(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'Right! Uhm.. Cadence, grab something there in a size 10, that Sonic Banshee would not wear! Too easy to remove, and trashy looking.. uhm, don't get the same thing Iris is getting, don't want twinkies.. mmm. Pretend you got a date, and get something to go with that! *Cadence* But sir, I don't wear dresses. *Deluge* Tonight son, you do.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Cyber Peacock transmits: '*muted and unrecognizable snarl, cut off quickly*'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: '... AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGH! *three more explosions*'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: '...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: 'The hell did I just wake up to?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'Captain Deluge Elephant is...shopping.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: 'What...Without Ten?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'She's there in spirit.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'I'm not! Just.. procuring stuff. *Cadence* I found an orange swimsuit! *Deluge* GOD NO! She'll look worse than Sonic, she'd look like something from the Wizard of Oz! Get black! And find a dress, PRONTO!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'Sarge, I don't think yeh wanna know.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Cyber Peacock transmits: '*another muted snarl, some word tangled in there -- a rude one*'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'Don't let me stop you, Captain.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: 'Someone's radio must be malfunctioning...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: '*Pelican* Pelican here, sir! Got all the candy! Even some chcolate covered coffee beans. I can help with the clothes, sir.. oh, what size bra does Sonic wear? I think she's like a 34A, or smaller... Annie's about the same size as her there.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: '...*chuckles*..."Is it Sonic you are shopping for, Captain?"'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: 'Let's hope not...*chuckles*'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Whipcrack Octopus transmits: 'I did not know the Banshee Maverick made a habit of wearing clothes.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: 'She does, just...not for very long.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'God no! Pelican, Anthem wears a 36-A! Found her personell files, and clothing schematics.. but god knows why there is a swimsuit picture of her in here.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: '...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'uh...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: '... Right..'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Whipcrack Octopus transmits: 'I believe that is a promotional picture for the series the Major comes from, Captain. My series promotional picture features one of my line running a concession stand during a Nipponese Winter Festival. Such images are totally irrelevant to the function of the Reploid class being sold, but are used to generate a good feeling about the company and its product. It deals with some sort of persuasion concept.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: '*Cougar* Lessee.. Swamp Squash.. what a horrid name. Banshee green..too deathly looking. Sir, I can't find this Crimson Red!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'That'd explain the only way they got her in that outfit, Whipcrack, was before they activated her..'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Whipcrack Octopus transmits: 'It may not even be the Major, sir. It may be another of her series -- prototypes are often used for promotional images.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'Whipcrack, don't let the world know that there may be more than one Annie.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Whipcrack Octopus transmits: 'Acknowledged, sir.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Silhouette transmits: 'Hey, I'm looking for a training partner if anyone is interested.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'Pelican, done! Cougar, done! Cadence? *Cadence* Almost, sir! I found something in red for Anthem! *DE* Does it have a long train? *Cad* No sir, skirt! *DE* Easy to remove top? *Cad* No sir, zips through the neck! *DE* Get it, let's GO!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: '... *sounds of autogunfire*...'.

<Global News Network> (Insert news blurb about robot master forces throwing harmless water balloons at Light Labs and giving the reploids and androids the razzberry)

<Global News Network> Suddenly Crocodile Dundaroo appears on TV. "Crikey! Dangah! Dangah! Dangah! Thoy Robot Master is outta controyl! Not even the legendree Roo'Hunter can take him down! This bloke is outta control! Ravaging Victoria like a dingo eating a baby!"

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'Annie, Iris, we got all the supplies.. laying them out here in the Underground Hangar bay in London, if you want to come get what's yers.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: '..er...maybe you should put them in the recreation room or something?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: 'Why not the courtyard?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'I would just like to note right now that I am heading to London, and I have a fully loaded plasma shotgun.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'I don't think I need to elaborate.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'Well, ma'm.. I left explicit instructions.. get nothing that Sonic Banshee would wear.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: '...She doesn't wear a whole lot. I think you left a bit too much room, there.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: '*sniggers wildly*'.

<Global News Network> "This is Nuuk Iamaninnuit, reporting live from Anchorage, where it appears that Blizzard Man is causing a great deal of damage in the Industrial sector. Much of the damage has been architecturally cosmetic up until this point, where in, Blizzard Man seems to have broken through a wall and into a marshmallow manufacturing building."

<Cut to image of Blizzard Man rolling around unsteadily and finally toppling through a wall, into the Stay Pumped building, the company mascot falling down and shattering.>

"Oh my... He's broken the Stay Pumped Marshmallow Woman while he's at it... Has he no shame?"

<It's at this point that a flurry of snowballs fires out, smashing the camera and ending the transmission.>

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Looks like the Masters are having a world tour t'night'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'They're just cranky.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'I'll, ehh, head o'er teh Victoria.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: '...Marines, full alert. I'll be headed to Anchorage Industrial Area with the 17th. ...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Guts Man made the mistake of messin' with Sydney. He's mine.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Ten transmits: 'If anybody needs me, I'll be on standby.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'Why can't I have at 'im?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'I might need help with Anchorage.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Flare Feline transmits: 'Roger Sir, I'll assist'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Silhouette transmits: 'I think I'll head to Anchorage as well.'.


You enter the Anchorage Industrial Area.
Anchorage Industrial Area

Once the site of the city's fuel storage facility, this is now the site of mass devastation. Chunks of twisted metal and boulders the size of houses are thrown about like childrens' toys, littering the landscape. The towers that once held the fuel are nothing but melted frames set over large craters in the ground. Everything is charred black from the explosion that leveled the place a few years ago. Only a few of the crumbling cement buildings still stand upright, and all of them look in terrible shape. The atmosphere is stark and uninviting, even downright intimidating. Even though there are many places to hide, it seems very exposed here, as if everything was being watched. Even the lowest of the lowlifes avoid this area like the plague.

Phoebus [RF]
Blizzard Man [RM]

Obvious exits:
East <E> leads to Anchorage Central Main Street.

Silhouette arrives from the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Silhouette has arrived.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'I think I have a plan.'.

Indeed, it does look like Blizzard Man has left a swath of carnage that you could fit General through. Slowly, Blizzard Man emerges from the marshmallow factory, coated in liquid marshmallow and various sugary by-products. He blinks a bit, looking at the pile of snowballs and the shattered video camera... "My word... What happened here?" He crouches down, tasting the snowballs. "Hmm... Not my variety... Far too much sherbert flavoring." He harumphs and stands still, only to go sliding backwards... Into a small gun production plant.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'Seige, Hopper, handle Guts Man. Anchorage team, find Blizzard Man, but don't engage yet. I think I've got a way to resolve this peacefully.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'Copy that.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'Acknowledged.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Silhouette transmits: 'Roger.'.

Radar Meerkat arrives from the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Radar Meerkat has arrived.

Phoebus marches towards the marshmallow building with the 17th (except maybe Flare Feline) following.

Radar Meerkat sneaks through a maze of old buildings, finally settling in behind a dumpster and peering out of an alley to see what's going on. He's brought his little camera, too...even though the weather is preventing him from getting any really good pictures. He remains hopeful for clearer weather, as he bides his time.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: 'Well, if anyone needs me, just call.'.

Flare Feline is also behind Phoebus, not liking this cold environment one bit.

Phoebus receives a radio transmission.

Blizzard Man looks at Phoebus, "Oh... It's you again..." He yawns a bit, "What praytell do you want?" he inquires boredly... Looking around a bit, for someone... Or something...

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Phoebus transmits: 'Found Blizzard Man.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'I'm enroute, following your radio signal.'.

Anthem arrives from the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Anthem has arrived.

Phoebus ...blinks at Blizzard Man, "...Er...", he says to him. He looks surprised, actually..."...What...do I want?"...he asks as if unsure of the question.

Flare Feline blinks, looking from Phoebus to Blizzard oO(Gee, what's wrong with him?)

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Well.. that got Guts away from smashin' buildings. Now to just deal with him before he smashes me instead.'.

Silhouette remains perched on the rooftop, watching.

Radar Meerkat is currently hiding behind an industrial-sized dumpster in an alleyway, rather close to the goings-on but not in plain sight.

Anthem is still not here yet, so nyah.

Phoebus is here though! HAHAHAHA

Flare Feline is here too, hating every minute of being in the cold

Radar Meerkat sends a radio transmission.

Radar Meerkat receives a radio transmission from Serges.

Serges arrives from the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Serges has arrived.

Radar Meerkat is currently hiding behind an industrial-sized dumpster in an alleyway, rather close to the goings-on but not in plain sight.

Blizzard Man eyes Phoebus and simply facepalms. "I caramba..." He looks at Phoebus, "Repeat after me, alright?"

Phoebus was expecting something like an attack...or mindless rambling...but this? He says, "That's alright.. You are the cause of this disturbance, correct? I ask that you surrender."...he hopes Anthem shows up with her brilliant plan soon.

Flare Feline looks back and forth between Phoebus again oO(He seems unnerved by this master for some reason...?)

Blizzard Man blinkblinks at Phoebus, "HEY! You're a pretty good psychic..." He waggles his opticridges, "Don't suppose you could tell me who's gonna win at the Ididarod?" he queries curiously.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: '*sounds of traffic* ... I don't believe this...'.

Down the street, a black hovervan slowly pulls up to the curb. The windows are tinted, a Reploid in the front seat barely visible, in a black powersuit, with slicked back white synth-hair. And sunglasses, of course.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'Yo, ehhh, Hopper, think you'll be able teh hold out fer a bit? Seems there're a bunch o' punks here in Sydney lookin' teh make a mess o' the local cops.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Go 'head Siege. I keep this oversized tin can busy for awhile.'.

Phoebus ...twitches..."...No. Surrender.", he says. He...uh..doesn't notice the...uh...black powersuited reploid...twitch..blink.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'Copy that.'.

Flare Feline steps up behind Phoebus "Are... you alright sir?"

Blizzard Man eyes Phoebus, "You know, you really should see a doctor for that twitch..." He ponders a moment, "Or maybe a programmer?" he inquires, "I never can tell anymore..." He shrugs, "Surrender? For tripping and knocking over a few things?" he quirks a brow, "What, praytell, have I done that's illegal and can be proven so in a court of law?" he inquires.

Silhouette gives the van a quick look-see from her perch on the roof but pays it no further attention. She raises an eyebrow at Phoebus' antics.

Phoebus was ordered not to attack Blizzard Man. He's not going to attack Blizzard Man until Annie does her plan. He's not going to grab his throat and try to strangle an android. That doesn't work for androids. He says, "...Vandalism.", he replies, annoyed, "And working as a terrorist."

Phoebus also, ignores Flare Feline. Though that earns another twitch.

Blizzard Man blinks a few times at Phoebus, "How is falling over vandalism?" he queries. "Further, what terrorist actions have I taken of late?"

Flare Feline blinks as Phoebus ignores him, shrugs and steps back. oO(I sure hope he orders me to do something soon, I'm freezing here!) Flare is starting to clearly show he doesn't like cold...

Radar Meerkat busies himself with taking pictures of the Repliforcers and Blizzard Man. Every one of these 'confrontations' is another opportunity to gain information, so he takes advantage of it as much as possible.

Inside the back of the black hovervan, Serges sits. The back is full of monitors and survellience equipment, another Reploid in a powersuit accompanying him, this one with black hair. He listens idly, through a small camera mounted inconspicuously in the grill.

Serges watches through the camera, too.

Phoebus sends a radio transmission to Anthem.
Anthem receives a radio transmission from Phoebus.
Anthem sends a radio transmission to Phoebus.
Phoebus receives a radio transmission from Anthem.

Oh, by the by, Radar, perhaps you should look up and to the six o' clock... No particular reason... Just a giant robotic kraken headed your way.

Phoebus sends a radio transmission.
Anthem receives a radio transmission from Phoebus.
Anthem sends a radio transmission to Phoebus.
Phoebus receives a radio transmission from Anthem.

Almost on cue, there's the soft strains of music playing from just out of sight. The volume bursts up as Anthem rounds a corner with a boom-box on her shoulder. Dressed to the nines in an actual dress, sparkling with glitter from the thin straps to her high heels, she strides down the street, right past the hovervan, right past Flare, and towards Blizzard Man. She drops the portable stereo on the ground, and spins to put her back to the scene. Even as the racket rises, she pulls the knot out of her hair, letting it spill down - and she looks over her shoulder at the Robot Master, smiling.

And the bad 70's porn music plays on.. o/~ bowp chicka bowp o/~

Serges blinks, inside the van. "Sweet mother of pearl."

Phoebus ..would sweatdrop but he doesn't because he's realistic! He opens his mouth to reply and then pauses...he blinks...he looks towards Anthem...turns around towards Anthem...and stares... "...."...blink...blink....Major Anthem...is....He works his mouth but he can not say a word.

Flare Feline is equally speechless, stutters a bit, and sweatdrops because he isn't boring like Phoebus :P "Er..er...um.."

Blizzard Man turns and peers at Anthem... He then looks at Phoebus and Flare, asiding to them, "And you take orders from her?" he asks quietly, before watching her curiously... Ok, so Blizz is a bit intrigued, to say the least. His optics dart around, "Is this a candid camera show or something?"

Serges is inside a dark hovervan, parked on the curb.

(Ch. D [Public]) Crash Man transmits: 'Gonads in the lightning.'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Misfire Mink transmits: 'Masters in the microwave.'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Stormbringer Selkie transmits: 'Someone have a little incident there? Sounds painful.'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Spiral Pegasus transmits: 'Masters are good for one thing! Beating!'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Stone Man transmits: 'Baaaaad chicken! Gonna mess you up!'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Crash Man transmits: 'Well, you know the old saying. The only good Reploid is a burnt-out, dead Reploid.'.

(Ch. D [Public]) Misfire Mink transmits: 'There is something we agree on, Repliforcer.'.

Ricochet arrives from the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Ricochet has arrived.

Anthem completely ignores the gaping mouths and disbelief around her as she continues to slowly dance to the music in what may be *the* most out-of-character thing she's ever done. Twirling on one foot, a red high-heeled shoe goes flying, flipping easilly to Blizzard Man, landing at his feet. Anthem slides out of the other, leaving the shoe stuck in the snow as she twirls again, barefoot. Out of this spin, inexpicably, comes another item of clothing - a little white pair of undies. Again, right to Blizzard Man.

Serges records this all, via the van's camera, of course. This will definately be distributed on the internet.

Flare Feline continues to stare, mystified at Anthem's actions. And starts to turn bright read. Err, he's warming up because of the cold weather! Yeah, that's it..

Radar Meerkat is, in the meantime, is having a heck of a time trying to avoid Blizzard's kraken-pet without getting ripped to shreds or suddenly discovered. He grabs onto it, and the two of them tousle, rolling around and around in the alley as Radar tries to keep the kraken from biting his head off. Rolling to a stop just at the edge of the alleyway, he blinks when he sees Anthem's little charade. "Hey, look, a stripper," he says with wide-eyed wonder. The kraken continues to attack him, until he turns the kraken's head in that direction. "No, really! Look!"

Phoebus ...wonders for a moment if Anthem has discovered the key to defeating most of the Masters. Sigh. He just stands there...and he sighs...and he averts his gaze as Anthem does naughty things.
Silhouette recovers enough to sweatdrop and scratches her head. "What the hell does she think she's doing?"

Blizzard Man's optics go wide open as he looks down at the shoe, first, then at the pnties which land atop his head. He blinks a bit, just... Standing there, dumb-founded, peering at Anthem through a leg hole in the undies. The only thing that can possibly describe what Blizz is feeling right now is something along the lines of: o0(I've died, been reprogrammed, and gone to robotic heaven...) He smiles a bit, hidden by the scarf.

As for Buddy, well, the singly immense mech-kraken peers at Anthem, then taps Radar on the shoulder with a tentacle, before once more trying to devour him... Oh, by the way, Buddy's a leviathan sized kraken... Easily around General's size, just not as powerful... or stuff...

Blizzard Man's body starts to shift, ever so slightly... Look, there goes his ski pole... It becomes jewel encrusted... What the heck? Has that thing become a pimpin' stick? Knowing Wily's sick mind, Blizz probably has a bunch of strange, personality overlay engrams... Such as Blizzie the Pimp...

Anthem smiles, and stops dancing, arms stretched behind her head. "Say, Blizzy, do you know what those things are you're holding now? Mmmm?" She bats her eyelashes playfully, as if pretending to be innocent.

Ricochet, as per usual, probably got lost on the way here. So instead, he's paying attention to his portable map system, Atlas. "All right... we should be at the battle scene... right... about... no--" he looks up from Atlas... and just... jawdrops. Blink. Robot Masters... yeah, they're supposed to be here... but what his commander's doing?... well... something... something is badly out of place here. He finds himself... well, staring, jaw dropping. Orbit sits on his shoulder, and blinks... staring as well... "*BLURP BLOOP BWOOP*" <I think the coffee finally got her.>

Radar Meerkat looks on like a little boy peeping into something he shouldn't be seeing at all. Ironically, so does the kraken he was formerly in a death-bout with. The two of them have identical expressions of curiousity, as they watch Anthem.

Phoebus shifts his feet a bit... The rest of the 17th NPCs watch...blink...stare...gape...Ect.

Flare Feline coughs a bit "Gee, it's getting awful warm for Anchorage..."

Fire Fox steps on Flare Feline's foot.^^

Blizzard Man eyes Anthem, "What'dya think, darlin'?" he questions, smirking evilly. "A course I know what the hell those thin's are." He smirks a bit, spinning the pimpin' pole in his hand for a few moments, before rubbing his yellow painted belly, below the over-stretched red shirt. He starts to swagger forward, smirking a bit. "So, ehh, ya wanna head o'er ta my place, or yers?" he asks curiously...

Apparently Buddy got left at home, instead, Blizz opted to play hide and seek with Rabid_Butcher, his baby mech-kraken pet... Because that thing's too friendly and small to be Buddy.

Radar Meerkat quickly checks his camera again, then begins snapping pictues like crazy, one right after another. Some surveillance work this turned out to be!

Serges idly turns in his chair, typing on his computer. He looks through footage and freezes the picture of Anthem dancing while her underwear flies off, at Blizzard, and begins to upload it to the central Maverick mainframe through various satellite relays, so Cyber Peacock can distribute them via the internet.

Anthem smiles sweetly at Blizzard Man, arms dropping and the innocent facade vanishing. "Actually, those aren't mine. Way too fancy. If you check the name on the inside of the waistband, you'll notice those belong to *Iris*." Her smile suddenly turns to that of the Devil himself. "And I've taken the liberty of sending a bit of information to Colonel. And Zero. And Sigma. To let them know that you have Iris' underwear. I'm sure you know how protective they are of her." She make a glance-at-her-watch motion. "You've probably got about two minutes to start running, before they arrive. Have a nice day."

[OOC] Blizzard Man says, "..."
[OOC] Blizzard Man says, "SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!"
[OOC] Spica DIES.
[OOC] Anthem cackles madly.
[OOC] Spica says, "Sucks to be you, Blizz."
[OOC] Phoebus says, "rofl"
[OOC] Silhouette ROFL!!
[OOC] Radar Meerkat says, "Oyyyyyy. 8)"
[OOC] Flare Feline facefaults, leaving a Flare shaped hole in the snow

Ricochet, for his part, being the Reploid virtual-teenager he is... just keeps right on staring at the spectacle. And staring. And staring... and... huboy. Orbit shakes his head, and smacks Ricochet on the side of the helmet. "*BLURP BLOOP BWIP*" <Geez, quit before you drool all over the street! Yeesh...> Ric grimmaces. "Ow... quit it Orbit..." he mutters... before returning to staring. What else do you expect from a virtual 15-17-year-old?

Serges smiles, leaning back as he updates various newsgroups, noting the presence of the photograph. He steeples his fingers. "Excellent."

If Flare was eating something, he'd be choking right now. oO(Run you poor Master, run like the wind!)

Silhouette facepalms audibly. "Oh boy..." She decides to find a good place to hide and stay out of Colonel's way.

Radar Meerkat chuckles, grinning at the kraken. "Boy oh boy, is your owner ever in it -deep-," he says. "If you ever considered moving to Argentina and becoming a part of the dark underworld, now's your chance."

Phoebus wonders, just for a moment, who is more evil. Anthem or the Masters. Anthem wins in Phoebus's mind without a doubt and he lets out a breath. He's very very very glad he's a Repliforcer today. And not a Robot Master. They might have Bass (or rather they did) and the Hunters may have Rock..but...shudder...not...her.

Blizzard Man blinks about three times, then turns, and starts sprinting... As fast as his pudgy legs can carry him... The hell out of Anchorage... Because sure as the deep crap Blizz is in, Blizzard will be a hero to all Robot Masters everywhere... And some Master allies as well. Oh, and Blizzard Man retains the panties... Why? Because there is proof that he isn't just drunk, he's telling the truth. Blizzard Man runs for his frickin' life, as fast as fast can be, death shall never catch him... Ok, they probably will, just because Blizz is a fatass. He screams into his radio, even as he runs and trips, rolling down the streets, bouncing off buildings and walls and snowbanks, like the city were a giant pinball game. Fear, for Blizzard Man has accomplished what none before him has accomplished...



Serges leans forward, towards the front. "Mr. White, we shall be taking our leave now." The driver nods, performing a u-turn with the van, and heading down the street in the opposite direction.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: '*yelling* HOW did the Masters get my....my....my undergarments?!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: '... Why do you even have undergarments? You're a robot..'.

Flare Feline snaps out of his trance... after a few minutes. He clears his throat and speaks to Phoebus "Er... well I guess that's that, sir?"

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: 'I'm a lady first, and a lady doesn't have to explain the importance of that.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Ten transmits: 'Skyblade, clothes are fun!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: '...if useless...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: 'But I want them back!'.

Phoebus says, "...Would you like to post the After Action Report on this...", to Flare Feline softly.

And, while we're at it, Blizzard Man goes shooting down the streets, toward the teleporters, on skis, tossing his stocking cap at Anthem, "Here ya go, babe-a-rino!" he cackles, pulling Iris' panties onto his head as he disappears within the teleporters with a massive crash and flash of light.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: '*yelped* Annie only wanted one pair! I didn't see any harm in it!'.

Flare Feline steps back "Wh-what?"

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Iris transmits: 'How did Blizzard Man get them, Deluge?!'.

Ricochet just... keeps... well... staring. For a good minute and a half, no less. Until Orbit smacks him on the head again. "*BLURP BWOOP*" <Get your head outta the gutter. Geez.> Ric looks towards Phoebus, who he's conveninetly not far from... "Uh... I... uh..." *cough* "Came to help with the attack here?..." he says, just a tad feebly.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Deluge Elephant transmits: 'You'll have to ask Annie that, Iris...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'Think of it as a sacrifice for the greater good of the world. I don't think Blizzard Man will dare step outside of his hidey-hole for several months.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Jet Stingray transmits: 'More important then that, where is Blizzard Man? I think I'll need two ride armors, three squads of... Whoa, okay I'm so having a feeling that General is not going to likely this...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Skyblade Eagle transmits: 'Whoa Jet, down boy.'.

Phoebus looks towards Ricochet, "...I think we better head to Repliforce HQ on the double...to make sure security...uh...is working...", he looks back towards Flare Feline, "The AAR. You know... The report after a mission?

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: '*panting* ... I've decided I don't want to know, and will just go back to beating on Gutsy here...'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: '*sounds of gunfire* ... Do I even wanna ask?'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'Somebody get down there and help Hurricane, will ya? Anchorage situation is defused with minimal damage, no casualties.'.

Flare Feline nods "Yeah, I know what it is Sir. But why do you want me to do it? You're to CO here."

Phoebus sighs audibly, "I know.", but he doesn't seem to energized.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Siege Wolverine transmits: 'I'm, ehhh, workin' on it... Damnable rabid communist Canadian nationals refuse teh give up without a frackin' fight, though, ma'am.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Silhouette transmits: 'On my way!'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'I've given him his fair share of a whoopin' too. *cough* But if he lands 'nother blow like that, me hide'll be tanned... Well, it's already kinda tan colored, but ya know what I meant.'.

Ricochet says... just a tad reluctantly... "Er... uh... yeah." he says... coughing once again. Just where the hell did his voice go?... "*BLURP*" <I am -so- not gonna say it...>

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: 'I'll volunteer, ma'am.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'And there's a Hunter here helping, too'.

Blizzard Man enters the Anchorage Central Main Street.
Blizzard Man has left.

Phoebus sighs again and pulls out a datapad to start ... posting up the AAR. "...I'll...stay right here... head back to base, 17th...", why does he choose to stay here? So he's safe...

Flare Feline nods "Uh, right." He turns and leaves, scratching his head oO(What....... just happened here?)

Anthem continues to look perfectly calm and cool as she collects her things, gives a nod to the 17th, and smiles evilly as she starts heading back home to put on some *real* clothes.

The 17th, in general, make a whimpering sound.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Jet Stingray transmits: '*/seriously/ annoyed* I can't /believe/ this.... There is defintely going to be an increase of Robot Master scrap metal in the next few weeks, that much is for /sure/.'.

Ricochet heads to leave, as well... giving one moderately long last look towards Anthem until Orbit forces his head forward from his perch on his shoulder. "*BLURP BOOP*" <Home, boy.>

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Anthem transmits: 'Good. An added bonus.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: 'Victoria, what's your status? Is further assistance required? Over.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: '*huff* I'm still hanging in there..'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Magnum Panther transmits: 'Roger. Moving to assist. Magnum Panther out.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Just stand bye, and be ready to drive him off if beaten on me ain't enough to quell his destructive needs. *cough* Or I manage to actually chase the big lout off on my own.'.

(Ch. A [Repliforce]) Hurricane Kangaroo transmits: 'Guts Man has retreated. Moderate property damage. *WHEEZE* Wish I could say the same for me..'.

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