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| HellAvatar | Jan 24 2008, 10:19 PM Post #136 |
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Mad Scientist / Head of Intel Division
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GASP Research Facility The Big O actually moved, and moved faster than the Andromeda supposed it would. That was a rather large surprise to the pilot, and he had to quickly consider his options. Going to either side of the mech would be foolish at this time, since there were more defenses along the sides and the Big O itself served as a defensive structure. If the Andromeda tried to shoot in between the legs of the large mech at higher speeds, it was just risking getting hit in the face without the ability to dodge. Only way? Up. And up the Andromeda went, almost skimming the Big O's body, coming WAY too close for comfort and going incredibly fast straight up. At the same moment, both its hands went to its sides, drawing the two blades that it cut a hole in the storage facility with. He was not aiming to destroy... However, if something attempted to shoot and/or grab him, he would reply. The two pods on his back suddenly lifted off the back ever so slightly, revealing small slots. In seconds, it passed the Big O's knees... Another second to get to its waist... |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| GoldenSama | Jan 25 2008, 05:51 PM Post #137 |
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GASP Research Facility Roger watched as his foe flew straight up, avoiding contact by seconds. He could not just blindly grab at him or he'd risk the O's safety. However, there was something he could do. He pulled a lever and the Big O's arm pistons fired; causing a massive burst of pressure to expel from both of the O's arms. Had they been pressed against the Andromeda it would have meant major damage, but they weren't even aimed at the other Mech. No, but Roger wasn't willing to risk such close combat when his enemy was so much faster than he was. However, the pressure's release so close to his enemy was bound to affect his flight. It changed the flow of the air around them and sent a massive wave of pressure all around the Big O. |
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| HellAvatar | Jan 25 2008, 06:15 PM Post #138 |
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GASP Research Facility The pressure wave was a complete and total surprise. The Andromeda's pilot has not been aware that the Big O had pressure-powered weaponry, and had to suddenly compensate for it. The Andromeda was pushed away from the Big O, but since all of its 24 thrusters were aimed downwards, it was shot upwards and outwards... High over the center of the base... A very welcome target for any and all weapons in the entire base, which locked on quite efficiently and fired. The Andromeda was barely able to dodge the incoming rounds as all of the base's remaining weapons systems fired simultaneously at it. However, even a mech that fast could not escape all of th bullets fired at it. Several bounced off some sort of personal shield before it went down, a rather weak shield by modern standards, and the rest of the bullets began to impact on the armor. Of course, the armor had little to fear from the normal arrays, since 30-mm bullets barely did anything to its armor shell. Even the laser cannons situated around the base were mostly deflected by the armor. But it was the high-speed, high-caliber magnetically-propelled rounds that began to make heavy impacts on its armor shell, making dents and cracks. It was NOT in a good position. But slowly and surely, it was getting farther and farther away, less and less hits scoring on the Andromeda's armor as it flew higher and higher up. Soon, it would be out of range... |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 25 2008, 06:36 PM Post #139 |
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Gasp orbit As the Andromeda streaked away from the research station, the corporate fleet overhead positioned itself to intercept it, launching its fighters, warming up its tractor beams and grav well generators, and getting into a formation designed to lure the Andromeda into zones of deadly crossfire. Frankly, they didn't intend to let it escape. |
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| HellAvatar | Jan 25 2008, 07:14 PM Post #140 |
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GASP Research Facility The Andromeda was in a tight jam now. From below, it was being fired at. From above, it had an incoming fleet. One mech against an entire fleet? NO chance. The Andromeda simply had to get away, and the fact that its sensors were already picking up fighters that were peeling away from the main fleet, ready to attack, circling... Oh, this was NOT good. It was going too fast to deploy any type of shielding system. However, it wasn't going fast enough to dodge everything that was being shot at it. And Hyperspace was out of reach, since it needed valuable time of remaining stationary. It had very little chances left... Or did it? Its minigun suddenly gained a blue outline, detaching from its locked housing on the Andromeda's right arm and disappearing. This gave the Andromeda access to full maneuverability, and its lines flashed red as it entered full combat mode, its signature losing all stealth. And it went even faster, dodging, weaving, spiraling... Dancing. It was like a deadly dance in mid-air as lasers came in from above and bullets from below. Finally, it came out of range of the bullets coming from the Research Facility... But now, it was stuck between laser batteries on the battleships, the most dangerous thing the Andromeda could face against (supposedly), and smaller lasers from below. And the fact that these things traveled REALLY, REALLY fast through the air, the Andromeda's dodging was unbvelievable as it avoided all of the more dangerous shots and most of the minor ones. However, a blue outline appeared around its right arm as it continued to dodge. The outline slowly came to life, and as the seconds progressed, it took the shape of a large weapon of some kind, long and pointed. As it continued to dodge around, caught in a crossfire and as the fighters got closer and closer, the blue outline continued to solidify... |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 26 2008, 07:31 PM Post #141 |
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Gasp orbit (I don't know if we're going to have an RP session tonight, but in order to try to bring it about..) The fighters, obviously, were not going to ram the Andromeda, but continued to line it up in their sights as it danced and weaved in between their formations. Meanwhile, the bigger ships were attempting to hit it with their tractor beams, and one of the battleships was about to activate its gravity well generator... |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 26 2008, 08:49 PM Post #142 |
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-New Gettysburg- As Ray and Megas appeared out of warp in the safe zone of the Loyalist Space, a giant red robot floated there to greet them. They had taken one that was around Avalon, to help move the plot along… “Greetings. This is Tony Stark, also known as Iron Man,” the pilot of the mech said. “Welcome to the front lines…” “Hey,” Coop said, waving, “I’m ready to beat some heads! Rebel Lines Another warp, and The Righteous Indignation appeared, a fully prepared warship brimming with weapons and mechs, it made it’s way to the front lines, one mercenary pilot sitting in his mech, wondering just what would happen… |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 26 2008, 09:14 PM Post #143 |
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New Gettysburg Aboard a rebel battleship, an officer was sitting at his command console, but his look was extremely worried. Explosions rocked his ship, and damage reports were coming in from all over it. "Shields down...starboard weapons offline...engines failing...captain's been knocked out...blasted Earthies..." he muttered. Suddenly, he was notified of a new arrival...hailing that new arrival, the officer spoke up with urgency, but his relief was clear in his voice: "Commander Peterson! You're here! Not a moment too late! We need...did you bring your fleet? As you can probably see, sir, we...we need help!" With that, the transmission he was sending was cut as loyalist fire knocked out his ships comm equipment. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 26 2008, 09:25 PM Post #144 |
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-New Gettysburg- From The Righteous Indignation, ships began to pour out, forming into two groups, one going downwards and then arcing back up, the other taking the Loyalist forces by surprise and charging straight forward to keep them disoriented. “Commander Peterson, launching!” Peterson grinned, flipping a button on his mech, as it was sent outwards into space, his custom Geloog bringing it’s gun around to bear, then activating his boosters. “Maria Ingleson, launching,” the blonde assistant smirked, then too was launched outwards in her custom Gyan mobile suit. The Spork grinned, his suit merely flying outwards with other mechs, they too splitting into two groups, one going upwards and down in an arc for a pincer movement, the other half going straight ahead. AGoI shot upwards with the first half… |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 26 2008, 09:34 PM Post #145 |
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New Gettysburg Communications were going back and forth in the loyalist fleet. "Rebel reinforcements! Redirect fire to incoming cruisers!" "That mech...isn't that-!" "It seems so, lieutenant. Peterson. Now keep your cool and stay focused!" "YEEHAH! COME AND GET SOME NICE, HOT PLASMA, REBS! THERE'S PLENTY FOR ALL OF YA!" Despite the claims of such gung-ho soldiers as that fourth one, the tide of battle over New Gettysburg, with Peterson's arrival, did look as though it was beginning to turn... |
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| HellAvatar | Jan 27 2008, 12:30 AM Post #146 |
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Gasp Orbit The Andromeda finally broke away from the ground attacks, the Research Facility's weapons no longer in reach and no longer able to aim correctly. However, the Andromeda seemed to be in even greater danger than before. It was DEFINITELY in a tight spot, what with a battleship staring down at it and a fleet, however small, surrounding it and firing upon it. They weren't going to let it get away... The pilot had other plans. Finally, after a loop and ninety-forty-five turn that would be next to impossible to perform with a robot or AI for a pilot, the weapon finally lost its blue glow, fixated on his arm and ready to be used. For whoever was watching the process closely enough, they would have noticed that the weapon seemed to come out of highly-compressed storage, uncompressing during a period of around three minutes, while the compression process to put it back in took only up to ten seconds. Now, in the Andromeda's arms, was a rather elongated cannon. At the base, it looked more like a minigun hold, with one of the Andromeda's arms used to support this weapon from the top while the other was locked in the trigger housing. However, the barrel extended a good 1 and a half meters (if not slightly longer) away from the housing, a large coil winding all around the barrel, while the very tip was much, much smaller and pointed. And the mech flipped downwards, towards the planet yet again, leaving all the fighters behind as it plummeted back towards the base. However, right as it came within the outer range of the base's most range-oriented weapons, it flipped upside-down and pressed the trigger. Instantly, lock-on warnings blazed on all the targets within his sights, even the battleship found itself with a lock-on warning as the coil around the barrel of the cannon began to glow red, spinning. The barrel spun faster and faster as a ball of red energy gathered at the very tip of the cannon... And a beam as large as a meter wide shot from the tip of the cannon, firing towards the battleship. However, long before it reached the humongous starship, the beam... Split into hundreds of smaller beams that curved, angled and completely changed their courses, each aiming for any ship that was locked on by the Andromeda. Of course, no more than a third of the fleet was targeted and a bit less than half of that third would be able to dodge out of the way in time, evading the beams... However, the Andromeda was not aiming to destroy as much as possible. It shot up towards the battleship the moment the laser beam split into hundreds of smaller beams that followed some sort of an ionic tracking beacon, and activated its hyperjump systems, flying at full speed. In the ensuing explosions, it was bound to get away within the chaos. |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| Saiyavenger | Jan 27 2008, 09:44 AM Post #147 |
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RAY: New Gettysburg Avenger just stared at the battleground, not paying any mind to Coop or Iron Man. "This is what I got myself into...?" He asked himself, doubt in his voice for the first time. Thats when his senses picked up an all too familiar presence. "Damn... I should've known." He said through gritted teeth. Without warning, he took off towards the top half of the "pincer formation" at blinding speeds. He then started pushing a few commands into his console. "Eddie. Prepare the Hydro Cutter." |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 27 2008, 11:46 AM Post #148 |
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-New Gettysburg- “Hey!” Iron Man shouted at Avenger, “Don’t overeager, we have to work as a team! Single units go down way to easily! Pull back now!” “Avenger…” Eddie said after Iron Man gave him an order, “You told me not to interfere in the fight…Activating your weapons would be interfering, wouldn’t it?” “You mean we can’t bash and fight?” Coop wondered, “Ahhh, man.” Meanwhile, Peterson grinned, slicing through ships and mechs with his hand to hand weapon, then pulled out his long ranged range laser gun, aimed, then began to open fire on an approaching Loyalist Battle Ship. |
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| GoldenSama | Jan 29 2008, 05:00 PM Post #149 |
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New Gettysburg Suddenly a dark shape flew through the air, cutting its way through the battle zone. The mech was sleek, black and seemed to glide effortlessly between the blasts of laser and plasma that were being sent back and forth between the two warring factions. The mecha flew by a Rebel Ship and there was a bright red flash, a arc of crimson light cut across the hull of the ship and suddenly it was severed in two. The ship's halves fell apart, lightning cracking and sparks flying in all directions. The dark shape moved with unmatchable speeds over New Gettysburg, and this time it approached a loyalist ship. A second arc of scarlet and that ship was torn apart as easily as it's rebel counterpart had been. The mecha flew up, and to some of those who saw it, a horrible realization came over them. This was the Dark Mecha spoke of recently. It had been a rumor, said to be attacking both sides. And here it was... in person. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 29 2008, 08:17 PM Post #150 |
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(Arg...perhaps I have been neglecting my RP tasks to some extent, as of late. And don't think for a MOMENT that I've forgotten about the other RP I'm running. Anyway...) New Gettysburg With Peterson leading their charge, the rebels in orbit were gaining ground, and the arrival of the Black Mech was simply adding to the chaos of the massive orbital battle. However, loyalist strategists were already pouring over the how to turn the situation to their advantage, and comminiques flew back and forth. "Keep formation! Fix a tractor! Red squadron, try to lure Peterson into range of the Athens's gravity well generator! Avoid the Black Mech, if possible! But don't hesitate to take it out if you get the chance!" The loyalist officer in charge of the operation, on a channel broadcasting to the entire loyalist fleet around New Gettysburg, addressed Avenger, Coop, and Stark (Iron Man). "You mechs that have just arrived, ENGAGE! ENGAGE! Pick your targets and go!" Gasp Orbit The corporate fleet was caught offguard by the Andromeda's attack, and it rocketed past them. As its hyperjump systems were warming up, one of the corporate battleships got a hold of it with its tractor beam...however, a tractor beam would not be nearly as strong as needed to hold it back once it made its hyperspace jump...if the Big O was going to do something, it would have to do so now, or watch its quarry escape... |
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