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Blood and Iron; You Dig Giant Robots
Topic Started: Jan 1 2008, 12:00 AM (8,669 Views)
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Avalon

Taking heed of what Peterson was aiming for, Didymus simply manuvered his mech sideways yet again, dodging Peterson's shots...as Peterson had been dodging his.

True, Peterson had more experience in a mech (and at life in general, considering the age difference between the two of them), but Didymus had been trained at the finest military academy in the U.T.R., and had spent quite a bit of time in a simulator.

It was as if they were, more or less, evenly matched, with neither one able to best, or even land a hit on, the other...
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"Awwww..."

Desty literally WHINED as the transmission cut out, letting his androids see a rare view indeed: Desty Nova was POUTING.

"And I thought she would agree with it... Oh well. It's not like I won't have the sample in another 5 days anyways. Well... A FRESH sample, which might be even better now that I think about it..."

The pilot had enough. "PROFESSOR! Are we to engage or not?"

Desty sighed and sat back, that grin coming back to his face as he finished the plate of flan and put the plate into a slot specifically designed for plates, the plate disappearing to the nethers of the ship for washing and drying. Or some sort of cleaning, at the very least. He looked up, watching the battle rage in the space above Avalon... And nodded.

"Swing by on the left. Fire all cannons on Port side: We will broadside by the outer layers. Make sure to keep all enemy units within sight, do not let ANYONE get away. And... DO try to refrain from destroying Loyalist forces, please?"

The Apocalypse made a sudden, VERY sharp turn as apogee thrusters on its sides kicked in, turning it so its side faced the battlefield. The turrets took aim, 3 rows of 5 turrets seeking their targets, locking on... And fired, row after row, cannon after cannon, the top and bottom rows firing repeated laser pulses with an interval of 1 second in between each shot as the central row spewed superheated plasma material into its targets.

The precision was uncannily accurate. Taking the Rebel fleet by surprise with the sudden firepower, the Apocalypse entered the fray.

The Andromeda in the meanwhile swung into range and the Apocalypse suddenly opened its launch deck, the primary cannon and the two long cannons that clicked into position beside it sliding out of position as a long rail, the launch ramp, detached from the bottom of the ship and slid open. The Andromeda quickly made its way inside, having been perfectly aligned as the Apocalypse turned to broadside the battlefield. In seconds, the Andromeda was clipped into place and the launch ramp retreated back into the ship, the three large, long cannons clicking back into place, the glow of the main continuing cannon continuing to get brighter and brighter.

Within the Apocalypse, the Andromeda passed through the airlock, floating calmly into the large, expansive hangar designed to hold quite a bit of machinery within, all surrounded by a strange cleanliness. This place was literally GLINTING, a clean and almost utterly sterile combination of gray, white and other colors that seemed brighter than they should be. Everything looked absolutely NEW, from the mech harnesses (4 of them to be exact) to the engineering rails along the ground that could potentially slide to any part of the hangar to assist. The place was illuminated... But looked mechanical. Almost lifeless.

The Andromeda settled into its own custom harness, one of the four in the hangar, the harness sliding out slightly. The mech deactivated, the thrusters dying down and coolant surging through the systems to remove any excess heat. There was a click and mechanical whirring as the cockpit of the mech slid forward, that sphere opening up and letting the pilot glide gently to the ground as the thruster array also opened up, just like before, and Avenger himself was let out into the world in the same way, hovered gently to the floor before the gravitational field let him go. The mech fully closed up afterwards...

But Avenger could still glimpse into the cockpit of the pilot for just a second. A cockpit with no seat, no visible controls, no buttons... Just an empty sphere.

The man who called himself "Nova" turned to Avenger with a questioning glance. "I hope that you are not against a temporary stop while my machine is checked and cleaned thoroughly. A plasma generator, especially of such high exhaust value, is required for a routine checkup, and I have been through several combat situations. It is not nearly up to critical point, but I do not wish to try my fates."

(Time to get you back into da game, Avenger. :p)
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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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Avenger crossed his arms and grinned a little.

"Yeah, I think I need to stretch out for a sec, so do your thing, bro." He replied as he began to stretch out athletically. "Where are we, anyways?"
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"We are currently located in the hangar of the NL Apocalypse, the ship that belongs to the creator of the machine that I pilot..." He turned his bright-golden eyes to Avenger. "As well as my own. It has been his order that I rescue you, and I suppose that it is imperative that I am to lead you to him as soon as you are ready."

A bluish glow appeared in one of the 4 harnesses suddenly and a demonic-looking mech with two folded wings over its chest appeared. It looked much blocker than the Andromeda, but no less dangerous, it's two green eyes glaring from underneath the black armor. It was just a tad shorter as well. The blue light faded, leaving the mech in place, materialized out of seemingly nowhere.

"Nova" walked back up to his mech, the Andromeda, and placed a hand on its armor, and the lines in between the armor plates, the red lines that glowed when the mech was active, responded. They seemed to collect and bounce away from the point where "Nova" was touching them...

It was as if the mech was almost alive and answering some unheard call.

"Please inform me when you are ready."
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~ 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!!!
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Avenger's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked over the hangar. Never, ever did he imagine this sort of technology existed.

"Unbelievable..." Was all he could stand to mutter as his eyes searched over the mech in front of him. He then turned his attention to his "tour guide", of sorts.

"Another professor? Hopefully this one is alot more personable than the last one I dealt with." He quipped, slight grin creeping upon his face.

"I'm ready when you are. Lets get rockin'."
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"Nova" took a hand off the mech, which blinked once more before the lines simply vanished. Standing up, he turned right about and headed off towards one of the two side doors.

"Please come with me."

And then, a short trek through the ship with this golden-eyes guy leading the way. They passed through a short corridor, boarded a small lift that took them up around two levels and then through another small corridor and up to a rather large door. The pilot walked in without any question or knocking as the door opened as he walked up to it, entering... The bridge.

And Avenger was presented with a clear view of what was going on outside, the Apocalypse raining death on Rebel Forces via broadside attack as it slowly circled around the battlefield, the outer space in either direction... And Avalon itself. The man in the white lab coat turned around, his seat swiveling about to face the two arrivals and grinned.

"Ah! Jagan! Nice of you to return so quickly. I see you have brought our guest with you."

Desty Nova stood up, fixed his glasses, and made a quick bow, that grin never leaving his face.

"I am Desty Nova, owner of this battlecraft and scientist extraordinaire! YOU must be the pilot of the now-obliterated Metal Gear RAY, correct?"
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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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"So, I see my reputation precedes me. Can't say I was that good at it, though." Avenger replied, grinning sheepishly. "My experience level... Meh, not that high, but with the right tools and some practice, I'm sure I can become a high class pilot."

"So... What is your business with me?"
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Desty Nova chuckled a bit as he heard the man. This Avenger has recently learned humility, it seemed. The destruction of Metal Gear RAY must have been quite a blow to his ego... Or it may have been Desty simply hearing things. Nevertheless, here was the green Karma now, instead of red, a proper way of greeting indeed. Desty made the correct choice.

"My business with you? Kya-haha! It's actually more of INTEREST in you. You're not the average individual, no sir, and you seem to be QUITE important to someone or something. So important, in fact, that I just simply could not let you die. Yet, my curiousness bases on the WHAT and the WHO, because I have absolutely NO idea as to what your importance is!"

He stood up.

"But pardon my absence of manners, it has been so LONG since I have seen a face outside of my labs in person. As you have heard, I am Professor Desty Nova of the nova Labs, quite a secretive and standalone project that I simply cannot reveal the location of due to... Secrecy matters. The man who you have brought with you, and the man who has used the name of our labs under my permission to work undercover, is none other than Jagan Nova Shades, the missing General of the Loyalist 2nd Fleet. Unfortunately, due to certain... Circumstances... I have had to retrieve him and now we work freelance. On my left and right behind me are my two lovely assistants Elf and Zwölf, AR-11 and AR-12 respectively. Do not try to tell them apart by their looks, they are EXACTLY identical in both personality and looks. However, you will find the numbers on their foreheads quite a sign about which is which."

As he spoke, the two girls behind him just couldn't help but turn around and wave like a pair of hyperactive schoolgirls, greeting their newest guest, each mirroring the other's moves almost perfectly. They couldn't spare Avenger a second glance however, since they were in charge of the weapon systems, and Elf returned to blasting away broadside at the enemy fighters that just now realized that the Apocalypse was one of the major threats on the battlefield.

Desty continued on. "And directly behind me, in the pilot's seat, is the fighter of our ship, our primary defense against boarding operations and quite a hothead, named Sechs, which is what he calls himself. His REAL name is AR-6 though."

The reply was an indignant yell from the pilot. "Hey! Watch it, Desty!"

Desty just snickered. "See? Hothead!"

Sechs growled in response, following it up with a scoff as he concentrated on the task at hand. However, he DID throw a single glance at Avenger, an unsettling-yellow eye critically looking over this new guest. Apparently, he did not deem Avenger of any interest at all, since he returned to his controls soon after with a bored look.

Desty sat back in his seat, looking at Avenger with a rather intense glare. Of course, his eyes were still hidden by those weird goggles, but the scrutiny was intense enough to FEEL. "What my CURRENT curiosity asks, however, is what will you do now? You do not have Metal Gear RAY, and have no hope of salvaging it from its quite-irreparable parts. You have angered a man who left you to die in outer space. Do you have... A plan?"
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~ 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!!!
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After giving a salute to the rather strange crew, Avenger turned his attention to Desty's question.

"A plan... Well, I'd like to have another shot at that dirtbag, but, as you've mentioned, I have no means of going after him." He said as he crossed his arms and stared at the floor. "If its not too much to ask, I'd like a new mech, and a place to train with it." He finally stated, looking up at his saviors, of sorts.

"I was reckless before. Blinded by anger, and my ego." Avenger said, a little regret in his voice. "But, with one last chance, and some practice, I know I can beat him, and help with this war."

"So... How bout it?"
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Desty Nova rubbed his hands in front of him slowly, a veeeeeery sneaky look in his eyes. He definitely was planning something... And he was planning BIG as usual. He looked right at Avenger and knit the fingers of his hands together, putting his chin on them and leaning forward.

"Indeed... How coincidental. I was about to offer the SAME thing."

He gave that weird laugh of his, and pressed a button on his chair. The larger of the arm rests, the one with the computer terminal suddenly produced a loud chime, like that of a microwave oven, and flipped up, revealing...

Another plate of flan, which Desty Nova wasted NO time in grabbing. After filling his mouth with the heavenly delicious dessert, Desty Nova gave a big, wide, happy-looking (or was that downright insane?) smile.

"But my proposition was a little more... Extreme. Of course, you are not modified correctly to pilot the very machine that Jagan here controls so flawlessly, since your nerve system will NOT be able to handle the feedback. But I have predicted something of the sort. If you work for us and hand us 30% of your income revenue from payments you receive for missions performed with it... The NL Demonclaw, the mech you saw in the hangar which I have so quickly unpacked, is yours to control. How about it?"

He sat back, hands still laced together. "Of course, you shall have to perform several simulations to get used to the new controls, which I assure you are at least twice as sensitive as those of the Metal Gear RAY... But I doubt you shall have many difficulties getting used to it. It was a temporary, yet VERY successful project and the very predecessor to the NL Andromeda, which you have been inside of as... Cargo. The choice is yours to make."
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~ 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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Avenger mulled the offer over. Well, ok, he was just acting like he was thinking it over for dramatic effect. The offer pretty much gave him what he was asking, and for a rather low price, considering the services. Passing this up would be the biggest mistake he had ever made.

Ok, second biggest. The first, of course, has been well documented.

"So, I get training, and that absolutely wicked mech back there, for just a thirty percent cut of my earnings?" He asked, with an almost giddy grin on his face that would make an anime schoolgirl on crack look sad.

"Dude. Just tell me where to sign. I'm in."
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Desty Nova let out that weird little laugh of his and another spoonful of flan disappeared in his mouth before he spoke again.

"Aaaah, the delicious taste of the most heavenly substance on the face of this universe... You seem to misunderstand me, Avenger. There is no "signing up". There will be no bureaucracy on my ship if I can help it because papers are just so... HARD to keep track of. I accepted this deal, and so have you. You pilot the machine, I get a 30% cut from your earnings, and we are both happy. If you try to betray me, however, you will be dealt with MOST harshly. After all, the mech you will pilot DOES have an override code."

He shook his head wildly, as if shaking his head free of negative thoughts. "You see, my friend, this is much, much simpler. Whenever you turn the mech in back to me, I will take that as resignation. As long as you pilot it and are in contact with me, you shall be hired. IF you deny any contacts from me, I shall take that as a sign to activate the override code and bring the machine back home."

He shrugged nonchalantly, his lanky frame almost becoming THINNER with the shrug. "It is that simple. You have my promise that I will not override the mech unless it is an extreme situation. After all, there must be SOME trust between allies. I just gave you a friendly warning. Do you agree with these terms?"
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~ 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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Peterson vs. Didymus…The older man fighting for something new, the younger fighting for the old.

A lot was said in there battle, two opposing, yet similar viewpoints fighting it out, and unable to land a hit on each other.

On top of that Desty Nova’s forces were turning the tide.

“Maria!” Peterson shouted, through a secure channel, “It’s time…”

On the opposite side of Avalon, where the forces were now weakest, there was an explosion as one of the ships still there was destroyed by barrage of blasts.

Maria’s custom Gyan Mech held out it’s energy sword, as more mechs and ships came out of hyperspace joining her. It was the missing third of the Rebel Fleet, attacking the Loyalist weak spot in a two pronged attack, this one led by Peterson’s more then able assistant.

“For progress, and for our freedom!” they shouted, and the second attack began…

-Avalon System: Outside the Battle Field-

The Spork typed frantically at his keyboard in his mech, looking it over and frowning.

Odd plans showed up, and he frowned, shaking his head, “It’s similar…Eddie, are you sure these are the official, final plans for the Dark Matter Solidifier?”

“Yup!” Eddie chimed happily. “One hundred percent!”

He frowned again, “Then it’s as I feared…Eddie…Get ready.”
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Avenger, trying not to pay attention to Desty Nova's strange quirks, stuck out his hand in agreement.

"Sir, I'll have you know, I am not a backstabber." He sternly spoke, glaring a little. "The person that left me for dead? He's a backstabber. I am nothing like him. Whenever someone helps me, I pretty much indebt myself to them. Thus, unless one of your people decide to screw me over somehow, I'm a team player through and through."

".........So, since I'm assuming we're on the same page here, you have yourself a deal." Avenger finished, regaining his arrogant fangy grin.
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Desty Nova nodded, finishing his plate of flan, sliding it into the slot for the plates just like last time and stood up, walking towards the man, shaking his hand with a rough, calloused palm of a worker and one who has been doing things with his hands since birth.

"Then we have a deal, Avenger. We expect you to be fair, and you can expect US to be fair as well. Not GOOD, mind you, we ARE mercenaries and work for the highest bidder after all. But we WILL do some things within the limits of that which is good and "righteous" indeed. Feel free to use the training facility on the ship, the holographic simulator should catch you up on the rather simple controls within about... 30 minutes, if not less. After that, you are to deploy with Jagan here to continue your service to the Loyalists, at least for now."

He let go of Avenger's hand after shaking a few times and walked back to his seat, spinning it about and sitting down to face the pilot with an almost disbelieving look on his face. "Did no one attack us yet?"

Sechs grinned, shaking his head. "Elf over there won't let anyone come close, while her sister is being a heartless and cruel little sneak as she blasts away flankers with the starboard cannons. No one has tried to get behind us yet to face the Lightning Arcs, and no one DARES to get in front. Solar Lance at... 60% charge."

Desty Nova gave a thoughtful nod before turning his head towards the Andromeda pilot. "Jagan, please escort Avenger to the simulation room."

Jagan gave a low nod and turned about. "Follow me, please," he said, after which he just walked out of the room without another glance back.

(I'll be sending the mech's equipment and statistics to ya in a PM asap, Avenger)
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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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