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Post by WhiteWindow on Feb 14, 2011 21:48:14 GMT -5
Tron laughed and spoke over the loud speaker, "Are you done little boy? I think you should head on out and let us run your little station." Several Draches fly by, "I wonder how much loot we've taken, probably half your stuff by now. Plenty of Zenny, it's all thanks to Servbot 47, I'll have to be sure to give him a big promotion when we finish this mission."
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Post by Dashe on Feb 14, 2011 21:56:55 GMT -5
"I am not a boy!" Dashe shouted in a voice that sounded eerily like Corey Sevier's. "What you've been doing is in direct violation of Major Infractions #2, 4, and 8! Your insubordination is grounds for a permanent IP ban!"
Permanent IP ban...?
That was when Dashe remembered she still had one weapon left. Throughout the scuffle, her banhammer had never been unhitched from her belt. She dashed up one of the Seeteufel's larger legs, whipping the baton out of its sheath and pressing a red button on the handle. A giant hammer emblazoned with the WHEEBAN logo popped cartoonishly out of the other end of the baton, and she whacked the Seeteufel with everything that surprisingly dense Wheeban Banhammer had.
The mech froze dead in its tracks as it turned to stone from the effects of the Banhammer. The Seeteufel had just been permanently IP banned from the Mega Man Legends Station.
"I'm going to be in so much trouble when the regs get back..." Dashe muttered to herself, shaking her head in a mixture of exhaustion and mild disbelief that the robot could even be banned in the first place.
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Post by WhiteWindow on Feb 17, 2011 1:24:47 GMT -5
"Wh...what?" She looked around, The robot had stopped responding, "THAT, WHAT!? HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK!?" Tron tossed 616 at the stone hatch and busted it open, she sighed... She wasn't very thrilled, it was one thing to get beaten by Mega Man, but by some twerp? Why?
616 climbed out of the now banned Seeteufel and fell down to the ground, "Ahhh!" He yelled before a thud, he walked around dazed before falling down again. Tron peeked her head out of the robot, "What did you do!" She yelled out before climbing and then jumping down from the stationary mecha.
She walked over to Dashe, "Alright alright!" She yelled out before pulling out a radio, "All forces withdraw, bring a Drache with a cable to where Seeteufel is." She smirked, "You'd make a decent pirate, you remind me of one of my kids." She laughed.
Hoping Dashe wasn't still too mad about those boy comments, "Hey, We are both reasonable and lovely ladies, so Well, How about you put away that scary hammer of stone and doom and we negotiate?"
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Post by Dashe on Feb 17, 2011 1:30:53 GMT -5
"Negotiate?" Dashe raised an eyebrow and took a moment to fix her hair, not taking a finger off her Banhammer. "How do I know you won't wait until the moment I disengage this bad boy and then pull a gun on me and force me to take you to where we keep all the money?"
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Post by WhiteWindow on Feb 17, 2011 1:45:46 GMT -5
Tron laughed nervously, "What!? What do you take me for? A common thug?" She said before quickly tossing her gun to the side while Dashe wasn't looking. "Anyway, If you aren't sure, I could always let you strip search me." She grinned and leaned close, hoping to take her off guard with such a out there statement and maybe allow her to steal the hammer.
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Post by Dashe on Feb 17, 2011 2:40:24 GMT -5
"I'll pass. There's more fanservice of you than I will ever need or want on the Internet, if I really wanted to see you undress." Dashe flatly stated, the clatter of the concealed weapon not entirely lost on her.
"Anyway," she continued, knowing full well that the Banhammer could only be wielded by someone with an administrator's ID card, "Since this mech is no longer permitted to be on Legends Station grounds, would you be willing to accept it as a peace offering? Once you get outside the Station's outer limits, it should revert to normal. You just can't bring it back here or it'll turn to stone again. Have we got a deal?"
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Post by WhiteWindow on Feb 21, 2011 18:23:43 GMT -5
She sighed, "That sounds so boring, but alright." A drache came by and Tron hooked the Seeteufel to some ropes, she climbed onto it and waved towards Dashe, "Get in my way again and you'll be sorry!" She stuck out her tongue tauntingly.
"Oh speaking of, If you see a Servbot running around with hair kind of like yours, tell him he better report back as soon as possible!" She said as the Seeteufel was pulled into the air.
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Post by Dashe on Feb 21, 2011 18:44:51 GMT -5
"Riiiiight..." Dashe muttered under her breath. She knew that Specific boy was probably back in the Residential District arming himself with Master-only-knows-what. She radioed a half dozen Cokebots to go clean up the weapons Data left in his apartment before he got any ideas and tried to incite a hostile takeover. With the crisis soundly averted, she hurried off to the Administration building before any of the regulars could come back and bombard her with silly requests or idle chitchat. Checking to make sure none of the other mods were around, she hurried to the Zenny Vault, opened it up, and grabbed 300,000 Zenny--a small fraction of what the place had been accumulating since 2003, but Tron didn't need to know that. Once Dashe had the vault securely locked, she ran back down the fire escape to the control room on the perimeter of the complex, changed into her Servbot disguise, and ran all the way back to rejoin Tron, #616, and the others. If finding 300,000 Zenny while Tron got her butt handed to her didn't impress Teisel, Dashe didn't know what would.
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