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Aug 11, 2008 5:17:07 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 11, 2008 5:17:07 GMT -5
Frigus came to a stop suddenly. Turning, he noticed several dark figures on the other side of the street. His heart skipped a beat as his body filled with panic and fear. He dropped the bags full of instant ramen and microwavable soup and felt the skin on his face part as his metallic veins began to surface. As they did, he felt his body tighten up as the wings reacted to the sudden rush of emotion.
'Shit. These guys those a hell of a time to attack, theres no one else in sight...' Frigus thought, grimly. He still couldn't make out exactly who they were. They wore strange dark clothing and had unusually stiff posture. The figures, six in all, began walking towards him, and as they came closer he could vaguely see light reflecting off of them. 'Some sort of armor? Ugh, who are these people?!'
"Stay back. I'm warning you!" Frigus yelled, thrusting his right hand forward suddenly as it began to radiate neon blue energy. The figures paused for a moment, stopping. Frigus' eyes darted between them, and he could feel his wings pressing against his shirt. His legs tensed, but he refused to move a muscle. They were about to make their move.
In an instant the figures had broke into a run, heading straight towards Frigus.
"Huagggh!" Frigus screamed as he unleashed energy in all directions. Ice erupted from the ground all around him, and shards of ice shot out in all directions. Without stopping to see the effectiveness of his attack, he was already running as fast as he could, his heart pounding in his chest. Uncertain of his own abilities, and those of his enemy, fighting did not seem like the best choice. Hearing their footsteps in the distance, a rush of adrenaline ran through him as he turned at the corner of some unimportant street.
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Aug 14, 2008 4:16:15 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 14, 2008 4:16:15 GMT -5
"Ace, I do not like this part of the city," said a female voice.
A young man with white, spiked hair was leaning against the wall of some building. He wore a red, unbuttoned shirt over a black shirt with a bulls-eye on the chest. A yellow scarf hung loose around his neck. Thick, dark sunglasses sat on his nose.
The young man brushed the stubble on his chin as he said, "Don't worry, Rose. We are here to gather information; may as well start here."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a worn out box of cigarettes. He slid it back into his pocket and pulled out a matchstick. He dragged it across the wall behind him, igniting it. He held the matchstick to the cigarette, which hung from his mouth. He took a long drag on his cigarette before tossing the matchstick to the ground and exhaling smoke through his nose.
The screen of the watch he wore around his wrist began to blink as a female voice emitted from it, "I don't understand why you would smoke! You know those things are terribly unhealthy!"
The man puffed on the cigarette and exhaled, "It helps me relax... Also helps me think during missions like this."
A scream startles the man, causing him to drop his cigarette. He curses as he stomps on it, trying to put it out. He looks up to see someone running towards him. The man appeared to be running in terror. He notices people pursuing the running individual.
"What the...?" the white-haired man muttered to himself.
"Ace! That man looks like he is in trouble! You should help!" exclaimed the female voice.
Ace grumbled as he reached into his shirt, pulling out a handgun.
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Aug 15, 2008 6:01:25 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 15, 2008 6:01:25 GMT -5
Turning the corner, Frigus notices a figure up ahead. He pulls out a gun.
"Oh, shit!" Frigus says, stopping suddenly. He holds his hand forward, radiating energy. "Please tell me... you're on my side," he manages to say between trying to catch his breath. "I... I really don't want to have to kill anyone..."
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Aug 17, 2008 13:52:01 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 17, 2008 13:52:01 GMT -5
Ace puckered his lips to one side as he lowered his weapon, "Jeez... Some kid..." he said under his breath.
His watch began to flash, causing a hologram to appear beside him. The hologram was of a woman. She was wearing a sleek, purple armor. The woman wore a helmet with her hair pulled out the back. Goggles were attached to the helmet.
"Ace, you need to help him," said the hologram.
Ace grumbled as he pulled out another cigarette, lighting it. "Fine.. Kid, I am Ace Jones, a pilot in th FSA. Can you tell me what is going on here?"
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Aug 18, 2008 1:51:45 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 18, 2008 1:51:45 GMT -5
"I... I'm not sure myself... These things..." Frigus is interrupted as the figures emerge from the distance behind him. "I have no idea what they are... Last time I just ran..."
Realizing that there are now two people instead of one, the figures have paused, as if trying to figure out what to do now.
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Aug 19, 2008 20:59:59 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 19, 2008 20:59:59 GMT -5
"Rose," said Ace.
The hologram looked to its human master and responded, "What is it, Ace?"
"I am getting a weird vibe here. Activate mech preparations," he said, "I may need to shoot our way our of here with something bigger than a low caliber pistol."
The hologram nodded and dissipated.
Ace looked to Frigus before looking to the figures, "Do know anything about this things? What they want, maybe?"
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Aug 20, 2008 1:46:47 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 20, 2008 1:46:47 GMT -5
"... I don't know, but they've been trying to kill me for a while now," Frigus said. Scanning the figures again, he realized in disappointment that all 6 had survived his attack. From what he could tell, none of them had even been injured.
They slowly began dispersing around Frigus and Ace, trying to form a circle.
"They're gonna attack all at once any second now... "
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Aug 21, 2008 15:44:57 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 21, 2008 15:44:57 GMT -5
Ace raised his arm up and said, "Not under my watch..." He slammed his hand down on his watch and shouted, "Rose Shot, Execute battle operations: Alpha 12!"
A metal hand burst through the wall behind Frigus and Ace and slammed the ground right in front of them. Debris fell down around them as a sleek, tan mech pulled itself from the building. The mech somewhat resembled the female hologram in appearance, except the head of the mech wore a visor with two, pink, glowing eyes.
"My energy reserves are only at thirty-four precent, Ace!" boomed a female voice from the mech, "We will need to make this quick!" The mech let out a loud hissing noise as the cockpit hatch unlocked and opened. There seemed to be enough room for at least three people within the mech.
Ace grabbed Frigus' arm and pulled him up into the mech's cockpit.
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Aug 21, 2008 16:09:17 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 21, 2008 16:09:17 GMT -5
The moment Ace and Frigus start moving towards the mech, the figures open fire, moving as close to the mech as possible without being damaged by the debris and shooting a barrage of lasers from their hands. Most are cancelled out by the falling debris, but several make it through.
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Aug 21, 2008 23:45:04 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 21, 2008 23:45:04 GMT -5
A second metal hand covered Ace and Frigus. The lasers pelted the armor plating of the mech's hand, leaving scorch marks.
The female voice boomed from the mech, "Stop attacking my friends!" Latches on the shoulders of the mech opened, revealing small chain guns. They began to spin, spraying bullets at the hostile figures trying to kill Ace and Frigus.
Ace hopped into the cockpit and pulled Frigus into a seat next him. He began to press some buttons and pull levers, causing the mech to let out a hiss as the cockpit began to close.
The inside of the cockpit was very high tech. There were buttons, screens, and levers everywhere. There were two levers that Ace grabbed onto that were to his sides. They appeared to be the main means of controlling the mech.
"Sit back, kid! We are going to try to make a break for the space port nearby and get you to some FSA soldiers. It is approximately thirty-three kilometers west of here," said Ace, "As long as Rose Shot here doesn't run out of fuel, she will be all we need to keep some ghoulies from getting us!"
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Aug 22, 2008 6:06:14 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 22, 2008 6:06:14 GMT -5
"... You seem to have things under control," Frigus says. The figures are hit hard by the gunfire, those targetted staggering back, falling on the ground by the sheer force of the attack. Those not hit by the attack move out of the way, continuing to fire, this time targetting the guns themselves.
In the distance, a lone figure watches on from the top of a building.
"Tch. A mech? Of all the rotten luck... I didn't come prepared for this. They're going to get away at this rate..." The figure contemplates the situation quietly for a moment. "That bastard. Frigus wasn't supposed to get any help... What are the chances of him bumping into someone so prepared for an instance like this? Aggghh! Makes my blood boil just thinking about it!"
His hand lit up with a flow of energy. He stared at it as it faded away. "I shouldn't do anything too risky... But... Hmm... I wonder."
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Aug 22, 2008 12:08:46 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 22, 2008 12:08:46 GMT -5
The lasers pelt the guns, seeming to only leave more scorch marks. This mech was clearly built to withstand heavy gunfire than what they were using, it was after all a mech built for the purpose of war.
The female hologram form before appeared within the mech, floating in front of Ace and Frigus, "Ace, our enemies have attacked our weapons. The chain guns are beginning to overheat because of this."
Ace nodded, "Prep the flares while I get the thrusters online."
The hologram nodded before disappearing in a flash of light.
The chain guns stopped firing and retracted back into the mech. Latches on the shoulders of the mech hissed as they opened, revealing four tubes. Loud whistling noises filled the air, as bright flares fired from the tubes at the figures.
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Aug 22, 2008 21:46:02 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 22, 2008 21:46:02 GMT -5
The figures do their best to avoid the flares, but several are obliterated in the process.
"Fuck this," the distant figure says, pulling the sleeve of his left arm back. Using a device attached to his arm, he imputs a series of commands using his other hand. He then lifts his head slightly to observe the results. "Hmph. At the very least, it doesn't look like I'll have to clean things up after this. Not with firepower like that."
The remaining hostile figures aim their arms towards the mech, this time firing ammunition of some kind. From inside, Frigus can hear what sounds like gunshots hitting the mech's armor.
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Aug 22, 2008 23:59:13 GMT -5
Post by Gen Gravy on Aug 22, 2008 23:59:13 GMT -5
The hologram's voice could be heard all around the cockpit, "Thrusters are online and fully operational!"
Ace grabbed a lever to his side and shouted, "Let's jam!" He threw the lever forward, causing a bright display to appear beside him.
Latches on the back of the mech's legs opened, revealing thrusters. The thrusters on its back and legs began to come to life as heat began to generate around them. They boomed loudly as the thrusters activated.
The mech was propelled through the figures as it held its arms up to cover its head and the cockpit from the figure's attacks. It skated down the street; its shoulders clipped the buildings near it, causing rubble to fall behind it.
Back inside the cockpit, the hologram appeared before Ace and Frigus again, "Thrusters are operating at eighteen percent power: the nominal amount to ensure safety and a speedy escape."
Ace nodded as he eyed Frigus from the corner of his eye, "... Now..." he said, "About you... Since you don't know who or what those things are... You do have a name, right?"
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Aug 23, 2008 0:37:53 GMT -5
Post by Cutter on Aug 23, 2008 0:37:53 GMT -5
"My name is Frigus," he says simply, more focused on the state of the figures and the sudden increase in the mech's momentum than anything else.
Gician crouches with a bored expression on his face, eyes glued to the device on his left arm. Several blips suddenly appear.
"Perfect," he says, content. Watching the mech disappear from sight, he turns towards the area where the mech first emerged. "Hmm. Some of them actually made it, by the looks of things." He jumps off the building and lands on a roof several floors down, making his way towards the debris. "Looks like I'll have to clean up after all..."
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