| Metal Wars Climax; Chapter 2-4: Reunion | |
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Topmonhit
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Feb 12 2009, 10:30 PM Post #31 |
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Who considers Sneezier that? |
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| Sneezier | Feb 12 2009, 10:45 PM Post #32 |
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That's only for people who aren't scientists (who aren't your characters), and anyone who loves technology. |
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Topmonhit
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Feb 12 2009, 10:59 PM Post #33 |
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And who aren't SZM's. |
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| Subsourian | Feb 17 2009, 07:25 PM Post #34 |
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Blander
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While the invasion of Mekkai unfolds, the ice world of Finichia prepares itself for an assault of massive proportions. The most numerous Legion of the Metal Army, the Copper Legion, rallies its untold millions against the 483rd Clone Army Division, under General Kaufmann. Caught in the middle, Commander Scorch, and Corporals Frob and Bread must defend the Titan at all costs. Or fall under a sea of Metal. Chapter 2-3: Copper Storm FINICHIA GROUND BASE – OUTER PERIMETER BARRACKS Suddenly, the alarms all sounded. Yoshi Bodyguard troopers scattered around the base, shouting orders. The entire instillation was in sheer and utter chaos. Scorch, Frob, and Bread all arose, looking around. ”What’s happening?” asked Bread. “Com-links are too full of chatter…” muttered Scorch, “But the primary signal is 7 Beta. That can only mean one thing.” Scorch pushed through the crowd of troops to a nearby window, Frob and Bread following close behind. Outside, massive warships loomed over the planet, shadows against the white snowy sky. From them, thousands of tiny figures sprayed toward the surface of the planet. They were invasionary transports. ”Contact! Outer rim reporting massive numbers!” shouted a scout over the coms, “We’ve located a force. Command, we are counting millions.” “This is General Kaufmann to all forces!” said a stern voice on the com, “Take up arms and repel! Repeat, repel all attackers!” “That means us,” said Scorch, motioning for his two honor guards to follow him. OUTER WALL – FINICHIA GROUND BASE Scorch ran out from the bunker, which was perched on top of the massive outer wall surrounding Ta Lorn, the defensive fortress housing the Titan. Scorch looked out, awestruck. Across the plains of white snow, transports were depositing masses of troopers. They were a tide, the only figures that could be made out were the larger specialist mechas deployed. Next to Scorch, the first long range rocket rammed into the wall, blasting away a major chunk of the wall. “Hold the line!” shouted Scorch, “Hold the line and repel! For Star World!” The massive tide was getting closer to them, and rocket shots became more and more common. Several clones mounted an A-A gun, used to pierce the hull of fighters, and aimed it down against the massed legions. Scorch saw the stream of bullets upturn white snow against their opponent’s numbers, and saw their bodies fall to pieces, but it merely scratched their numbers. Now he could see their shapes. Scorch activated the long-range sensors in his helmet, viewing their numbers in full now. Contact was now 500 meters and closing. He took note of a particularly large mecha behind their ranks. Range was 900 meters. Scorch scanned through the Platinum Shroom Databanks to see what this new arrival was. The markings gave it away as a Titan-class, a failed attempt to mimic Domiatris, but a deadly failure. Though ID tags were unavailable, the PS Databanks identified it as the rank “champion.” It had to be spearheading the assault. The Metal army was on them. Range 100 meters. “Stand and repel! Stand and repel!” Scorch shouted, mounting his own battlerifle. He fired down on the enemies, blasting away the nearest mechs near him. They didn’t even try to get out of the way of his shots. Their armor didn’t even protect them as the bullets went through them. Their comrades simply walked over their allies broken corpses. Frob and Bread both armed their standard issue SWD autoguns, scoring about ten kills. Several other clones used frag grenades, punching holes in their lines. The frontline armed their weapons, and fired. A wave of bullets flew at the defenders. Several clones were felled instantly, bloody bulletholes in their helmets. Dying screams filled the communication channel. Around Scorch, explosions from nearby rockets sounded. Frob and Bread ducked down, avoiding the bullets. “Down! The wall is lost to us! Get down!” Scorch ran to the staircase behind him, where nearby clones began to make a break for. Frob and Bread followed close behind, shaken, but uninjured. Next to them, the main gate sounded from rocket explosions. “All forces, fall back!” General Kaufmann’s voice sounded on the communication channel, “Fall back to the inner sanctum!” METAL ARMY FRONT – FINICHIA WASTELANDS Efreet, staring out at his Copper Legion’s advance, smiled. He had deployed everything he had, and it seemed to be paying off. Already, the Yoshi Bodyguard’s outer defenses were crumbling. They thought that the Metal Army wouldn’t take notice of their little invasion. The pathetic biotics would soon be dead, he thought to himself. Soon, oh so soon. Then the Metal Lord would look with favor on him. He would replace Ultra Stuffwell, the sniveling file of bolts he was. His mass tactics would become the staple of the crusade against the biotics. Efreet stared out to the burring place of the Titan. Not long now… 483rd COMMAND – TITAN GROUNDS General Kaufmann stood with his Commissar, reading the battle plans. Outside, his elite troopers stood on guards. The shield distorted the sky around the Titan’s dome. It would hold off for now, but they could not survive the full brunt of the assault. “Order the third Phalanx to pull back, let the enemy pursue them. Then, close in with the eighth and tenth phalanxes… Just like we did on 2nd Finichia.” Suddenly, all around Kaufmann, space began to distort. Figures, armored in full blue and slender metals, stepped forth. A chill emanated from their bodies, and their strange, blue specks of eyes stared at the Yoshi Bodyguard Clones. “General!” said the Commissar, “Vhozon…” All around the, weapons were primed on the new Vhozon arrivals. The group put their hands up, not so much as a sign of surrender, but a sign of no harm. ”Stay your hand, Star child,” said the lead one, clad in red armor, Warlock Hyjal. “I’ve come to speak with you, not fight.” ”You have guts, Vhozon!” General Kaufmann said, “Considering we already trusted you once.” “We are not your enemies today, so stop treating us as such,” Warlock Hyjal snapped, “We do not want your Titan, it is yours. We have another issue to solve. We will help you in disposing of the Metal Army.” ”Can we trust them?” said the Commissar aloud, “After their actions on First Finichia? On High-Central? On Chronis?” ”No, we cannot…” Kaufmann muttered, “But we need their help anyways. All right Vhozon, we accept your help. Just help us win this. Everything we've done comes down to this.” TO BE CONTINUED |
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Topmonhit
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Feb 18 2009, 12:10 PM Post #35 |
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Strong Sad: Hold the line! Hold the liiiiine! Um anyway... Keep listing what day it is. I want to compare to what's going on at Mobiuuuus. |
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| Sneezier | Feb 20 2009, 10:06 PM Post #36 |
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Luigi Approves!
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In the deep annals of the barren rock of Cavius, the invasion collaboration force salvages what usable equipment they can for the coming battle. As they prepare for their showdown on Mekkai, a familiar ally will once again rise to join their ranks. Chapter 2-3: Reunion CBV Cavius Base (Command Center) – 9 Days since Metal Army invasion The control panel of the command center noted a signal coming from deep space. The signatures were familiar, registered in the SWD database as a “green” target, or friendly. "Sir, we’ve detected a fleet heading toward us flagging with friendly tansponders," said a female Popstarian operator, " Should I connect them?" "Do it," replied Sneezier. A holoscreen appeared with a face of an old and once thought lost comrade. "Is that you Sneeze?" said the commander of the allied fleet, a squat Pokemon with an oddly shaped hat. "Is that you, Doctor Pikachu?" questioned Sneezier, “I haven’t seen you in ages!” "The one and only," said the Pikachu, "Back from mapping the unknown. Lots and lots of stories to tell… Anyway, I hear you’re planning another suicidal invasion. Thought you could use a hand." "Heh heh," chuckled Sneezier with joy, "It's good that your back. You’re authorized to land in my base." Dr. Pikachu's Madscio Militia Fleet, consists of mainly Pika Cruisers and the fleet's flagship MSS Warhammer, landed inside the hidden docks. Sneezier and Dr. P met face to face again. "It's been a long time," said the doctor himself, "I hear you just repelled an invasion. What all’s been happening?" Sneezier sighed, and began. "Well, it all started when..." Sneezier told Dr. P about the situation and everyone's current status, of the epic battles of the Metal Wars, and the current status of Mekkai. He told him about the weakened state of the Metal Army, and the fleets that intended to destroy them. "So, this is the Alliance of World’s frontal base," recapped Dr. P, “Quite an impressive fleet. I can see quite a lack of Madsico tech here. Mind if I fix that?” "Sure, we need all the help we could get," said Sneezier. Mekkai Central Palace (Hi-Lord Conference Room) The Grand Hi-Lords and Hi-Lords, Ultra Stuffwell, Dooben-Gearing, Cogone, Gasshia, and Perro were being electrocuted by Metal Sneezier's Robo Drones. "You idiots disgrace the crusade! You failed at Operation: Multi Blitz! You piles of rust command just as well as feral meatbags!" yelled Metal Sneezier in sheer rage. His Robo Drones stopped electrocuting the lords, and they fell to the ground, steaming, but still alive. "B-b-but Overlord Metal Sneezier," stuttered Cogone in fear, "T-t-those organic scum simply outmatched us! T-t-their technology, their tactics… All greater than our own.” "NO!" screamed Metal Sneezier, "It isn’t our enemies, it’s you! It's because your legions cannot operate as an army. The reason we lost is we were fighting eight separate wars!" "I think it's because of Perro's useless acid weapons," grunted Ultra Stuffwell, “You idiots thought you could destroy armored colums with that pathetic substance you call Giga Acid? You’re the reason we-“ A Robo Drone flew toward Ultra Stuffwell, shocking him. Ultra Stuffwell cried out in pain, and swatted the Robo Drone toward the computer monitor in front of the reader behind the fourth wall, cracking it. "SILENCE!!" yelled Metal Sneezier, "You idiots cannot even work as an army now! I have sent the Copper Leigon to acquire Dominatris. Pray that Efreet does not fall to the same incompetence you have been showing! If we keep failing, our lives, this nation, our entire crusade will all be for nothing! We'll be the laughingstock to the universe and the next villains will steal our ultimate victory. Improve your tactics, or I will personally crush your servos beneath my foot!” "Yes sir!" said the Hi-Lords in unison. Hiding in the energy ducts a robotic drone-like creature sat. He stared down on the situation, with a camera floating above him, suspended by his magnetic force. "SO THE PLOT THICKENS!" said Tron. Just then, Tron activated a device and teleported, warping himself out of the palace. To be continued.... Edited by Sneezier, Feb 20 2009, 10:14 PM.
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| Sneezier | Mar 8 2009, 12:51 PM Post #37 |
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*Sigh* Sub's took way too long for his part, I'm doing this now. Chapter 2-5: Departure Day 8 - Starcruiser Prime (Guest Room) Evalina, the kirby cyborg is adjusting her twin bows on her head while humming the Green Greens tune. Just then Sneezier knocked on her door. "Come in," said Evalina. The door slid open, Sneezier entered the room. "Any luck on my boyfriend?" asked Evalina. "According to rumours," said Sneezier, "he could be in Mekkai. I'm sure he's imprisioned in the central palace." "I hope they were true," said Evalina with a worried look on her face. "Yeah," sighed Sneezier, " By the way, you remineded me of my ex-girlfriend." "Ex-girlfriend," asked Evalina, "why did of you broke up with." "You don't want to know but involves alot of alcholol and a Waddle Dee. Anyways, the fleet will launch soon. We'll prepare for the jump to hyperspace." Starcruiser Prime (Bridge) Sneezier used the elevator to go up a floor to enter the control bridge. Sally and Admiral Koopul are in their seats along. Just then a delivery robot bearing the Holocate appeared holding a package. "Deliverings for Sneezier, package fromings Star Spirits," said the robot. (Yes, the bad grammer is on purpose.) Sneezier received the package. He then slid his credit card on the robot, typed on the keypad, and signed on the clipboard with his signature with his fancy looking pen. "Thankies," said the robot as it warped out of the ship. "Hmmmm, why would the Star Spirits give me something at this moment?" Sneezier asked himself as he open up the package. Inside the box is a jewel made out of dimond, Sneezier examined it, he noticed a safety pin on the back. He decided to put it on his cap. "It will come in handy, I think," said Sneezier as he took his seat. His ship's com transmission is set to "fleet wide". "Attention, allied forces," annouced Mayzee Dayzee, the Star World Councilman representing Sarasaland, "we in command have done all we can to win this. From here on out, we're entrusting everything to you. Even though we should succeed at any costs, don't get any game overs. May the stars be with us." All of the alliance ships including the Madscio Fleet in the attack force rise out of the secret base. They jumped into hyperspace, the final battle will inevitable. Twilight of Hope (Command Bridge) As General Birdross is sitting on his seat, his memory is coming back to haunt him. Flashback-4 years earlier, Fall 2005 "Commissar Sten, is everyone's in town evacuated?" asked Birdross in a colonel officer's armor. He's in a SWDF carrier in Toad Town with the commissar and a few soldiers. "Yes colonel, I can't believe all hell broke loose literally. Should we start the engines?" asked Sten. "Hold on, we're missing one person, we should wait a little," said Birdross. "We should leave now, or you will be charged for insubordination," threatened the commissar as he pointed his pistol at Birdross. "...... fine, start the engines," ordered Birdross half-heartily. "Birdross!" shouted a voice. "Relina?" "Birdross, don't leave without, let me in the ship!!" yelled Relina. "Just jump in," said Birdross. Just then a tail-like object skewered through Relina's chest. Birdross' eye widened when he sees his wife being killed by the tail. The killer is a Draghoul, Vafudor's scout. Birdross rised his revolver in rage and shot the beast in the head but no use. "DIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE," yelled Birdross in rage, "GO TO HELL DEMONSPAWN!!" His subordinates restrained him as the ship left the doomed planet. "No......," said Birdross as his emotional state shattered. End Flashback I will never forget that day. This battle is for the people at the homeworld who can't defend thesmelves thought Birdross. Mechatropolis "Hailings to the Metal Lard!" shouted Tron as he floated around the streets. The surrounding civilian bots looked at him as if he was some crazy patriotic guy. He then bounced on everyone's heads until he reached a bar, which he entered. The bar was like any other except industrial, like the rest of the planet. The bots are drinking exotic robot drinks, gasoline gin, oiltinis, mineral wine, and the occasional regular alcohol. "BAR DECORATION, 80% DRAB," beeped Tron, "THREE OILTINIS MY GOOD CHUM!" "Okies," said the bartender robot as poured 3 shots of oiltinis in front of Tron. Tron then drank them all at the same time with invisible mouths, just don't try think too hard about this, Tron's a zany pokemon robot. "MOAR NAO WITH MUGS!!" demanded Tron with authority. The bartender give Tron a large beer mug and poured more oiltinis into the mug. He gulped the whole amount then burped loudly. Just then, his body starts to shake as he flew around the bar like crazy then flew out of the bar and his magnetic body is snagged by a rocket monorail train. "WHEEEEEEEEE!" should Tron until he flew off the train and crashed in front of the Comedy Theater. He entered it and saw the Zaku Trio playing mini-golf with a Dom Brute Captain. “OH I WANT TO PLAY” Tron beeped, flying over at the mini-golf holes. Tron split up and replaced each one of the Zaku Trio’s balls, right before they swung. As Tron is far harder than the Zakus or golf balls, they all flew away from the force of the swings. “WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?!” shouted the Dom Brute Captain, glancing over angrily with his flashing red monoeye, “IT WAS MY TURN!” The captain slammed his putter at the golf ball, sending it flying over the windmill. He dashed after it, followed by Tron. He was celebrating that he got a hole-in-one when Tron’s magnets pulled the ball away from the hole. “GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” the Captain screamed, looking around for what caused it. Each Tron pointed at the next one and then the three split up and ran away but their magnetic bodies causes them to stick on the screen, causing static to it. "Who's the crazy Spheradroids?" asked Zaku A (AKA ZAKU-09869 A) as he twirl his red putter. "I dunno, they look like more like the Magneton to me," replied Zaku C (AKA ZAKU-642349 C) as he examined each Tron.The captain grabbed all three of them and threw them down into the sewer. "I have the feeling those bots will be the end of me," said the Dom Brute Captain. To Be Continued..... Edited by Sneezier, Mar 8 2009, 12:54 PM.
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SZM
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Mar 8 2009, 01:13 PM Post #38 |
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GRATE Aether!
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You don't have to post this here anymore if you don't want, man I think all its audience migrated to Topland anyway |
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