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| GoldenSama | Nov 11 2010, 07:54 PM Post #5521 |
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[Plumber's Battleship] Sama looked down at his hand, which had been viciously used as a chew toy for that demon rabbit. (Which, after that Jade reference, is officially even scarier). Luckily, Shannon was quite small and could not do serious damage to his hand... unluckily, it still hurt. A lot. “Oh... I'm sure Shannon was just playing...” Sama had long since given up on convincing his girlfriend that her beloved pet was really the incarnation of darkness. He just needed to keep carrots with him at all times... blood-filled carrots... those were hard to find, and expensive too. […] Vash froze in mid groove thang shaking and turned to Cosmo. “Can't dance? Nonsense! Everything can dance! Just look around... when the wind blows, the treetops dance, and when it ripples, even water dances! So come on, show me your moves!” Vash suddenly thought he heard a falcon crowing in the distance. Just his imagination. [TRS Crusader] Rinoa frowned and leaned back, her upbeat attitude now melted away. She moved some hair away from her eyes, and then stood up with a small sigh. “... If the Metarex have returned, then this is a serious situation. No one has faced them, or even SEEN them in an year... we have no idea of any possible technological advances, or what their numbers are... though, we never really knew much about them... worst of all, we don't know WHY they stopped... or why they're back...” Rinoa was visibly worried. |
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| Crystal Rose | Nov 11 2010, 08:16 PM Post #5522 |
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Plumber's Battleship Cosmo had never thought about it that way...it seemed as if nature did dance in a sense and perhaps she would be capable of it too.... "Perhaps I will try as well" she said, standing up and swaying slightly. She really didn't know much about dancing. [...] "Come on Shannon, say you're sorry now" Crystal told her rabbit who just sat there glaring at Sama... This bunny was capable of mass homicide but couldn't talk....strange. "Awwww you're poor hand" Crystal said sweetly, taking his hand and kissing it. |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 11 2010, 08:29 PM Post #5523 |
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[Plumber's Battleship] Vash gave a rather large grin. He watched Cosmo as the small plant girl began to sway back and forth. Well, it wasn't the type of crazy madman dance Vash was known for, but to each their own. “That's pretty good! The important thing is you're comfortable with it... but you can move some more, ya know!” […] Sama was glaring at Shannon too; well, at least whenever Crystal wasn't looking their way. He doubted that rabbit would ever say she was sorry... he wouldn't be surprised if the bunny COULD talk, but saying it was sorry? No chance. Then Crystal kissed his hand, and he forgot about the painful rabbit wound. He also forgot how pathetic it is to have a 'painful rabbit wound'. “Why thank you! Shall we continue our walk?” |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 11 2010, 08:32 PM Post #5524 |
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Zohar Once KOS-MOS opened the door to the hideout, chaos immediately was there to quickly guide her in and close the door. Seconds later, he was turning on the communication array and beginning to scramble surrounding patrol signals while sending a signal of his own. A subspace-linear signal to Sama's ship, the Plumber Battleship. "This is chaos of Team 1, calling to report. I repeat. This is chaos from Team 1, calling to report. Password: You can never have enough potatoes. Please patch me through to Sama." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Plumber Battleship As chaos began his call elsewhere, Desty Nova smirked at Otacon. "Come now. You know perfectly well that while you may not be the most prominent sort of scientist, you are one of the most well-informed, and have seen things others would simply dismiss as sheer fantasy. You know perfectly well that you are, perhaps, one of the better sources for me to contact." He grinned. "Then, there is Sama. While he is indeed the leader and tactical figurehead of Philanthropy, you are the communications expert and source of knowledge. It is obvious that if I wanted information, YOU would be the person I contacted within Philanthropy." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ UTR Maximum Security Prison, Communication Office Dewey nodded. "The Zerg are a massive threat. The Doctor would be difficult to trap and catch, but I have a plan that will work against any such alien that wishes to escape my clutches. The Zerg will be purged, just like they should be, and I will track them down and destroy them, planet by planet, world by world." He looked quite solemn as he put a fist to his chest and gave a small bow. "I will serve again in the name of the Terran Empire. Humanity WILL be the pure, the only, the untainted race. You have my promise that THAT goal... Shall be achieved." |
![]() 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 | Nov 11 2010, 08:38 PM Post #5525 |
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[Plumber Battleship] As Sama sought to continue the walk, however, his CODEC rang again. He smiled sheepishly at Crystal. “I'm sorry... it's chaos, this could be pretty important... but tell you what; I'll walk while I listen to him, okay?” He touched the skin beneath his ear and answered chaos' call. “Sama here. How'd it go?” [Office of the Vice President] Mengsk gave a curt nod. He was taking an awful risk getting Dewey out of prison and allowing his... associates... to outfit him with the means, financial and otherwise, to carry out a humanity-purity campaign. Still, it had to be done. “Good Dewey. Terran Empire... I rather like that... hahah... Hopefully one day, we shall truly be an Empire..” Yeah, Mengsk is totally plotting rebellion. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 11 2010, 08:45 PM Post #5526 |
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T.R.S. Crusader “... If the Metarex have returned, then this is a serious situation. No one has faced them, or even SEEN them in an year... we have no idea of any possible technological advances, or what their numbers are... though, we never really knew much about them... worst of all, we don't know WHY they stopped... or why they're back...” Didymus paused. Between this, and Philanthropy, and the stuff about the VP I've been reading, and all this crud we have to deal with...well, at least she's not railing at me-yet. I suppose I can take what I can get... "Yes, it IS a serious situation-but WE have developed new stuff as well-human ingenuity still goes further, right? And we've got a good force here. These men have done a lotta good. Either way, Miss Caraway, your worries are a tad outside your element, aren't they? Most of what you're asking are military questions. We're already working on them-part of my brooding in the war room today was on those very questions you bring up-among other things. However, when we arrive, we'll need to get the Nourasians working with us ASAP-and be glad that at least OUR turf is safe-for the moment at any rate." |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 11 2010, 08:56 PM Post #5527 |
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[TRS Crusader] Either way, Miss Caraway, your worries are a tad outside your element, aren't they? Rinoa frowned. “I'm not worrying in an official capacity... I'm worrying because I'm human, and there's horrible creatures out there that want to kill me, and you, and the Nourasians, and everyone else.” She let out a sigh and leaned back in her chair. “Don't worry. I'll get the Nourasians on our side. At least, I'll try to...” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 11 2010, 09:01 PM Post #5528 |
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T.R.S. Crusader “I'm not worrying in an official capacity... I'm worrying because I'm human, and there's horrible creatures out there that want to kill me, and you, and the Nourasians, and everyone else.” "Well said, Miss Caraway..." he paused. "...you know, I'm not sure they want to kill EXACTLY everyone else...but regardless, perhaps my advice would be simply to try not to worry about those questions-unless you can honestly help. If so, then great, if not, please don't stress yourself out-take it from me, excessive worrying is not fun." “Don't worry. I'll get the Nourasians on our side. At least, I'll try to...” "Excellent. I'll be there too-probably at least. I've already drawn out plans and discussed with EarthCom should they see things our way, so we'll be ready, Lord willing." |
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| GoldenSama | Nov 11 2010, 09:06 PM Post #5529 |
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[TRS Crusader] “Wait, you ALREADY have plans drawn up? Before I've even had a chance to talk to them? You're tying my hands here, Colonel! Negotiations are a complicated situation! Besides, if we DO get their aid, wouldn't it be better to have them in on the planning? If we're asking them to aid our military in battle, shouldn't they have a voice too?” She let out a sigh. “The Nourasians are a proud WARRIOR race! I can never convince them to simply aid us in battle with plans we drew up without giving them a say in it!” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 11 2010, 09:12 PM Post #5530 |
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T.R.S. Crusader Didymus shook his head as Rinoa...said her piece. THERE'S the girl I seem to remember...just kind of different. "Relax, Miss Caraway. Once you've secured their cooperation, I intend to present these plans to them and see if they agree, or deliberate and counsel with them as I need to. I'm just doing as much of the work beforehand as I can." |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 11 2010, 09:13 PM Post #5531 |
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Zohar, Plumber Hideout When chaos connected, he breathed in relief. He checked the few gauges around the signal monitors to make sure that it was not being interrupted or tapped, and proceeded with his report. "The operation went without a hitch. KOS-MOS successfully distracted the small private guard contingent, and I snuck in to retrieve the files, both the ones he had sitting on his desk, and the ones that man had hidden within the secret compartment. AND I have my hands on one of the encrypted datapads he had lying around." He paused for a second, before continuing, a little more hesitant. "However, I am... Unsure about this operation now that I look back at it. The information was far too easy to acquire, the guards far too easy to dispatch. There were barely any Power Armor suits around, and the man himself was missing from his office, and possibly the building." Reviewing the facts, chaos pondered the possible connotations that came with seeing the operation from a third-party perspective. "... It was far too easy. It doesn't smell of a setup, but I am unsure, and my gut is telling me that something is seriously wrong. I have checked for listening devices and monitoring equipment in the papers and datapad, and found none. There were very little obstructions. It was a little too perfect. Either the man we stole from is very stupid, or this information is false. Once I begin scanning and transcribing, I would advise you to double and triple-check the sources to any of this information, and I seriously advise you to consider it false-until-proven-true." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- UTR Maximum Security Prison, Communication Office Dewey just smirked as he nodded to the man on the other side and turned off the comm screen. Once done, he was immediately taken from the chamber and led to another room to get himself cut and shaved and to be dressed properly so he could leave without appearing like a prisoner. He was an important man now. But as he walked, he couldn't help but sneer in distaste to himself. Pandering to the lower denominator, that was what he was doing right now. Sucking up to Mengsk. It was something he absolutely loathed to do, but he had to, simply to establish himself. Once he had himself established and entrenched, he would begin his projects. And sooner or later, the UTR would fall, Mengsk would be brushed aside like the insignificant fly he was, and he would lead humanity on a pioneering path that would leave them the pure and only ones. It was all just a matter of time. |
![]() 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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| AGodofIrony | Nov 11 2010, 09:21 PM Post #5532 |
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-Plumber Battleship- “Help yourself,” The Doctor chuckled to Jade and Ben. Ben ran over and started cutting the chocolate cake, giving Jade the first piece. He made sure that it was a large one. Larger then the one he then got for himself. “I believe I need to attend to business elsewhere. You two enjoy the cake,” The Doctor said, and headed off, down the hallway. Ben grinned, looking over at Jade as he munched his slice of cake, “So we're full Plumbers now...what do you think we should do first?” “Come on...I'll bring you two up to the bridge,” Silver told Shadow and Amy, “Let's go.” He lead them to the bridge! Wooooo. The Doctor appeared on the bridge now, where Otacon and Nova were. “Hello Nova!” The Doctor said, jovially, “What brings you here? Care for some cake? Or perhaps a plate of flan?” -T.R.S. Crusader- Omega nodded to Cyborg, then paused. “I do not know what you use for fuel. Would you care for a can of oil?” Omega asked. “Well, I can show you how to pilot, and you can show me how to fight. How about that?” Luke asked Munro. -Orion- Elizabeth smiled when Melanie held her, nuzzling into the girl softly with a yawn, almost like she was trying to be as cute as possible. Galv smiled at the two, then began to pack as well, grabbing clothes and other supplies he felt they might need. “See? She likes you,” Galv grinned. Aaron stirred from Ethan, squirming. Ethan paused, and placed him down on the floor, where he began to crawl around. “Humph...My son is crawling already,” Ethan boasted at Rica. -Mobius- “...I miss the days when my responsibilities were beating up robots...” Sonic sighed, shaking his head, “But I want to help people...” -The Righteous Indignation- Aboard the bridge of Peterson's flagship, Peterson received new orders. Head to Nourasia, and aid in Third's battle with the Metarex in the area. Peterson would provide a pincer movement, as the Third forced them back, along with, hopefully, native Nourasians. “A pincer movement, huh?” Peterson said softly. That was one of his favorite tactics... “New orders! We're heading to Nourasia to aid the Third in the Metarex!” Peterson called out, telling the troops the plans. He would have preferred fighting Zerg, still wishing for some kind of revenge for Asuka...But perhaps he'd be able to talk to Didymus afterwords... |
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| HellAvatar | Nov 11 2010, 09:29 PM Post #5533 |
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Plumber Battleship As The Doctor arrived on the bridge of the battleship, Desty Nova was presented new information. He was now looking at... Wait... Waitwaitwait. ... The man couldn't be more gleeful if you have shown him a mountain made of flan. Or perhaps the secret to the universe. Or something of equal grandeur. He began to look much more animated as he started typing away at his portable computer almost absent-mindedly. "Greetings Doctor, no time to talk! That's... That's..." A second later, a communication back to the Apocalypse had been sent. "LUNA! LUNA! LUUUNAAAA! You have to come here and see this! I found it! I think... It looks exactly like it! Geralt Robotnik's attempt at the Ultimate Lifeform project of his, Shadow! Get over here, NOW!" A second later, he was reviewing the image. "Shadow, the Ultimate Lifeform... Geralt Robotnik put a lot of effort into him, and that chaos control... Yes, yes it is! It's the control required for hyperdimensional influence! That's... Incredible! But... I need to see that one. NOW." Nova was in his own little world now, mumbling and muttering to himself. |
![]() 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 | Nov 11 2010, 09:32 PM Post #5534 |
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[TRS Crusader] Rinoa paused and crossed her arms. She wasn't quite that angry about this, but she was worried. Her job was to get the Nourasians on board... “They will leave the table if they thing this is just humans giving them a mandate.” Rinoa warned him, and she sighed. […] Cyborg let out another little sigh. “Ah... no. I'll stick with meat. Most of me may be a robot... but my stomach is still human.” He gave a huge grin. […] Munro paused, and gave a thumbs up. “Sounds good to me! What do we start with?” [Plumbers Battleship] Sama frowned as he heard the news from chaos. “... I see. Well, from what I heard, Burke is DEAD, right? Wasn't it KOS-MOS who killed him? So maybe there's no security because he hasn't paid them... still; I can appreciate your concerns and share them. Send what you have to Otacon and he'll decode it.” […] “Ah, hello sir!” Otacon saluted to the Doctor. He knew he was a big shot in the Plumbers, and since Philanthropy was now HQed on a Plumber ship, Otacon had taken to calling The Doctor, 'sir'. A few seconds after Nova's spazzing out; Luna teleported in, using Washu's teleporter. The girl looked to Nova instantly, her catlike eyes widened. “WHAT? You found Gerald's research!? WHERE!?” [Orion] Rica rolled his eyes. “... Does everything have to be a competition with us?” [Mobius] Knuckles narrowed his eyes... and then he laughed aloud and clapped Sonic on the back (probably much too hard). “HAR-HAR! Sonic, you're okay. Look, I know what it's like to get nostalgic... I miss the days when people left me alone with my Emerald... but we all have to make sacrifices for the good of our people, right?” |
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| The Vidit of Light | Nov 11 2010, 09:40 PM Post #5535 |
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T.R.S. Crusader “They will leave the table if they thing this is just humans giving them a mandate.” "Yes, that would be a less than ideal situation...but to as I said, I intend to present my plans to them, then SEE IF THEY AGREE, and counsel with them as needed. I doubt such a course of action will be offensive or inadvisable." |
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