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Post by Bowen Aero on May 31, 2012 15:23:29 GMT -5
Bowen was just about finished with the last of the 7-Uploids. His entire body was bruised and bloody, his outfit torn and burnt. The Refractor Magnum had been bent in combat. However he managed to keep the Shining Laser III intact. Bowen wiped the sweat off his head with his sleeve, and fell to his knees. Despite his injuries and the loss of all his research on AI, he simply smiled weakly.
"The things a father would do for his beloved daughter..."
Bowen fell face-down on the carpet, but he kept smiling.
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Post by Chaotic Chao on May 31, 2012 15:46:28 GMT -5
Before Igiaro could give the guy the prototype, he ran off, probably to avoid the responsibility it held to have to give it to Dashe. While Tabor attacked the robots, Igiaro walked away. He was just going to give it to Dashe. He was too tired to do anything else.
Chaotic withdrew his Pokémon as he entered the mansion with Dashe. She unexpectedly stopped though-probably because she wanted to let the robots torture him for a while. After waiting a little bit, a black haired, purple guy dressed in a fancy suit came up, panting as if he ran a 2-mile marathon non-stop. Still, without problems, he said, "I ran ALL the way here. Dashe, PLEASE take this curse of a prototype of my hands," while holding up the prototype with one hand as he crouched, breathing heavily.
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Post by Dashe on May 31, 2012 17:01:42 GMT -5
"Back up and don't let anything happen to that disc!" Dashe shouted at the lawyer. "We're in the middle of a highly dangerous situation here!" If there was ever a bad time for the guy to have wandered onto the scene, this was most definitely it. She darted up to Bowen and roughly seized him by the Shining Laser III with her free hand. No way was she going to let that weapon get turned to stone. "Eff this," she muttered, grabbing the gun and stomping down on Bowen's bicep, tugging hard. "It's not coming off. Damn. This is the last time I ever lend a prop to a regular member of these boards! The! Last! Time!"
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Post by Kyle on May 31, 2012 17:15:30 GMT -5
After getting lost in Bowen's mansion, GreenPow heard a familiar voice. Dashe's voice. Immediately, he set out towards it.
"Hey, Dashe. I finally caught up to y- Woah!" he yelled as he turned around the corner, coming face-to-face with Dashe pressing her foot down on Bowen's arm and mercilessly tugging at some sort of weapon. "Uh... Feeling okay there, Dashe...? I think I have some diazepam left. Want some?" he asked. "I know that the guy, if you'll excuse my language, pissed you off, but yanking at his arm like that will only lead to a dislocation. Here. Take these, while I restrain him."
He then handed his bottle of diazepam to Dashe and put Bowen into a full-nelson. "Feel free to retrieve the weapon when you're ready to, y'know, not maim him.
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Post by Bowen Aero on May 31, 2012 18:25:43 GMT -5
Bowen continued to wear his weak smile, despite his current position.
"Heh... This thing? Had to amputate myself to equip it. Hehe- *koff* There's a green release button on the side, since you want it..."
Bowen eyed the Banhammer in Dashe's hand, and continued smiling.
"Well, seems it's over. Both the war, and for me. Heh- *koff* First time I've seen a real Banhammer. *koff koff* Probably the last time, too."
He turned his head towards Chaotic Chao...
"Heh, hey buddy. I can trust ya with something, right? *koff* My bedroom. On the nightstand is a framed photo... Find the girl in it. Take good care of her, 'kay? I know you will."
Bowen turned his head to look at the ceiling, still smiling.
"You're a good kid. I trust ya. Well, there's nothing left for me in this life. Go on, Miss Dashe. Ban away."
He still smiled proudly, knowing what he did was right for his daughter.
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Post by Dashe on May 31, 2012 18:59:09 GMT -5
Dashe frowned and snatched the Shining Laser III off of what was left of Bowen's arm. "If there are any operational Cokebots left they're totally cleaning the blood that's inevitably leaked into this," she muttered nonchalantly, mentally cursing the fact that unhitching the weapon and taking the Dizepam bought Bowen enough time to have several paragraphs worth of last words.
The boy didn't even deserve a full-on wallop for the sheer amount of melodrama he brought to the table. She swiftly tapped him on the noggin with the banhammer and he turned into a statue. "What're you guys all standing around for?!" She shouted. "There are hundreds of those annoying robots still running rampant through the city and whatever lab he used to make those things needs to be either sealed off, dismantled and turned in to the authorities, or destroyed altogether lest someone else finds it and decides to mass produce more unbannable, over-emotional robots that could run rogue and destroy the city."
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Post by Chaotic Chao on May 31, 2012 19:18:07 GMT -5
"..." Chaotic frowned sadly at Bowen's statue. As quick as lightning, he ran up to Bowen's bedroom, took the picture, and ran out of the mansion without a word. Igiaro decided to follow Dashe around until she decided to take the prototype. Ezo and Zado continued to follow the seemingly hypnotized cokebot army, which was getting closer and closer to the more populated part of the city. Tabor just continued to fight off nonstop the green robots that were in front of the ruins.
On the back of the photo, the names Bowen and Tamashi were written in black marker. Tamashi...it must have been the name of the girl in the photo. She looked like a quiet girl with one eye covered by her hair. Chaotic didn't know anyone like that, but since she looked quiet, he looked for places that might have fit that description-Gas station stores, empty meadows and forests around the city, the middle of a few lakes, the Misadventures of Tron Bonne area...but then he had a facepalm moment when he forgot to search the place that defined quiet-the library. At once he ran to the library with high hopes. He stood in front of the door and wondered what she would be like and why Bowen wanted him to take care of her so much. He walked inside the library, hoping to find whom he was looking for.
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Post by Kyle on May 31, 2012 19:26:39 GMT -5
"I'll be honest, Dashe. I wasn't expecting you to finish him off with a simple tap on the forehead, but I guess it's much cleaner than what I had in mind..." GreenPow said, releasing the now-petrified Bowen from his grip. "Melodramatic to the end, huh? It's like tragicomedy, but with much more emphasis on the comedy part."
He then turned towards the direction Chao ran off in. "I hope that guy is able find the girl he was talking about. I don't know what she was to Bowen, but the last thing we need is some vengeful chick coming after us." Afterwards, he turned back towards Dashe. "We've been picking up a lot of... interesting people along that way. Sure, they helped us against Bowen, but people tend to make temporary alliances in order to survive. I've got some degree of trust in you, Dashe, and since you've been around this place longer than I have, I'll ask you this. Can they be trusted?"
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Post by Dashe on May 31, 2012 21:47:37 GMT -5
"I'm sure he'd have rather had a proper bludgeon," Dashe replied flippantly, bludgeoning a 7-Uploid mid-conversation, "but the way he'd been acting I figured it'd be better to just not give him what he was hoping for. Errr...as for your question...I'm not sure." She shrugged. "Fatman and his entourage, Skye, Mikey, Anima, REI, and Charm, and Loken seem okay, if not somewhat rough around the edges. That new kid JenJenChan hasn't done anything, but her personality bugs me, the lizards are a pain in the ass, especially the dragon, and if Music hasn't lost the crush on me by now..." She trailed off, wondering if it were ethical to make a rule governing who people can get crushes on. Eh, probably not. "I thought Chaotic was alright but his reaction concerns me. If his loyalties have been with Bowen this whole time, this might not be over. There's a chance that girl, if she is related at all to Bowen, is probably just as messed up as he is...in any case, she's definitely not in the databases, and that is a problem."
She turned to the lawyer. "Oh, yeah! Annoying people. Right. Thank you for following those directions oh-so-precisely, Attorney of the Weird-Ass Lizard Brothers," Dashe sarcastically rolled her eyes. "But as long as you have that prototype, I suppose I could take it off your hands..."
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Post by Chaotic Chao on May 31, 2012 22:07:58 GMT -5
"Thank you, Miss...um...oh yeah, Dashe. Kind of. Not really. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my leave ASAP. You know. Before Tabor gets in any more trouble or before you have a temper tantrum and ban me and Ezo because you feel like it," Igiaro retorted. While walking away, he mumbled, "What a wonderful relief...I've just about had it with this insane place. I'd rather live in the middle of the desert with no food or water. The Sahara's got a better government than this place..." He then ran toward the entrance gate, and smiled widely once it was in sight.
The army of hypnotized cokebots stopped abruptly as if they were awaiting command from their war general. Zado and Ezo stopped in unison. "Well, they've stopped...I'm going to go see if I can warn someone about this army of soda-zombies," Zado said, while leaving Ezo. Ezo just sat in his mech, acting like he was bored when really, he was nervous. And his shaking proved it.
He followed the direction he saw Chaotic run from, for some reason, and ended up at a group of people, one of which was a purple chao like he was a red one. That is, before the purple chao walked away, grinning from ear to ear. He walked up to the group and shyly warned them, "You guys look like you've been fighting some green robots...well, over in the direction I came from, there's a group of cokebots marching like they're in an army...well, until they stopped, for some reason. I think they're being controlled by something or someone. Are you going to go check it out?" Zado put on a fake smile, like usual.
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Post by Bowen Aero on May 31, 2012 23:56:05 GMT -5
The Coke-Loids simply stood there, and after a minute of standby, shutdown almost simultaneously.
The library was very silent, as was the silver-haired scholar. To Tamashi, this place was a sanctuary filled with limitless knowledge. A place were intelligent people such as herself can learn more about this world. Oblivious to the outside world, she continued to read a book titled "GATTACA" in a corner. She looked up from the pages, and saw an unfamiliar man accompanied by bizzare creatures. Tamashi had many questions running through her mind, and thought that it was best to begin with a simple greeting.
"Hello."
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Post by Loken on Jun 1, 2012 2:15:31 GMT -5
Loken and Zero dashed to the RP Building and witnessed the overwhelming amount of 7-Up reploids surrounding it. Among the ocean of red and green robots Fatman in his mech was rending the malignant, mechanical malcontents in twain indiscriminately.
"Bass must be somewhere in that mess Jenny! What do we do?" said Loken trying not to panic.
"Breathe, first of all." Zero suggested. "You look tense. It's never a good idea to let the jitters get to you." He powered up his Z-sabre and fixed his pigtails. "Let's get some information from that guy in the mech...any clues would be a huge help."
Loken took new stern-voiced Jenny's advice and took a deep breath. This was his one shot to be the hero, he wasn't going to mess it up this time!
"Well we will have to fight our way over to Fatman!" Loken said as he raised his buster and charged it up. "Here we go!" He shouted as he fired his buster into the crowd, blowing himself back onto the ground, knocking his hat off.
"Ohh my back!" he whinced as he was laid out on the ground.
Zero raised an eyebrow. "Are you SURE you know how to use that thing?" He squeaked.
Loken sat up, coughed, and picked up his hat. "Nah...never shot it before. I guess I'll stick to little shots eh? What are you waiting for, get em'!"
He staggered to his feet and started shooting little blue pellets from his father buster, and they actually knocked a few of the reploids to ground. "Oh this ain't that bad! Don't worry Jenny I'll protect you! See if you can get Fatman's attention!
"P-protect me?!" Zero sputtered a bit. "Do you even know who I..." He stopped mid-sentence. Yes. Yes, Loken DID know who "she" was. "She" was supposed to be a normal anime fangirl named Jenny who happened to know enough about beam saber combat to break open a window, within reason. "I mean...why, you're such a bishonen, Loken! Arigatou! I'll try my best not to get in the way!"
Zero turned to where the Gustaff MK-II was standing around by the mansion entrance. "Yoo-hoo! Mr. Mecha pilot! Help!" He shouted in his girly fake voice.
Loken continued to fire little baby pellets into the crowd of robots occasionally taking down like 1/1500 of them. He was surprized that Jenny didn't jump into combat. If she were a sky pirate surely she would have been fighting them by now. "I guess that's one less thing to worry about" Loken muttered under his breath.
All of a sudden as Loken was monotonously blasting away into the crowd the 7-Uploids started to take interest in them. A group of them rushed towards him laughing, crying and screaming hysterically. The city was absolutely consumed by the noise of the over dramatic killers. Loken ran back to Jenny grabed her arm and tried to tug her to safety but due to her enormous weight he just threw himself on the ground.
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Post by Kyle on Jun 1, 2012 6:42:30 GMT -5
"Well, it's always good to know where a person's loyalty lies, y'know? Tch," GreenPow replied, kicking a barely functioning 7-Uploid in the head. "Wait... You said that she's not in the databases? Does that mean you're unable to track her?" he hung his head in shame. "And we're just after sending a possible Bowen-sympathizer to find her?! That won't end well. We better go after them!"
He then ran off towards the mansion's front door; firing upon any 7-Uploids that got in his way.
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Post by Dashe on Jun 1, 2012 7:17:56 GMT -5
"She is most definitely not in the databases," Dashe confirmed, darting after him and running a quick search on members with silver hair in between bludgeoning the roaming 7-Uploids. She figured it would be a minority. "But Chaotic is in the databases. We just need to catch up to him. If he got to her first, we bring them both in for questioning. If he hasn't, we bring him in for questioning and find out whose side he's on, anyway."
Dashe skidded to a stop for a second. Loken and JenJenChan were a few yards from the edge of the mansion, surrounded by 7-Uploids, and she still needed someone to take care of that lab. "Those guys are here too?" She wondered to herself. "So what if they're not combat-savvy? We -do- need someone to either seal off or destroy that lab before someone ELSE gets the dumb idea to use it. Once I'm done using this thing to track Chaotic I'm totally sending them a PM."
"Looks like he's in the library," Dashe remarked. "We haven't got any time to lose, let's move!"
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Post by Music_Swashbuckler on Jun 1, 2012 11:30:22 GMT -5
Deep within the mines, Music had his own share of trouble of 7-Uploids. He still had the leader of these robots to contend with. Technically, if he had taken the opportunity at ending this thing's life early the CokeBot corruption would of have been completely avoided. If he wanted to count the events leading up to the mess that was this battle royal taking place onto he surely could of blamed himself but he didn't. What was done was done and he wasn't the type of person to linger on and mope about the mistakes he made. But this train of thought was neither here nor there, he had a fight to win.
Music rushed forward letting out a loud battle cry and crashed beam blades with his opponent. The quick swipe of his weapon was easily avoided and countered by bring down the lance with such force that after missing him, had crashed into the ground and broken the tiles of the floor. Music took this opportunity to step onto of the lance, and kick back his opponent causing him to lose grip of his weapon. Without hesitation, he leapt forward and delivered a quick swift kick to it's head trying to force it to stumble over. With a loud clang and it's head only being pushed back a bit, he saw this attack as useless. He landed on the ground and quickly ran his weapon through the torso of his opponent, having more of an effect than his physical kicks. The 7-Uploid had spilled some of his soda blood onto the floor, but this didn't guarantee his victory. He realized he would have a longer reach with his enemy's own weapon than his lightsaber. He ran back and picked up the beam lance and swung it around before pointing it at his adversary to ready his next attack.
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