NationStates Jolt Archive

The large man stumbled down the stairs, too concerned with the metal clank following him to worry about his footing. It had been chasing him for the last 15 minutes, even after repeated attempts at losing it.

Eric Longshore was a dangerous man. Not physically himself, but his connections ran deep within Sith-Morden as a corporate leader. Countless body guards had barely made a scratch against the metallic thing. He didn't know what it was, only that it wasn't friendly after watching his guards being ripped apart.

Finally at the bottom of the stairs, Eric began sprinting into the local park, the metal clank could still be heard at a steady pace. It grew fainter as he continued to run, finally it stopped. The night was completely silent, save for the desperate panting of Eric.

Spinning around, the frantic man encountered nothing where he assumed the beast to be. Without warning his ears were filled with the sound of buzzing electricity directly behind him. Cautiously turning around, Eric witnessed the shape of the beast, except it was composed of electrical energy, directly in front of him.

Within seconds the shape had taken solid form. The metallic creature now stood before him. Glaring red eyes stared down at him, scanning his features. The beast was in the shape of a man, completely composed of a dull grey metal all over, except for the shiny diamond claws fused onto the fore arms of the creature.

It drew one razor sharp claw up to Eric's chin. The human quivered in fear as the blade drew blood. Target fully identified, the beast pushed upward, lifting Eric's head off by the neck. Head now firmly wedged upon it's claw, the beast beeped for a few seconds before the metallic clank resumed once again.

Seth and Saffire heard the clank and he herd it a few times more untill bothe brothers drew ther pulce rifels and sertched untill seth's codec went off and the clanking started again but this time alot faster.

Saffire "Seth order the sky bomer down to colect us NOW!!"

Seth "Saffire i cant there is no were it can land."

Saffire "So we run?"

Seth caught a glimps of the thing and said to saffire

Seth "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!!! never mind dont think just shoot!!! and maby run at the same time!!!"

As thay opend fire at the thing.

Energy whizzed passed the metallic creature, sizzling the air around it. The clank stopped as it registered two targets unleashing hostile force towards it. Although the only target within the mission was already dead, Fulgore was programmed to meet any hostile forces extreme force.

Knowing well that his employer wanted a quick return, his programming dictated that Fulgore deal with the two targets quickly. Placing the head within a compartment in his torso, Fulgore pointed the blood diamond claw at the two targets.

Within seconds it illuminated the area as blue bolts of electric energy pulsed out of the claw, send 3 shots at each target. Not bothering to wait around, Fulgore began moving once again.

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OOC: Come on.... this could be promising if we get some people involved.

The bluebolt of energy hit seth with a powerfull blow. As seth tryed to get to his feet he fired a EMP grenade at it and in doing so slowed it down a littel.

Seth "Thank god for our body armor!!" as he said getting to his feet

seths comlink went off inthis ear "seth the sky bomer is outside ready to pick you up but im getting a large reading that ant human."

Seth "get ready to blow it's ass to bits!!"

As thay ran outside and saw the Sky Bomer thay ran to the door of the dropship and climed in. While buillets and missels were being fired at the thingbut it still was standintg and heading for the drop ship. As thay made a quick ecape all the thing could do is look at it fade out of view.

Seth "What the hell was that! Saffire check your data files ad see if we havent come across it before."

Saffire "I checked when it first came into view and it was not a Heartless or any thing we have ever seen. Viper Did you destroy it?"

Viper "Sorry boys i couldent."

As the sky bomer flew for the docking bay of the Kingdom Heart seth sat and said nothing untill thay had docked.

[OOC: I will get involved, just tell me how to start.]

OOC: Create a character and fit it in however you wish. This is a future tech rp, but don't go too overboard.

IC: Fulgore stared at the bomber for a few seconds, tagging the craft within his memory banks. The attacks did little but create small dents and scratches, nothing that could not be easily repaired. Before he could attack, the craft made a hasty exit, ceasing to disturb him.

Now unimpeded, Fulgore began walking towards the street once again, away from the synthetic vegetation that represented life in a past world. The land around here was barren, inhospitable to those living organisims without the aid of such advanced technology.

Finally reaching the street, Fulgore looked toward one of the many high rise buildings that reached into the clouds and locked upon a particular level. Location keyed in, the mechanical creature keyed a few commands into the wristpad upon his left arm. Within seconds the shape lost solid form as it was once again replaced with an electric outline, and finally disappeared.

Seth, Saffire and Viper had reached the Kingdom Heart and was starting to head for the bridge while everybody inthe passing was saying "captan, hello captan, how are u captain" seth had never felt so sore and stressed in his life. Untill he reached the bridge and saw Riku a Al Bhed girl from seths home plannet Spera.

Riku "Hi seth have a good trip?"

Seth "No it was a faliure we were attacked by a thing that made a hole in the strongest armor with out mutch force."

Riku "Were is Saffire?"

Saffire "Im wright here."

As saffire came into the bridge but this time saffire looked different he looked mitalic.

Saffire "Iv deactavated the camo skin and still couldent place were i have seen it. but i do know what it is made of!"

Seth "What!"

Saffire "Polymentric, Suntun, electre mraccorited and noanocomunacation"

Seth started to speek in his own language (Fire people)

Seth "da sue canna! soy mal wam sa. (This is bad! We need to destroy it!"

As seth finnished what he said Riku looked at seth

Riku "Fed!!!! (No!!!!) We can learn more about it rather than fight a loosing battel"

Seth " Fine we go to Spera to learn about the teck"

And the Ship KH flew to its next destanasion.

OOC: ANYONE is welcome to join.

IC: A figure bathed in darkness looked up as the electric buzz signnifying Fulgore's arrival filled the room. Distracted from the work at her desk, the figure patiently waited whilst the electric form became solid.

A large metallic figure stood stone still, awaiting to be addressed by it's master.

"Ah Fulgore, good to see you have returned. I trust you were victorious in your mission."

Fulgore remained silent as he opened the compartment within his torso and pulled out the severed head of his target. The woman examined it quickly and smiled.

"Good. Mr Longshore will no longer be troubling my company. I do have another mission for you. Several rival companies are selling drugs to the public through employees posing as street thugs. As you and I both know, this is quite illegal. My problem with this situation is that this little operation is bringing quite a large revenue for said rivals, tipping the balance of money in their favour. Quite simply, you are to hunt down and kill key members of this operation. Return to the lab and recieve a newly prepared upgrade."

Fulgore buzzed in reply and was gone with yet another flash of electricity. All that remained was the bloodied head of Eric Longshore, staring blankly at the shadowed woman.

As seth lay on the beach of Basade island he thought to himself "if that is liqid mettel then ti can be frozen could it not?"then seth had a brain wave

Seth "I got it!!!!"

Tidus "Got what seth?"

As Tidus another Brother of seth came along the beach from the villiage.

Seth "What is the revirse of EMP?"

Tidus "PME! Prothonas Menthon Etuma"

Seth "Bingo!"

Tidus "You crazy son of a (sigh) it would work freezing it but it would only work for 1 to 2 hours."

Seth "Get everybody on the ship and start work on reversing all the EMP!"

As Seth ran off to the Sky Bommer to get Back up to the Kingdom Heart he thought "I wonder who is behind all this? and were is Saffire and Viper?". Seth got in the sky bommer and wated for the others.

Some nameless technician aboard Olympus Mons raises his head with a quizzical look, scratching his head a little.

This elicits a raised eyebrow from the officer on duty in the temporary Earth Theatre Intelligence Headquarters, currently based on the supercarrier. "What's the face for, Spaceman?"

"It's from Boommike, sir." The super-secret one-of-a-kind probably-more-expensive-than-it-is-worth project is essentially an orbital listening device that uses complex things that the writer doesn't really have the inclination to make up at the moment; suffice to say, it works about a thousandth of the time and is generally useless. "I picked up a conversation on a beach."

"I know it's mounted on a VY-14 Voyeur spysat, but do you really..."

"No, they were talking about something about reversing electromagnetic pulses and how it was related to... reversing the acronym."

"What?"

"Something about the reverse of 'EMP' being 'Prothonas Menthon Etuma' and how it would freeze a liquid metal."

The officer's brow raises higher. "What the fuck is 'Prothonas Menthon Etuma' anyway? I don't suppose they thought about, oh, reducing the temperature and making the metal freeze just like every other bloody liquid in the multiverse."

The technician, lacking answers, shrugs.

Cid the chef enganer abord the kingdom heartwas siting in his ofice and looking at the repair report.

Cid "Christ this will be imposible to tell the others 4 pulce disks, a new Electro gear box and a new impulce drive with core seth is going to do his nut!"

As Cid looked at the monotar he had a incoming message from seth. "Oh crap!" cid thought to himself as he looked at the message what he read shocked him.

"Cid

Find a way to revirce EMP to PME caus Fulgore canot be frozen normaly get on it A.S.A.P

SETH"

He was once a man: now he was so much less, yet so much more. Derian Steele had been a soldier without peer, a presidential bodyguard and 4 time mixed martial arts world champion in an earlier life. Champagne, fast skycycles and beautiful women filled his world, and all was well. Until he stepped on the pulse mine.

The pulse mine was designed to reflect the harmonic resonations of subsonic sound, virtually turning the interior of a human body into jello. Derrian was lucky not to have died on that day, yet cursed to live through the violent experience. He was rushed to the Cybertek labs, barely clinging to life, and the doctors and scientists worked on him for many long months. Most of his biological organs were replaced with solar bionics, and a vidamantium exo-skeleton had been grafted to what was left of his body.

He was now stronger, faster and wielded more heavy weaponry than a small army. He was also ALONE, trapped in-between the world of flesh and the reality of metal. He worked as an enforcer for Cybertek for 6 long years, paying for their life-saving modifications. When his contract ended, he started his own bodyguard company called "Hero for Hire", selling himself to the highest bidder to protect them from the numerous threats of this world. He would work for anyone, as long as the price was right. The contract he held in his hand had a price on it, and it was VERY right...and very dangerous.

Pouring himself a chaser of Jim Beam and lubricant, Derian considered his next move.

Six black-clad commandos crept silently through the corporate building... They too searched for Mr. Longshore... The leader raised his left hand, clenched into a fist, and the team stopped, silently, shifting to take up covering positions...

The leader was a muscular-looking individual, weighing around 270 lbs. He stood at about 6'2", and carried a short G36C, like the rest of his unit.
A headless corpse lay at the bottom of the stairs. The lead commando wasn't quite sure whose it was, but headless bodies where never a good sign...

-Damn Forum-

Seth was desprate now but his spirit could not be broken or so he kept thinking to him self.

Viper "Seth we have a ship on our radar. It looks like a warship and its not a normal looking ether. The Olympus Mons F*****G HELL!

Seth "What's wrong Viper?"

Viper "I know this ship!"

Saffire "Do you then should we talk to them see if thay can help!"

Seth "good idea Saffire. open coms."

As seth began viper walked out of the bridge and into the turbo lift.

Seth "This is Captan Seth of the Kingdom Hearts what is your bissnes here?."

As thay wated for a reply seth ordersd for yellow aleart!

Aboard the rather blandly ordinary Olympus Mons...

"Sir? Incoming transmission." The bridge crew listen to the hail from the enigmatic Capitan Seth NoLastName of Kingdom Hearts and look at each other oddly. They'd been on patrol in high Earth orbit for a month or two by now.

"Comms, response, same frequency." Sky Marshal Rico pauses, waiting for the click of the transmit switch being thrown. After his cue makes its distinctive metallic snapping noise, he continues. "Kingdom Hearts, this is the Triumvirate of Yut supercarrier Olympus Mons, flag of the Fourth Expeditionary Force. We are currently on standard Earth Theatre patrol, monitoring the security situation of Triumvirate member nations. What can we do for you?" He signals to the communications technician by idly passing a hand under his chin; the tech flicks the transmit switch back to its off position with an audible click.

"So... ah..." the Sky Marshal's executive officer scratches the back of his neck. "You know the guy?"

"Nope," Rico replies, frowning a little. "Never heard of 'im."

"Sir," a sensors tech pipes up, "the contact vessel is powering up. Might be going onto weapons standby... I don't have enough information to tell."

"Right. Nice to know they're friendly... FleetCom," Rico says over his shoulder, "bring the fleet to Alert Condition One. Get working on firing solutions and bring shields and weapons to standby." Quiet sigh. "I really don't feel like hurting people today..."

Norm had watched the hulking mass of metal tear off the man's head with ease. Even the guy's nemerous body gaurds could not stop it. The machine was obviously impreveous to bullets. He stalked the streets, entering the building where he had seen the man last. He soon came upon the headless body, its killer nowhere in sight. It had been brutal; the man had no chance.

Norm was quite a special person, despite his name. His gift; natural night vision. He was, in fact, required to wear special goggles in the sun that filtered out any UV rays so that he could see. But in the night, he was a deadly pretadere. He had been quite a deadly assassian for a time, but now he was just on the run. From more than 1 person.

As Norm examined the headless guy's body, he heard a noise. He quickly hid in a dark corner at the top of the stairs where the body lay. A half dozen men, who he thought might be commandoes, come through yhe doorway. they stopped to look at the body. Norm knew that his staff, witch could operate as an automatic rifle, flamethrower, and had a retractable blade among other things, was too large for this area. Instead he drew a crude, but very sharp, bone knife from his vest. He waited.....

The lead commando, whose uniform tag read 'BRAY', gave a swift handsignal, then yanked the pin from a grenade & lightly pitched it underhanded down the stairs...

OOC: Final Fantasy. I wasn't quite sure where you were going with this before but now that you have made it more clear I must intervene. You cannot presume to know what my character is made out of without me informing you. Also, you wouldn't have any clue what he is called.

On a technical note, the reversal of an electromagnetic pulse will not result in freezing anything. I know this is future tech, but don't get too outrageous.
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Fulgore stood completely still, waiting for the upgrade to complete. Modifications on his AI had been made whilst all weapons were given an overhaul. Dr Smith continued to talk about the advanced add-on he was constructing for Fulgore, even though he recieved no reply.

Finally the the monitor read Upgrade Complete! and all wires were disconnected. Fulgore immediately revised his new mission objectives, determining the best course of action based on available data. His orders were to begin ASAP.

The metallic clank filled the air once again as Fulgore moved out of the lab and through one of the many dark halls within the building. The lab was one of the many underground levels of the building that almost none knew of. To the outside world, the building was merely a base for a digital technologies company. As even he was not informed of the secret physical entrance to the lower levels, if there was one, Fulgore merely locked onto the coordinates within his data banks that corresponded with the ground level lobby. A blue glow and he was gone....

OCC: Sorry :oops: Sith-Modern. I thought that you could freez things with a revirsal of EMP so I'll scrap the idea of PME.

Olympus mons was powering up wepos abord it's ship. Seth looked at saffire as if he was to say "power the weponds down now."

Seth "Open a nother com. you are in Kingdom Assult Forces terotary i must ask u leave or help us and then you get clear passage threw our system but i do not want to fight."

Saffire "Not right now!"

Seth turned and looked as if to say "Shut the hell up bro!"

Saffire "Were being haild again!"

Seth "1 min then On screen." seth wisperd to Riku "listen put us on silent yellow alert i dont want these people wanting to think that if thay lower there shelds or defence what ever thay got that im going to blow them up ok."

Riku "Ok!"

Wyndham "Winnie" Lewis smiled and snorted another line of CrysMyst, the latest bio-narcotic to hit the street. As leader of the SlingBlades, Lewis had unlimited access to the clean, uncut powder, and typically used it 3-4 times a day. As the massive rush chilled his brain, Winnie looked at the reports in front of him. Many of his more reliable dealers had been killed recently, and apparantly, a giant android was responsible. Just what he needed, a murderous robot on a rampage.

All signs indicated that he was on the hit list. Somebody was vexed that the SlingBlades ruled the streets now, and that somebody was eliminating all of Winnies men. This had to stop NOW.

While he could replace the thugs who dealt the CrysMyst for him, Winnie himself felt irreplaceable. A rival boss, now deceased, had once used a body-guard agency that kept him safe and alive for many years. Because of the expense of this service, the boss had cancelled the protection contract. Shortly after, his decapitated body was found floating in the river. If this bodyguard could keep that hated boss alive for so long, surely he could keep Winnies ass safe as well.

Winnie punched the intercom on his desk and growled "any word from Heros for Hire yet??"

Norm heard the pin being pulled off the grenade and leapt as high as he could. luckily, he managed to snag the handrail of the stairs and pull himself onto the steps. This protected him from the blast of the grenade. Norm jumped again, sideways this time. He caught one of the uppermost steps.

Norm could see a one of the commandoe's large black boots. He whipped his knife across the man's achilles. Blood sprayed like a fountian out of it. Satisfied, Norm dropped. He landed at the bottem of the stairs, where the smoke of the grenade was still clearing. Norm dashed outside, and found cover between a wall and a dumpster. He waited for the other commandoes to come out of the building......

Tom Lance sat in a chair, he heard noises all around and stood up, looking around. "Who's there?!" He called out.

[OOC: Sorry it isn't much this thread lost me a bit]

Sky Marshal Rico nods, eliciting another transmission-on click. "We're orbiting ten thousand kilometers over the Equator in international Earth space. Honestly, I've no idea what you're talking about.

"Still, since you mentioned 'help' and because we're here and might as well, what seems to be the problem? Sorry for the defensive posture, but I'm also rather curious why your vessel's armaments suddenly went to standby. Tit-for-tat, as it were... then again, if you think you're protecting a bunch of void in international space, I guess that would explain that as well."

He chuckles a little, shaking his head, then continues. "The Triumvirate is willing to help but will not tolerate an aggressive posture. Either tell us what you need or leave us alone." Another casual chop under his neck and another click.

"Does he really want to dance with a nigh-fifty-ship Expeditionary Force?" Admiral Mitsuharu mutters.

Rico shrugs. "I dunno. I guess we can just offer assistance and see what happens from there."

Seth lookes in amasment as he started to open another com link.

Seth "listen i will get to the point now there is a situashion but it is not safe to say it over a com link so i request thet you, gards and a repair teem com to my ship A.S.A.P.

Saffire Clap..Clap..Clap "Exlent but tell me what are you going to do if thay want to fight!"

Seth "Call for backup and 20 to 50 K.A.F (Kingdom Assult Forces) ships will be here in half a min."

Riku "Yo seth were beeing haild again."

Seth "Saffire go get the Assult teams ready just incase thay want to fight."

Saffie "Will do!"

"I feel my I.Q. dropping..."

"Can it, Admiral." Sky Marshal Rico frowns. There's no way in hell he's going to a potentially hostile vessel that refuses to give a straight answer. "Comms..."

Click. "I have a better idea. I'll send an envoy, a squad or two of Mobile Infantry, and some engineers on a shuttle. It will stop halfway, and then you can send out a light craft to meet it there. That way, if you want to play Mexican Standoff, we can continue eyeing each other far too warily without risking very much. Of course, if you'd like to come aboard my vessel and have the guards and repair team meet you in the hangar, that's perfectly acceptable as well.

"Either that or you disarm weapons; defensive systems can be maintained. As a show of trust, we are disarming our forward batteries." He nods, and the weapons officer pulls power from the forward cannon arrays. "That way, we can talk in a civil manner about our problems.

"All in all, it's your choice. Call us when you've made a decision. Olympus Mons out."

Click.

Fulgore's microphones picked up the noise created by the grenades and the brief struggle reguarding unauthorized personel within the building. As the droid had other priorities, he merely relayed the information to building security.

Stepping out of the building, Fulgore immediately determined the nearest location of the specified targets and began his metallic clank down the street, slowly towards an unfortunate victim.

OOC: Too tired to do propper post...

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Sorry i will post tomorow

The tapping of Fulgore's diamond claw echoed throughout the street as he knocked on a large wooden door. Within a few minutes, the door slowly opened, revealing a small, sunken man bearing a shotgun.

The man appeared to be quite muscular and battle hardened juding by the muscles and scars on display due to his lack of shirt. His cold glare took in the sight of the silent Fulgore, fear becoming evident behind the gaze.

"What the hell do you want?"

The droid merely gazed the man, scanning his data banks for a positive identification. Done. He was indeed a target and would be eliminated. A metallic right arm shot forth and penetrated deeply into the man's chest, drawing large amounts of blood. Immediately the shotgun went off, unleashing a force that merely knocked Fulgore back a few steps.

The human cursed as he backed away, realising the situation had become hopeless. Before he could move, a thin red beam sprung out of Fulgore's eyes and plunged into the human's chest, obliterating his heart. Storing the blood upon his claw in a built in container, Fulgore began to desert the scene, in search of another target.

Norm paused a moment as he heard a shotgun blast ring out into the streets.

"What was that.....?" he thought.

Keeping an eye on the building lest any commandoes came out of it, Norm dashed down the street, carefully checking the windows and doors of each structure as he passed it. Any careless move could be his last.

Then, he saw a flash of metal. A metal clanking reached his eardrums.

Not a moment too soon, Norm backpeddled and dashed off in the way that he had came. The giant metal beast landed just behind him, putting up quite a chase. Norm decided to try and find those commandoes-they could be used as a distraction.

Seth sat and thought to him self. Suddenly he had a idea.

Seth "Open coms....Listen i dont have time for this ether you come over to our ship so we can disscus the situation at hand or you leave our system and let us continue with our mission!"

Saffire looked at seth

Saffire "Do you think thay will help with this thing?"

Seth "I hope so saffire, I hope so."

OCC: could not come up with anything.

Fulgore halted as he watched the unknown target attempt to flee him. Outstretching his large diamond composed claws, the machine unleashed a wave of six electrical energy waves directly toward the running target. The discharge filled the air with the sound of a loud buzz and the stench of ozone.

Before he could unleash another barrage of energy upon his target, a speaker within his head flared to life.

"Fulgore, there are hostile forces within the building and we have a newly completed attatchment for you. Take care of the hostiles first."

The droid sent an affirmative reply before commencing the metallic clank once again, heading for the building had recently occupied.

"Remind me, El-Tee, why the hell they sent us in? I thought this was a Black Suit kind of job?" Sergeant Ames shook his head and dropped the magnification on his HUD.

"Well, Ames, Coloniel Ymirson noticed the loss of one of our avenues of revenue, and the particularally grisly story to come from it. And he's also heard that there have been reports of further similar murders. Normally, I would think we wouldnt care, but that black project of theirs, the one they're so fussed up about in Antarctica and sending Both fleets to retrieve, relied upon a few componets we had to purchase regularally from these guys."

"Well, sir, I still dont understand what we're hunting."

Lieutennant Michael Heron merely sighed. "Think about it, sarge. Something that doesnt bleed, couldnt be wounded by a private security force, doesnt leave hair or skin samples."

Ames was quiet for a moment, before coughing out a simple "Ah. Armor."

"Yup. Exactly why we're being sent in. From the reports, the Armor has been preferring a hand-to-hand style combat. Unfortunately, our best armor for that is Bala, But it isnt so great at ground combat, seeing as its SeArmor."

"So, why'd they have to stick us in the damnable Hunter Armor? Isnt too fast, doesnt carry too many weapons..." Lt. Heron cut him off.

"Its got fair armor, is easy to hide, and in the case of close combat, has jump-capability, which can get you out of a tight spot in no time. And its the smallest class that, with the Spare Power Unit attached, can utilize the Plas-Cannon AND still carry a side-arm."

Sgt. Ames merely grumbled and shook his head. "I'd have prefered Fenris instead. Carry a Plas-Cannon AND four other weapons systems."

"And I'd have preferred full STARMOR, but we dont all get what we want, now do we."

"No, sir, we dont."

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The alert came (expectedly) in the wee-hours of the morning. The Armor squad, which had started sleeping around the APU provided for charging their powercells, was awake before the first alarm-beep finished it's tone. Before the second, they were locking the weapons onto their hardpoints.

Only eight suits had been deployed for this mission, which meant none of the weapon's techs were available for adapting the weapons loadout to the conditions. Of course, considering that four suits featured a plas-cannon each and the 'sidearm' was the standard-issue Pulse Cannon, the four suits found it easy enough to outfit their comrades with weapons. Two more were equipped with 22mm Rotary Cannons and appropriate ammo reserves of Armor-Piercing shells (and the manditory 'sidearm') and the other two saw fit to outfit themselves with a MORGREN, Heavy Pulse Cannon, and extra munitions for both.

Within six minutes of the alert, the squad was moving out, headed toward's the disturbance highlighted by SigInt.

Seth looked at Saffire and thought "well should i call for reinforcements or not?"

Safire "You should Seth."

Seth "How did you know."

Saffire "Because we are the same."

(OOC: Sorry, was on a trip.)

Sky Marshal Rico's eye twitches and he speaks through the side of his mouth, jaw clenched. "On."

The transmit-switch snaps again. "Okay, let's put this simply. Just tell me what the problem is and then I'll tell you if I can help. I'm going to nip down to my ready room and I will give you my personal communications code so you can talk to me directly. Just set your communications gear to tightbeam so no one else can listen in and you and I can have a private little chat about the situation."

Another chop of a flat hand under his neck and the transmission ceases. "Good Lord, this should not be so damned bloody difficult. I'll be in my office." The green-and-black-uniformed man grumbles as he stalks out a door to the side of the two-tiered command room.

OOC: Ravea, you gonna post something?

Seth turned to saffire

Saffire "You know i say id go over and kick there asses into shape i mean the hell is thi we ex...."

Seth "Yo!! Im going over there to talk are you coming? if so get Tidus, Quistis, Cid and squall and his team. Ill will go and get Tidus's Nefiew T.S.

Saffire looked in spurise and said

Saffire "No no no no... i will get T.S you get the team.

Seth "Yo somethings going on and i will find out!!"

Saffire "He is sleeping with your daughter Reeki."

Seth "open a coms to the other ship.....Yo im coming over with my men to talk to you but i will be 20 min at least (comms end) open another to T.S's room (com opend) YOU BETTER RUN BECAUSE IM GOING TO KILL YOU T.S."

As seth walked threw to another room were there was wall to wall filled with guns seth grabs a pulce rifel and loades it and walkes of to a turbo lift.

T.S was running threw enginieering and he bumpes into cid

T.S "Hey cid Have you seen seth?"

Cid "No why? oh wait he is coming behind you he got a gun. Oh Hell He is going to shoot you!"

T.S "Na he would not do that would he?"

BANG as a bullit ricioshay hits T.S leg

Seth "Now get ready for going over to another ship in 5 min."

T.S "Allright god damm!" as he lookes at the wound

Seth "its only a littel burn wuss. Bridge (comms opens) We are going over to there ship contact them and let them know Riku (comms end)

OCC:Oh! My bad. Ive been pretty busy.

IC:Norm felt an enourmus heat as the energy blasts flew over his head, missing him by inches. Then, the firing stopped. Norm didnt really care why, so he kept on running.

He was outside the door now. As he dashed in, he kept a close eye out for any commandoes. He considered himself to be in between a rock and a hard place:The commandoes, or that Giant metal monster just outside.

The pungent hazelnut smell of thick kawfee fills the ready room as Rico angrily eats a scone. He hates eating scones angrily--it's no way to enjoy them--but they settle his stomach and so he eats them while he's angry.

For some reason, he usually neglects to eat them when he's in a better mood.

Another annoyed bite--shove into mouth, bite down, tear away, chomp chomp chomp--and a slug of kawfee later the little tannoy set into his desk chirrups. -Sir?-

The addressed Sky Marshal slams a finger down on a little green button with perhaps a bit too much force. "What?"

-We're getting a reply... I guess.-

"You..." Chomp chomp chomp. "Guess?"

-Um, yes, sir. They're launching a shuttle.-

Rico's forehead contacts the smooth plastic of his desk blotter with an audible thump.

-Are you alright, sir?-

"Just annoyed, Mitsuharu, just... annoyed." He lifts his head a fraction of a centimeter, then lets it drop again with another thunk followed by a heavy sigh. "Request for them to stop halfway between our vessels; I'll take a Scarab over to meet them. If they don't stop, advise them that it will be taken as yet another hostile action and we will be forced to disable or destroy that shuttle."

-Yes, sir.-

Sky Marshal Rico drags himself out of his chair, grabs his green officer's cap, then stalks off towards the hangar bay perhaps half a kilometer away. Within a few minutes, he, an OPO spook, and a squad of assault-armored Mobile Infantry take off in a beetle-like shuttle and head to the designated rendezvous point.

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To Kingdom Hearts shuttle:

Please stop halfway between Kingdom Hearts and us; we are dispatching a shuttle of our own to meet you there. Approaching closer than the halfway point will be taken as another hostile action and we will be forced to respond as such.

Admiral Mitsuharu
XO, 4TEF
TYWS-SCV Olympus Mons

Captain Seth WAS in the Sky Bommer 223 with his friends and team just departing with the shuttel bay. Saffire and Viper were pioliting the Sky bommer.

Saffire "Hey Seth come take a look at this coms!"

Seth sighs and walks to the front of the Sky Bommer 223

Seth "What is it?"

Saffire "Take a look at this message."

Seth looked ad studied the message while mumbling under his breath.

Saffire "See if we go past the half way line thre going to blow our asses away. And i dont know about you but i dont want to fight agenst there arsonal of wepons."

Seth "Yea caus were easly out matched by there wepons and i want there help just get to the half way line and cut the impulce. We will wait for them.

The Sky Bommer Gets to the half way point

Saffire "Now what?"

Seth "We wait."

The Scarab-class utility shuttle sidles up alongside Sky Bomber 223, flashing its running lights in what can only be hoped is a friendly fashion.

--This is Shuttle Sierra-Olympus-Mons-Thirty-Seven to Sky Bomber Two-Twenty-Three[i] carrying Sky Marshal Rico and staff. We request permission for boarding tube latch-on and docking. Over.--

The Scarab-class utility shuttle sidles up alongside Sky Bomber 223, flashing its running lights in what can only be hoped is a friendly fashion.

--This is Shuttle Sierra-Olympus-Mons-Thirty-Seven to Sky Bomber Two-Twenty-Three carrying Sky Marshal Rico and staff. We request permission for boarding tube latch-on and docking. Over.--

Emperor Rahl looked over the reports of two foreign vessels close to Sith-Mordenian space. He didn't like the idea of such and so decided to send an investigative cruiser.
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Comms flared to life upon both shuttles as the cruiser approached.

"This is the Sith-Mordenian cruiser, DarkSaber. Why do you hold such a meeting so close to our designated territorial space?"

The tone was not harsh, yet there was no softness behind the inquiry.
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Fulgore reached the door seconds after the target entered, yet he was no longer a priority. The only thing that mattered now as the unidentified commandoes within the building, all others were unimportant.

The metallic clank echoed throughout the expensive marble corridor as the android continued.

Seth and Tius were in the cargo bay pf the Sky Bommer 223

Tidus "Yo Seth your daughter is old enough to date and get laid."

Seth "TIDUS if you talk like that about my daughter again i will kill you."

(Comms opend)

Saffire "Yo the ship is approtaching us"

<<OOC>> I will be withdrawing my characters at this point, as the very thought of l33t-speekers in space scares the bejeesus out of me. I would of blown up Seth and his crew years ago, simply because his posts make my eyes bleed. I know, I know...I should just have left without comment BUT it is important for me to let you know I am not the type to leave an RP lightly.

I will continue to read MOST of this story. <<OOC>>

"Well, here goes." Sky Marshal Rico clamps down the bowl-like helmet of the assault armor (http://www.weirdozone.0catch.com/projects/compyart/assault-armor-front.jpg) without the over-the-shoulder missile launcher and goes through the armored plastic boarding tube, followed by some Mobile Infantry.

Stepping onto the floor of the cargo bay, Rico waves with one hand and makes sure the arm-mounted weapons are neatly stowed and non-threatening. Standing about 2.3 or so meters tall, the suit of armor looks like some kind of robot.

"So... now can you tell me what the problem is?"

The commander upon the Darksaber fumed at being ignored by the two shuttles.

"I'll give them something to ignore. Fire up the Orion torpedos and fire one over there, toward that empty space. Make sure it is far enough away to give the ships a little shake, but not damage anything."

An officer nodded and carried out the order from behind a computer screen. The torpedo came onto the veiwing screen of the cruiser as it was launched into space. The crew held their breaths for several seconds until the detonation occured.

A combination of golden plasma and light exploded out of the object, unleashing a shockwave that had very litttle effect on the larger ships, yet would rock the shuttles to a noticable extent.

"Send the message again."

"This is the Sith-Mordenian cruiser, DarkSaber. Why do you hold such a meeting so close to our designated territorial space?"

Seth and crew were lined up in a row with Seth in the middel.

Seth "Welcome Admaral I am Captan Seth. I trust that you will not be taking hostile action now. To begin there is a problem at hand and we need your help with it."

Saffire who looked very similar to Seth started to talk.

Seth "Few days back me and Captan Seth went down to a unknowen plannet and sertched for a target we wre assinged to. Fortunately something got to him befoure we could. We dont know what it was all we know is that it puts its targets heads in its torso and it makes a clunk sound when it moves."

Viper "And shooting at it will be ussless because you could through everything you have at it and it is going to smile and keep on comming."

Seth "And that is were you guys come in."

Um guys, are you just going to ignore the message from the Darksaber or what?

Um guys, are you just going to ignore the message from the Darksaber or what?

:oops: So Sorry. Sith Mordern.

(Kingdom Hearts Comms opem to sky bommer 223)

Sora who had fallen asleep and was ment to be pilioting the Kingdom Hearts woke suddenly with the alarms ging off he saw the torpiedo hedding twords them on the scanner.

Sora "What the hell!!! Computer open coms to the Sky Bommer 223 (Coms Open) Yo Seth get out of there there is a torpiedo coming in hot!!"

Over on the sky bommer. Everybody herd the message even the olympus mons crew.

Seth "its too late for break off we will both move away from the blast area Saffire you know what to do."

Saffire ran to the bridge and flew the Sky bommer 100 metters from the blast range.

BOOM

There was a flash of light for a few moments none of the ships were harmed.

Seth "Open coms to the KH (Coms open) Sora track that ship that fired that torpiedo now.

Sora "Found it it was the Darksaber."

Seth "Patch me threw to that ship. (Coms open) What the hell is wrong with you shooting at us. we have done nothing wrong absalouitly nothing so tell me why you fired."

(OOC: Shockwaves don't happen in space unless someone's playing with gravity or expending a lot of mass. Sorry.)
IC:

Aboard the supercarrier Olympus Mons:

Admiral Mitsuharu scoffs. "Pretty fireworks. FleetCom, Event Condition One. Comms..." The audible click of the transmit switch announces that the microphone is live as the lighting takes on a red tone... and while Sky Marshal Rico may have reserved some patience for fools, Mitsuharu hasn't. "Quite honestly, DarkSaber, up yours. We are in international orbit and quite well away from anything that could be remotely designated as national aerospace. We're meeting with Kingdom Hearts of the whatever whatevers mostly because they've forgotten how the secure functions of their communications set works. Honestly, we don't have any bloody clue why they want to talk to us, and we have no bloody idea why you think firing fusion torpedoes around aimlessly is a good one."

As he speaks, shields raise, naval particle cannon charge up, erasers of all shapes and sizes begin collecting energy, Gauss rifle and autocannon shells are rammed home, and missiles clatter neatly into their launch racks all across the fleet.

"So please stand down, good sir, or else we're going to have a problem... and I don't have the time to do the paperwork that always comes after a problem. You will note that we are now on full combat-ready footing. Hopefully that will become unnecessary thanks to better judgement on your part in the future. Olympus Mons out."

"The Fourth reports all ships at full combat ready, sir."

"Good. Keep the weapons hot and establish passive firing solutions on that... Sith-Mordenian idiot just in case he wants to dance. Leave the active targeting out for now; no need to let them know we have them painted. Comms, contact Kingdom Hearts and declare that apparently we're both on the same side now and she's welcome to help us if DarkSaber continues being foolish."

"Acting, sir."

Aboard Sky Bomber 223:

"Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse..." Following Seth around, the Sky Marshal muses. It puts the head in its torso and makes a 'clunk' sound? More like it puts the lotion on its skin... Grumbling to himself, he chomps down on his transmit switch to open comms with his vessel. "Mitsuharu, what the hell is--"

-Some idiot is firing plasma torpedoes around, sir. Don't worry, we're taking care of it.-

Rico just sighs, then reactivates the external speakers. "So... you've got some sort of decapitating monster that just won't die when you shoot at it. Have you tried, I dunno, encapsulating it in riot foam or lucite or metal or concrete? If you can't kill it, perhaps you can immobilize it."

OOC: I know about the shockwave, I just had to do something to grab your attention. :P

IC: The commander of the Darksaber gave the indication to raise shields to full but keep weapons offline. He had no intention of starting any sort of conflict with whoever these people were. He activates the comms in reply to the Olympus Mons.

"I'm sorry it came to that sir, but when communicators are ignored, other means of grabbing attention must be used. You will note that no damage has been done to anything and the torpedo was fired far from any vessel. We are not here to engage in hostilities with you or the other party involved, so there is no need to be sitting there with your weapons ready to blast us to pieces. A small transport shuttle was detected leaving Sith-Morden and was traced back to the main vessel of the other party. And now this conference outside our air space. Obviously, we have suspiscions."

The comms switched off and sat in silence whilst awaiting a reply.
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OOC: Unless whoever was controlling the commandoes does something, I'm just going to have Fulgore kill them.

Olympus Mons

"Next time, try flashing your lights," the Asian admiral scoffs. "Still, hope your suspicions are unfounded, because I sure don't know what's going on."

"Point taken sir, we shall take this up with the party in question."

The comms flicked off as the signal was redirected towards the other large vessel.

"This is the Sith-Mordenian cruiser, Darksaber. We have some questions regarding the vessel that departed from our nation and arrived at yours."

bump

OOC: Is anyone interested in continuing this or not?

(OOC: I'm not entirely sure why I got involved past a gag post in the first place...)

OOC: Yeh, I noticed. We might as well put an end to it, the whole point was just to introduce Fulgore as a character. I may just continue writing a little to help develop the character for future rp's.
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IC: Fulgore paid little to heed to the man attempting to escape him as his new priority were the intruders within the office building. The metallic clunk echoed throughout the lobby as he moved across the reflective marble, heading towards the noise of several men. It wasn't long before they could hear the clunk themselves and had positioned themselves in ideal positions as Fulgore rounded the corner.

A barrage of gunfire erupted as the metallic beast appeared, a red slit visible for visual sensors was the only thing resemblinge eyes. Fulgore was not concerned with the ammunition the soldiers were using, it was ineffective. Finally coming to a halt, the robot unleashed two seperate beams of pulsating energy directling into the two nearest soldier's necks. The result was a perfectly clean hole through their throats that was quickly filled with gushing blood.

Grenades came rolling along the cement floor toward the devestating droid, but a blue flash removed Fulgore from the blast radius. The soldiers were confused for a moment as to where Fulgore had gone, but were soon alerted by the gurgling screams of two more soldiers as they found diamond claws protruding from their chests.