Written by Yeoman
Written by The Real Nemo 09-14-2002 03:20 PM
*to CBY*
I am free to go right?
Written by Pellcia 09-14-2002 03:32 PM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-14-2002 03:37 PM
*cute smile*
Written by The Great Gumbo 09-14-2002 08:30 PM
You may go, says Genki.
The soldier bows and walks out of the room.
Genki thinks about what he has just been told.
Soon orders are given out to dismantle all the equipment. Load it up and program the ships to drive on automatic to Genki's home world.
The soldiers are all given their final paychecks after business is taken care of.
Back on his homeworld..the vessel parked outside his sky-scrapper and all the C&C technology sold to interested buyers.
Genki contemplates going into retirement.
Written by WriterBoy 09-13-2002 01:03 PM
Damn. That was the Eliza Dushku/Kirsten Dunst dream. Somebody’s gonna die.
Dressing quickly, he established a psi-link with the Atlanta PD officer assigned to the paranormal watch. *Paul. What have we got.?*
*Trouble, kid. The Gundam Gang’s suits are on a rampage at Turner Field.*
*Wait. I thought they were still in prison.*
*Yeah, they are. That’s why I said their suits are on a rampage.*
*Great. Any idea how they’re getting a signal out?*
*Working on it, but there’s nothing on the EM bands so far.*
*Search the mystical fields; I think Dr. Strangelover got sent to the same cell block. Any idea what they’re after?*
*Seeing as how you busted up their attack on the Dragon*Con parade? I have no idea. Did you have to turn them over to the Klingons?*
*They almost stepped on Nichelle Nichols; I had no choice. Some of those guys are actual Klingons, you know. I’m in the Bug; headed out now.*
*Noted. Good fight.*
*Good night.*
The papers the next morning would say that the giant robots showing up had been an actual improvement to the game; since the Braves had been down 7-2 to the Brewers, most fans would reluctantly agree. But, at the time, the situation pretty much sucked.
The Gundam Gang were three of many beneficiaries of the Event with small wishes and smaller imaginations. They’d each received a generic Gundam suit, but the only thing they could think of to do with them was enter them in the SDCC costume contest. They were disqualified, for the simple reason that their suits wouldn’t fit in the banquet hall. At this point, smart people would have gone home. The Gundam Gang, being 13-year-olds, promptly attacked the convention. A gathering of thousands of comic, anime, sci-fi, fantasy, and gaming fans. Post-Event. Once they were in jail, they decided that since they kind of had superpowers, and were criminals, they were super-villains. And so, they decided to bust up pop culture events in something they probably thought was ironic revenge, but everyone else thought was just a really stupid idea.
Right now, they’d staked themselves out at first, second, and third bases, and were playing catch with one of the skyboxes, occasionally firing of shots from their beam cannons into the stands. Rubble from the collapsed exits prevented anyone from leaving the stadium, although a few patrons in the nosebleed seats had risked the jump from the rim of the stadium to the ground. They hadn’t survived.
Another blast rocked the west side of the stadium. Screams filled the air, but were suddenly drowned out by a familiar call from somewhere behind home plate.
“Look! Up in the sky!”
“It’s a VW!”
“It’s an X-Wing!”
“It’s WriterBoy!”
WriterBoy swung the X-Bug around, headed straight for the pitcher’s mound. Rolling down the window, he dropped two PokeBalls.
*Alakazam, start teleporting out civilians. Blastoise, set up an ice dome around the stadium, and keep replenishing it. Make sure you don’t freeze anyone’s car this time. I’ll handle the dirty work.*
Setting the blasters to single fire, he fired a shot by the head of 01, ostensibly the leader. Outside the Bug, the loudspeakers flared to life.
“Okay, fellas, game called due to superhero. Now put the skybox down, and line up for an ass-kicking."
03, the suit holding the skybox, shrugged and tossed it straight at the X-Bug.
Why did I know he was gonna do that? WriterBoy telekinetically caught the skybox, and set it down in right field. Settign the X-Bug on autopilot, he unbuckled and got out. Two more PokeBalls hit the ground.
*Dragonite, Charizard, keep 02 and 03 busy. I’ve got an idea.*
The two Pokemon complied; Dragonite rammed 02 with its horn, while Charizard enclosed 03 in a ring of fire. While the X-Bug did a strafing run on 01, WriterBoy flew between the giant’s legs.
Fact: They’re using remote control. Fact: Paul said it wasn’t any type of EM wave, and the X-Bug’s instruments confirm it. Fact: A cursory TP scan reveals no psionic controls either. And, now that I think of it, 01 boasted at Dragon*Con that they’d installed anti-magic shielding. So, what does that leave?
With a wave of his hand, WriterBoy ripped off the Gundam’s entrance hatch, revealing the pilot’s seat (empty, of course). And, right beside it, a small box, with several lights blinking in what was no doubt an ordered sequence.
Bingo.
*Hey, Paulie. You guys got a Fed Tech expert on staff?*
*Yeah, why?*
*I need to know how to telekinetically hack into the autopilot for a Class C shuttlecraft.*
*She lives in Marietta. Name’s Sarah Collins. Her psi-scan release paperwork’s current.*
*Thanks, man. Send a clean-up crew to the field; we’ll be done in five.*
Concentrating, WriterBoy sent psionic “feelers” north. After a few seconds, he found the target. A few more seconds, and a complete schematic of the autopilot system’s circuits was lodged in his short-term memory. Including the self-destruct systems.
*Charizard, Dragonite, disengage! Charizard, melt the dome!*
As flame met ice and became steam, WriterBoy seized the three Gundams and threw them straight up. Once they reached the upper stratosphere, he triggered the self-destruct systems.
Boom.
After that, it was pretty much over. Venusaur drained the remaining water from the ice dome, while police and EMTs tended to the wounded. A reality-warper on the city’s clean-up crew repaired most of the damage, including a few scrathes on the Bug’s finish. WriterBoy and Paul shared a cup of coffee by an ambulance.
“Well, that’s the last we’ve seen of those goons,” Paul said.
“I hope so. But even the self-destructs on those suits can’t completely destroy Gundanium. I stuffed the parts at the bottom of the Atlantic, but a good salvage team can still find them and start reconstruction. And we know they already have a technician on staff; no way those three idiots installed those autopilot systems themselves.”
“The Federal Paranormal Comission’s already checking to see how the systems got installed. Security at the depot’s supposed to be airtight.”
“Yeah, right. The government still insists that conventional means of storage work. In a world with teleporters, archmages, and people who rewrite the laws of physics every morning before breakfast. Bureaucrats.”
“Y’know, Mike, if you’d join up with one of the super-groups, like HALST…”
“Christ, Paulie, we’ve been through this. You know I hate that cosmic crap.”
“All I’m saying is, with the kinds of gear those guys have, we could take a lot better care of loose ends like this. How many of those guys have pocket universes just for storing old crap?”
“You’d know better than me, man. Look, I don’t want to be one of those “Avengers Assemble,” let’s-go-save-the-world types. Keeping this city, and the people in it, safe, is enough for me. I didn’t ask for all this, you know.”
“If you hadn’t asked, kid, we wouldn’t be here.”
“Heh. Point. But you know what I mean. I want my life to vaguely resemble something normal.”
“Normal’s an extinct species, kid. Welcome to the future.”
Written by Tao of Steve 09-14-2002 04:04 PM
Like all objects its size, it appeared to move slowly, an ethereal quality attributed to the waving of each individual leaf and towering branch. It was a tree – a grand tree, a World Tree, an ancient oak the height of a skyscraper, its width less than half its height, and its gigantic mass effortlessly belied by its apparent weightlessness. It suspended there, its uprooted form encapsulated in a bubble of planet energy, awaiting the word of the diminished form below. Seeing that it was in place, Geolord extended huge, harmless fingers of green flame from his hands, encircling the globe of life, beginning to guide it toward the landing point, reminded of the power which his more… destructive flames wield, bracing his concentration even further as his eyes took on a verdant glow.
His home in place, the green traveler retired to his inner sanctum to probe this planet more effectively.
The room was a huge, empty chamber, a place where Geolord has perfected the link between himself and whichever planet he chooses to assist… as he floated in its center, waves of energy crackled on the periphery of this small man. Then, suddenly bombarded by the wild energies absorbed and concentrated by the World Tree, he became one with the planet known as Terra-Mars.
Geolord, shaken despite his iron will (powerful enough that no power, not even that of a planet, can overcome him), departed from his base. Taking a gnarled staff offered by the trunk of the World Tree, he wondered at myriad possibilities. “It is as I suspected… something is threatening the survival of this thriving being called Terra-Mars, and I must find what it is.” He began to walk.
Written by Ramz 09-15-2002 12:12 AM
He only saw a glimpse of a figure, it was a man, he could tell that much. He was also covered in blood, mostly the Zergs, some of his own. From what he could see while on top of the Ultralisks back, the man, who was obviously the one who called out to him, and possibly others, was holding his own in the massive swarm rather well. It almost seemed like he had the power of Templar and dark templar alike. He was shooting bolts of lightning akin to psi storms, throwing around hydralisks with mental force, creating images of himself to fool the attackers, and sometimes even fighting hand to hand with them. He was what Nemar strived to be, the perfect Zerg killer. It almost seemed easy for him.... almost.
Nemar knew this man was more powerful than himself, more powerful than anything he's ever seen -and he's seen alot- but he also knew that without his help, the man would very well die. He too would die on this infested planet if he didn't do something fast, he had to make the decision either to leave him behind, and try to hide out somewhere until his D hop belt was at full power, or fight along side him, and probably die...
ahh choices, choices.
Quickly as possible, Nemar rammed one of his blades into the Ultralisks brain. Jumping off while pulling out his pulse cannon, he started to blast a path of dead Zerg to the lone man fighting in the swarm for his life.
Written by Rimfiztrik 09-15-2002 11:16 AM
Rim shredded the connections to the Great Mind once more, and a new wave of incoming monsters shrieked and began tearing into thier fellows, taking more of the pressure off him. The strange newcomer slid off the back of the dying Ultralisk and came to rest next to him, blasting away with his weapon as Rim sowed destruction amongst the creatures. It was obviously some sort of gesture of friendship. The guy didn't quite turn his back, though, and he could sense waryness coming from the soldier's mind, amidst frustration and a sense of impending doom.
The man had a strong psionic signature. Not as strong as Proxy, but impressive. He could sense that massive alterations had be conducted on him, biological and mental changes had altered the man to greatly enhance all his abilities. He felt more like a man-shaped Bioapp than a person, to Rimfiztrik's sense.
He snaked out a tentative telepathic probe, only diverting a small amount of concentration to the task.
So... fancy running into somebody else on planet like this. You come here often?
Written by Ramz 09-15-2002 01:36 PM
Was the only answer Nemar could give before blasting away at the closest Hunter killer. He really has never seen anything like this before in all his battles. He remembered the time when he and his friend Zaratul attacked a Zerg out post in hopes of saving a group of captured Humans and Protoss, but it paled in comparison to this. A closer battle to this one would be the time his friend and mentor died in his arms. They were battling for their lives then like they are now, Zeratul saving him from the clutches of the queen and her minion...
He wasn't sure what this universes Zeratul was like, or if he was even alive, but he was damn sure, if he survived this battle, he'd find out.
Snapping out of his memories, and back to the task at hand, Nemar witnessed something that seemed to pass his notice before. Some of the Zerg were killing each other. Never taking his eyes off the man next to him-his training told him at least that much-he saw him as if he was in another place, doing something else while holding the hoard at bay. "What could he be doing?" Nemar though to himself while using one of his last pulse blast to take out a Hiding Scourge. "Could he be the one causing this massive swarm to turn on themselves.... maybe he knows the location of the overmind?" All these question had to be answered, but now wasn't the time for asking them. The swarm seemed to be getting more and more savage. They became virtually unpredictable to photographic senses. Out of nowhere, one of the Hydrolisks tore threw the ground almost right beneath Nemar, impaling his leg with such ferociousness that he almost ripped it off. He was sure it was one of the high Zerg Hunter killers, judging by the look of it, also the fact that no other hydrolisk could inflict this much damage on him with a single blow.
Grabbing the Hydrolisks upper and lower Jaw with both hands, Nemar pushed with all he could muster, shattering the Hydrolisks jaw. Using the strength born from rage and pain, he picked up the massive beast, ripping off its head and throwing it into a fray of mad zerglings.
Quickly, Nemar focused his power and vanished from all sight. While his wound healed, he had to fight in his cloaked form, dropping his now depleted gun and pulling out both his psi blades, he stealthy killed all he could. His Rage was full on, which meant his strength was at its max also. His new companion seemed to be enjoying himself now, He also seemed to direct his blasts away from Nemar, even in his cloaked for. "I guess he can somehow see me... I've got to learn more about his power, and why he was on this planet..." Using his minimal Telepathy because words would not be heard over the screams of dying Zerg, Nemar tried to contact the man's mind as best he could to ask him questions he needed answering:
"Who are you? And why are you here?"
Written by The Watcher 09-15-2002 08:44 PM 09-15-2002 09:22 PM
Upon reviewing the message he learned that an old acquaintance from Earth, Rimfitztrik, was in trouble. Using his clairsentience to look in on the situation, he saw the opposition Rim and an identified armored man faced. Deciding to lend some aid, he opened a small gate high above the battle and had his systems create a forcefield to keep the air from rushing through it. Now having a window to the fight, he proceeded to take potshots at the creatures with his phaser set on high, disintigrating the creatures which tried to charge the battling duo.
***
Seeing that while his phaser blasts were decimating the creatures, they weren't doing enough to slow the waves headed toward the two, the Watcher decided to take sterner measures.
"Ziggy, I'm going to open several gates to the world I'm currently looking into. I want you to target all the creatures attacking the two humanoids with our external phaser batteries. Oh, and put up permeable fields to keep the atmosphere from rusing through the gates."
"Sure thing. I'm ready to acquire and eliminate targets as soon as the gates are open."
On the surface above the Watcher's hidden lair, several gates formed. Beyond them lay the world of Char, as seen from a high vantage point. Ziggy instantly established the forcefields to keep the Earth's atmosphere from rushing through them, and then began firing powerful phaser blasts down onto the creatures, wiping them out in massive waves.
***
Now that his lair's defense systems were seeing to the creatures, the Watcher thought he'd try contacting Rim and his friend. Turning off his psi-damper, he put opened another gate and got the Helmet of Telepathy he picked up on Faerun out of the closet. Putting it on, he then tried to telepathically contact the two figures he saw through his window sized gate below him.
Rim, it's me Watcher. Long time, no see. What the hell's going on?
***
Sensing unusual opening to elswhere in the skies above, the Overmind of Char tried to send fliers towards the gates. Unfortunately for them, phasers capable of laying waste to cities incinerated any creatures which tried to get through. The strange world beyond the holes in space was denied it.
Written by Nobody 09-15-2002 12:20 PM
*Nobody was sitting on the Bridge of his Correlian Corvette. A small Girl about 10 ran on the bridge.*
"I'm Booooored..."
* nobody looked at her*
"really??"
"YEAH!! There's nobody here to play with..."
*Nobody looked thoughtful.*
"All right, I guess I should do what I've been meaning to do for a while now, and get some people on this ship... T-DOT!"
Yes Sir??
"Set D-Drive, 110 mark 3. Engage!"
Yes SIr.
"Thank you, kindly..."
Your welcome.
Written by Nobody 09-15-2002 01:37 PM
Hmmmm...
*He looked around the lush greenery till he saw what he was looking for. A small child was running around screaming, being chased by a slightly older looking Kid. Nobody smiled and walked up to them.*
Summoner Avery, I presume??
*the older kid started, then looked at Nobody and nodded.*
How would you like to come with me on the grandest adventure of your lifetime?? A journey amongst the stars...
*the kid looked up at him skeptically.*
"Riiiiiiiiiiight... Just fly amongst the stars?? What, on the back of Ifrit??"
Well, no... Actually, that ship over there is more than capable... Plus I have a much Bigger ship in orbit... *sigh* I also know a master Summoner... He could probably each you how to get a bunch of REALLy powerful summons...
"Like MAUDIN?? or *gasp* GOLEM?!"
*Nobody grins*
Nope, Like BAHUAMET!
*Avery's jaw drops. The smaller kid runs up behind him and tackles him*
"I wanna go on the Star-boat Avery, Iwanna go!! I wanna go!!"
"All right, All right..."
*avery grumbles pushing the little boy off of him.*
"I would be Honored to join your Quest, Sir."
Written by Nobody 09-15-2002 02:01 PM
"HEY!"
* Nobvody waved to her. Her enthusiasm was contagous. As the two new recruits stepped of the ship, she stared.*
"Hello!! How are you?? Heeeey, you got pointy ears, just like Mr. Cube..."
*she pokes Avery's ear.*
Now, now... It's not polite to poke people... They're Elves...
"Sorry..."
Why don't you show Avery and his little brother, Timulty around, OK?
"YEAAAAAH! Cummon!" *she squealed, dragging Avery off by an Arm.*
*Nobody grinned, and headed back towards the bridge.*
* once on the bridge the orders are given, and the ship slips silently off into another dimension. This one is close, in a reltive manner of speaking, and thus in a short time, Nobody is planetside once more...*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-15-2002 07:44 PM
White Haired Man: Greetings stranger, and welcome to our temple. I am called Goenitz, and these are my associates Vice *dark haired one nods* and Mature *another nod from the light haired one*. Tell me, who are you and what brings you to this place?
Blond Man: *gives a slight bow* My name is Rugal Bernstein, and I’ve come here following rumors of a great power resting here... The power of Orochi.
Vice and Mature narrow their eyes at this, Goenitz only nods slightly.
Rugal: This power must be mine, and I’ll do what ever it takes to insure that it is.
Goenitz: I see... And who would this be, your daughter?
Rugal: What?
Rugal whirls around to find Nemo standing there, smiling and waving.
Nemo: Hi!
Rugal: Who are you? How did you get past my men?
Nemo: My name is Nemo and I’m also here about the Orochi power! As for your men... Well I killed them of course!
Rugal: *eyes widen a little* You’re not serious...
Nemo: Yep! One quick flash and it was all over...
Vice: *stepping forward angrily* Enough of this! You are both intruding here, no mortal can ever possess the power of Orochi! Master Goenitz, please allow me to dispose of these vermin.
Goenitz: Now Vice don’t be rude to our guests. After all they came all this way, and granting some extraordinary human a portion of the Orochi power would make for an interesting experiment, provided they survived it of course. *to Rugal and Nemo* The two of you will now battle each other for the Orochi’s amusement... to the death. Then... I’ll consider your requests.
Written by Rimfiztrik 09-16-2002 10:28 AM
There was a distinct pause in Rimfiztrik's thought-message to Nemar as a doorway appeared far overhead. Rim could feel space warped tremendously: the gateway's other side wasn't even in this universe.
It was in Prime Earth's solar system.
NO! he shouted mentally, shattering the psionic landscape in the area with his telepathic outburst. The monsters twitched visibly and staggered in thier assaults. The large-headed figure far overhead, firing through the gateway with a hand weapon, didn't seem to notice.
As he watched, more doorways appeared, and capital-ship weapons came through, covering the landscape in plasma, vaporizing the swarm of beasts.
Apparently they couldn't locate the other man while he was cloaked, however, because thier field of fire only allowed for a small zone of safety around Rimfiztrik, not around the other man. With a gesture, he telekinetically snagged the invisible figure, yanking him to the ground next to himself, putting him within the safe-zone.
A cloud of superheated dust and gas was rising, obscuring the entire area from all visible senses. He no longer senses any of the creatures near here, though he still felt billions of them on this world, many of those heading this way. More frightening still, though, was the fact that he knew the great mind which linked all these beasts had seen the gateways.
It now knew the Astral pathway to take to reach Prime Earth. A world full of superhumans, including telepaths. He felt it's desire, distant though it was. He felt that desire spread among the trillions of the creatures, through distant systems, out of his sensing range.
As the dust cloud began to thin out, he saw now that it was Watcher, whom he hadn't seen for many years. He peered down at them curiously, probably wondering why they weren't a bit more ecstatic at having thier lives saved.
Written by Ramz 09-17-2002 09:16 AM
Before he could finish his sentence, everything suddenly went to chaos. Portals of unknown origin started to appear all around them, blasting at everything in their path. They seemed to be avoiding Rimfiztrik, but he wasn't so lucky. His cloaking was somehow leaving this new helper blind to his presence, but almost immediately, he was yanked up telekinetically by Rimfiztrik, and placed at his side, shielded from the blasts. When the dusts settled, a telepathic scream, like the one he hear earlier, only louder rang in Nemar's mind. The word 'NO! was all that was said from his new companion, but Nemar had no idea why? With the Zerg all but dead in this area, (he was sure there many more) and their lives saved, he assumed that Rim would be happy that this new comer has saved their lives...
I guess he'd have to wait and see what the outcome of this meeting would bring.
Written by FBH 09-16-2002 12:53 PM
he mutters a spell and appears in a comfortable looking office corridor.
"god, I would have thought they would take some precautions against telportation must have had a budget cut..."
he walks along the corridor and steps into one of the offices inside a man is siting at a desk reading a report.
"uh-hum'
"huh" the man looks up. " who the hell are you and how did you get Into my office"
"You can call me the lizard. i'm here to tell you of the greatest threat to the security of your nation ever. and kill you if your part of it. No don't bother with the alarm I deactivated it as soon as I got here."
"all right. you appear to have me at your mercy. so talk" the director of the CIA said......
Written by The Watcher 09-16-2002 01:28 PM
*Searches files with remote implant to try to indentify the intruder while listening to him*
Written by Ramz 09-16-2002 08:37 PM
"Hey guys long time no see! What's been going on without me? Probably been uneventful since my Halst emergency belt hasn't went off for god knows how long... anyhoo, KK, you wanna make me some of that patented 'Kraft dinner' meal your butler ass is always bragging about?"
With that said, Ramz went to take a quick shower which was probably needed judging by the look on everyone’s face, and a quick nap.
"You guys wont believe what I've been through this past year...."
Written by Jessie
"AAHHHHHH!" he could hear Ramz yell out, as the hot water was cut off from the rest of the compound.
Chuckling, KK made his way back to the kitchen, but not before calling out, "And it's called Mac & Cheese! Oh, hey - I'm gonna have to use shells, finished the elbow macaroni last week." Yep... he never could pass us a chance to cook - especially when it'd be appreciated.
He poured two entire bags of small shell pasta into a pot of already boiling water; it's essential for any cook to have a faucet that instantly gives boiling water, waiting for several liters to come to a boil seems almost idiotic when you've got very large stomachs to feed.
He pulled out his ingredients from his pantry (and fridge), things no one, no matter how hungry, no matter how good of a friend, were allowed to touch. A tub of butter, churned every few days; milk, freshly pasteurized, but not homogenized; and his cheese... his last slice of Gouda, a wheel of expensive Parma Parmesan, a cut of Jarlsberg, and a good English Cheddar. Krisp took a small taste of each, savoring the distinct flavors each cheese held.
What a freak.
He took an extra moment to think. One cannot satiate oneself on cheesy goodness alone. 'Sides, we've got the metabolism to eat whatever we want.
"Tater tots, coming up!"
Beer too! Nice, Belgian beer.....
Written by Jessie 09-17-2002 09:37 AM
Jason Bathas checked his watch, activating the receiver to accept the silent message which had been passed through dimensions, in order to locate others. Truthfully, he was the secretive person known as "Mr. X" to a black organization known as The Company, but his hidden persona as Jason allowed him a charmed life to slip into whenever he wished.
It was always so easy to assume this undisclosed existance. It helped keep Ericka safe for years, as well as his family who wished a peaceful life. He lived well as an entrepeneur, owning various restaurants and a hotel on San Diego's beaches.
He eyed the invitation from the "CBY" again. Fortunately, the invitation was only a general alert. Thus he needn't take action, today - he was always unappreciative of those trying to pry into his personal life, whether stranger or whatever passed for a friend.
I suppose I'll be attending a party, then.
But who to be......... Taking a moment to muse, 'Jason' tapped his fingers against his countertop. Every once in a while, he chuckled at the combinations of profiles & names he could come up with for himself. One thing was certain, though. He would not come as his real self.
He never did, after all.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-16-2002 03:01 PM
Rugal: You’re going to regret interfering with my destiny kid.
Nemo: *giggles* Finally, I was getting so bored here!
Goenitz: Begin!
Nemo’s eyes flash and Rugal leaps backwards at the same instant flames scorch the ground where he was standing. He counters with his Reppuken technique, which speeds along the ground toward it’s target. Nemo jumps over the blast, and comes straight into the path of Rugal’s Genocide Cutter kick. Teleporting to safety behind him, she throws more flames at Rugal as he lands, but he’s prepared this time and uses his Dark Barrier, causing a green shield of energy to reflect them back at Nemo. Her eyes widen as she teleports again, not noticing Rugal’s smirk as he anticipates her next location.
Rugal: Kaiser Wave!
The huge blast slams into Nemo as she reappears, knocking her backwards to the ground. As she’s still struggling to get up, Rugal rushes toward her with his God Press technique, grabbing her by the throat and slamming her into the far wall with bone breaking force before she can let out more than a choked gasp.
Rugal: You’ll make a fine addition to my collection girl... *he then notices her smiling at him even as he chokes her* What?
Nemo grabs Rugal’s hand, sending flames up his arm which burst to life around his entire upper body. He cries out in pain, dropping Nemo as he staggers backwards, using his ki to suppress the flames. He raises his arms just in time to block the next fireball.
Rugal: *staring hatefully at Nemo, his clothes blackened and charred* You little insect! No one does that to me!
Nemo: I think it’s kind of an improvement...
Rugal: It’s time to end this. I’ll kill you and take your powers for myself! RUGAL EXECUTION!!!
Rugal flashes forward, his outstretched hand glowing with green energy as he grabs for her, even as she teleports to the other side of the room. He stops short in front of the wall and starts to turn around, too late.
Nemo: *cute smile* Die.
A conflagration of flame explodes into the wall where Rugal was standing in a flash of light and heat. When it dies down all that remains of the the Modern Pirate is a black stain on the floor.
Goenitz: *walking toward Nemo and clapping softly* Very impressive young one. You have great power, and your hair nicely matches the Orochi flames.
Nemo: *looking tired and drained* Thank you Sir...
In one swift motion Goenitz reaches out and grabs Nemo by the head, his form charged with violet light. Nemo screams in pain as her right eye explodes in a blast of purple fire, which travels around her entire body. She collapses to the ground, still glowing softly as Goenitz lets go of her.
Goenitz: Oh good, you’re still alive. *noticing her already healing eye as she looks up at him* And I see that you can regenerate as well. You’re certainly no ordinary mortal. In fact, I believe you may be very useful to us young one, very useful indeed...
Nemo: Huh?
Written by Lord Darkwolf 09-16-2002 07:42 PM
'I don't like it .'
* The overly tall man looked down at his two small companions and chuckled a bit *
Tall guy : What Gryphon ? The paint job ? We'll get around to it to be sure ..
*WDF Admiral Benjamin D. "Gryphon" Hutchins scowled up at his large friend . *
Gryphon : That's not what I meant Hammer. I meant the whole deal . Something doesn't feel right about IT . Remind me why we are doing this again ?
* IT was across from the viewing port which they stood in the Planitia's ship building facilities .... an almost fully completed Super Demensional Fortress. On it's designation registry was the black print SDF-27. Gryphon continued to scowl at it . The two other men , WDF Fleet Admiral Brian D. "Megazone" Bikowicz and Martin "PCHammer" Rose,tried to calm thier surly friend . *
Zoner : The council agreed Ben . Heck you were there agreeing with them .
Gryphon : And you listened to me ? I was still frustrated by the whole "Darkwolf" incident .
PCHammer: We all were Ben ...which is why this ship is being built. After Edison , the other Zoner and Gryphon, Legion, and Doc's little surprises...... we were well aware of multiple universes out there. And when finally Darkwolf and his bounty Rengal showed up and wreaked havok across the Sphere in thier following fight ....we became more aware that there are large forces travelling between them ... some with lots and lots of powerful ships. The Federation feels insecure so it wants to get out there and make contact ... with a bit of protection . Thus the comissioning of a Transdemensional capable SDF filled with some of the best tech the Federation has to offer along with the goodies we scanned from Ed's ship .
Gryphon : I know , I know I heard all the theories and pitches .. I still don't like it ...
Zoner : Why ?
Gryphon : I don't know but when I look out at it I get a very bad feeling .
*With that the three fall silent as the continuing construction of the ship *
Written by The Watcher 09-17-2002 12:26 PM
Then he felt it via the helmet. The incredible desire to spread and assimilate all life, everywhere. He felt the Great Mind of the world bear down on him, attempting to use the Helm upon his brow as a conduit to bring him under its control.
ALL MUST BE ONE. ONE MUST BE ALL. OPEN THE WAY. MERGE WITH THE ONE.
The Watcher had never felt such a powerful force, such strongly felt desires, bear down on him. Others might have been overwhelmed by such an onslaught. It was only through his Will, tempered and finely honed during his stint with the Avengers, coupled with the innate Immutability of his mind, which allowed The Watcher to resist the incredible mental might behind such imperatives. Thankfully, those were enough to allow himself to hold onto his identity in the face the Great Mind's mental assualt.
"I...DON'T...THINK...SO!"
Casting off his Helm, the Watcher broke the conduit which gave the Great Mind such a direct and immediate channel to his mind. Immediately, he felt the intense pressure lift, and the imperatives of the Great Mind became easily ignored. Now all he had to do is contact Rim another way and find out what needed to be done.
Written by Yeoman 09-17-2002 06:18 PM
Catle Wulfenbach:
CBY, GIR, and Brainaic 5 step through a gate.
CBY: Okay start scanning for him.
B5: Hmmm... Intresting. Very admirable applications of simply barbaric technology levels...
CBY: Yes, yes, but did you find him.
B5: Of course, the target is behind you.
CBY turned around to find a white cat looking up at him.
CBY: Krosp, I take it? I belive I have an offer for you...
The cat stood up on it's hind legs, and sceptically asked: What kind of offer?
CBY: Why, leader of the ground forces for an entire world. I'm aware of your talents, and could use a...being like yourself. You'd also get the respect you deserve, and you'd be off Castle Wulfenbach. What do you say?
Written by Tao of Steve 09-17-2002 06:22 PM
"HEYEVERYBODYTHERESAPARTYGOINGONRIGHTHEREONTERRAMARSWHYDONTYOUCOMEANDJOININONTHEFESTIVITIESFOODENTERTAINMENTDANCINGANDMAGICABOUND...HEYEVERYBODYTHERESAPARTYGOINGONRIGHTHERE..."
His curiosity piqued - he hadn't been to a party since that blowout at the Bijou in New Orleans twelve years ago. At the prospect of drink, dance, and romance, Geolord's pipe glowed with a robust verdant hue.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-17-2002 08:08 PM
Nemo: I like this new Orochi fire, it’s pretty.
Goenitz: That it is... *takes a sip of tea* Do you know what we’re trying to accomplish here Nemo?
Nemo: *nods, still looking at the fire* You’re trying to wake up that Orochi thing so it can kill all the humans on this planet.
Goenitz: *curiously* This doesn’t bother you?
Nemo: *shrugs* Why should it? I don’t have any friends on this world.
Goenitz: This world?
Nemo: Yeah this isn’t my world, I’m just visiting here.
Goenitz: *staring at her intently* Tell me more...
Written by FBH 09-17-2002 01:13 PM
(FBHLW pulls out a small video slate and hands it over the desk)
(it shows the tape of necrobe in eastern europe.)
"considering that according to the UNSBC necrobe is dead I wonder if the fact that she's wandering around eastern europe lends my story some credibility?"
(FBHLW had noticed the man emailing through his armour built in effector (which was decidedly second rate and bought of the back of a star ship but still way ahead of most people tech) but had decided to let him carry on as it would no doubt reassure him to know that he could call help when he wanted.
It wasn't as If any one in the building could stop him any way.)
Written by The Watcher 09-17-2002 03:58 PM
*Tells security to not yet interrupt via implant*
"What you have here is certainly intriguing. Our people haven't come across surviellance info placing her in Romania before. However, alone it's not enough to prove your assertions. There's no telling how old this video is. We need some means of verifying that this was recently taken, or at least corrobative evidence proving she's still at large. Do you have such evidence?"
Written by FBH 09-18-2002 06:01 AM
"also I would point to the number of suspicious deaths in that city recently. including I believe the police reports of a super matching Necrobe's description."
Written by The Watcher 09-18-2002 08:09 PM
We'll defintely be looking into such reports. If what you say is true, one of the most dangerous threats the world has ever known is alive and free. It would be in everyone's best interest if she were neutralized. Do youi have any leads to her current whereabouts?
Written by The Real Nemo 09-18-2002 04:06 PM
Nemo: So what do you think? Is it a deal?
Goenitz: *musing* Suppose I teach you this technique, what guarantee do I have that you will return with what you promise?
Nemo: *shrugs* Why wouldn’t I come back? If I didn’t I’d miss out on all the fun of seeing the Orochi wake up and kill everybody. Plus he might want to give me a reward helping him and all.
Goenitz seems to search her face for a moment and then laughs.
Goenitz: You are an extraordinary child young one. Very well, you have yourself a bargain.
Nemo: *cute smile* You won’t be disappointed.
Written by Lord Darkwolf 09-18-2002 04:52 PM
Lev : Is there a problem sir ?
* The merc force was standing in the portal room . Several men and women in black jumpsuits were leaning against the wall watching quietly . Yume ,Hishima,and Lev were standing with Jacob . Jacob continues to stare at the ceiling a frown upon his lips ....after a moment he focused on the group . *
Jacob : * eyes flasing ice cold * It 's nothing ..... does everyone has thier instructions ?
Lev : Yes sir we are ready .....
Jacob : Good . Follow my instructions to the letter and there is a good chance you will come back alive .... By the numbers no mistakes you get me ?
Merc Force : WE GET YOU SIR !!
Jacob : Very well apes ......... commence Operation Eve .
*Several portals snap online and Troopers quickly file through them with praticed ease ... Yume attends one group vanishing , The black jumpsuits go through another ... finally Jacob himself steps through the one in front of him . *
Written by The Real Nemo 09-18-2002 07:40 PM
Nemo: Are you sure this is going to work?
Goenitz: The Orochi thrives on the kind of energy you described. As long as you can get her in a vulnerable position, taking it should be a simple matter.
Nemo nods and teleports away.
Written by Pellcia 09-19-2002 01:37 PM
Pellcia: Well, almost finished. Heck, I can't belive I'm actually moving HERE. The Tenchi-verse. Well, can't be as bad as it sounds.
Pellcia stopped and looked over to Ishtar who was playing around the empty boxes.
Pellcia: Oh, how cute! She's already got my friendly attitude..........Just hope she doesn't get my horrable inability to tell the truth.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 01:41 PM
Nemo: Hi Onee-sama! *gives her a hug* Did you miss me?
Written by Pellcia 09-19-2002 01:44 PM
Well, Now that you're here I finally have somebody to help with these boxes....that's if you don't mind.
*Pellcia turns and trys to lift one of the bigger boxes*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 01:50 PM
The moment her back is turned, Nemo leaps into the air and slams both hands into the back of Miss Pellcia’s head with all her Orochi enhanced strength. Pellcia lets out a short cry as she collapses to the ground stunned.
Nemo: Ohhh, that looks like it hurt “Onee-sama”!
She kneels down and grabs onto Miss Pellcia’s head, who’s body starts to glow with a soft green light. The light travels up Nemo’s arms, where it is seemingly consumed by the purple flames now surrounding her.
Nemo: As if any big sister of mine could be so pathetic! I can’t believe you let a baka like Mr. Chaos Bringer bully you out of everything you ever worked for! That doesn’t sound like something that would happen to the “number one genius villainess in the multiverse” now does it?
The purple fires around Nemo start to grow stronger, and though her body is resisting physical change, purple wings of spiritual energy start to emerge from her back. If there is any pain she gives no sign of it.
Nemo: The strong replace the weak Onee-sama. I’m a lot smarter than I let on you know, I’ve done my homework since I started working for you. A long time ago Dread Warlord FBH used to work for The Temptress, just like you used to work for him. And now, it’s my time to shine!
As the green glow starts to fade she hurls Pellcia across the room, sending her crashing into the far wall.
Nemo: *eyes sparkling* I’m going to be famous! All over the multiverse people are going to be talking about the cute little ravager of worlds! *giggles* It’s going to be so much fun, I can’t wait!
She then notices the already apparently six years old Ishtar staring at her from behind some boxes.
Ishtar: What have you done to my Mommy!
Nemo: Imouto-chan? Is that you? *teleports over to her* You’ve grown so much!
Nemo grabs onto Ishtar’s head, causing her to pass out in a flash of purple light.
Nemo: Come with me Imouto-chan! You’re not going to want to miss this, it’s going to be so cool!
She teleports away, with Ishtar in tow.
Written by Pellcia 09-19-2002 01:57 PM
Pellcia: I can't belive this! That rotten little scamp! How could she call me weak!
She bite her lip and stared ahead in hate.
Pellcia: That little girl's going to have to be taught a lesson.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 02:43 PM
Goenitz: Ah good, I see that you’ve returned. *notices Ishtar* Who is this now?
Nemo: This is my sweet little Imouto-chan! She’s kind of cute don’t you think? Not as cute as me of course but...
Goenitz: *impatiently* Yes of course... *he motions to Vice and Mature, who take the child away* Did you get the energy?
Nemo: *holds up a hand glowing with power* It was easy, pure undiluted planetary power, also known as Mako energy. Onee-sama really didn’t deserve it anymore anyway.
Goenitz: Excellent, at long last the Orochi will awaken. The humans will soon pay dearly for all they have done to this planet.
Nemo: *cute smile* No, I don’t think so.
Goenitz: What?
Nemo: I think it would be much more fun if I just used my new power to kill you and take all the Orochi power for myself!
Goenitz: *stares at her incredulously for a moment, then begins to laugh* You can’t be serious. I am Kamikaze no Goenitz, Heavenly King of the great Orochi-sama. You don’t have anywhere near enough power to harm me.
Nemo: Wow, that’s a really neat title! I wonder what I should call myself? How about “Orochi no Tenshi”?
Goenitz: Presumptuous brat! How dare you!
In a rage he hurls two vacuum blades at Nemo, who teleports to the side and throws a blast of her own at him. Goenitz grins and surprises Nemo by teleporting himself, appearing right in front of her and kicking her in the side, sending her sprawling across the room. Still smiling, he makes a large tornado roar into life where she lands, which scoops her up as the winds tear through the temple.
Goenitz: Deluded little fool. *suddenly the winds start to die down* Impossible!
Nemo is in the center of the tornado glowing brightly, two wings of purple fire emerging from her back. The winds die down completely as she hovers gently to the ground.
Nemo: My turn.
Goenitz charges towards her and throws a punch, but Nemo catches it with one hand as she slams the other into his stomach with incredible force. As he doubles over in pain, Nemo floats up and kicks him in the face, launching him across the temple until he crashes headfirst through one of the the walls. As she starts to approach him, giggling softly, Goenitz struggles to his feet and throws a ball of power at her, which she bats away absently.
Nemo: Yep! “Orochi no Tenshi” really does suit me doesn’t it?
She teleports onto his shoulders and grabs onto his head, twisting his neck all the way around with a sickening crack. He slumps to the ground lifelessly as Nemo jumps off and reaches down for his face, draining away the last of his ki.
Nemo: Hmph, I was getting so sick of you! Now the real fun can finally begin!
Written by The MunchKING 09-19-2002 02:45 PMor
WHAT did I tell you about going around killing people??
* as she whirls around she sees the MunchKING looming over her...*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 02:56 PM
Written by The MunchKING 09-19-2002 02:58 PM
And what happened to Miss Pricilla and her kid??
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 03:02 PM
Written by The MunchKING 09-19-2002 03:04 PM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 03:06 PM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 03:08 PM
How Irresponsable of you...
*he turns as if to leave*
Oh, yes...
And what about The MAKO?? I think I best take that, so you don't HURT some one... or yourself...
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 03:18 PM
*Vice and Mature run into the room in an instant*
Nemo: Nemo look what he did! He killed that Kamikaze guy!
Vice: *noticing the body* You bastard! Die!
She and Mature charge MunchKING, while Nemo gives a little wave and teleports into a room at the other end of the temple. She rushes toward the eight headed statue in the middle of the room and grabs onto it. Violet flames flare up around the statue, as Nemo begins to draw the power into herself.
Written by The MunchKING 09-19-2002 03:21 PM
Going somewhere??? *he picks her up by the collar and YANKS her away from the statue...*
Sheesh... Did you REALLY think they would slow me down?? I can port too...
So... Are you going to come long with me like a good girl? Or am I going to have to HAUL you in??
*munchKING gives Nemo a Shake*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-19-2002 04:42 PM 09-19-2002 07:36 PM
Why are you being so mean to me? I haven't done anything wrong! Just let me go! How did you know I was here anyway?
Nemo searched MunchKING’s face but found only stone there.
Nemo: Meanie...
Suddenly, her body burst into purple flame, momentarily knocking MunchKING off balance and causing him to lose his grip on Nemo. She charged full speed at the statue, her spiritual wings opening in a blaze of light. The Orochi statue also started to glow with violet energy, it’s eight heads seemingly ready to devour her.
Nemo: Listen up you stupid, ugly excuse for a god! When I say give me power, it means GIVE ME POWER!!!!!!!
With that she collided headlong into the statue, causing the energy to flare up violently. It grew brighter and brighter until it exploded in a blaze of Orochi flame, rocking the temple, and causing the entire building to begin to collapse.
... And when the smoke cleared, Nemo and Ishtar were nowhere to be found!
Written by The MunchKING 09-20-2002 02:00 PM
"Hell of an FMV..." He muttered as he stood up. "SHE's going to be a boss... I can tell..."
Written by The Real Nemo
Mature: Orochi-sama!
Vice: Argh, what are we going to do now?
Mature: We're going to have to tell the other Heavenly Kings about this...
Written by The Watcher 09-19-2002 03:26 PM
| FBH, quote: the video was take in Prague. she shouldn't be to difficult to track down again. |
Good. We should be able to find her. As for you, if you let me talk with my people I'll provide you with a way to contact us if you have any further information to impart. You got lucky this time. Your unconventional entrance wouldn't have worked if you had tried it at any other time. You need a less intrusive and traceable way of getting in touch with us.
*Gestures to phone on desk, and looks to "The Lizard" as if asking for permission*
Written by FBH 09-20-2002 09:10 AM
then he raises his head.
"hang on a sec shes moving....."
Written by The Great Gumbo 09-19-2002 04:36 PM
A man grabs the hand of Necrobe walks her through a shimmering opening in reality.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-20-2002 01:32 PM
Nemo: I don’t see what Mr. Munchy’s problem is. So I took a little Mako power from Pellcia onee-sama. It’s not like she was doing anything with it.
Ishtar: I...
Nemo: Exactly! Some people can be so rude! Hey, have you gotten older since I saw you last?
Ishtar: Well...
Nemo: I hear you’re going to age really fast 'til your like seventeen. That’s kind of neat. Now me, I stopped aging at ten, and I think it may have warped my fragile little mind! *giggles*
Ishtar: Um...
Nemo: Not that I’m complaining or anything. I love never having to grow up, it's the best thing that ever happened to me! Hey why do you look so upset Imouto-chan? Come on cheer up! I'm going to take you to see a really famous music group soon you know!
Ishtar: ...
Nemo: *purple flames flare up around her* It’s about time CYS met their new manager...
Written by Nobody 09-21-2002 12:42 PM
"Ummmm, Hello? I'm looking for... Roger??"
*The boots waggled as a voice came up from under the ship*
"Hang on... I Juuuuuuust about got it..."
"Say can you hand me that wrench??"
* nobody looks around, and hands a wrench to the grimey hand that extended from under the Ship*
"Thaaaank YOU!"
*Theres some banging sound then scilece. after a moment there was a sudden clang! and the ship rose into the air, the giant balloon on the top filling, and the propellers started whirling.*
"THAT worked..."
*the voice said, now clearly distinguishable as a tall lanky elf, that, If Human would probably be is his early 20's...*
"Now!! How may I help you??"
* Nobody nodded and gestured at the Airship.*
"It looks nice... What's it run on??"
"THAT?? The voice said, Brimming with pride. That's my greatest invention to date!! took over 10 years to design and build... And THAT was with help from the ancients ruins... It's simply AMAZING!!
"And the secret is, is runs on variances in the space-time continum!! It's GENIUS! it should work ANYWHERE, and has a reasonable amount of Magic res..."
* A red light flashs, and a alarm goes off...*
"Ohhh D***!! Which is it this time?? those Moogles?? Or the Stupid pirates??"
* the Elf runs up some stairs and glares out a Window.*
"Hmmmmph Moogles..."
*he turns around, runs back down, and grabs Nobody.*
"Come on... I can't leave you HERE... Everytime they find out where I'm working they come around to torch the place... I thought I had them stumped this time... 10 YEARS!! Sheesh... Oh well You coming??"
* he grabs a remote, and pushs a button. A long gangplank extends from the door that opens in the side of the Airship. Just then the building shakes.*
"The Pirates TOO?! Dang, My luck musta REALLY run out... We'll get out on this..."
*Nobody and him rushed up the Gang plank. once Everyone was inside, the Door closed and Roger rushed to the control room. Nobody followed.*
"ALRIGHT! let's see if this Airship was worth the R&D!!
"I'm going to HATE leaving that library behind... Although I moved alot of the Pricless books on here..."
*There was a whir as the Airship lifted up Higher, and rushed towards the far wall. Roger jabbed a button on the remote, and the far wall swang up, giving them Just enough room to fly out...
Nobody looked over the side. There WERE pirates in a nearby Harbor shelling the builing with what appeared to be ordinary Cannons. And on the opposite side, some Moogles appeared to be hitting the door Nobody had seen with a Battering ram.*
"Not very popular are you??"
"Well, it all started with some misadventures in my youth... Now THOSE were some creepy things..."
Written by Nobody
"Hmmmm?? Well, I just finished THIS project... What didja need??"
"Why don't you come with me and I'll show you..."
"Ok..."
*Nobody waves his hands, and the Airship appears in the Hangar of his Correlian Corvette.*
"I need a good Engineer around the place. Think your up to the job??"
*The elf looks around in awe.* Wooooooooooow...
"Of course, I have The appropriate technical Data avadable..."
"It would be an honor!! WOW!!"
*Roger disembarked the Airship, and wandered around the Corvette.*
"This is simply AMAZING!!"
Written by Pellcia 09-21-2002 05:12 PM
Vice and Mature spin around to see a Blue haired girl with a large red metel device in her hands.
Pellcia: I belive a girl named Nemo was here a few moments ago. I was wondering which way she went.
Vice: You mean that horrable little girl that destoryed the temple! I don't know where she went!
Pellcia: Really, that's too bad.
Suddenly Pellcia lifts the red laser chaingun and let's fly with severl thousand rounds, lripping Vices body to pieces.
Pellcia: How about you? *She point her gun at Mature and blasts her leg. She falls to the ground in pain*
Mature: Grrr.... She went that way. *She points off in the distance*
Pellcia: *sigh* Now I know that's a lie. Really Mature of of you. *She laughs at how stupid the joke was*
Mature: But how do you know?
Pellca: Because I already know where she is. I just wanted a excuse to kill the both of you.
Mature: You! Die!!
Mature makes a grab from her leg but Pellcia flips out of her range, pulls out a PIC in mid air and fires several bursts of energy. Her body vaporised into nothingness.
Pellcia: *sigh* Such losers.
*Pellcia teleports away*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-21-2002 06:41 PM
Nemo: That’s strange. I was sure that Vice and Mature were on their way here... *shakes her head* Whatever, we don’t need them anyway do we Imouto-chan?
She knocks on the door, and a moment later a teenage boy with brown hair and blue and white clothes answers.
Boy: Can I help you?
Nemo: KAWAII!!! *glomps onto the boy*
Boy: ARGH!!!
The boy stagers back into the room, with Nemo still gripping tightly. They are soon joined by a large man with white hair dressed in red and white, and a girl with red hair dressed in pink.
Girl: Chris who *is* this?
Chris: Get her off me! Get her off me!
Man: Great, another obsessive fan. *pries Nemo off of Chris* Who are you little girl? And how did you know we were here?
Nemo: Um, you guys are CYS right?
Man: That’s us. I’m Yashiro, this is Shermie, and you’ve already met Chris. Now what do you want, an autograph?
Nemo: Well not really, but my Imouto-chan over there might. *motions Ishtar to come in, which she does silently* Actually, I’m here to tell you that Mr. Kamikaze is dead.
Chris: *catching his breath* Mr. Kamikaze? Are you talking about Goenitz?
Nemo: Yep, that’s him! He was killed by this really mean guy with a huuugggeee sword named Mr. Munchy!
Shermie: *sweatdrops* Mr. Munchy?
Yashiro: Wait a minute here! Just who are you, and how do you know Goenitz?
Nemo: Well see, I’m kind of his replacement. You can call me Orochi no Tenshi! Or just Nemo for short.
Yashiro: *looks at her skeptically* You’re a Heavenly King?
Nemo: Well sort of. *holds up a hand burning with Orochi fire* I was chosen to take care of all the Orochi power that Mr. Kamikaze woke up so that Mr. Munchy couldn’t get to it. He’s a great enemy of the Orochi you see. He destroyed the whole temple and everything.
Chris: *eyes wide* Really?
Shermie: Hey, how do we know you’re telling us the truth about this?
Nemo: I know you can sense how much Orochi power I have in me. How else could a human get so much of it, let alone survive it?
Chris: She’s got a point...
Nemo: *cute smile* It’s in your blood to serve the Orochi. Do what I say and not only will the Orochi wake up, but it’ll also be so powerful that nothing will ever be able to stop it again!
Yashiro: *narrows eyes* We’re listening...
Written by The Real Nemo 09-22-2002 08:22 PM
Secretary: Mr. Howard, you have a call coming in from Tokyo, Japan.
Geese: Send it through. *picks up the receiver*
Voice: Greetings Mr. Howard, I’m calling on behalf of my employer who has a business proposition she would like for me to discuss with you.
Geese: I see. And just who is your employer?
Voice: My employer wishes to remain anonymous at this time. However, she would like to request your assistance in cosponsoring a martial arts tournament she will be hosting here in Japan later this year.
Geese: And what reason would I have for aiding this “employer” whom I’ve never even met, who refuses even to give me her name?
Voice: My employer understands that you have an interest in collecting a certain set of Sacred Scrolls, that you, in fact, only need one final scroll to complete the set.
Geese: *sharply* How could you know about that?
Voice: My employer has her methods Mr. Howard. Recently my employer and her associates were able to track down and apprehend the man who was in possession of this final scroll, a certain Mr. Ryuji Yamazaki. It is currently resting safely in her possession.
Geese: So in return for helping her to sponsor this tournament, your employer proposes to deliver me this scroll, is that it?
Voice: Precisely Mr. Howard. Also, my employer would like to give you her personal assurances that a certain Mr. Terry Bogard will be attending this tournament.
Geese: *pauses for a moment then laughs* All right, you’ve caught my interest, but I’d like to meet with your employer personally to discuss the details of this arrangement.
Voice: *pause* That would be acceptable. However, my employer wishes for the meeting to take place here in Japan.
Geese: That’s fine, just give me the address...
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 07:25 AM
Pellcia: Hello Mr.Horward. Nice day were having isn't it.
Geese: W-Who are you?
Pellcia: Pellcia's the name, I'm the greatest Genius in the mulitverse! *smiles*
Geese: An just what do you want?
Pellcia: Well, for starters I shall be making you my slave.
Geese: And how may I ask ar you going to do that?
Pellcia: I already have, you just don't notice.
Geese: Huh?
Pellcia: Dance like a chicken!
*Geese begins to dance around the room like a chicken, unable to control himself*
Pellcia: See!
Geese: *sigh*
Pellcia: Now theres no need to get upset. I plan on helping you in the long run as long as you help me.
Geese: Hmm.....Continue.
Pellcia: I need you to act as my spy at the tournment. In return I can get you magic scroll easily.
geese: Fine, I guess I have no choice.
Pellcia: Great, now let's get you set up.
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 10:12 AM
Three words:
Where is Rune?
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 10:47 AM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-22-2002 11:13 PM
Nemo: *squinting at the scroll* Great... *rolls it up and puts it on a desk* I don’t get what he wants with the stupid thing anyway...
Chris: What should we do with Yamazaki?
Nemo: *shrug* Bring him in here.
Chris leaves the room and returns a moment later with Yashiro, escorting a bound and badly bruised Yamazaki.
Nemo: You’re a really tough guy to find, you know that Mr. Yama? *cute smile* Were you hiding from us?
Yamazaki: You little freak! I’ll kill you!
Nemo: So rude! *nods to Yashiro and Chris* Let him go.
The moment they release him, Yamazaki flexes him muscles and tears free of the bonds, lunging for Nemo’s throat. He never reaches her however, because in that second Nemo smiles a little wider and there is a flash of purple fire. Yamazaki’s body is consumed in an instant, collapsing to the ground and quickly crumbling to ash.
Nemo: *kneels down and draws a smiley face in the ashes* There! You’re not so rude now are you? *collapses in a fit of giggles*
Chris: Um, maybe you'd better let us handle the meeting with Mr. Howard tomorrow...
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 10:49 AM
Sorry, try that again...
Where is NEMO? You know, cute girl, out to burn people in flamy crisps..
Rune?? I meant Nemo... Arrgh... Not NOW!! I can't be getting steriotypical NOW!! I've got to much to do...
Sorry, try that again...
Where is NEMO? You know, cute girl, out to burn people in flamy crisps...
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 11:06 AM
Dear Mr. Munchy,
Hello there! Long time no see Mr. Munchy! So how are you doing? Me, I’m doing just great with my new powers and new friends and everything. Anyway, I know how much you like RPG games, but I was wondering, how do you feel about fighting games? See, I’ll be hosting a little martial arts tournament pretty soon, and I was wondering if maybe you’d like to enter. That is, if you wouldn't mind stooping to a little hand to hand combat. Well that’s all for now, hope to see you there!
Hugs and kisses,
Nemo
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 11:16 AM
Sorry Charlie... I'm busy bringing you to Justice... You can forget the crappy DBZ plot... I'll be RIGHT BEHIND You when you least expect it...
So what ever you do... DON'T, TURN... AROUND...
BOOO!! Ahahahahahhah!!! Made you jump!!!
Sceincerly,
Your worst Nightmare... (And I'm modest too...)
The MunchKING.
*Waves his hand and the letter Vanishs.*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 12:33 PM
Silly Munchy! This isn't DBZ, it's King of Fighters!
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 11:34 AM
*the MunchKING grabs the now squealing pink Pecilla and takes her over to a back section of town. There's a horrable smell, as they approach what appears to be the Dirtiest most rundown and cheap slaughterhouse in the history of Meat products.*
NOW, you wanna talk?? *Evil grin.*
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 11:37 AM
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 11:38 AM
See!! THAT wasn't so hard... And like I said, the kid'll be fine. He'll never even know I was there...
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 11:42 AM
1. Do you want Nemo Dead or alive.
2. If you said Alive can I still beat her senceless.
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 11:47 AM
2. Not if she comes along willingly...
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 11:50 AM
*sigh* I wish I had the ToP right about now.
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 11:53 AM
And YOUR not coming...
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 11:59 AM
This was suppose to be MY revenge! I HAVE to beat her up to a degree. So, I'll be leaveing now and I'll be seeing you later!
*Vanishes in a puff of smoke*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 12:46 PM
Shermie: So you see Mr. Howard, the tournament will be taking place in an arena that we’re constructing over the ruins of an old temple even as we speak. It’s located right about here. *points to a map of Japan*
Geese: I see. How long before it’s completed?
Yashiro: Not too long at all. Our men work fast, very fast. We’ll be sending out the invitations any minute now.
Geese: And may I ask the purpose of this tournament?
Chris: That’s for us to know Mr. Howard. Suffice it to say that we have some very special plans for this tournament, as I’m sure you yourself do as well.
Geese: Fair enough. Very well, you have yourself a deal. Now if you don’t mind, I’ll be remaining here in Japan to personally oversee the final arrangements.
Shermie: Good, it’s all settled then. *shakes Geese’s hand* It’s a pleasure doing business with you Mr. Howard.
Geese: Likewise I’m sure.
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 12:34 PM
And what's KoF, but DBZ without the power-ups, and even LESS plot??
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 01:21 PM
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 01:23 PM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 01:27 PM
Mr. Munchy, you're really no fun at all... Here I go through all this trouble to set up a nice martial arts tournament, something I thought you might enjoy, and now you want to spoil all of that? Really is that any way to behave? Why don't you stick around, you might like it you know.
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 01:31 PM
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 01:33 PM
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 02:11 PM
Speaking of which, where is the tyke??
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 02:26 PM
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 02:30 PM
Not that it really matters to me I suppose... I can get her after I deal with you. So, have you made a choice yet?? You KNOW I'm not going to stick around for youur "tournament" mostly because the KoF crew wouldn't stand a chance... They might aswell have thier fun without me...
So. The future's up to you, whacha gonna do??
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 02:45 PM
*shrug*
Whatever. Enter or don't enter, it's up to you. For now I think you'd better take a look around you.
*gestures at the crowded Tokyo city streets that they're in the middle of*
If you try to follow me, I can promise that an awful lot of people are going to die, maybe even Imouto-chan, sweet as she is.
*sigh*
You know what your problem is Mr. Munchy? You have absolutely no sense of drama... HELP!!! HELP!!! THIS GUY’S TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!!!
*disappears into the crowd*
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 02:48 PM
*teleports him and Nemo to a barren desert planet.*
You think I couldn't offensivly telport to stop such a pathetic Gambit??
Really... I'm offended...
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 02:53 PM
*teleports away*
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 02:53 PM
I can keep this up all day...
You?
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 02:56 PM
*teleports again*
Written by The MunchKING 09-23-2002 02:58 PM
Threatening innocents??
*STOP!!*
* Nemo becomes frozen in time*
There now...
*picks her up by the waist and vanishs*
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 03:29 PM
Pellcia: God Darn it Munchy!!!! I told you not to come here!
*Lookks over at Nemo*
Pellcia: Oh, Well look who it is. I'll deal with you in a few moments.
*Turns back to Munchy*
Pellcia: Now, Begone Munchy! Or I'll be forced to you my secreat weapon against FF characters.
Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 09-23-2002 03:33 PM
"OOF! That's it, next time I just teleport here."
*Picking himself up, he turned to a frozen in place Nemo. He looked at her for a moment, then shrugged and pulled out a vial. It exploded on contact, and she dropped, hacking and coughing.*
"So what's so urgent that you sent a distress to Kasumi? I was kinda in the middle of typing up that stupid power list of mine."
*Nemo tried to speak, then shook her head and pointed. Genma turned around, only to find a slightly confused Munchking leaning against his sword. Genma swore to himself.*
"No bloody way. You gotta be sh*****g me."
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 03:36 PM
No need to worry though, I have the problem in hand.
Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 09-23-2002 03:47 PM
"You do that. Meanwhile, while the little miss here is recovering, I'm gonna take us Lenneth's stronghold. That should keep anyone from trying to mess with her again. *Looks cautiously at those assembled. Nemo scribbles down a few things on a notepad, and tosses it to Pellicia* She says that describes where the little tyke is. Follow the directions and you'll find the kid. See ya."
*Genma and Nemo fade from view, as Pellicia and Munchy stare at each other.*
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 04:38 PM
*hugs Genma*
I can believe you saved me after I called you a baka and everything! Thank you so much!
*eyes widen*
Oh my gosh! I've got to get back to the KoF universe and cancel the backup plan! And I've still got a tournament to prepare for and everything!
*looks at Genma speculatively*
Say... I don’t suppose you’d like to participate would you?
*cute smile*
Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 09-23-2002 04:43 PM
Sure.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 04:56 PM
*hands Genma a flier*
That should tell you everything you need to know. I’ve got to get back now, but I’ll be sure to call if I need you again. If not, I’ll see you at the tournament!
*teleports up and gives Genma a peck on the cheek*
Thanks again! And good luck!
*teleports away*
Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 09-23-2002 05:07 PM
"Now if I can just remember how to pull off the Nibelung Valesti....."
Written by The Real Nemo 09-23-2002 07:27 PM
Yashiro: There you are Nemo! Things are going great, it looks like Mr. Howard is going to help us, and we've already sent out the invitations. As soon as the arena's ready... *pauses, looking at her* What's the matter?
Nemo: There's going to be a slight change in plans...
Written by Pellcia 09-23-2002 09:16 PM
Pellcia: Hey, kiddo! You in here!!
Ishtar: Over here!
Pellcia: There you are.
*Gotta love moments like this*
Pellcia: You ok.
Ishtar: Yes mommy, Can I go burn some stuff now!!
Pellcia: .............................................I think I'm going to have a little talk with you on the way back.
Written by The Real Nemo 09-24-2002 01:23 PM
Nemo, Yashiro, Shermie, and Chris arrive at the newly completed arena, built on the site of the collapsed Orochi temple, the day before the tournament.
Nemo: *giggles* I love this! *teleports to the center of the arena, where a large Omega symbol is engraved* It’s perfect! *starts spinning around to get a view of the whole place*
Yashiro: Geese has taken care of the ticket sales, and most of the fighters have responded to our invitations. *spreads his arms wide* By tomorrow this place will be packed with people.
Nemo: *teleports back to them* Great! So let’s give them a really good show, something that they’ll remember for the rest of their lives! *giggles some more*
Shermie: *grins* We’ll try not to disappoint them.
Nemo: I think I’ll have Genma fight first tomorrow; I’ve got just the opponent in mind…
Written by The Real Nemo 09-24-2002 08:58 PM
Geese Howard waited in his hotel room, silently cursing the woman who was forcing his hand this matter. Suddenly his cell phone rings.
Geese: *picking up the phone* Yes?
Agent: Mr. Howard, I have the information you wanted.
Geese: Go on.
Agent: You were right, there’s definitely some sort of power resting underneath that arena. They’re planning to use this tournament to somehow wake it up. There’s also this really strange... *muffled sounds, then a crackle*
Geese: What was that? Hello!
Nemo: Why are you spying on me Mr. Howard?
Geese: Who is this?
Nemo: Did my Onee-sama put you up to this?
Geese: What?
Nemo: She did didn’t she! She’s checking up on me! And after I was nice enough to give back Imouto-chan and everything!
Geese: What the Hell are you talking about? Now you listen here!
Nemo: She just can’t accept that I’ve outgrown her! Thinks I’m still in her shadow. Oh, I’ll show her! I’ll show everyone! *click*
Geese: ... *puts down his cell phone*
Written by Pellcia 09-25-2002 07:12 AM
Pellcia: *sigh* Don't tell me she knows...
Geese: Well.....She does...
Pellcia: I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL ME!!!!!
Geese: It's no problem anyways...
Pellcia: It is going to be a problem if my plan isn't compleated before the tournment starts.
Ishtar: Mommy, can I play with Mr.Geese.
Pellcia: Sure, knock yourself out kid.
Ishtar: Yaaaaa!
Geese: Oh Dear God!
*Ishtar starts chaseing Geese around the desk while Pellcia turns and stares out the window*
Pellcia(To herself): Come on CBY, only one more thing for you to do now......
