Midwest
Often
confused with the South, the Midwest is the area between the Great
Plains and the East Coast. Many of the areas here are a mixture of
suburbs, cities, and sleepy towns, acting as a sort of transition area
between the Great Plains, the South, and the East. Most of the identity
of this area is tied to the Mississippi and Ohio rivers, which once
acted as a lifeline to cities nestled along its banks many centuries
ago. Filled with a rich diversity, many stories can be found about the
adventure and excitement that once thrived along the rivers.
Across the midwest, a shadow starts to fall. It covers the whole of the
Great Lakes, dropping that part of the world into midnight. Dark clouds
roll overhead. Thunder crashes, lightning streaks across the sky. The
air becomes thick with humidity, the temperature rising to an
uncomfortable level.
It comes.
Vile is in a bad mood. Sigma is pussying out on them. Unhappy with the
alliance, the Maverick Commander has taken his ball and gone home,
taking his army with him. Were it not for whatever the hell Storm Eagle
might have said to him, they wouldn't even have the Raptor II. What's
the point of a death ship if you don't deal out death with it?
But regardless, the Mavericks are
sparsely located, as most of them have pulled out. Vile, standing in a
combat stance smack dab along one of the defensive lines, perched on an
overturned car he plans to use as makeshift cover, protecting Tent City
and the soundstage, is not among the cowards. On his right shoulder
sits the Vile Cannon. On his left shoulder sits a mini-missile
launcher. In his right hand is a wicked plasma pistol. In his left hand
is a napalm cannon. Attached to his legs are independent targeting
scatter blasters, and on his back is the Vile Shield. Vile is carrying
around more weaponry than many Ride Armours.
Alpha isn't here. Instead, a lone planted cactus stands
defiant against Ra Moon proudly.
Drake Sunfire has been out here, waiting. He doesn't
much care for robots, but he also doesn't care for the end of the
world, either. So that's why Drake is at the tent city, waiting...He
taps one of his swords on the ground, flat first, as the darkness
begins to engulf the sky around them, "Here we go.." He says, as he
brings his blade up into both hands.
Where danger and (more importantly) rare drops go,
Magnet Man can be found. Camping, waiting, ready to strike. Granted all
of his brothers are split up across the whole damn area, and there's
something about a concert, but this is not Magnet Man's concern.
He has a gut feeling. Plus he heard a rumor on the
internet. And the two of them combined are more than enough reason for
the master of magnetism to be camping out in this exact spot. Plus,
Wily pretty much ordered him to, so it's all good.
"Come oooooon raid target!"
Its as the sun above starts to dim that Flare takes
wing, burning like a comet in the sky as she just watches the sky.
"This is it," she muses, shaking her head. Idly she hopes she won't be
the only one in the air... but then again she was sure that she'd have
plenty of company in the form of reavers very soon.
Suploid is here. There is no speech, he can't even see
where his other Righteous Allies are. This is not good. Not good at
all. He tries to use his radio, hoping that they are alright and ready
to rumble as well. Scattered here and there are a few camera meant for
serious battles, after all... If he gets good photos of this final
fight, Pineapple will be set for LIFE. Or at least for a good long time.
Crap. That's the standard sign of unpleasantness. Zero,
who until that point was lounging and kicking it with some Jam Band
fans, bids his farewell. The end comes, and he has some work to do. The
crimson crusader slips through the crowd, making his way back to base
camp to regroup with his people and get ready to throw down. It may be
the last fight for everybody.
At the first rumble of thunder, Synth questions exactly
what the hell it is she's doing here. She's no warrior. This is a
horrible idea. She glances down at her armament: a laptop, and a PDA.
Martians beware, huh? The ex-Robot-Master tries to stand near someone
bigger than herself, kicking off the subdermal trigger that puts the
two items of electronics into 'repair mode.' Now, well, now to keep a
sharp eye open for wounded robots.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "If I knew it
would get humid this much, I would've put on a water sealant primer on
my armor."
"Let's get this rolling," Francine McDonald comments. She has been
mopey and despondant since London got smashed up, but she has decided
to raise her spirits by going to visit the concert. Perhaps a part of
her always knew that it was going to come under attack. Perhaps a part
of her didn't care. She stoops down and ejects the pistols from each of
her boots, and takes the safeties off of both. "For the sake of the
planet."
Metal Man is here, he's pissed and has access to lots of sharp things.
The Ego shall be making Ra Moon's minions bleed tonight...he looks up
as the shadow comes and he stares. "...Mother of Wily...." He's no
coward but how much has Ra Moon been holding back? That is his question
this evening...
Pharaoh Man stands before the gathered Robot
Master legions. Rows upon Rows of primed drones stand at ready. Metools
nerp grimly. Joes ready their shields and armcannons. This is it. The
final battle against the destroyer.
Ra smirks as the sky darkens, and the thunder
rumbles. So a little heat is supposed to bother a Sun God? How quain
Overhead, the Raptor II looms, where it was casting a
huge shadow before darkness fell. No Maverick army emerges from it. It
seems the Coalition is content with shooting the Reavers from the
relative safety of the sky. <Vile posing for the RII>
The storm of Reavers rises up, seemingly from nowhere. They surge
across the landscape, charging at the standing forces surrounding the
stage. Rapidly, their numbers overwhelm the initial defenses, and they
start to spread across the area. A desperate battle for survival
begins, robot and human fighting side by side to prevent themselves --
and this last chance -- from being lost.
It walks through the Reavers from the rear, taking its time. A pillar
of black smoke rises up from Ra Moon like a low-grade tornado, sweeping
away debris from its path. In front of him is a glowing black wall of
energy, shielding the second wave of Reavers from long range attacks.
The Destroyer's glowing red optics stare straight ahead as it moves
with the rear of its guard, looking to destroy anything that resists
it. It knows that this is the last battleground. If its forces carry
the day here, the world falls.
Valkyrie is floating in the Sky. it's been in Yellow alert, with
Shields raised, watching. waiting. and soon the weater beings to
change. the Ship begins to go to Red Alert... bringing all weapons
online. Pvt. Pathfinder Butterfly, the ships Navigator, reports this to
the Captain when Odd weather patterns appear. Rush Raccoon, the
Captain, nods. Then.... the storm arrives. Awwwww.... Hellll.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Steady. Hold
your fire. Let him close."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "In chess, the /pawns/ go
first."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "He's not here yet. Just a
thunderstorm and unusually high temperatures. It's a herald."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "Pharaoh Man, that sounds like
a line from a movie, and also, you are stupid." "Sometimes knights go
first!" "War isn't CHESS."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "As a matter of fact, it is."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Who is the military
strategist here? ME."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "So shutup and do as I say."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Elec Man transmits, "Last time you strategized,
Detroit."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "We beg to differ actually;
we're a far superior strategist, also, we aren't there."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Then stop talking."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Elec Man transmits, "I'm going to repeat that one,
because it's important. Detroit."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "You see, in Chess- PHARAOH MAN
gets his ass kicked, while we sit at home and prepare the medbay and
the laughter."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "Keep the arguing to a minimum
please."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Boys. Trying to keep
existance in one piece. Do stop talking."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "STOP ALL THE SASS! Anyone who
gets Sassy doesn't get an armor upgrade. YOU HEARD ME."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Yeah. There's upgrades in the
works. Now shut up and play nice!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man very quietly: "...we love you Doctor."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Elec Man transmits, "I do like upgrades."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "Oh, an armor upgrade. Think I
can add ice to the list of attacks that won't phaze me much? I am
probably hoping for too much."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Yer daaaaamn right."
Well then. Tent City.
A certain gentleman had visited this city long
ago, alone, looking for some tea. He also had left a large length of
vines under the ground, and had planted a few things before, even a
nice spy like creature. It's so simple for the humans, the earthlings,
reploids covered in that phrase as well, to be tricked.
Create something, plan it, and then set it
off, two at a time. Make one rather large and obvious.. make the other
unknown. Over the weeks they had been unaware, Flora Man had been
growing a harvest crop under them, leeching off the nutrients that were
provided from afar. They were durable, growing while never really
making it to the light. They would come up for some though, and while
they were normal plants, the bunker crop was anything but.
But then, they wouldn't know about it.
Flora Man himself is speeding towards the
midwest at speeds about a hundred miles an hour, as something from the
ground about the tent city, before it and towards it, begins to pull
itself from the ground. Stalks of bamboo, grain and corn begin to lance
upwards, the tips rather sharp, growing to about waist here and there
while others lance up to about eight feet, this mainly being the corn
stalks.
It's obviously a bumper crop. The corn just
seems to stay there before the seeds of them begin to swell, opening
before arming like crude turrets, chemical weaponry loaded. The grain
itself wafts, letting go the toxins that flow from it. These were
situational, and none were actually mobile drones.. but they were fast
growing after all.
Flora Man heads in.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "And, you are."
Along with the destroyer, his faithful 'slaves' come. Along with the
slaves, many, many reavers. As far as the eye can see. Cryogenic Man
comes with an odd taste in reavers, riding upon a large reaver himself,
shaped like a giant turtle, pulling it self across the land as it does.
Scraping the ground, dragging up the soil and ground as it goes. The
gentleman seems to wait for something, or at least, some one. He sits
at a table above the turtle, sipping tea.
In front of him, reavers to no end. The small, miniature ones which
march forward, artillery at best, with large squid like reavers up in
front, their terrible arms lashing out, ripping trees and bushes from
the ground.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Elec Man transmits, "I hope my upgrade includes /even
more true power./"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Actually, I don't have enough
stuff to upgrade ALL of you."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, "An overhauled targeting system
would be awesome...dad."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "So upgrade those that do very
well."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "We'll just have to tear some
spare parts off our wayward cousins..."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Elec Man transmits, "Well, I've got plenty of true
power anyway. I won't be too broken up about it."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, "Sounds good Ra."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "*rumbling in the background hat
gets increasingly louder* It has begun."
eeeeeeWOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOO.
The still shattered Sky Room of the Tower of Light grinds and groans,
opening its terrible maw to the world below. A hiss of pnuematic gases
clouds the extending opening, swirling and conflicting with the light
from within and the nearly pitch black sky. The gases swim, and then
finally settle to cool, rising and wafting upward to reveal...
The Wilysaucer III. An exact replica of Scott Wily's beloved Wilysaucer
II.
The discus ship shoots forward from the Tower, cutting a path low and
hard across the Tent City. The turbine, the magical Wilytech engines,
shake and thunder the tents of the Juggalo, Repliforce, Maverick, Robot
Master, Civilian, and every other variety of sentient life that has
accumulated on the planet below. And they cheer, screams of buoyed
morale boosted by surprise. Was it really Doctor Wily, on their side,
fighting The Destroyer?
eeeeeeWOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOO.
Straight for the line of Reavers the Wilysaucer III churns and burns.
It soars straight overhead of the frontline, the swarm of Reavers
oblivious to it's flightplan. It cuts uphill -- slicing through the
smoky nether -- heading for the great black barrier. The very same
barrier that has kept China quartered off from the world. The barrier
no being on the planet has yet deduced a method of penetrating...
eeeeeeWOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOOeeeeeWOOOO.
With a crackle of thunderous energy, the Wilysaucer III explodes
straight through the wall of energy -- straight into the heart of Ra
Moon's moving sanctuary -- straight into the second battalion of his
Reaver forces. Explosions ripple through the saucer's frame, a twisting
series of smoky contrails blistering off it's mass as it spins
erratically through the air.
The opaque cockpit hisses, a crackling spiderweb crumbling outward. The
glass shatters into a thousand pieces in a spray of light.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "/That/ is why the pawns go
first."
You paged Rock with 'Standing next to Rock, who happens to be flying
the Wilysaucer III, is his other faithful sidekick, Fliptop. For a
suitcase with two huge eyes and a mouth, he looks pretty serious. He
looks up at the Hero, and says "We're gonna give 'em hell, aren't we
Mega Man?"
Then, as the saucer flies right through the barrier, Fliptop nearly
loses his balance. Rock doesn't have time to pick him up, so the little
suitcase uses all of his balancing powers to stay upright. He doesn't
look a bit nervous. Well, maybe just a little.
"That's interesting," Francine McDonald comments, as she looks up at
the Wilysaucer III. She tracks its progress as it flies overhead, and
moves towards the Reaver-ranks. And explodes. And woah, there's Rock.
And all his little buddies. "Very interesting." Francine taps her
pistols together. "So what are we going to do next, my brothers and
sisters?"
Fear overtakes Synth at the sight of the Reavers. Holding her laptop
aloft, it rapidly reconfigures itself to emit a sonic-based weapon;
it's not going to complete with the rock-n-roll by any chance, but it
might irritate or disintegrate a spare Reaver or two. Mostly, she
follows Zero back towards his 'base camp,' hoping to merely serve as a
medic - and knowing that if the Reavers make it this far, there's not
much she CAN do.
The Pharaoh smirks faintly, as
Rock plays the usual Hero-Martyr with his Animal Friends. How very
predictable. His hand goes up, signalling the Robot Master forces to be
at ready. His optics calmly look upon the charging mass of Martian
technology, waiting for the right moment to strike...
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Synth is
present."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Shall I make effort to
apprehend her in the chaos?"
[Radio: (B) Secure] Dr. Wily transmits, "Directive:
s/apprehend/MURDER/. Go."
Zero moves through the throng, moving as quickly as he
can to meet the Reaver Hourdes head on. As he moves, his crimsom armor
shifts, darkening in tone to a glossy black from the candy red. The
berserker doesn't even bother with his sword for the moments, he pushes
into the throng, wielding his crushing strength with expertise. The
berserker spares a skyward glance at the WilySaucer, only to smirk and
redouble his force at the reavers. Fists and feet work in tandem. The
blond reaches out for a tentacled Reaver, ripping one off quickly and
brutally to assault its fellows with it.
That's like a Buster, isn't it?
That.. sound. Its unique, its well known, it only comes
from ONE kind of ship that Flare knows of. As the swarms begin to draw
near and the firebird prepares herself for the most important fight of
her life, she can't help but stare over at the Wilysaucer. "You gotta
be kidding me!" she calls, hovering in the air, eyes darting between it
and the massive swarm. Then the dome opens! "Much better!" she calls
out toward Megaman, doubting he'll hear it, but its a relief to see him
anyway. After its obvious the saucer holds no ill intentions within,
her eyes focus out upon the reavers and Ra Moon as well. "Bring it
on..."
"Idiots!!" Vile shouts as plants suddenly sprout out
around them. He's referring to the morons that let this sneak attack
come in the first place. It doesn't take a genius to realize how Flora
Man managed to pull off this trick. In one fluid motion Vile has spewed
forth a conical blast of napalm from the cannon in one of his hands.
Frustrated at having the lines already assaulted up close and personal
in this manner, Vile attempts to burn down as many of the damn plants
with liberal amounts of liquid fire. One of the plants aims at him and
fires off a toxic dart of some sort, but Vile manages to leap aside
despite the considerable weight that he's lugging around.
"Hoooooo boy..." Magnet Man says, finally starting to
feel a bit of anxiety once Ra Moon appears for real. The reavers aren't
helping matters either. But... this is it! This is what he was waiting
for. You could call it the end of expansion event, Magnet Man does.
Most others, though, would probably call it judgement day. But Magnet
Man doesn't like to think of details like that. Takes away from his
illusion that he placed on reality.
"Well, you only live once. If you're
HUMAN, anyway. For Dr. Wily! MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET
MAN!" The Gamma bellows, running forward. He tries to use his magnetic
powers to fling the reavers in his way aside. It'll likely prove too
much for him, making him rely on traditional dodging methods, but
anything to give him an advantage.
Drake Sunfire knows that sound. He watches at the
saucer moves through the sky, and then flies straight for the villains.
Drake just grins a little bit to himself, and then adjusts his
sunglasses, "It's almost time to rock and roll.." He says. Drake's not
going to rush headfirst into the battle, though. That's what the heroes
are for. Drake's going to strike when the right opritunity arises.
As the Reavers race in, Suploid merely pulls out his
gun. He knows that things will be getting ugly soon, but it doesn't
matter, instead he just figure off shots as he takes to the air, trying
to provide support from above, hoping that most of the Reavers are
ground forces and Ra Moon focuses on ground units. After all, Suploid
gets the feeling that one or two good hits from Ra Moon could kill him.
After all, Suploid seems weak to alien energies for some reason.
Ra Moon stares down the approaching forces, thinking them barely worth
mentioning. It gestures broadly, directing his forces through the
weaknesses he sees in their lines. The Destroyer pays little heed to
the flying saucer. The Reavers generally ignore it, sparing only some
harassment fire while they focus on their main objective.
The saucer carves through the forcefield, disrupting it. Ra Moon's
concentration is broken even as he focuses power at the intruder, the
black wall evaporating.
As the saucer explodes, Ra Moon turns his full attention to it. "You
/dare/." he says, summoning up a large energy blast.
The Reavers charge forward, ripping and tearing into anything in their
path. Their overpowering numbers challenge even the most elite combat
units. Magnet Man's strafing clears a path for him, but it's like a
needle passing through quicksand. How long can he keep it up without
help? Fortunately, Suploid is there and provides some helpful covering
fire.
Ra Moon strikes Pineapple with its
Reaver Plague attack.
Ra Moon misses Zero with its Reaver
Plague attack.
Ra Moon misses Francine McDonald with
its Reaver Plague attack.
Drake Sunfire deflects Reaver Plague
from Ra Moon.
Ra Moon strikes Synth with its Reaver
Plague attack.
Ra Moon strikes Riot with its Reaver
Plague attack.
Ra Moon strikes Vile with its Reaver
Plague attack.
Ra Moon strikes Flare Phoenix with
its Reaver Plague attack.
Ra Moon strikes you with a minor hit
from its Reaver Plague attack for 12 units of damage.
Ra Moon strikes Pharaoh Man with its
Reaver Plague attack.
The Valkyrie does but one thing. It opens Fire at the Reavar advance.
and this time, fighting against a direct assault, it can open fire
Completly, the Valkyrie lights into a flurry of Lasers.... Heavy
Lasers. Railguns.... Rockets.... and most importantly, Heavy Ion Cannon
fire into the oncoming revears. It DOES watch it's fire as Rock begins
it's approach however, being careful of friendly fire, but otherwise,
it's Assault haas begun. Rush , sitting in his chair is staring a
holographical tactical display on the bridge. let it it be so!
Metal Man looks at the masses of the enemy and readies
his blades, the blades fly, Joes fire, Gear Clowns attempt to run over
the Reavers. Some of the drones fall but those that don't keep on
fighting. Metal Man meanwhile lets the blades fly towards the enemy
some how hes ignored he'll just make them pay for that as blades rain
down upon the enemy. He leaps upon reavers in his way using them as
stepping stones. "Come on try and hit me you worthless slaggers! WE ARE
ROBOT MASTERS! WE WILL END EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!"
Metal Man strikes Ra
Moon with his Sawblade attack.
Ra Moon successfully reflects
Sawblade.
Synth is now VERY nervous. Not only are the reavers
swarming even her, striking at her (as she fights one off with her
laptop gun), but someone - or something - has spotted her, someone from
the Robot Masters. Her eyes sweep the crowd, spotting likely
candid--ah. Pharoah Man.
"Note to self," she says, levelling
the laptop with the rest of the Reaver swarm. "Don't stick around for
the celebration." A small smile plays across her face, and a loud beat
plays acrosss the air, synchronizing with Michael's song to strike at
the Martian hordes.
Synth strikes Ra Moon
with her Laptop Gun - Beatbox attack.
Ra Moon successfully reflects Laptop
Gun - Beatbox.
Ra Moon brings its reflect system
offline.
Despite Magnet Man's best efforts a number of Reaver
Bots collide with him anyway. This doesn't do him a lot of good, but he
doesn't slow down either, despite gashes in his armor. Magnet Man...
almost seems to be in a bit of a panic while running, repeating to
himself "It's ok, it's ok, it's ok, everything's cool, I'm leet. I'm
leet, I'm leet, I'm leet. I can handle this! I'm in the zone, it's all
mine! YAAAAH!"
He continues batting Reavers aside
with his magnetism until he finally gets a clear view of Ra Moon.
"This'll mean aggro on me for sure... but here goes nothing!" Trying to
get clear of Reaver Bots, even for a few moments, Magnet Man
concentrates on all the pieces of scrap in the area, reaver bot or
otherwise, levitates them into the air, and sends them speeding towards
The Destroyer.
You strike Ra Moon with a glancing hit from your Metal Storm attack.
Still in the air, Flare looses a loud cry before
decending for the hordes, her wings a good 20 feet across as she buzzes
over the massive swarm, the fiery wings constantly dropping off blazing
feathers into the reaver swarm, "This is SO going to be a long long
long night," she mutters, pulling back up into the air after her first
run.
Flare Phoenix misses Ra Moon with her Wing Shards attack.
A reaver lunges for Pharaoh
Man, and then another, and another. He goes down in a small group of
five or so...only for a sudden blast of superheated air to tear them
apart. Pharaoh Man calmly blinks upwards into a hover, back into his
original pose, and brings the hand downward.
The Robot Master drones charge.
Ra begins to blink rapidly, sending further bursts of superheated air
at pockets of reavers, directing his forces as best he can.
Pharaoh Man strikes
Ra Moon with his Heat Wave attack.
Suploid blinks as he gets hit with the plague like attack. The
Hero in Green coughs a few times before he sees that he quickly runs
out of ammo. Seems like he should have brought a second gun. Either
way, Suploid uses his super strength to get the most out of his gun,
merely throwing it as hard as he can right for the eye of one of the
Reavers, hoping to take down one of the larger ones and cause it to
fall on the smaller ones. He would offer some witty banter, but in epic
struggles this big, such words are lost in the roar of battle.
Pineapple strikes Ra Moon with his
Well-aimed Small Object attack.
Drake might not want to be a hero all that much. That's OK. Francine
doesn't want to either. But she is angry. And she wants to shoot
things. A lot. So as the Reaverbots rush up, she has the hot bullets of
handgun to die for them. A bot flies at her. She kills it. Another.
Kills it. Another. Kills it. Francine walks forward slowly. Shooting.
Shooting. Shooting.
Francine McDonald
strikes Ra Moon with her Generic Ranged attack.
As Vile immediately begins the
assault upon the plants, the bamboo, dry as it was, as well as some of
the wheat stalks. The bamboo was the one that was set aflame first, the
heat of the cannon incinerating the ones closest while turning some of
the others into burning pyres about them.
A bit of flame happens to catch towards the
one that shoots the dart, and it catches aflame. The corn seems to be
lit for a few seconds before exploding. Apparently the chemicals were
unstable, and reacted less then welcome to the fire.. although it
didn't look like, like normal plants, burning was the way to deal with
them.
Flora Man himself grows close, grabbing a
small stem that happens to be growing, before pulling it about a few of
the plants that stood long, running in close and beginning to crate a
miniature obstacle course with a few vines, leaves, and of course,
ground spikes.
The corn stalks begin to fire off towards the
crowd of drones and reploids, the midwest defense, as Flora Man himself
yet ceases to get directly involved. For now. They change to aim
towards the robot master drones, firing bursts of them.
The grain still wafts, not quite sharp, not
quite useful, except the fact that the pollen upon it might be used for
a few other things, perhaps to help the reavers. They were already
incited and angry, but there were always ways to increase optimum
efficiency.
"Stay close," Rock says to Fliptop, Rush, and Beat as the Wilysaucer
starts to descend for the hoard of 2nd wave Reavers below -- it's
eoowoo generator busted. Their descent is slow, almost too slow, like a
slowly lowering cargo bay door. His arm flickers, crackling with a
flash of blue energy, as the Mega Buster is drawn to life. A second
later, eclipsed in motes of incadescent energy, Mega Man finally leaps
from the Wilysaucer and straight down into the hoard; a red robo-canine
and a blue robo-bird immediately leaping to follow.
Rock lands with both his booted feet crushing down on one unfortunate
Reaver. The smoking Wilysaucer III roars by over his head, crashing
into the line of Reavers and momentarily lighting the black-stained sky
with a brilliant flash of explosive light. Charging forward, Reaverbits
flake off of Rock's boots as his buster arm levels. Whitehot pulses of
plasma lash out from his cannon, slamming into Reaver after Reaver as
they all start to recognize his energy signature as hostile. His
momentum, his direction, is clear -- straight for the Destroyer -- born
on a path of the dead.
Rush trails Rock, covering his back, growls and pouncing bites -- aided
by laserfire courtesy of Beat above -- keeping the Reavers that circle
and close from cutting Rock down from behind.
"There's so many, Rush! Keep moving! They're all /depending/ on us!"
The tentacled reavers get brutally assaulted, the arm being ripped
directly off. The friends around it are thoroughly beaten to a pulp
without a second notice. It doesn't take long for the berserker to
destroy the area around him. Even some of the artillery reavers are
destroyed from the raw strength of the berserker and his pseudo-buster.
Magnet Man's hurls reavers towards here and there as he does. They get
hurled, man handled like any robot master would. The gravitic Robot
Master seems to hurl the reavers as if they were nothing. As they were.
It just keeps going. Reavers are just the drones of apocalypse after
all.
Cryogenic Man still waits upon the turtles back.
He takes a sip of tea.
Reavers suck hard. Zero jumps over a barrage of fire,
arcing forward into the swarm. "I've killed better things than you
Reavers! Come on, I want a /challenge/!" Zero howls as he crashes to
the earth feet first, aiming to drive his feet through one reaver
before he turns to its fellws and sets to work. Fists fly, hands swing
wide, and Zero tears at Reavers, aiming to rip them apart into so much
scrap. The berserker drives his fist into one man sized Reaver before
he rips his fist out, dragging wires with it. Using those wires, he
swings the drone around into more like it. "Is that all you've got?!
COME GET ME! I'll take you all with me!"
Zero strikes Ra Moon
with his Beginning Brutality attack.
Vile lets out another plume of napalm towards Flora
Man's plants, roasting them as best he can. Unfortunately with their
line already disrupted by this plan, it means Vile has little defense
against the Reavers that are swarming past them, ripping the forces of
Earth as they pass by. Angrily, Vile lets the plants be long enough to
focus on the Reavers. Bracing himself and angling himself almost at
random, the mini-rack on Vile's left shoulder begins releasing
mini-missile after mini-missile in rapid succession, each having the
power to hopefully down a Reaver. "Don't think I've forgotten about
you..." he snarls at Flora Man, although given the distance between
each other it's obvious Flora Man was not meant to hear it. He'll find
out soon enough.
Vile strikes Ra Moon with
his Generic Ranged attack.
Rock strikes Ra Moon
with his Generic Ranged attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "Big, dumb, and apparently
careless. For a large worm, this thing seems a little too easy to
evade."
Fliptop nods to Rock, before activating his rear mounted rocket
boosters and following Rock out of the Wilysaucer III. Flip stays close
to Beat, and while the little bird is dropping lasers on the Reavers,
Fliptop is dropping something more interesting into the crowd, Eddie
Bombs! Keeping his subspace lid constantly opened, the little suitcase
drops as many bombs as Beat drops lasers.
Reavers. Drake Sunfire hates Reavers. As they swarm towards him, he
meets the first one of them with his blade, deflecting the blow away
from himself. A second one is brushed off with a sweep of one of his
wings. Then Drake strikes back, unleashing into the Reavers in front of
him with a slash of the blade that he holds in his hands, "You're going
to die out here, Ra Moon. Because there's only one ultimate being on
this planet, and it's not you." It's not Drake either, but he's not
gonna add that part. It'd ruin the threat.
Fliptop strikes Ra
Moon with his Eddie Bombs attack.
Drake Sunfire misses
Ra Moon with his Flame Swipe attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Skull Man transmits, "What?"
Ra Moon advances on Mega Man and his companions, black
energy swirling around him. Mega Man's shots take down Reavers, but Ra
Moon cares not for them. "Now is the time of your destruction," it
says, pulsing a blast of energy at Mega Man hard enough to drive him
back 50 yards.
Metal Blades soar through the Reavers, cleaving through two or three at
a time before losing too much momentum to continue. His aggressive
posture draws the attention of the horde, who continue to fire upon the
speedy, dexterous Robot Master. Synth, formerly a master, clears away
some of the Reavers with her sonic pulses; Magnet Man collects many of
the pieces and fires them forward, deeper into the horde. This provides
an opening for the Robot Masters' own drones to charge, providing a
wedge for others to act. Zero gets up momentum in the gap and pounds at
the Reavers, tearing several of them apart with his bare hands.
Flare's dive doesn't have the desired effect, scattering rather than
harming the Reavers. This gives Pharaoh Man an opening to wash the
confused Reavers with flames, destroying a good dozen. One of the
Reavers that Pharaoh Man's roasting miss gets smote by Suploid's gun.
Other Reavers go down from Francine's precision fire, making more room
rapidly filled by Vile's missiles.
But still, they come.
Ra Moon strikes Vile with its Generic
Ranged attack.
Ra Moon misses Zero with its Generic
Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Francine McDonald
with its Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pineapple with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pharaoh Man with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes you with a minor hit
from its Generic Ranged attack for 8 units of damage.
Ra Moon strikes Synth with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon misses Metal Man with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Drake Sunfire with
its Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon misses Rock with its
Telekinetic Mosh Pit attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "So that's the
Irregular hologram guy? Pfft."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "They're using a zombie worm..
Doctor Light mentioned something about Ra Moon having fetched it from
the sun, or some such drivel. It looks quite clearly dead and falling
apart. And called it a Seismic something or other. My databanks have no
record of it."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, ".... SY?!"
Pharaoh Man continues to
blink, only for a stray reaver blast or two to smack him for his
efforts. This will not do at all. He takes a few moments to relocate
Synth in the mix of things. Oh, soon, she shall rejoin her brethren.
But for now, her efforts are far too useful against the Reavers to be
disrupted. But soon...
The Pharaoh blinks in and out of patches of
Reavers, lashing out with a flaming khopesh violently, while snapping
out directive code-phrases to the Robot Master drones...
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Oh F***."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "KILL IT! KILL IT!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Skull Man transmits, "Oh /god/ no. /That/ thing."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "DESTROY IT FOREVER! WHY DID THEY
BUILD SUCH A THING?"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, "You head Dad. MAKE IT DEAD
AGAIN."
Valkyrie from above, continues it's downwards massive
assault at the incoming swarm of Revars. The Repliforce Warship still
holding it's ground. It's assumed that it's most likely being attacked
so it's shield's glint as fire disapates over it's shield. shreeding it
down bit, by bit, by bit. Rush sits back on the Bridge and directs
fire. "Move Laser battery 25's fire to sector 5-A and Move the
Railgun's fire to sector 4-B.." and so on. Rush is being strictly
direct as Artillery Snake goes about making the alterations in the
Ship's weapons. "Aye, Sir!" he replies in his stern, almost Mr. T
Sounding voice.
Pharaoh Man strikes
Ra Moon with his Khopesh Brand attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "Somoene will
have to fill me in on the missing chunks of my memory later. The last
transfer has left me unable to recall any events from before the last
two months. *fwish* It's slow and clumsy. This should be easy."
Well, why let all of his drones do the work?
Flora Man aims at a particular one to escape
the wrath of the reavers and Ra Moon. Eyes, heavy brows furrowing as he
takes precise aim. Meanwhile, Vile sets more of his plant drones
aflame, some catching on fire, others burning more. A group of oddly
grown turret like stalks explode through the heat, chemicals splashing
from the waste. The wheat as well is set aflame, some of it burning,
pluming as it begins to burn. And it burns well, oddly well, as a green
smoke begins to waft from the burning wheat like plant.
But it isn't, an obvious testament to the pure
amount of fire weaponry used upon him on this planet. It burns, and as
it does, it begins to release a rather thick gas, slightly noxious in
it's creations.
Picking a random target to fire upon, Flora
Man aims, a burst of pollen being fired at high velocity towards the
unlucky reciever. He's close by, but far enough from Vile to not hear
him.
"Son of a bitch!" Reavers still coming from everywhere.
Drake decides that it'll be best if he uses some of his new moves to
clear them out. Charging up one of his claws with electricity, Drake
leaps right for a reaver, to drive the claws straight through it, and
then move on to others, repeating the process.
Drake Sunfire strikes
Ra Moon with his Ion Claw attack.
She's not made for this kind of
nonsense! Synth raises the laptop, grunting, as it reconfigures itself
into a bazooka-like shape. There's a noise of locking and loading, then
Synth aims straight for what she can see of Ra Moon. She narrows one
eye. "I've had enough," she says through gritted teeth.
She may have come to repair, but
tonight? Tonight, she's striking with firepower. A trio of large
bullets head for the Reaver swarm and their bossman, the Robot Devil
himself.
Cryogenic Man randomly selects
someone in this room. Ra Moon is picked.
Synth strikes Ra Moon
with her Pda Unit - Rappers We Crush attack.
Flora Man strikes
Fliptop with his Pollen Blast attack.
Power thrums through Zero's systems as he engages in
brutality to the drones. If he is going to die, he is going down in
battle. The berserker lunges, drawing his beam saber and igniting it
all at once. He swings it wide, trying to make the Reavers shy back,
even as he lunges at another, his arrogant smirl slowly slipping into a
grimace. There's so many. He can't conceivably hold out forever,
attrition will get him.
He'll get them first, though. With a bellow, Zero surges deeper into
the reaver throng, his free hand driving at a Reaver. His intent is to
shove his hand through one, and another, and another until he cannot
move forward with the weight. So far, so good.
Zero strikes Ra Moon with his Z Knuckle attack.
Ready to make her second run, the Firebird once again
sweeps down over the reaver swarm, wings blazing bright and hot as she
surges across, even taking potshots at anything she notes that is just
a bit bigger then the rest. There's just so many, its hard to really
focus on any one reaver at any given point, "Just freaking die, ever
single one of you.." she growls, not bothering to pull up this time,
even trying to help out Megaman with a potshot or two from her distance.
Flare Phoenix misses Ra Moon with her Heat Wave attack.
Suploid decides to get up close and personal, just
flying down and trying to crunch one under foot. He looks about, trying
to figure out how everyone else is faring, but it is only for a second
or two before he flies forward, knowing that even if he was twice as
powerful and armored that it would still be a hard fight for him. Best
to take as many down before he himself gets put down for the count.
Francine McDonald is on the move. And why? Because she
wants a rematch with a certain person. A person who gave her some
significant pain in the past. And even if she can't win, Francine will
be happy to take her pound of flesh from Flora Man.
"FLORA MAN!" she shouts, moving through the obstacle course as she
approaches the Gentleman. Her pistols are hot with anger, possibly also
drunk. We don't know, but those British, they always drink a lot. "Care
for round two, you despoiling wretch?"
Magnet Man is, at least, marginally effective. But he
still gets sprayed with counter-fire. "I AM NOT A TANK, DAMMIT!" He
shouts, trying to take cover. Where the hell is their strategy? He
doesn't have the endurance to take straight hits, even if they are
still pretty mind, all things considered. All of the high hit-point
people should be drawing Ra Moon's fire.
"Think Magnet, think think think. At
this rate I'll be dead before this even begins." He tries to think of a
strategy, but ultimately fails. Magnet Man is more of a follower,
letting other people come up with the methods, and himself only
carrying them out. "Oh fork it." He grumps, and jumps back out from his
shelter, firing a blast of pure, destructive, magnetic force at Ra Moon.
And, of course: Magnetism is Blue.
Francine McDonald
strikes Flora Man with her Rapid attack.
You strike Ra Moon with a glancing
hit from your Magnet Buster Megablast attack.
Pineapple strikes Ra Moon with his Faster Than A Speeding Bullet attack.
Sometime early in hte fight the portable buildings
of Tent City had collapsed in, burrying one of the defenders... That
defender has worked his way out. The Cobalt and Navy blue ex-Cop
Reploid stands again. "...I hate being late." he draws out the aging
SWAT Buster and works the action once before levling it and fires...
Hey, it's a target rich environment.
Rich in -reavers-.
Riot strikes Ra Moon
with his Ripper Buster attack.
Cryogenic Man continues to sit on his turtle while his reavers
continues to plow forwards.
He sits back on his turtle, sipping down some tea.
He's far enough that his reavers will do the work for him.
With every missile Vile shatters a Reaver with, two
more zip past to take its place. The Maverick criminal prefers fighting
enemies that are alive. Or more alive than the Reavers are, anyway.
Vile twists and narrowly avoids a Reaver aiming to impale him.
Unfortunately he's too slow to get the /second/ Reaver, which slashes
into his left arm just above the elbow. Somewhere behind his helmet,
Vile grits whatever passes for teeth. His gaze darts about, eager to
avoid any further attacks on his person. As he looks around, his glare
falls upon Flora Man once again. The architect of this little plant
mayhem. Muttering a battlecry only to himself, Vile begins charging
through Reavers, ignoring the pollen blast fired elsewhere. The
Maverick drives through any drones in his way, attempting to slam into
Flora Man and knock him down for the coup de grace.
Vile strikes Flora
Man with his Charge attack.
The blade slinger is unharmed at this moment he weaves out o the
way of a number of attacks. Even using some reavers to shield them from
their fellows. One beam type one he grabs and spins letting its own
weapon turn upon its fellows. Then he fires off another blade for good
measure at the reaver he used as a weapon.
Metal Man misses Ra Moon with his
Single Blade attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "Hmm. Fire doesn't seem to be
working.."
The world freezes. The dark sky burns to white. Mega Man's attention
homes in, like a laserbeam, his green eyes solid steel locked on Ra
Moon's form. The ground around the blue bomber starts to curl as the
dark telekinetic forces of the Destroyer start to bend reality to his
will. Clumps of sod, hunks of Reaver debris, even Rush starts to lift
off the ground. There is a piercing wail that cuts the sky, shaking the
ear, a piercing noise that feels like it is grabbing your spine and
shaking it to pieces.
The wail bottoms out. The white sky shatters. The wave of telekinetic
force slams straight into Rock's body, sending him sailing back through
the air. He lands and bounces, skipping through the air on his back
several times until his twisted form finally skids to a rest. Seconds
later, the horde descends, Rock disappearing in the cloud of Reavers.
Rush stands close to a hundred yards deeper into the swarm. A second
ago, his best friend was standing at his side, surging up the hill for
Ra Moon. The robodog twists his head and can see nothing but a horrible
pile of clattering, blood-thirsty, Reavers beyond.
Beat notices this too. The bird, loyal to the end, looks at Fliptop. It
gives a call, a shrill bird shriek. It means, let's go, motherfucker!
The loyal companions descend on the pile like hellfire. Rush's sonic
amplified barks rail into Reaver after Reaver. Beat's laser burns
through an entire clip, the bird divebombing and lifting Reavers -- two
at a time -- in it's super-reinforced talons to hurl them into the
black barrier down the hill.
A rumbling noise starts to rise; drowning out the din of feeding
Reavers and the noise of Mega Man's robotic companions valiant stand.
It melts into what sounds like thunderclaps -- repeated cracks of pure
noise. One, after another, after another. With each clap, a pile of
Reavers explodes into dust. Within seconds, the entire swarm is nearly
exhausted -- a pile of debris left in their place. One final
thunderclap resounds -- snapping the air. Rush, Beat, and company
scatter back, creating a perimeter.
A flash of explosive force washes out from one side of the pile. Then
the other side. Then straight up, lighting up the dark sky with a
brilliant fiery cyclone. Seconds later, a grotesque mass -- a machine
of war -- ascends on a trail of light.
"FOR PEACE! FOR EARTH! FOR ROLL!"
Rock changes into his
Ultimate ODESSA armor.
Rock strikes Ra Moon with his Fight
On For Everlasting Peace attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "We hate
'everyone,' and 'everyone' is stupid, but we think we're right about
'everyone.'"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Delta PB Dust Man transmits, "I want to see my Mars
clone!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "He's probably dead."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Delta PB Dust Man transmits, "That's no fair!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "A King Clone ate him."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Delta PB Dust Man transmits, "DAMN HIM!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "That would account for his
abject st-DUST MAN GO DEFEAT MY ENEMIES."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Sword Man transmits, "There can be only one."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Delta PB Dust Man transmits, "YES!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, "My own clone is dead as
well....pitty."
Fliptop doesn't speak robot bird talk, but he gets the message loud and
clear. He dives down with Beat, dropping more Eddie Bombs and
divebombing alongside the bird. Looping back around, he glances at what
Rock has now become. Landing between Rush and Beat, he reinforces the
perimeter they have created.
Pharaoh Man smites at the Reaver horde while giving orders to the
Master drones. Several explode impressively, sending up towering plumes
of smoke. The air support from the Valkyrie provides critical cover for
Zero's rampage, letting him carve through an swath of them in an
impressive display of power. This also clears a lot of the ground that
Flare was aiming at, but hey, it's a deterrent. The fire gives Suploid
room to drop down and smoosh a particularly persistent Zakobon dead,
and shortly thereafter the dead Reaver is bombarded by Metal Man's toss
of another dead comrade.
Riot emerges from the ruins and starts firing on the Reavers, giving
cover fire to Vile inadvertently to let him get over to Flora Man.
Meanwhile, Magnet Man's magnetic blast tears through a line of Reavers,
causing a series of powerful explosions, but stops dead about five feet
away from Ra Moon. He barely notices it.
He notices something else instead.
The force of Mega Man's transformation is terrible. Ra Moon stumbles
back a step from the force of it, raising a hand to push the energies
back. The pets are of no concern -- that power is.
The wave of force obliterates a legion of Reavers in front of Mega Man,
the power bowing and buckling as it snaps around Ra Moon, leaving him
unharmed for the moment. "You have strength," Ra Moon observes, and
proportionately elevates its own powers. It begins to summon up
something from within itself, but has enough leftover power to account
for this new threat -- he sends the next wave of Reavers at Mega Man
and any others in his path.
Vile deflects Generic Ranged from Ra
Moon.
Ra Moon misses Zero with its Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Francine McDonald
with its Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pineapple with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pharaoh Man with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes you with a minor hit
from its Generic Ranged attack for 8 units of damage.
Ra Moon misses Synth with its Generic
Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Metal Man with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon misses Drake Sunfire with its
Generic Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Riot with its Generic
Ranged attack.
Ra Moon strikes Rock with its Generic
Ranged attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Omega XO Cold Man transmits, ".... It's tempting to
answer Rock's call, sadly."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "Give him a busy signal."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "With sarcasm? Let the kid have
his moment."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "We say 'kid' rhetorically
because he's older than we are, but the chicks he dates are way
younger."
Is it her or is fire just not hurting these things? Flare grunts a bit
and pulls up into the air again, getting her bearings, "The hell does
it take to hurt these things," she growls.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Gemini Man transmits, "WAY younger.
SANDLOT."
Flare Phoenix
forfeits a turn to charge WE.
A clip is emptied into Flora
Man, bullets piercing the vitals that make up Flora Man's armor. He
staggers backwards as the assault strikes, turning to see just who
would do such a thing. It was simple, that woman that he had seen
before, dealt with before.
Flora Man is hardly interested in dealing with
her, but he will so he can go back to what he was doing. "Whaht do ye
whaht lahssie. Ye jes' be ruining whaht 'ah be doin' 'ere. Please, do
yeself a favor 'ahn GO AWAHY!" A barrier swells about Flora Man as he
dives for Francine, slashing past back and forth, and then coming to a
rest from where he started, hopefully with a few slashes into the woman.
Flora Man himself does not see something
coming though.
Vile charges through the plant mayhem as Flora
Man still directs them, to build, to grow, to destroy... but there is
only so fast you can do it.
As he rips through the reavers and drones, he
then comes to Flora Man.. and charges straight into him. Flora Man,
eyebrows bushy and wide, emits his surprise through a heavy based cry
before slamming backwards, and skidding to a stop, breaking a bit of
ground and unshelving the grass.. unfortunately.
Would he get up before the assault continues?
Flora Man misses
Francine McDonald with his Flora Shield attack.
Pharaoh Man continues to fight on, but with
each materialization, stray shots slam into him. There are simply too
many to evade this way. He terminates the blink sequence, and rises
into the air slowly, hovering in midair. His aerial drones leap to
protect his ascent, using themselves as kamikazi's as need be.
The armcannon is raised, beads of light pulling inwards as a charge
grows, before it is pointed upon the mass of Reavers. And a single,
pure beam of sunlight emerges, tearing accross the ground...
Pharaoh Man misses Ra
Moon with his Sunbeam attack.
"Hey!" Drake yells, after taking down his reavers, when
he spots Flora Man going after Francine, "Nobody screws with Neo
Arcadia, especially not some prick from Mars who thinks he's better
than us!" Drake takes to the air, quickly sailing through the sky,
before he drops to the air, aiming to land on Flora Man, and then fire
his boosters to backflip off of him and land back into his combat pose,
"If you wanna fight somebody, asshat, fight me!"
Drake Sunfire strikes Flora Man with his Dragonsault Kick attack.
Cryogenic Man was waiting. He had been waiting for his opponent.
Sitting down at a table on top of a massive turtle reaver. He looms
over the horizon, slowly approaching the battle field while he sat down
to have a cup of tea.
He continued to wait, sipping his tea.
The reavers were his meat shields. Nothing could touch him there.
Fliptop forfeits a
turn to charge WE.
"Tch, being so freaking flashy." Magnet Man comments to
no one in particular over Mega Man's trnasformation. "I could do that
too ((if I had the upgrades and capacity for it)) but I don't wanna."
Oh well, back to being ineffective against Ra Moon. Probably a whole
lot MORE ineffective now that Mega Man has /gotten serious/.
"Hmm, let's see.... no need to waste
my fuel, I--- OW!" He shouts, as he's pelted again by a barrage of
fire. Sheesh, can't a blaster find SOME cover? "Ok, time for something
quick and cheap..." Quickly scanning the battlefield for some more
reavers, particularly damaged ones that are barely alive, Magnet Man
swiftly sends a surge of magnetic energy through them, forcing them all
to clump together like a giant Reaver Katamari, and sends that rolling
towards Ra Moon.
"I <3 Revamari."
Still powering through the Reavers, Zero shouts as loud
as he can. Sure, he could use the radio, but it's personal. "Come on,
people! Let's finish this! It's in our hands!" Only now does Zero start
to use his saber, the green blade flickering as he cuts deeper into the
swarm, making his way towards the Destroyer and his best friend. While
Rock isn't alone figuratively, he's out there withonly the animals and
Fliptop to protect him. Zero is on a mission, now, and woe to any who
get in his way.
He's in his own place right now, focused entirely on assaulting
the drones, which leaves him open for heavier assaults from the back.
He can take it for now, but for how long?
You strike Ra Moon
with a glancing hit from your Magnetize attack.
Zero strikes Ra Moon with his Flesh
Wound attack.
Metal man is not dead yet even as he watches Roc
transform, he's in shock he's never seen anything like this before. He
then yells
"FOR WILY! FOR THE ROBOT MASTERS AND FOR EARTH! "
Metal Man then keepson going even as the reavers
manage to damage him, he's shot, armor is melted but the blade master
still stands and he will keep fighting so long as he has a spark of
power in him. Then one attack hits him in the helmet but keeps going.
Then out of the ground come legions of dagger drones on sucide missions
into the Reaver ranks. They seek out Reaver Power Signatures and attemp
to explode on contact.
Valkyrie is still overhead. Hopefully safe from any
immediate Mega Man Friendly fire. Does Rush see this? Yes. the whole
Bridge crew see's this as he hrms. Frequency Ferret is annocuing an
important transmission. Rush takes it on the main screen. yes, the
Medivac is being assaulted...
Metal Man strikes Ra Moon with his Explosive Drone attack.
"Dropping back," Synth mutters to no one in
particular. She moves out of Ra Moon's blast range, or as far as she
THINKS she can go, letting the rock from the nearby concert wash over
her and silently praying she doesn't run into Pharoah Man.
"MEDIC!" she hollers, moving the
laptop back into a repairing configuration. "MEDIC SERVICE HERE! If
you're hurt, fall back to me!" She raises the PDA in her other hand, a
bright blazing blue beacon of hope for any who need a brief repair
before charging into combat.
Francine McDonald fighting alongside Vile. WHo would ever have thought.
The Reaverbots keep on attacking, slicing at her with their wings and
serrated limbs. It cuts through plastic and skin equally, but even as
the slices pile up, Francine doesn't care. She's focused. "This is for
London, Flora Man!" she shouts, firing at him. "This one is for the
Pantheon! And this one is for me!" She fires again and again, her eyes
full of tears she's not been willing to let out. If she destroys the
Gentlemen, it might help heal her home.
Francine McDonald
misses Flora Man with her Bang Bang That Awful Sound attack.
The Tower of Light is in a bad way. Whatever wasn't
wrecked by the initial assault isn't being done any good by the massive
outpouring of power now going on in the plains surrounding it.
Regardless -- one young Hunter charges out of what remains of the mess,
defiantly, preparing to join the rest of the fight. A bright golden
sheen of light surrounds her frame, the generation of a massive amount
of energy having been done in preparation for the battle already in
progress.
Cinnamon has arrived.
It seems that there is a hope. Mega Man is truly a powerhouse now. But
the most powerful fighting machine working with the most powerful
scientists... It is not surprising that there would be some last trick
will be pulled out. But as Rock does his thing, Suploid takes the pain
of the Reavers shots, his frame battered and torn. But he can still
fight. He just starts to fly through the Reavers, punching and kicking
with a power unmatched by many reploids in this world. He keeps
fighting for the time being, covering himself in the 'blood' of Reavers
at this time. "For Peeeeace!"
Pineapple strikes Ra
Moon with his Super Smash attack.
Riot ducks slightly as the amassed fire strikes his
body, stumbling back. Riot grits his teeth and steps forward against
the incoming fire. His lessons learned from the attack on Tora Bora
come to his mind and he powers up the sonic emitters in his armor
pauldrons. "Reavers in the side pocket." He ironicly continues fire
support for Vile as he advances.
Riot strikes Ra Moon
with his Come Quietly... attack.
Vile impacts with Flora Man, unaware of he covering
fire Riot accidentally gave him. It is a satisfying feeling hitting the
Robot Gentleman. Vile makes a note to keep doing it until it stops
being satisfying. It is likely to keep being satisfying for a long,
long time, however. Reavers streak about overhead, darting around in a
maddening pace. Raising his fist, he lets a Reaver fly into it,
demolishing it. Quick to charge towards Flora Man even as Drake gives
him a swift kick. "Out of the way, human," he hisses, "Let a Reploid do
the job the job right." Without any further warning, another jet of
liquid fire shoots out towards Flora Man... and alas the very close
Drake.
"Whoops," Vile says no matter who
gets hit. He doesn't seem all that concerned after all, though.
Mega Man X, Ultimate ODESSA. Rock can feel the raw power flowing
through his veins. He can taste his systems surging with the activation
of the armor. His attack was intentional, designed to draw Ra Moon's
full gaze. It succeeds. Reavers come, and Mega Man X is prepared. Two
over-sized arms lock into position at the foreground. The left one
crackles, expelling a seismic thunderclap like some distorted shotgun
on crack. The oncoming wall of Reaver's explodes into a thousand pieces
just after one takes a chunk out of his shoulder. The gun-arm
ker-clacks, a giant, smoking, shell spinning off into the air.
"Time to go back to your cage, Ra Moon."
Both of Rock's gun-arms lower. Missile pods on his shoulder swing
outward. A green targeting reticle folds over his eye, flickering on
his internal eye until it flashes red. A sea of some four dozen
missiles scream out of Rock's body, each twisting and swirling in a
wild zig-zag pattern through the air until they reach Ra Moon. And then
they break apart into a hundred littler, smaller, clusters of rumbling
explosions.
Vile strikes Flora Man with his
Napalm Cyclone attack.
Vile strikes Drake Sunfire with his
Napalm Cyclone attack.
Rock strikes Ra Moon
with his Missile Torrent attack.
There's a flash of energy only a few feet from
Cryogenic Man. It's the very person that promised to kill the Robot
Gentlemen division leader earlier today, Protoman. "Hello Cryogenic.
It's been awhile since we've last seen each other." The ex-Hunter
doesn't fire on Cryogenic, instead his buster sits there and charges
before he fires off a shot at Cryogenic's feet.
"So are you going to take the coward
way out and hide behind the Reavers, or did you want to finally 'prove
your mettle' and take me on one on one, filth?"
Blues misses
Cryogenic Man with his Proto Buster Warning Shot attack.
Fliptop continues to stand by the sides of Rush and
Beat, keeping an edgy eye open for any wayward Reavers that might come
his way. In all the madness of this battle, he's only just noticed that
there's a flower petal sticking in his side. He leaves it there for
now, as he stands ready, ready for whatever his latest upgrade was to
come into effect. For now, he waits.
Fliptop forfeits a turn to charge WE.
The torrent of missiles pound down at Ra Moon, tearing into his body
hard. He doesn't immediately react, focusing his attention elsewhere.
He sinks to his laurels after the attack, perhaps more weakened from
the energy shield dropping than he thought. What is he doing?
The energy beam refracts off the body of a large, grub-like
Reaver-beast, apparently hardened against energy shots of that sort.
However, Magnet Man appears to have a good idea; he fires a ball of
magnetically interlocked Reavers at the grub, which knocks it down and
leaves it vulnerable to Zero's slashing. It explodes in an impressive
plume of smoke. Wilybot teamwork!
Metal Man keeps attacking, desperate, ennobled by the end of the world.
He sends out his drones, which clear a path in front of him to advance.
More air support pounds down, giving Synth an escape route -- and
letting Cinnamon into the fray.
Suploid battles onward, fighting the Reavers in close combat. They mass
around him, but he gives as good as he gets. However, even superheroes
can get worn down. This is where Riot's sonic blaster comes in, helping
Suploid keep himself mobile and taking out even more Reavers.
The Reavers charge onward, even as Mega Man and his allies continue to
fight. Robot Gentlemen die in the distance. He focuses on a point
nearby the stage, rising up. He throws his hands up over his head,
radiating anti-light; black whisps rise up from his body, a dreadful
buzzing permeating the landscape. Energy surges up in the distance,
nearby the stage, and something is made. Something ... humanoid.
It speaks, power radiating out from his body, as it stares down Mega
Man. He can handle the hero -- but the others could use a new playmate.
"PA TRI ARCH," it buzzes, as the monster makes itself manifest on Earth
for the first time.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "...Amun-Wily, we have a
problem."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "Patriarch has been
ressurrected."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Cut Man transmits, "Wha.."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "KILL HIM!"
[Radio: (A) Chat] Cut Man transmits, "Oh crap."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Pharaoh Man transmits, "At once."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Dr. Wily transmits, "WHY ARE YOU EVEN ASKING ME THIS."
Another thud, Flora Man was
not fast enough to get out of the way of the kick assault, the backflip
off of him painful, but lesser than a few things. He roots himself,
different than steeling himself, and then pulls himself up off the
ground.
Upon standing up, a bang is heard, Flora Man
not taking the time to look at it, but instead, throwing out a fine to
catch onto a row of the larger corn stalks, pulling himself out of the
shots and out of harm. It just prevents the bullet from striking him.
Willing it to grow, it does, Flora Man riding
it upwards. .. Oh now this isn't good. The liquid flames also have a
blast of air with them, and whatever damage the fire is done, it is
lessened by such effects. Towards the three that assault him, Flora Man
burns.
Literal and in spirit, of course. "Blokes,
don't ye understahdn. 'Ah do not CARE about ye silly beliefs 'ahn
attempts. Ye 'ahll jes' continue ta' spout such logical fallacies while
'ah jes' wish ye would be quiet 'fer once, 'ahnd 'ere, let me 'elp you
with this attempt!"
Burning still, Flora Man watches the corn go
critical. Now would be the time to do something. Raising a buster
upwards, large seeds are created, raining down towards the three, Flora
Man even riding one of them down towards Vile, making sure none of the
seeds go for him.
He lets go of it, landing before Vile, and
pulling back a fist, Flora Man throws a few punches towards him, in
quick succession. "Ye' be enjoyin' this, aren't ye?" Flora Man asks,
backing off after the combo, fists up, waiting.
The plants still grow, but what are they
growing for? Perhaps a bit more will explain it, those that are alive
at least.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Omega XO Cold Man crick, crick.
"Alright. Moving out!"
Cryogenic Man instantly noticed the Blue Bomber as he fell. He growls
as he sees the face. Cryogenic Man shakes his head. "You shouldn't have
come to your own funeral. But I have waited for you." The gentleman
stated, his feet moving to avoid the blast. He didn't even know if it
was supposed to hit. But he gets up anyways, before flipping the table
towards the side, sending it off the side of the turtle, crackling and
bursting as it falls.
"I have been waiting for you, Blues. This 'filth' wants to take you one
on one, a duel to the end." The gentleman stated, walking up towards
Blues, and taking off a mitten before slapping the Red Bomber with it.
Or at least trying to.
"Garbage."
Cryogenic Man strikes
Blues with his Gentleman's Challenge attack.
Flora Man strikes
Francine McDonald with his Samara Storm attack.
Flora Man misses Drake Sunfire with
his Samara Storm attack.
Flora Man strikes Vile with his
Fisticuffs attack.
Please. Flames are nothing to Drake Sunfire. The word
fire is /in his name/, after all. So when Vile unleashes the napalm
cyclone around him and Flora Man, it just helps to brighten Drake's
mood. The dragon cyborg just grins a little bit, the flames all around
him, as he stares down Flora Man, "I hope you're ready to die out
here." He says, "Because you won't leave this spot.." The Corthborg
suddenly flares his wings, and then plants one of his foot talons, and
ignites his boosters, launching himself straight at Flora Man. Drake
weaves through the incoming seedling fire, powering right at Flora Man,
even as he engages Vile in hand to hand, aiming to drive his flaming
claws straight into the Robot Gentleman's chest, and rip out whatever
type of internal power source he might have in there. Drake wants to
finish this fight right here and now. Drake doesn't want Vile to get
the kill. He doesn't even want his fellow Neo Arcadian to get it. This
is his kill, and it's his night to shine.
Drake Sunfire misses
Flora Man with his Dragon Striker attack.
Zero is pressed back by the Reavers. His might is
great, but numbers are his bane. His bare hand works in tandem with his
energy blade, swaths being carved through the swarm. "It's almost done!
You guys are boned, so why don't you just give up and /die/!" In a
flash, his left hand shifts into the Hyper Buster. His weapon belches
globs of plasma as he whirls through the horde, like a vortex of death.
The berserker vents his rage, anger at the invasion, anger at the
needless death, anger at the monster that harmed Roll. He's just so
mad. Luckily for Ra Moon, Zero's venting on what is in front of him,
Reavers.
He'll fight them til they're gone or he dies.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Cut Man transmits, "Doctor.
Requesting to deploy the Yellow Devil."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Wind Man transmits, "... A splendid idea."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Omega XO Cold Man transmits, "Hmm.."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Metal Man transmits, "Bring in the firepower Cut Man."
[Radio: (A) Chat] Magnet Man transmits, "Sweet! Bring out the heavies!"
There was aFlora Shield Francine ducked under, we
forgot to mention that. However, there is a problem with her being
sprayed with corn shrapnel from all directions, many of its bullets
punching into her rubber suit and bruising her. Flora also has
apparently a higher vantage point in the form of a stalk.
Not for much longer, he doesn't.
Francine stows one pistol and takes out her Duel Baton, attempting to
strike through the stalk and knock Flora Man. Whether or not it
succeeds or just shakes him, she quickly takes her second pistol back
up again, and jumps up to meet him. She might even be right up in his
face for a moment.
"Hi there, mate."
Then she shoots him in the face. It's dramatic. It's
slow. Birds take flight.
Francine McDonald strikes Flora Man with her Slow Motion Shooting With
Doves attack.
Cinnamon takes the short advantage she is given within
the sudden assault from the air support -- scrambling in as best she
can. She isn't prepared to fight in this battle; she's here to make
sure the fighters have the energy they need to keep going. To that
extent, she has a difficult task -- she /cannot/ join in the fighting,
must refrain from it so she can be prepared to help when others start
to need it. There looks to be an open area by Fliptop, Rush, and Beat
-- Cinnamon scrambles in that direction, ducking under waves of fire
and misfire.
Mega Man floats upward, meeting Ra Moon's glare with his own cold
stare. There are only so many limits you can push a normal,
down-to-earth, happy-go-lucky man before he becomes the one thing you
fear. A weapon of war. One of these limits is nearly killing him. The
next limit is paralyzing him while you kill another. The next limit is
converting his brother; making him sell out the planet. But all of that
could be dealt with. All of that Rock Light could handle.
Then you try and kill his sister.
Both gun-arms come together as Rock interlocks them out before his
body. Balls of energy flicker and grow in the multiplicity of weapon
chambers. The buzzing of Patriarch's resurrection diminishes into the
hissing crackle of the ozone as the Ultimate ODESSA swallows the air
for fuel. The rock and roll concert booms in the background.
Rock plays his own percussion; a salvo of banging notes: BASTION'S
THEME.
Rock strikes Ra Moon with his
Bastion's Theme attack.
The Pharaoh snarls as his beam
is deflected by the meddlesome reaver. He snarls for a moment in rage,
before breathing deep, and screaming at the Reaver. It like a chorus of
a thousand damned souls, crying out for revenge....
Pharaoh Man strikes
Ra Moon with his Requiem Of The Damned attack.
"Thanks!" Suploid shouts out to Riot, not knowing the
person's name. But having someone take his back is always helpful and
deserves thanks. As he sees Cinnamon, he is instantly worried. After
all, Good Old Pat was all about Force Metal and eating things... And
him getting Cinnamon is unacceptable. So, he flies toward her, merely
saying, "If I have anything say about it, none shall harm you." With
that, he lands and just gives the opposing army the EYE OF JUSTICE.
Pineapple begins
covering Cinnamon.
High in the sky still, even Flare knows that name.. "oh
god..." she winces, looking toward the stage as if considering
something, but no, she shakes her head at the idea. "No.. My place is
here," she growls before looking toward the swarm, grinning widely.
"And I have a present for the whole blasted lot of you," she growls
before rushing down, even landing amidst the massive swarm. At first
she just unloads with the firearms she brought along, a -lot- of them,
giving her wings time to grow. They're getting huge as she pours in an
utterly massive amount of energy in them, pushing the shield
generator's that make her wings to the very limit. "Go to hell," she
says before she simply shuts the shields off. The flames, free, create
a massive inferno around her, attempting to anihilate a huge number of
reavers.
Flare Phoenix strikes
Ra Moon with her Broken Wings attack.
Vile is off in his own little world with Flora Man and
a pair of Neo Arcadians... and a swarm of Reavers. He finally notices
Protoman's arrival through the thick haze of Reavers. He sees X, in a
new Odessa form, take the fight to Ra Moon. "Where does he get those
wonderful toys?" Vile snarls idly. He knows damn well where X gets
those toys. His failure of a father's responsible for it. Vile knew the
bastard was up to no good the moment he spoke with Axl about Pavel's
whereabouts.
Turning back to Flora Man, Vile
shouts, "Yes! Yes I'm enjoying this, Flora Man." he spreads his arms.
"Look around you! It's glorious what you and Ra Moon have done for us.
Because of you... because of you twits coming around and stirring up
s---, we're all STRONGER for it! Nothing like the fear of obliteration
to force people to better themselves!"
Somewhere behind that terrifying
helmet, Vile is grinning like a madman, practically gleeful for all
that Ra Moon has done for him and his cause. Casually, Vile shunts the
napalm cannon and plasma pistol back into subspace, drawing out his
military pick. He taps the shaft of it against an open palm. "So on
behalf of Earth, Flora Man, for all that you and Ra Moon have done for
us... thank you." He lets Francine shoot Flora in the face, and then
charges, swinging the pick like a baseball player, madly trying to
plant the sharp point of it in Flora Man's face. WHAM WHAM WHAM! Swing
after swing, Vile brutally tries to impale the loyal Robot Gentleman
repeatedly, viciously taking him apart piece by piece, smashing them
over and over. Ten... twenty... thirty times... it doesn't stop. Vile
keeps swinging the military pick gleefully, showing his appreciation
for Flora Man.
Riot is aparrently fire support tonight. That suits him
just fine. Swinging around his heavy Guass SMG and lets the heavy
barrle slap in the palm of his hand, the wepon fires with a
*crack-THOOM* as the football shapped ferrous fiber slugs and ejects
the single shot power capacitors out the side as the line of fire
sweeps towards the reavers to clear them for his allies. "Just keep
pressing the attack!" He replies to Suploid.
Vile strikes Flora
Man with his Maul attack.
Flora Man falls to the ground,
unconscious, due to massive systems damage.
This is no good. This is no good at all. If Magnet Man
doesn't land an attack against Ra Moon DIRECTLY he can kiss any epic
loot goodbye! He won't stand for THAT! He has one sure-shot.
"Alright, Destroyer. You act like a
big shot, torment the world, tease us all constantly, then in the final
battle bring out THAT freak again. Well we've had enough!" Magnet Man
readies his main firing arm, aiming squarely at Ra Moon. This'll
probably be suicide, but... "Mega Man will take care of you. But
consider THIS a gift from an irked player! We don't appreciate being
walked all over, no matter HOW High and Mighty you think you are!
Always remember..." Magnet Man readies, aims, and fires one of his most
powerful Magnet Missiles at the Destroyer.
"...that WE'RE THE LEET ONES!"
You strike Ra Moon
with a glancing hit from your Magnet Missiles attack.
Riot strikes Ra Moon
with his ...or There Will Be Trouble attack.
Fliptop continues to stand his ground, keeping an eye
on any Reavers getting too close. Some of them do, and he opens his
subspace area towards them, the pocket almost having a blackhole effect
on them. No sooner have they been drawn in, the suitcase then propels
them back out into the rest of the Reavers. All the while, Fliptop
keeps glancing over at Mega Man, wary of the power he has, and still
pondering what his upgrade is meant to do.
Fliptop misses Ra Moon with his
Forced Ejection attack.
Is in a corner, he's like a predator that knows it's
cornered and has no way out. He fights in desperation, unloading every
weapon he can. The battle goes on as he watches ironically Synth gets a
way out from his attack, he knew Ra Moon ha to be stopped here, if he
failed Wily would likely die. That went against his core directive,
heck it goes against the tides of fate? But wasn't it always that. Then
he unloads trying to let lose as many blades has he move to be a bit
more focuse in targeting the more heavy reavers trying to weaken the
big guns of the attack force.
Metal Man strikes Ra
Moon with his Blade Storm attack.
Cold Man appears in the area, running in
at his semi-fast pace, heading for Pharaoh man and the other Robot
Masters quickly, only to.. see a whole lot of reavers. He frowns
deeply, and then pulls a Popsicle stick out of somewhere on his body,
before ice starts to form into a blade, and he smirks, "Time to beat
down." He starts to attack the reavers carefully, sticking to the small
ones until he has the energy in his systems to take on larger ones. He
brings the popsicle stick around in wide arcs, trying to take out as
many reavers as he can!
Cold Man strikes Ra Moon with his
Popsicle Pop attack.
Protoman walks into the smack from the mitten, as he
glares at Cryogenic. The look on Protoman's face isn't one of simple
anger or hatred; it's a loathing hatred from the very core of the
ex-Hunter. And the emotion is about to be completely unleashed on
Cryogenic Man as grabs Cryogenic and teleports them about two dozen
miles away into a quiet and empty field.
There's not a word that comes from
the ex-Hunter as Protoman's buster is already being raised toward
Cryogenic's face once they're on the other side of the teleport. "No,
see, I've been waiting for this since I started down the path that I'm
so reviled for now. So I'm going to take out every bit of anger on your
pathetic form then I'm going to smelt your body down to form a new
I-beam for my new cabin."
Blues strikes
Cryogenic Man with his Generic Ranged attack.
[Radio: (A) Chat] Cut Man transmits, "Damnit, Fire Man!"
Flora Man, however, is not one
to break a duel that he has initiated, Drake weaving through the seeds,
and towards Flora Man. Rolling to the side, brushing himself off, and
then facing Vile again, Flora Man stands upright, bushy brows blowing,
slightly charred from the flames as well.
Flora Man still faced Vile, fists up, facing
him. Perhaps this was a mistake.
Perhaps ever angering a being like Vile would
be a mistake, but he would not know such. Not until Vile began to
speak. He had picked a warrior bent of violence, who thrived on it.
Flora Man was not capable of handling one such as him.
"'Ahye... So ye be stronger chahp! So ye grow
'ahn better yeself, but ye forget, whaht if ye not be good enough? What
if ye stop a bit short?... Iffin' ye just don't cut it, dinnae ye no.."
He cannot see in the helemt, and he cannot see the grin. There is
little his can stop... "Thank us? O'.. Of course. We be but.."
And then Flora Man is cut off. A bullet slams
into his face, straight between the bushy eyebrows, catching him off
guard, the bass filled voice ending suddenly as Vile rushes forwards,
swinging the maul, attempting to plant the maul into his face.
Flora Man, while he is agile to duck under,
move to the side of a few, cannot prevent it, it slamming solidly,
imbedding it in the face. That is where it ends, the maul slamming down
again, each time another piece of armor being scattered at whim, being
ripped off into the crowd of reavers, slammed towards the air to fall,
or just launched away, the maul taking apart Flora Man before he knows
what is happening.
Flora Man does not cry out, he does not even
comprehend what is happening.. they were to succeed. He then stumbles,
a frame at best, perhaps even pieces of it broken and twisted as a
testament to Vile's strength.. before he falls, in pieces and in form,
to finally rest upon the grass and the field.
He at least felt the grass once more.
Flora Man ceases activity completely, the
drones stopping, shutting down, wilting about him. The drones he had
brang, were not more.
Well, damnit. Vile went and took down Flora Man after
Drake missed. That's upsetting. And yet, Drake will live. So now that
that's taken care of, Drake goes back to focus on the reavers,
spreading out his wings and cranking up the plasma output, before he
flies straight towards a large group of them, aiming to slice into them
with the plasma edges of his wings, and hopefully cut them down to size.
Drake Sunfire strikes
Ra Moon with his Plasma Wing attack.
...and that's that. Francine McDonald feels a little better for
herself, and she wanders out of the obstacle course reloading her
pistols. Flora Man is dead. Very good riddance. Now, if only she could
do the same for Cryogenic, destroyer of the London Eye, she'd be
laughing. She takes her duel baton and starts sweeping the Reavers
aside, trying to move towards parkaman.
Francine McDonald misses Ra Moon with
her Duel Baton Slash attack.
As Synth glances up, she spies Cinnamon from afar, with
her happiness sparkles and superior medical mojo. Good. Rearming the
laptop gun, Synth reconfigures the thing into an absurdly large gatling
machine, slung under her arm. She moves to face down a small branch of
the remaining reaver horde.
Drawing on a tiny fragment of her own energy, the gun rattles as Synth
unleashes a storm of lasers into the Martian juggernauts. Too bad she
can't see a Gentleman from here...
Synth strikes Ra Moon
with her Laptop Gun - Gatling Laser attack.
Ra Moon starts to rebuild power after recreating Patriarch in the
distance. The giant monster should suffice to kill off his foes for the
present. Reavers keep coming, but most of the attention seems to be
focused on the remaining Robot Gentlemen. So be it.
The giant guns pound into Ra Moon, ripping into his armor. He is
blasted again and again, the thundering bass of the concert mingling
with the rapid-fire slugs of bullets ripping into his body. The sheer
force of it tears through his superstructure, his body seeming to
evaporate under the torrent of abuse. Black energy leaks out like tar
as more and more of his frame is pulverized, snaking up and around him.
The darkness seems to be filled with eyes -- it looks into the enemy
with contempt.
Ra Moon staggers back, reconstituting his body in a perverse display of
strength -- the shards that were blasted off retreat, his systems
reintegrating around his crystalline core just as they were.
As more Robot Gentlemen go down, attention returns to the Reavers. The
sonic bombardment from Pharaoh Man carves through more of his forces,
as does Flare's furious torrent of fire. Riot lays down conventional
fire, while Magnet Man's missiles tear through the Reavers. A few of
the missles hit Ra Moon during his regeneration phase but don't seem to
cause any significant damage. Cold Man's bludgeoning, meanwhile, covers
Magnet's six.
Fliptop's crazy black hole effect sends up a geyser of Reavers. Metal
Man has an easy time carving through the helpless drones with his
blades, causing a variety of impressive explosions. That's definitely a
highlight reel shot. Similarly, the flaming wings of Drake carve
through numerous Reavers, helping Francine advance toward her target.
Synth's suppression fire plows into more Reavers -- there's starting to
look like there are gaps in their advance now.
But this does not seem to deter Ra Moon. "Try harder," it says, raising
up his hands. The skies open up with steaming pieces of ice, some as
large as fists, that pummel down on Ra Moon's foes while almost
entirely missing the majority of the Reaver forces.
Ra Moon strikes Synth with its Hot
Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Francine McDonald
with its Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon misses Drake Sunfire with its
Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Cold Man with its Hot
Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Metal Man with its
Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Fliptop with its Hot
Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes you with a minor hit
from its Hot Hail attack for 10 units of damage.
Ra Moon misses Riot with its Hot Hail
attack.
Ra Moon strikes Vile with its Hot
Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Flare Phoenix with
its Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pineapple with its
Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon strikes Pharaoh Man with its
Hot Hail attack.
Ra Moon misses Rock with its Hot Hail
attack.
Ra Moon strikes Zero with its Hot
Hail attack.
Cryogenic Man doesn't see it coming. He knew Proto Man had this, but he
didn't know he could teleport others with his ability. He is
dumbfounded for a moment, only before the buster is raised towards the
gentleman's face. He stands there, looking directly into the buster. He
didn't back down. Not today, not now. He had to settle what he had
started weeks ago in Tora Bora in the underdark.
"Every bit of anger, chap? Every bit? Bloke, I think you don't have the
guts to do it. In fact, I don't think you can win me even if you tried
as hard as you could!" The gentleman exclaimed, only before the shot of
plasma seared into the gentleman's face. It hurt a great deal. But it
only melted some of the face of the gentleman. He still stood tall.
"Was that it? And you expect to melt me down with only that kind of
power? Hah! Bloody fool!" The gentleman exclaimed, his right hand
grasping air before a large ball of ice formed from nowhere. He
growled. "HAVE AT YOU, BLUES. MAY YOU ROT IN HELL." The ball was hurled
towards the chest of Proto Man. Mean while, the plains around Cryogenic
Man begun to freeze, wilt, and die. It became icy. Like the gentleman.
Blues deflects Ice Sphere from Cryogenic Man.
The Fiery Hail slams into Pharaoh Man, but he is used to the flames,
and shrugs the blow off. The armor is still torn up rather badly, but
he will continue onwards for the moment. Blinking downwards, he appears
next to the fallen form of Flora Man.
A single foot goes upon the chest, shaking it experimentally for a
moment, before reaching down to heft it over his shoulder.
Time to reclaim what is Wily's.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pharaoh Man transmits, "I have
secured Flora Man's body."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Dr. Wily transmits, "Destroy it immediately. It has
nothing I want."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Cut Man transmits, "Good job. I'm attacking
Atmospheric man."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Bass transmits, "Don't screw with bodies! We can
get that stuff later!"
[Radio: (B) Secure] Dr. Wily transmits, "Destroy it immediately. It has
nothing I want."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Pharaoh Man transmits, "...at once, Amun-WIly."
Vile stands over the downed and broken Flora Man,
bloodied and dented military pick gripped tightly in his hands. He
peers down at the Robot Gentleman, thinking about how Flora Man was a
gentleman to the end. Fisticuffs. Hah! That's just too perfect. Let
this be a lesson, Vile silently thinks, that a hand with a weapon
always beats a hand by itself. All the frustration that Vile had been
having before with the plants and Reavers washes away. He meant to keep
hitting Flora Man until it stopped being satisfying, and he's
accomplished this. A quick gaze shows that the plant drones have gone
offline as well. This just leaves Ra Moon himself. By the time Vile
finally looks away from the Robot Gentleman before him, the skies are
open and the hail beats down on him. The Maverick hasn't time to ready
his shield to protect himself, though he does his best. Defense for
now. Rest after taking down Flora. Then Ra Moon's next.
Vile forfeits a turn
to charge WE.
[Radio: (B) Secure] Metal Man transmits, "Let Bass
buster em then smelt em."
[Radio: (B) Secure] Dr. Wily transmits, "Destroy it immediately. It has
nothing I want."
Metal Man catches out of the corner of his optic Flora
Man fall to the onslaught of Vile himself. He's not sure what to think
about it. Flora Man had almost well got Metal Man to feel some sympathy
for the clone of Plant Man. Prehaps it was all an act in the end? He
doesn't know either way the battle must go on then on he's caught in
the hail he's hurt badly by the attack the hot hail rips into his
frame, he's not defeated yet. He staggers however. "If you Insist."
Then he hears Wily's music start to play, he now morphs his right arm
into a flak cannon and starts to let off shots into the swarms of
Reavers. Well tis the end of Flora Man one way or another, back to
killing reavers.
Metal Man strikes Ra Moon with his
Flak Blaster - Quick Shot attack.
The next time Francine looks, she's wading in Reavers and CYOGENIC
MAN'S NOT EVEN THERE WHAT. Blues, you kill stealer! And also, OW MY
HEAD OW FAHR. Francine is hit by blazing ice, rather bizzarely, and now
she's in the middle of some reavers with nowhere to go. So she decides
to make the best of apparently plunging into the middle of a death
zone, and starts clearing a space with her duel baton. As she did in
the China base, she becomes a cold, shattering, crushing machine.
That took a
little bit out of the firebird. For the moment her wings are gone, but
that isn't slowing her down. She simply keeps on tugging loose
handguns, all hand cannons, unloading them into the reavers that get
close enough to get her attention. Finally, after a moment or two, the
Phoenix's wings come back and she surges back into the air, "Try
harder, huh?" she repeats before she goes up, up, up some more, getting
hit by the hail on the way, though it doesn't seem to do a lot of
damage. Once at a good height the firebird's wings swing back. Her
whole form ignites, Flare turning into a fiery comet before plunging
into the hoards, pulling up, only a foot or two off the ground as she
drives through the massive swarm.
Francine McDonald strikes Ra Moon
with her Duel Baton Power Smash attack.
Magnet Man... quickly ducks behind some more debris.
"Darnit darnit darnit, I didn't even dent him. Argh, that figures.
That's what I get for going up against a +5 Archvillain. I guess I'd
better leave it to the ones that power leveled, and take care of the
minions."
Now, Magnet Man turns his attnetion on the reavers. His
magnetism seemed to work before, so he keeps at it. Sending reavers
flying into each other, into walls, occasionally into Ra Moon when he
thinks the Destroyer isn't looking. And until he's inevitibly knocked
out by his efforts he keeps it up as the battle rages on.
Fliptop smirks at the effect he had on the Reavers. Not much, but
amusing. Then, suddenly, his eyes open wide as he begins to hover in
the air, surrounded by a light blue energy field. A split second later,
a light trail from the field shoots into the Ultimate ODESSA's back, as
it begins to siphon energy away from Fliptop. After a moment, it drops,
and so does Fliptop, not looking quite as chirpy as he was a moment
ago.
Flare Phoenix strikes Ra Moon with
her Meteor Strike attack.
Fliptop transfers fuel to Rock.
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