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Post by aguy on Jul 13, 2011 22:47:19 GMT -5
Link To OOC Thread.--------Notes: Note1: ALL STORY/RULS/PLANNING/OOC is to be found inside the above mentioned thread. Minor OOC in this thread is allowed to clarify things, but only if absolutely needed. (ie: when you'll next post, as seeable below) Note2: Start your character off as you please, but follow the OOC thread's start-off-location list.(For example: I am begining Trigger atop the Flutter and rounding him out en route to Roll.) Note3: I will In-post call Megaman by the name "Trigger". You may refer to him as you wish. RP BEGIN: Trigger let a sigh as his hair blew in the wind. He was remembering all those on Kattleox as he stood atop the docked Flutter. He, Roll and Barrel had landed in effort to obtain supplies. He looked at his left hand with a wonder as to what his last encounter meant. He forced a smile and said aloud, "Well, another adventure down..." He returned to his room and laid down. Fifteen minutes later he woke from the light Five-minute nap he drifted into. He looked at the clock on the wall and thought, "Shouldn't Roll be done yet? We couldn't have used that many supplies on Kattleox...maybe I should check on her." He got up and walked into the Flutter's main hallway... ((OOC: Remember I won't be able to continue until tomorrow, in which I'll edit-out this OOC.))
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Post by Mikéy on Jul 14, 2011 13:12:02 GMT -5
One, two, three... Roll counted in her head. As she counted, she made a few notes and checkmarks on the clipboard she was holding. Three containers of Sulfuric Acid, four containers of Liquid Hydrogen, a crate or two of Nitroglycerin... She would need a fortune to keep upgrading Megaman's weapons.
She began wondering whether the price for such improvements is really worth it to him; she never really questioned the weapons that he decided to upgrade or use, she would always instead pitch out an accurate price of the cost of materials she would need to upgrade, then go to work. As of right now, she was behind keeping up with demand...
Hmm... Maybe if I sold his weapons without him knowing... Roll thought. Some may consider this a laughing matter, but that wasn't the case at all. Megaman may not have known it, but making incredible weapons out of pure junk found in the ruins was the easy part. The hard part was always upgrading.
Roll let out a sigh. Eventually, she would have to do it. Maybe not while they're on Scaffold island, but eventually. Roll had finished tallying up the supplies in the storage room, and already had most of the other essentials accounted for: food, cleaning, and fuel. fuel...
Aw, darnit! thought Roll, facepalming. She completely forgot that the engine of the Flutter needed to be upgraded. She never wanted to have to risk the safety of Gramps and Megaman like what happened on their forced route to Kattelox Island. There were so many improvements she could give it: speed, fuel efficiency, and durability!
Roll then smiled to herself. She knew exactly how she would work this out.
I'll just sell his weapons whenever I can to upgrade the engine, and charge more for future weapon upgrades so that I don't run behind in development supplies! she thought. Deep down, she knew this was unfair to the unsuspecting Megaman, but Roll certainly wasn't about to end up in the hole.
She could hear the usual footsteps of Megaman approaching, so she pretended to skim through the clipboard with her back turned to the doorway before he could see her, the smile on her face fading ever so slightly.
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 14, 2011 21:33:22 GMT -5
((The weird thing is that I seemed to get my writers block again. Then, I started listening to Roll's MVC theme and wrote like I was playing an addicting puzzle game. ))"I wonder...I where to next?" Ezo thought to himself. Ezo wanted to do something interesting and, frankly, the last 3 islands he had just visited were either boring or non acceptant of his presence. Ezo checked his map expectantly. The only thing nearby was a desert island and nothing else but ocean. Ezo let out a heavy sigh. "Well, if it's the only thing nearby..." Ezo took out his GPS and checked the information about the island and at the same time wondered why he didn't just use the GPS instead of the map. The island's name was Scaffold, a desert island littered with shops amongst other small things. "I suppose I could use a few new parts for my mech...and some fuel," Ezo said out loud. Ezo glanced at the GPS again. Nothing else. He let out another sigh and disagreeably turned his mech towards the island. "Something big better happen. Something interesting..." Ezo said expectantly, yet with doubt.
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Post by Dashe on Jul 14, 2011 22:00:58 GMT -5
Teisel Bonne stepped out onto the docks of Scaffold Island. "Ahh, there's nothing like a nice sea breeze to get the spirits up, eh, Bon?" He glanced back at the scrap boat. "Oh, right. Better get you unhitched before that innertube springs a leak." He walked back along the dock to where Bon was complacently bobbing up and down in his tube.
"Babuuu..." Bon wistfully muttered as Teisel unfastened the tube.
"Come on, now, Bon," the older Bonne brother urged. "Time to get up and check out the town. Knowing Tron, she's probably already looking for engine parts to make this hunk of junk go a little faster." He cast a furtive glance at the empty refractor holster on the back of the boat, cringing a bit. "If she hasn't, then I'd hate to think who does have that refractor."
Bon grabbed onto the edge of the dock and hoisted himself up. His footsteps rattled the boards, and a few fishermen who'd anchored their boats nearby gave him dirty looks.
"You know what, let's get out of here," Teisel told his brother. "I have a sinking suspicion that we ought to get on some more stable ground as soon as possible."
"Baaaaabuuu!" Bon replied as the two of them scrambled off the docks and into town before they broke anything, leaving their scrap boat securely locked and anchored.
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 15, 2011 16:52:58 GMT -5
Tron looked around frantically. "Where is that stupid refractor!?" Tron wondered. Teisel would definitely not be happy if he found out that she dropped the refractor. "I knew I shouldn't have brought the backpack with the the small holes..." Tron thought while looking at her backpack, which had a huge hole at the bottom now. It could've been anywhere on the island by now, and the worst possible thing that could happen was somebody else finding it. Tron then noticed that number 32 was running towards her, very upset it seemed. Being the short-tempered servbot, it was hard for Tron to remember a time when he didn't look upset for no actual reason.
"So, any luck?" Tron asked while smiling doubtfully. "No, Miss Tron. Why can't I find it!? Ugh, I can't take this anymore!" 32 yelled. "OK, OK, calm down! I'm sure we'll find it eventually..." Tron half-lied. "Just start looking again, and be sure NOT to tell Teisel!" "Yes, Miss Tron..." 32 sighed while grudgingly walking away. "This is hopeless. I just hope that if someone else finds it, they'll give it back..." Tron thought. She then looked at the Flutter parked in the distance from the large hill she was on. Tron sighed. "Refractor first, Megaman later..." she muttered.
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Post by aguy on Jul 15, 2011 20:59:28 GMT -5
((This is a post to advance the thread somewhat))
Trigger almost had his hand on the door to the supply room when a thought hit him "Maybe I'd be distracting her..." He thought about if he may be any help at all and decided against going in. Instead he barely cracked the door to peek in and saw Roll was fidling with her inventory papers.
He backed away silently and slowly. As he turned he muttered under his breath, "I'll just let her be. We can head out whenever. I wonder what this Island's TV shows are like."
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Post by Loken on Jul 16, 2011 12:36:16 GMT -5
Barrel scratched his head and sighed, "What could it be?" he asked, pondering about the mysterious black cylinder that appeared over Kattelox. "I've never seen anything like it in all my years of digging. I just wish that boy would tell me what he saw!" There were only three ruins that Barrel had ever seen that had so perplexed him: The Main Gate, The Nino Island ruins, and Forbidden Island. The latter was a painful subject for Barrel, what he saw there was amazing and he still couldn't understand what happened, how they got to Yosyonke. It was the pinnicle of his career, but it was also his greatest torment. Besides the mysteries that still surrounded the island, it was also the place that took his daughter and her husband. They were the only thing on his mind when he thought about that island.
*Shhhh* *Shhhh* "Barrel, do you read me? Hello? Barrel pick up this is urgent!" the voice from Barrels radio exclaimed. "Hello, This is professor Barrel, who is this?" Barrel replyed. "It's Werner Von Bluecher, what is your location?" "Oh, Bluecher it's good to hear from you, I was just thinking about you." "That's nice Barrel, but where are you!" "We've docked at Scaffold Island, what is it Bluecher?" "Oh thank goodness you are near by, listen Barrel, the Island of Orana is under attack from hordes of reaverbots, they are pouring out of the ruins, my men and I are coming to assist the islands defences, but we arn't even half way there yet. Barrel, please help defend Orana, there are lives at stake. I know your boy is strong enough to help, you just need to hold out until we arrive." Barrel thought about it for a moment, he didn't want to put Megaman and Roll in danger, but the people of that island needed help and Megaman more than proved his abilties on Kattelox Island. "Alright, Werner, you old coot. We'll be there." "Thank you Barrel, there is more at stake here than you know! I'll tell the island gaurds you are coming!"
"Right" Barrel thought, " 'more at stake than I know' the only reason he is going to defend that island is that he owns the equipment factories there". But still, there were innocent people there, they had to help.
Barrel open the door and stepped into the hall. "Roll!, Megaman!"
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 16, 2011 16:19:00 GMT -5
Ezo silently landed his mech behind some hills on the island. He then opened the hatch and stepped out. "Wow, it's like a microwave out here..." he thought. After taking a few steps, Ezo stepped on something sharp and jumped in retaliation. "Ouch! What was-" Ezo was cut off by the sight of what he had found. It was a huge refractor, reflecting a glorious amount of light from the hot sun. Ezo picked it up slowly. "Now, what's this beauty? Hmm..." Ezo murmured. He wiped of the dust with his right hand and found some writing on the refractor. "Property of the Bonnes. Give back if found or else!" was written in small letters with a pencil it seemed. "Who would write anything on a refractor shard...?" Ezo wondered. To him, it was like finding a lost wallet; he had to return it and hope the owners didn't think he stole it. "Wait a second...the Bonnes...the... pirates!?" Ezo exclaimed. Could it have been the same Bonnes found all over the news? The same Bonnes who ransack towns for money? Now that he had found their refractor, it wasn't going to be easy to decide whether to keep it or to return it... Tron trudged onward, wondering if she'd ever see that same refractor ever again in her life. Tron dragged her feet as she went, half because she was tired, half because she thought that maybe she could use her trail to find her way back to town if she got lost. Not that it would work. Tron doubtfully looked around for signs of the refractor as she walked. Then all of a sudden, Tron spotted Number 32 running at her, faster then her servbots usually run. Often, that meant either good or bad news, and at that moment she could've really used the former. "Please tell me you're here because you found the refractor and you have it with you right now..." Tron mumbled. "...Sort of, Miss Tron. Follow me!" Number 32 dashed away from her, and Tron used some of the remains of her strength to do so in the same direction. Eventually, she found herself hiding behind a hill with Number 32. "Miss Tron, that sky blue guy has it!" Tron nearly couldn't believe her eyes as she found herself spying on a very tall, sky bluish dinosaur-human person holding her refractor. How the heck was she going to get the refractor back from that!? "Megaman could be leaving any minute...I guess I've gotta just go ask for it back. Who knows, maybe he's...friendly?" Tron whispered to herself, forgetting completely about Number 32. "Do I have to go too?" asked 32. "What you should do is find Teisel and Bon and tell them who has the refractor. I still have to go find engine parts for the boat after this, and all before Megaman leaves..." Tron said, saying the second sentence quietly to herself. "Yes, Miss Tron! ...Not the best day to forget your communicator, huh?" 32 politely asked as he walked away. Tron pretended not to hear that question as she slowly climbed over the hill into plain sight of the monster. She took slow, deep breaths and tried to put on her best fake smile she could. "H-Hey...th-that's mine!" Tron yelled, still smiling. Ezo flashed a menacing smile, causing Tron to sweat more than she already was due to the heat. "Please be an intelligent life form, please be an intelligent life form..." thought Tron, over and over again. "You've got to promise me you didn't steal this from someone else, Miss Tron," Ezo affirmed. Tron's fake smile vanished immediately. "Wha-!? How did you know my...!" Tron drawled. "Don't you know that most animals hear better than humans?" Ezo cackled. Tron growled under her breath. "L-listen! I don't care what you are or who you are as long as you understand that you have MY refractor! Give it back!" Tron barked, sweating even more. "You look like you could use a ride in my mech. Fly to town with me?" Ezo suggested. Tron felt that if she had to walk anymore, her shoes would melt. But it didn't seem like a good idea to ride in a lizardman's mech with him. "...Fine. But only fly me to town, you got that!? Give me the refractor at the end of the ride, and don't even think that this is a date!" Tron proposed loudly. Ezo got in the driver's seat of his large mech, and Tron swiftly yet hesitantly climbed in and got in the passanger's seat. "So," Ezo started, while starting up the mech. "tell me more about this Megaman guy. Who is he, exactly?" Ezo asked. "That's none of your..." Tron stopped. Maybe if she could befriend this dino, she could use him to stop Megaman from stopping the Bonne's plans. Tron glanced at the mech's buttons. Lots of weapons. Perfect. She may just have found the Bonne's new secret weapon, and it wasn't just the mech. "Oh, Megaman? He's bad to the bone, that's for sure. He's always attacking our machines. We've made some cool machines, too, but Megaman always tries to stop-erm, ruin all of our machines. We've had Draches, the Gesellschaft, the Feldynaught, the Balcon Gelege...all destroyed by Megaman. Maybe next time Megaman tries to ruin our machines, maybe you could help defend?" Tron begged. That wouldn't exactly have been the best time to tell her that he knew that she was an air pirate, but if he declined, he knew she'd just insist, and keep doing so until she resorts to who-knows-what. Besides, he wanted to do something fun, and this was a good opportunity. "Well, I don't see why not," Ezo agreed. Tron smirked devilishly. "That's great! Just great! You must be excited too, since your tail is wagging a lot!" Tron said, trying to sound like one of those dumb, naive girls she saw on TV all the time. Ezo grinned sheepishly in response to the remark about his tail. Just what had he gotten himself into, working for pirates? Eventually the twosome reached the town's edge and disembarked the mech. The two walked into town, both ignoring the murmuring and double-takes toward Ezo. Eventually they reached the other Bonnes and number 32. "My family's right over there! Come on, you should meet them," Tron said while walking over to them. Just then, Tron remembered one thing the dino said to her. It was, "You've got to promise me you didn't steal this from someone else, Miss Tron." If that dino knew the Bonnes were pirates, Tron's plan would ultimately fail... ((This has got to be the single longest post I've ever made in a forum alone. ))
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Post by Dashe on Jul 16, 2011 16:30:27 GMT -5
The Scaffold Island Central Bazaar was a massive hodgepodge of shops and outlets lining the town square. Vendors shouted over each other to grab the attention of the customers scurrying to and fro. "Try to look casual," Teisel whispered to his younger brother. "Tron's the one with the money...I can't afford to buy much more than a soft drink."
He looked over his shoulder when Bon didn't reply, only to find that the toddler had disappeared. "Oh, this is wonderful," Teisel sarcastically remarked to himself, wondering how he could manage to lose Bon, of all people. "BON?" He shouted at the top of his lungs. "BOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!"
Bon ignored him. His attention was fixed on a music box at a nearby tent full of breakables. The vendor, blissfully unaware that he was talking to a baby with no purchasing power whatseover, was delivering an expert sales pitch that was going entirely unheard. "That music box is a one of a kind work of art, crafted by a blind woman from the outskirts of Kimotoma City on Saul Kada..." he recited as Bon picked up the box and flung it around by its lid, giggling and gurgling in a manner fit for a child of his age.
"W-what are you doing!? You have to pay for that!" The man stammered as he flung it into the wall of one of the more permanent shops, smashing it to bits. "That's a 5000-zenny music box!"
"Babuuu!" Bon cheerful exclaimed, picking up another valuable work of art on display.
"Oh no, not the lamp..."
Teisel shoved his way through the crowd like a linebacker looking for Bon, without even noticing Tron or the giant lizard standing next to her. He had more important things on his mind. Like keeping their brother out of trouble.
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 16, 2011 16:45:30 GMT -5
"Um, Teisel?" Tron asked. Teisel completely ignored her and tended to Bon. "Well, he'll only listen to me if I help him, I guess..." before Tron could go help, she had a quick question for her lizard friend. "Um, what's your name...?" Tron asked. Ezo rolled his eyes. He would forget to tell her his name. "It's Ezo," he quickly replied. Before he knew it, Tron was over at Teisel's side trying to stop Bon from destroying everything.
"Teisel, listen. That lizard guy over there has the refractor shard that I...dropped when I was lost on the way here. I convinced him into thinking that the blue boy is bad. With him on our side, I bet we could beat him for sure! So, what do you think? Good idea?" Tron asked. She expected a late response because of Bon.
"Oh yeah. Forgot to say, we should probably hurry and get ready before the blue boy leaves the island," Tron casually said, saying "blue boy" just for Teisel.
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Post by Mikéy on Jul 16, 2011 22:33:21 GMT -5
Roll was beginning to feel a little guilty when Megaman didn’t come into the supply room, but all of her plans and schemes were quickly pushed out of her head when Gramps had called from the floor above. She could sense the urgency in her grandfather’s voice, so she began to rush a little, not giving the chemical shelves a second glance. Roll opened the door to the supply closet, stepped into the hall, and slammed it shut behind her. In response, there was a bit of an explosion from the other side of the door, making Roll wince a little. She slowly turned her head towards the door, then quickly turned to the clipboard still in her hand, and scribbled a note down.
“Better make that three crates of Nitroglycerin…” she muttered out loud. She then glanced over at a somewhat stunned Megaman in the hallway, and flashed him a nervous smile.
“Better hurry! Gramps wants us!” she said, hurrying towards the ladder to the first floor of the Flutter, not waiting for a response.
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Post by Dashe on Jul 16, 2011 23:24:16 GMT -5
"Tron, we can't leave this island until I find Bon! I don't know HOW he got lost in this crowd, but one minute he was right there behind me and the next he was gone!" He indignantly huffed as, contrary to his argument, he stopped and did an about-face. "Pleasure to meet you, Eggo, but right now I've got a large, yellow robotic baby to look for. Now if you'll excuse me..."
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 16, 2011 23:55:25 GMT -5
"Teisel, how exactly do you lose a large, yellow, robotic baby...?" Tron asked, trying to conceal her giggles. Ezo's eye's widened. "Oh, that thing? I saw it while we were flying above the city. I didn't say anything because I didn't think you knew what was going on..." Ezo said. "What!? Where did you see him? What did it look like? What was he doing? Tell us! Who knows how much time we have!?" Tron bellowed. "OK, calm down! From where we landed..." Ezo took out a small sketch pad, and a pair of strange reading glasses-that looked like goggles-from a backpack Tron didn't even notice Ezo was wearing. "...he should be about 328 meters east. Around 100 feet..." Ezo trailed off when he saw Tron giving a confused look. "...Yes?" Ezo asked. "Umm, nothing Eggo. Um, er, Ezo. Just lead us to Bon, please?" Tron said innocently. Ezo shrugged and put his things back in his backpack. "Teisel, Ezo knows where Bon is. We should follow him," Tron remarked.
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Post by Dashe on Jul 17, 2011 0:13:04 GMT -5
Teisel indignantly scoffed at Ezo. "I've got this situation under control, Exo. Leave the finding to me, Bonne Family strategist extraordinaire!" He flashed a confident grin. "I know my brother better than you do, if anything," he added in a slightly lower tone.
But before any of them could do anything, a loud siren cut through the air like a cleaver through a slab of ribs. "That must be him!" Teisel shouted at the top of his lungs, darting through the crowds in the direction of the sound.
By the time Teisel reached the tent, the shopkeeper who'd tried to pawn the music box off to Bon was being led away in cuffs. "This your robot?" One of the police asked Teisel, gesturing to Bon.
"Robot? Uh...well...he's mine, to say the least..." Teisel faltered. "He didn't do anything stupid, did he?"
"Stupid? This shopkeeper was running a tent without a permit! None of his wares were worth even a tenth of what he was trying to get for them. You guys deserve a reward for this!"
Teisel perked up at the sound of the word 'reward.' He turned back toward Tron. "I think I might stick around on this island a little longer than expected. You and Endo go ahead and do...whatever that thing you were planning to do was. I'll stick with Bon for now and catch up with you two later. We'll, uh, cover more ground that way."
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Post by Chaotic Chao on Jul 17, 2011 0:44:41 GMT -5
Tron sighed. If Teisel's mind was made up, his mind was made up, and that was for sure. "Ok, fine. Um...make sure you get a good reward!" Tron said. She quickly walked over to Ezo. OK, what I think we should do is follow Megaman's ship when he leaves the island. He could be going somewhere important, like his...secret base," said Tron. "Yeah, secret base. Uh-huh," Ezo yawned, only half listening. "We should probably get your mech and hide nearby his ship until he leaves. But first, let's find a food vendor. I haven't eaten in hours and instead I spent those hours looking for the refractor you have," Tron said. She didn't want to bother Teisel anymore, so she decided to just keep it until she came back. "Well, what are we standing around for? Let's find a food vendor and get out of here!" Tron exclaimed.
After grabbing a bite to eat, the twosome boarded Ezo's mech and headed straight for the Flutter. "Ok, land behind that rock," Tron suggested. Ezo landed his mech behind a large rock near the Flutter, just out of the passenger's sight. "OK, so I guess we just wait here until they leave," Tron declared.
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