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Post by shirogake on Feb 18, 2009 17:40:29 GMT -5
Lol, I'm too lazy to describe it making sense.
"Veers, get you droids to attack Genesis. My Army, attack!"
I charged at him myself, ready to battle.
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Post by General Veers on Feb 18, 2009 17:49:32 GMT -5
"They should already be doing so."
*Veers checks to make sure, and indeed HADs kept firing at Genesis while AIDs took out mutants.*
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Post by GrandEnder on Feb 18, 2009 18:01:51 GMT -5
Genisis crumpled, realizing its carapace was useless now. It let the mutants die, and left its armor with haste. Disconecting its darkmatter neurons from the stone, it picked up much greater speed, flying towards the center of Fantasia.
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Post by shirogake on Feb 18, 2009 18:05:23 GMT -5
"He's going for the gem!"
I chased after him, keeping up.
At last we reached the core of Fantasia, battling for the gem.
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Post by General Veers on Feb 18, 2009 18:10:34 GMT -5
"Everyone, follow that darkmatter mass!"
*The army enters for the sake of the Fantasians' safety.*
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Post by GrandEnder on Feb 18, 2009 20:23:19 GMT -5
((Just what is the gem held in?)))
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Post by General Veers on Feb 18, 2009 20:31:07 GMT -5
I'm not sure, that would be up to Edit/Tephanis, really...
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 18, 2009 20:33:32 GMT -5
"@%#$. This has got to be the worst situation ive been in. I fought on the battlefields at Malighack. Even THIS is crazier then that. And now i posess this gem, and if what that one person said... Agh. I'll have time enough to remember his name later.
This is clearly a place of war. And of all things, the first thing i am going to need a Gun."
Foxtrot scans his intensive knowedge of assorted weapons. He finally comes to decide on one of the most competent weapons he knows - a BR55. He imagines it in the air in front of him. To his surprise it appears.
"If i hadn't seen it, i wouldn't of believed it. And i'm still not sure i do."
He proceeds to make modifications to the weapon, to his specifications, and then provides himself with ammunition for it.
"I am going to need a base of operations. How this will turn out, i have no clue."
He walks to the end of the marble bridge. He then imagines a massive metal structure 3 feet thick and one mile in diameter. To his surprise, it appears in the air before his eyes, though he feels a dip of his energy.
"Well i'm going to have to be careful with this. I think i'd like to rely on machines like i'm used to. But as for now..."
He imagines the structure held up by 4 massive hydrogen rockets, with a huge molecular compression hydrogen storage unit beneath the center of the platform.
He thinks logically for a moment, and creates a large, armor shell underneath the structure, in a cone shape with a flat head.
"Right. So i currently have a, err... Circular Mile of space to work with."
He places a large device in the center of the platform, and places the Gem within it. He finishes the device, and puts it inside an armored bunker.
"Right. So i have land, and power. I can't constantly be creating hydrogen. Turning this power into mater will be my next goal. Its clearly not just electricity.
Or, ive got an infinite source of power here..."
So now i go through the process of going down to the catwalks of the "underground" (which, honestly, i had to create as i went along) replacing the hydrogen tank with the equipment necesarry to power the rockets, which were also modified as required.
Sucessfully, i had now created a small base of operations which would most certinally expand, and had integrated this gem i had been provided with into the heart of it as a source of power. Sooner or later i would need to find a way to amplify this power, or else extract more, as well as sucessfully capture it more effectively than the gian batteries that surrounded the jewel of magnificent being.
But all that was for a later time. After having not slept or eaten for several hours, and just created several hundred tons of metal as well as various other materials with my own energy, i was exhausted, and as soon as i finished pulling myself up the stairs out into the armored bunker, i collapsed. The last thing i heard before falling asleep was the crack of my visorplate as i fell to the metal floor. I would have to fix that.
Well that was something. I started it before my homework (i had to do some research about Chemical Weaponry) and finished it after my homework. I think i am already addicted to this game...
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Post by Edit on Feb 18, 2009 20:54:13 GMT -5
Council of Fantasia-
Brighthorn (Unicorn)- Halt! Go no further!
Beryl(Green Dragon)-I told you! The Mages would cause only trouble!
Preenlight(Griffon)-Why must you attack the island? Why do you want our Gem?
Forestmaster(Forest Ancient)-We want only peace... We wanted no part in your fighting. Why do you attack us?
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Post by General Veers on Feb 18, 2009 20:57:52 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I won't bring the mages, and I'll withdraw my army. If I do so, however, there is bound to be chaos as your gem is stolen from you amidst fiendish battle."
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Post by Edit on Feb 18, 2009 21:01:44 GMT -5
Council of Fantasia-
Brighthorn (Unicorn)- That will not be necessary.,
Beryl(Green Dragon)-For Tephanis' sake man! I don't care if you stay! I don't care if your whole damned army stays! As long as the demon and that freakish rock creature leave!
Preenlight(Griffon)-For once I agree with Beryl.
Forestmaster(Forest Ancient)-I also agree as well. Please help us.
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Post by GrandEnder on Feb 18, 2009 21:13:06 GMT -5
Genisis was merely an orb now, floating in a chaotic state, almost impossible to focus on or see with its rapid movements. Ever since it had absorbed Uungor's gem it had become more prone to energetic spazzums, throwing darkmatter in all directions. Genisis sped towards the gem at the cnter of Fantasia. The ground and trees, now directly exposed to Genisis were a trail behind it, ripped up from the sheer gravity emitted by the being.
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Post by General Veers on Feb 18, 2009 21:25:21 GMT -5
"Very well, then, I shall fight until the duel ends, after which I will withdraw. Onward!"
*The army pursues Genesis. As droids, their aim is generally more accurate than an organism's aim, but it was nonetheless challenging to hit Genesis.*
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 18, 2009 21:39:56 GMT -5
A Klaxon ringed inside the helmet. The suit detected that the visorplate was shattered. That much was clearly obvious. Unaware of the war that raged on beyond his sight, he continued to sleep for a full ten hours through the shrill ringing of the klaxon in his ear.
He awoke unaware of the alarm. He sat up, got a bearing on his surroundings, as the previous events were confusing. Suddenly he was aware of an annoying sound, and then realised an alarm was going off. At first he thought one of the large cylindrical capacitators had burst open. But he wasn't being bathed in acid, so he then noticed the HUGE crack in his visor, and then looked down at the computer on his wrist. It was flashing red, and he slammed his fist onto it.
I really need to start talking in First Person.
"Damnit! When will they invent a computer system that sences annoyance!?"
I took my helmet off. I would repair it later. I stood up, and walked outside the bunker. There was a wide expanse of metal, with the Polycrete exterior of the armored bunker being the only blip on it. The massive flying platform continued to stay in the air.
"Now What?"
Soldiers, and equipment. Naturally, the thing i need now was personnel, and some large guns. I could just make things exist, but i had already decided that wasn't the best idea.
Well, first thing first. I went back and picked up my helmet. I pulled the combat knife out of its sheath on my left shoulder plate and, eventually, popped the broken visorplate out.
I imagined a replica of the same visorplate, but without the giant bash in it. It had to be an exact copy for it to fit and for the HVID System to work, and, with some dificulty (involving my knife and my fist) popped the new visor into place.
I walked outside, and then tried something i was anxious and scared to try at the same time. I closed my eyes, concentrated, and then opened them again.
I was on the marble bridge. I looked back, and it was MY marble bridge. That wasn't too hard.
I was going to need help, and had decided i wasn't going to find it where it was. I pulled the rangefinder off of its spot on my armor, and looked to... well, my right. Thats where the industrial looking place i had seen before was, that other island. I had no point of refrence. When i got a better idea on the area i could determine a north and a south.
Transportation. If i was going to go anywhere, i needed to move faster than i could on foot. So i packed up. I was skeptical about leaving my base. I had to place my trust in the Huge bunker, armor plating, and encrypted locks. I didn't have any proper weaponry yet - I didn't know if anyone would attack it, or anything about anything that would - what i might concider a devastating weapon could be my opponets favorite toy.
I imagined one of the M246 LRSVs from the Vehicle Depot back at the base. To my surprise, it appeared too. I never could shake the feeling i got when i made something appear. It was confusing. I secured my pack to the back of the ATV. I secured my rifle to the front right of the vehicle, but magnetically, where i could easily reach it should i need to. I hopped on. Looked to my right towards my destination again. And set off down the marble bridge towards what i could only identidify as - what i could only hope was land.
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 18, 2009 23:59:23 GMT -5
*Sorry for double posting. Honestly, i am growing impatient. Veers can be expecting visitors*
I pulled to slow. I had been driving for i don't know how long. The instruments read 30 Mph and a total distance of 200 miles traversed. Over 6 hours. I wasn't tired, but i was sure as hell hungry. All that surrounded me were rolling green hills. Great terrain for driving on.
I stood up, and "enjoyed" another of the Prepackaged Meal Packs. I don't know why i hadn't just conjured food. I figure that i am on the move for now - travelling light. I might as well finish these first.
If i was going places, i would need help. At the least, body guards, or an assistant. Frankly, i despised them, but i was thinking a droid. When i had finished my meal and pitched my field tent, i walked several yards away.
I thought, and i thought deeply. I started with two empty shells. I modeled te armor after that of my own - Black and gray. They were shaped like humans, looked like humans. Then i started to outfit them with equipment. A radio system and voice synthesizer were built in - for now they were robotic and monotonus. Photoreceptors - the ability to see in heat, night, and so on would be of use.
I outfitted them with the equipment i had. A rifle slung on their back, a sidearm on their side. Combat knife on the left shoulder plate.
The armor was thicker than my own. Bulletproof was the least of its abilitys. I then started outfitting the inside with hydraulics. Fast, strong, hydraulics worked. They didn't work like normal hydraulics, they worked on impulse charges from the power source - Positive and Negative charges defined the expansion and contraction. The power level defined the speed and strength of the hydraulics.
It was night by the time i had integrated the hydraulic systems into both droids, and was working by my helmet's flashlight.
I proceeded to manufacture the droids, until i came to the true problem. A powersource. A true generator requiered a fuel, and that could be problematic. I couldn't fit something like a nuclear reactor or an antimatter turbine inside a droid. And the only powered gem i was given was back at my base.
And i thought of it. I wasn't sure it would work. But i closed my hand. When i opened it, two unique, dense crystals appeared in my hand. They were about the size of marbles. That was the first step. I closed my hand again, and this time closed my eyes as well. I concentrated, and as i did, i rapidly grew tired. I didn't really think about it, though i didn't doubt i would be tired after charging these crystals from my own energy.
I was tired now. I installed the power sources and activated the two droids. I moved them into the tent, and powered them down in the most compact position i could get them in. I also wheeled the ATV inside, and closed the tent. I climbed in my bedroll, and soon was asleep.
But before i actually fell asleep, i realised what i had just discovered. While powering these crystals myself could be problematic, i could likely use the gem from Tephanis - i remembered his name now - to create and power these crystals. While that gem was way more powerful, and i likely couldn't harness its full power, i would be able to power anything and everything i needed to, one way or another. One way. Or...
I was then asleep. Like a rock. No, seriously, i though i slept hard, but i was practically MADE of stone.
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Post by General Veers on Feb 19, 2009 0:11:27 GMT -5
*Veers relaxes and eats from some food that he envisioned. It sure was a long time since he used his deistic powers, so it seemed. What a relief it is to have droids! While eating, though, he notices something in the distance...a tent. Whose tent was it? Did it belong to the owner of the artificial island? Well, it shouldn't be too much harm to send a droid or two, accompanied with AIDs and a light transport vehicle, to receive the explorer. Veers does so.*
*All the meanwhile, the army was still attacking Genesis without significant losses.*
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 19, 2009 0:52:11 GMT -5
I woke up, and of all things...
I REALLLLY NEEDED TO PEE.
So i stood up. I was sort of groggy, and uncomfortable. I was so tired last night, i slept in my armor. Only my boots and helmet were removed. I walked several yards from the large canvas tent. It was designed to accomadate a squad of 5, and not the most comfortably. It suited him and the equipment currently with him in a corner rather well. I walked by the droids, which were just as i left them. Untouched, and undamaged. I arrived at a point several yards from the tent, and then took a leak.
I closed the gap in my armor, and then turned around. As i turned, i saw something coming from the direction of my destanation. I ran back inside the tent and grabbed my rangefinder. I came back out, and noticed what it was. A vehicle was coming at a conciderable speed. It handled the hills without any issue, and was of a decent size. At least the size of an M808...
I went back inside. I powered up the droids and grabbed my gun. I didn't know what their intent was, and having my gun with me was the best idea. When i cam back out, it was obvious that my tent was the vehicle's destination.
Within a minute, the vehicle had pulled up. A logo was on the side - It was a large Gear with a Medium and Small gear meshing with it. It looked like machinery, or a contraption of some sort. Gears within something, kind of like clockwork. I had no idea, but i had a feeling they didn't mean harm. The vehicle had a light turet on top. It wasn't a heavy gun, but big enough to rip me to pieces.
The vehicle stopped about 40 feet away, and a hatch on the back opened, as well as the hatch on top of the turret. They were not human, that was for damned sure. They looked like ... droids. Definatley, droids, or robots of some kind. The one in the turret was clearly a bot for war. Looked like an average soldier, if average soldiers were robots.
Two other droids climbed out of the back. They clearly weren't for war like the other - they were much lighter. I caould break them with my fists if i tried, though if they were capable of anything, no robot lets someone stand there and destroy it. Not unless ordered to.
They were clearly unarmed, and they walked side by side toward me - obviously toward me - with the soldier-bot following several feet behind. Unless the truck itslef was a droid, there was another driving it, which i doubted because the turret wasn't automated.
I lowered my gun, and the droid with the gun made no hostile gestures.
The droids stood several feet away and one of the unarmed droids - i couldn't tell which - spoke.
"Sir. We come from the Island of Clockwork under orders of Maxmillian Veers."
Clockwork. Why did that seem familiar. I looked at the logo on the side of the armored truck and on the Chassis of the droids. It was hard not to slap my own forehead though my helmet.
"Maxmillian wishes to invite you," the droid paused and looked at my droids - which were obviously droids and obviously not me, while i was obviously not a droid. "And your accomplices to his island. When you are ready, we will transport you and your things."
Clockwork, as it seemed to be called, was clearly where i was already headed. The droids showed no sign of aggression, and stressed the word "Invite". Not that it couldn't easily be a trick. I didn't sence what could be a trap.
"Very well, give me time to prepare. I will be ready shortly." i replied.
"Yes Sir." The droid replied. I still had no clue which one i was talking to.
I turned to my droids. "Stay alert. Theres always a possibility for danger. I don't know what to expect."
The droids monotonusly replied "Roger, Sir" in perfect unison, the general responce they were programmed to use.
I folded up my items i had laid out. Either it was clipped onto my armor, my droid's armor, went in my pack, or it was my ATV. Within a half of an hour the tent and my bedroll was packaged and strapped to the ATV yet again, though my gun was with me.
"Go tell our friends we are ready." I told one of the droids. One had a Blue ring painted arount their right arm, the other red. The red armed one went over to this "Veers" guy's droid. The two unarmed droid returned with my droid and calmly asked me to come. I pointed out my vehicle, with my things strapped to it, and the droid said it would be easy to bring. The ATV was wheeled into the bay of the transport, and its wheels were chained down. Me and my droids took a seat, and one of the other droids sat after my ATV was secured.
The other went over to push a button and the doors to the bay were closed, lit by flourescant lights. I heard the engine roar to life from its comparptment - no mater what it was powered by, an engine was an engine - and the vehicle jolted to a move. One of the droids said "Lord Veers is eager to meet you, he believes there will be much to talk about."
Who is this Veers, i asked the droid, which was in some power saving mode, and it took some attempts to get its attention. It jolted back to life with a speech glitch. "All in good time" it responded. Either that was a pre-programmed responce for this, or his droids were very advanced. No robot i knew of ever responded like that...
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 19, 2009 0:53:15 GMT -5
Sorry guys. I really need to cut the length of my posts. I'll try to start doing that.
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Post by General Veers on Feb 19, 2009 1:20:01 GMT -5
*Veers sees his transport coming back to him, complete with the visitor.*
"Make an entryway in the shield!"
*A small opening just large enough for the light transport appeared. The transport went through. The passenger, droids, and AIDs departed from the transport.*
"Welcome to Clockwork. I am Maximilian Veers. Do you mind my inquiry as to who you are?"
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Post by FoxtrotZero on Feb 19, 2009 1:22:16 GMT -5
I REALLY have to get off, so this will be quick.
Foxtrot-Zero. Thats my designation. You, can call me Foxtrot.
But i have many questions for you too.
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