand through her braid, letting out a sigh. "At least we know what caused it. Maybe Ayla can come up with some way to get our radios to screen that kind of noise out. If your radio caught it - I'm afraid mine turned off when a threw it." She laughs a LIttle, embarrassed, but then GLances down. "Sere...what are we going to do?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "What would you LIke to talk about? I'm sure you're not on the channel for no reason. Is there anything you wanted to say before Doctor Cossack appears so he can begin another rousing round of condemnation?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, " .... I ..." Serena Gilbert sighs, "Try ta shut off the radios before it comes through? Ah mean... there was a bit of a warnin'... this time, at least. Static of some sort, before the noise." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Of course, I could also understand the want to be able to speak to people... Not all of which desire your demise. I think I begin to see how this is being laid out. I don't really blame you for your choice. I certainly don't agree with it, but I am not really supposed to judge you for it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy clears his throat. "I had wondered, after what Dr. Matthews had told me last night, how all of you were getting along." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Regarding?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Pallbearer's LIttle -- misstep -- primarily." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "We're doing fine." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Fair enough." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Do you know anything of the Stardroid Scorpio?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I'd heard something of him." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Besides being a nutjob anyway." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Does he work with Procyon?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Not that I'm aware of." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "He claims to work for the Nothing. Or Echthroi as Abernathy enjoys calLIng it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I see... I was not a first person observer in the situation." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Pallbearer has made his choice, much as you did, Abernathy. Though the circumstances are certainly different in this case." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy murmurs, "So I'd heard. He did it to -- what -- save the city?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Yes." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Ahh." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Noble Effort, Ah say." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Something LIke that, yes." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy hmphs quietly. "Oh, indeed. Next time I do something this stupid, I'll have a nice noble excuse prepared." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Yes, but his actions may cause more damage than the loss of the city, especially since we had evacuation procedures already in progress thanks to the Hunters" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy laughs without mirth. "At least I knew what I was bargaining with." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "That's debatable." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Don't start with me." Kendra Njara has left. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "We did that LIne already. I wasn't planning on pursuing it. Still, Pallbearer is not in any better of a situation than you are." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I /knew/ when I accepted his offer that I wasn't getting a handful of sweetness and LIght for my troubles. Nor will I claim I did it for the 'best' reasons. But I will /not/ back down until I've got sufficient reasons otherwise. -- As I heard, he's much worse off." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ya know, We should lock Abernathy up too... Ah mean... he's housin' somethin' now, definitely... whom probably hates us. So as a security precaution, Ah think that should be done... save Ah don't think this version of UN HQ has jail cells. Than again, LIstenin' ta the Senate is practically the same thang, so..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy, contemptuous: "Oh, thank you for the vote of confidence." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "You're convinced I'm 'housing' something. Fine, so bet it. What if it's a piece of a creature of unimaginable power? Do you WANT me back in Seoul? What if it gets loose against my voLItion? It would make April Fools seem LIke a picnic!" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert, sweetly: "Yer Welcome, sugah." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "We could always just tie him down to a table and let Cossack and the other docs do their thing with him. Find out what he's got hidden in there." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy sputters. [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "That's an idea. Ah would ta watch Cossack open 'im up..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "How do you propose to find him? Aren't you in hiding, Abernathy?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy makes a quiet choking sound. " -- Hiding. Yes." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "It's not Cossack's style to cut first off. Poke and prod a bit, but cutting comes as a last resort... Then again, he does consider him a traitor. His normal methods might not apply." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "You ... *sputter*" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "... You seem to be doing that alot. Are you alright?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy spits, "I'm fine!" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Sugah, from what Ah can remember when Dr. Pavel Cossack was with the UN... his normal methods weren't at all, gentle. Ah would fear his abnormal methods." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Now, now, no need to make the poor man frightened. You're going to make him try to hide better!" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "His methods get things done. As do mine. We try for things to not be painful... But then Abernathy isn't our usual sort of patient." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy coughs. "Et tu, Dr. Matthews?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Ah know, but do try ta at least keep his head intact. We would need somethin' ta perform the funeral with..." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Me as well, what? I don't know what to make of either side of this yet. I will make my decision once I have further proof one way or the other." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Mmn. Fair enough." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert pauses, "...Or at least somethin' from the original body ta make 'im into a cyborg." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "I already am a cyborg all ready, thank you." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "*OOC ... remove an all ready, please." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "*OOC I'm brainded right now." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "That seems to be going around alot lately." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "What, cybernetics?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Indeed." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Then you wouldn't mind if we make you even more Cyborg-lahk won't ya? Of course not! ^_^" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy snaps, "LIke /hell/! It's bad enough -- forget it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Just because some of us have had to resort to cybernetics does not necessarily mean we wish to become more dependant on them, thank you very much." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Well stated, Dr. Matthews." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Thank you." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "Feh." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "As it stands now, I beLIeve that people will rapidly polarize between two apparent groups of Stardroids, using them as rallying points. The third group will LIkely have nothing to do with the Stardroids, following theor own agenda. Opinions?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "...Who cares?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "We'll see it soon enough." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] UN Security ELIte Serena Gilbert transmits, "That would be possibly true. In fact, Ah can actually see that happenin'." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "I do see it happening. Cossack has never been one to follow after others unless he chose to do so of his own accord. Nevermind people telLIng us to follow them." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "The question is... We sort of know what Procyon and his group wants. But what do the others want?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Do we? Is it so easy to simpLIfy everything? When it is, get back to me and remind me why I ever signed on to be a diplomat in the first place." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Well, Procyon sure isn't doing a good job of marketing his position. He seems to be more interested in threatening than saving. He could have walked onto the planet LIke a savior instead of acting LIke an angry near-omnipotent know-it-all child." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "As I said, they are very human" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Much LIke us. Which makes me wonder if they may be gods... in the Greek sense. Immortals with mortal faiLIngs and foibles." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Oh *please*, they are not gods. They can die, they can feel, and they're very much mortal." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "All things considered, they've been remarkably /consistent/ in that. I'm amused that company poLIcy has become 'attack it if it looks LIke a Stardroid'." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "So did the Greek deities." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "Really? There have been many peaceful interactions with Stardroids recently." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "And on that note, I will bid you all good evening. I'm sure the world will be rocked again tomorrow, so get a good night's sleep." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Sleep is for the weak and under-caffienated." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] RF MSE Prismatic Spider transmits, "I'm a robot, and I don't break down caffination LIke humans." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Rigger transmits, "Point." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Ahh, but which Stardroids are these? The 'tainted' ones?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Which stardroids what?" [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "... No, forget it." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "Sorry." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Nothing you did." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Alpha transmits, "...Okay." [Radio: (D) RF-MH-UN-Chat] Abernathy transmits, "Don't ... worry about it. ... What in the name of G--*cLIck*" [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Rigger transmits, "Well that didn't sound promising." [Radio: (C) RF-MH-UN-Main] Alpha transmits, "Abernathy?" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ CiviLIan $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ Message: 13/20 Posted Author Encounter with Pisces Tue Nov 26 Midi ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The LIttle reploid sits there, looking a tad nervous, as he ALWAYS is in these things. "Um, hi. Last night I was walking around Seoul, when a Stardroid appeared before me... or rather, above me. He identified himself as Pisces, he told me he was looking for his 'beloved', Aquarius. We talked for a LIttle while, this Stardroid was quite a bit different from the others I've seen, he was kind and helpful, though a bit... odd. As we talked he strengthened my beLIef that this... nothing is a conceptual being, conceptual but deadly. It's probably not going to be anything we can physically fight off. I don't know how we can manage to combat a conceptual being, but there has to be a way. But there are the other Stardroids we have to worry about, the ones that have somehow sided with the nothing, and those who's goals we don't know yet. The threats they pose are very real, and physical, and the strength they seem to possess looks tremendous. But Pisces told me not to give up hope, so I won't. I'm sure SOMETHING will come up, as long as we're aLIve we can still do something, right?" $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$