After work and a quick talk with his lady, the hero returns.

[bzarcher]

First: Happy birthday, joriel!!!!!!

Now, the remainder of that log I promised.



[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Alpha transmits, "Is someone keeping Rock from dying? If not, I could go."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Blues transmits, "Signas, take him home."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "Don't stay out all night."

Demolition Man forfeits his Earth Shattering Kaboom to Blues.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Sasha transmits, "I am sorry, Alpha. I'd retrieve him, but I am keeping Zero from dying."

Hyper Storm H forfeits his Mobius Drain to Blues.

Bon Bonne gets into to Drache, which starts up as the Servbot Pilot gets things going... Bon's not going to retort to Signas... he doesn't even know he was shot at. "Baaabuu!" He waits for the other Servbots to recover Demolition Man and Hyper Storm H.

Pants Man forfeits his Infinity Pants to Blues.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Alpha transmits, "Why are they trying to die at the same time?"

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Blues plays the Bustering music from Megaman 3.

[Radio: (E) Global] Blues transmits, "We now have technical data on the Omnidroids."

Tron Bonne arrives from the Indus River Valley.
Tron Bonne has arrived.

The head looks up at Blues. "I hate you.", he says flatly as his ability is taken.

Blues smirks. "I know."

[Radio: (E) Global] Metal Man transmits, "Evening Protoman."

Rock bleeds. But quietly.

Hyper Storm H's big porker aft is dragged onto the Drache. But not before Blues manages to drop in, and snatch up his primary. Oooh. If Hyper was concious, he'd feel sorry for whoever ends up on the wrong side of that.

[Radio: (E) Global] Blues transmits, "I'm not sharing. I'm just bragging."

Signas would consider trying to knock down the Drache, but he's got other things on his mind at this point. And so he walks over, and kneels down next to where Rock has fallen to earth, gathering the smaller Hunter into his arms and holding him out of harm's way. "A good fight, Rock," the diplomat comments quietly. And he turns around slightly, and nods once to Blues with a smile on his face. "I think you can come to terms with this last one?" he calls out.

Jet Man cackles as he manages to shoot CG enough to get him to burrow off. He's done with Demo couldn't do! HAHA!! "EAT THAT, PUNK ASS BI-huh?" Of course, Blues' voice catches his audio receptors before he speeds out of range. Slowing and veering back, he looks toward Blues, snorting. "I did. And no shade wearing, shield using punk has a right to tell me to say otherwise!" he shouts back. He hovers down lower to stare at the Firstborn, visor to visor...before he splits in the air and sets his afterburners on high. "NOW LETS SEE YOU HANDLE THIS STUNT!" he challenges as he spins toward Blues, legs flailing in a rocket assisted spinning kick.

Blues deflects Stunt Kick from Jet Man.
Jet Man misses you with his Stunt Kick attack.

[Radio: (E) Global] Dust Man transmits, "Yes.. well...I have the greatest invention in history!"

"But, such as it is. You must promise me this.", Pants says. "Use the pants well. I don't wanna go on knowing I gave it to some ****tard who's gonna use it on some little met."

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "Myaaan~... What're you idiots up to this late at night?"

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "I've got Rock."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Alpha transmits, "Thank you."

Rock would probably answer otherwise to Signas, but... he hangs limply in the diplomat's arms. His face is burned and scarred, mechfluid drips from entirely too many crevasses, and yet his face is peaceful, as if he was asleep. Thing is, he apparently slept through World War III.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas then adds, "We'll stay over here, Blues - we did take the express over here, after all."

Crescent Grizzly drills down below the Earth, and to safety.

[Radio: (E) Global] Data Raccoon transmits, "Idiocy knows no rest."

Blues looks at Pants and nods. "It's gone to a good home." Then, as Jet moves down, he smirks. And when the Overlord starts his high speed battlepass, Protoman counters in the most effective manner possible: Shield to the chest. "I do all my own stunts."
You strike Jet Man with a minor hit from your Shield Bash attack.

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "I noticed that a long time ago. That's why /I/ like to sleep."

Bon Bonne hides in the Drache. And is going to continue to do so.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Alpha transmits, "Maybe I'll try to repair him. Basically I just have to melt the parts together right?"

Demolition Man's shattered carcass is no doubt eventually hauled back to the Drache. Demo's going to need SO VERY MUCH duct tape...

Hyper Storm H has left.

Pants Man would not, but his movement gyros are a little out of whack.

Jet Man goes CLANG as Blues does the smart thing and shields himself, which causes Jet to hurt himself, as he's prone to do so much. Of course, he's not going to be daunted. "Ow...ok, so you gotta shield...big deal. I got WINGS, BABY! AND I'M GONNA USE THEM!!" Dropping to the ground, he dashes toward the Hunter and tries to scoop him up onto the top of one of his wing-arms, then flip him off it to who knows where. Jet doesn't care about the aftermath, he just wants to look in the process.
Jet Man misses you with his There's Something On The Wing attack.

Demolition Man has arrived.

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "A girl like me likes her beauty sleep, don'cha know. Though a lot of you need it much more then I do."

Blues smirks as he listens. "Blah, blah, blah, blah, bravado whatever. Wings?" His eyes lock on the incoming wings, and just at the right moment, he leaps. Landing on Jet's back, he grins a bit savagely. "Ever see Dr. Strangelove? It's a great movie. And there's this cowboy....who rides a missile right into the ground." And so he reaches out to clamp down hard on Jet's wings and steer them both for a warehouse wall.
"Dammit, I hope I time this right."

Jet Man has a passenger? Then something really IS on the wing!! Dammit, Jet used the attack too soon!! But no matter. He wants to ride, he'll give him a ride. "HEY!! NO STOWAWAYS, PUNK!!" he shouts, as he kicks up and straightens out. He doesn't bother to change course. Rather, he just speeds up. He's meant to survive his own crashes...but will Blues? That's to be decided.
Jet Man misses you with his Wild Blue Impact attack.
Jet Man strikes Jet Man with his Oops - Part 1 attack.

Signas just shakes his head, setting Rock down on a nearby bench and arranging the Hunter so that he's not in any danger of something important falling off. But for the most part either Blues will need to be recovered as well, or Blues will be able to get them back to the medical bay a lot faster than anything else could. Either way, it was a reason to stick around and watch the fireworks. And so Signas reaches inside of his rather badly tattered armor, and pulls out a single cigarette, lighting it with a snap of his fingers. "We've really not been social enough - crashing parties like this really does help blow off some steam."

Blues tenses, as the ground gets closer...closer....YES! TOO CLOSE! TOO CLOSE! Leaping away, he fires his Buster just as he lets go, then rolls along the ground, finally standing and looking at the impact. "If I have another quarter, can we do that again?"

You strike Jet Man with a minor hit from your Point Blank Proto Buster attack.

Rock would probably agree to that sentiment, and if he was conscious, might even ask for a drag off the butt. But safety mechanisms prevail, and rather than have the poor Reploid die of pain overload, he remains blissfully unaware of his surroundings. His Buster slides off his chest and clonks onto the ground, though, as if it was a comment to Signas.

Pants Man just looks at the sky....

How humiliating, he crashes himself AND gets bustered in the back to boot. Jet is NOT a pleased Overlord. Crumpling against the warehouse wall, he grunts, still smoking from his gets and the buster shot. "So not cool..." he mutters before he gets to his feet and boosts up to the sky again, waiting for Blues to land back down before shouting out to him. "YOU GOT LUCKY, BUT THIS IS WHERE YOU GO DOWN!" he shouts, flipping open his bombay. "FOR DEMO!" he cries before he starts into a dive again at Blues. However, this time, he starts to eject a set of bombs from his chest just before he 'lands'. Whether Blues is there or not, it's going to be one explosive impact...

Blues deflects Divebomb from Jet Man.
Jet Man misses you with his Divebomb attack.
Jet Man strikes Jet Man with his Oops - Part 2 attack.

Signas would probably offer Rock a drag off of it - except he's not quite sure how flammable the mechfluid that Rock uses is, so he might accidently set the poor boy on fire. That happened enough on purpose, so there wasn't much reason to contribute to the cause of burning Rock to a cinder on purpose. But Signas does continue to speak, in his same mild tone as he watches Blues and Jet Man work on tearing each other apart. As usual, it seems Blues is more successful at such things. "I have to admit..." Signas continues, taking another drag and letting off a puff of smoke. "...you do look at lot more relaxed than you have in a while, Rock. You should listen to Zero and try to cut loose a bit more often."

Rock is so relaxed that he's currently mostly dead. Somehow, this likely isn't exactly what Zero means. A little puddle begins to form under the bench, the brown-black ooze curling around the seat from his knees and drip, drip, dripping like Chinese water torture.

Blues watches the bombs coming in, and the even larger Overlord with them, and puts his shield up even as he fires his dash jets at opposite angles, hoping to dig in a bit. And since it works, it seems it wasn't too bad. Standing back up as Jet pulls out of his dive...sorta....he starts turning a dark purple and gold color. "This stupid damn thing hasn't worked with every time I've used it, and it's my last shot....so let's see if it's useful THIS time." And with a *THOOOOM!*, a Ballade Cracker launches out at the Overlord!

You strike Jet Man with a major hit from your Ballade Cracker attack.
You use Ballade's Ballade Cracker, using up what's left.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "You know... I think Ballade would be horrified to know you used that weapon in this situation."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Blues transmits, "I'm just amazed it hit. Couldn't hit the broad side of a barn for the longest time."

Tron Bonne changes into her Gustav armor.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "Obviously - this Overlord is more of a masochist than Grenade Man."

Well, Blues, today is your lucky day on Kill The Overlord! Tell him what he's one, Jim!! Why, he's one ONE TOASTIED JET MAN, COURTESY OF BALLADE BRAND CRACKERS!!

It's too bad this isn't really a gameshow. Maybe Jet Man wouldn't be in so much pain, then. "Owww...owww....it burns...the pain, it burns..." he mewls pathetically in his hole, burrowed by his own bombs and the cracker. But then he notices...there are people still here! He's gotta look composed, cool, kingly. Flipping up, he starts his jets again, those having been spared from the explosives. "HAHAH!! It's nice playing with you, Bluesy, but I gotta Jet! Have fun with your new toys!" he shouts, trying to be cocky even as bits and pieces fall off of him. Finally, with a FWOOSH of boosters, he's off. "Dammit all, why do I always gotta pick the idiots with the shields?" he mutters as he gets the hell outta dodge.

Jet Man retreats from the area swiftly, outdistancing all pursuit and parting shots.

A Ballade Cracker - the Elite Master is probably sitting up somewhere with a horrible feeling that his attack is being used for complete overkill. But that wasn't too important - likely there wasn't going to be much left of Jet Man after *that* perticular hit. If he wasn't reduced to bits of scrap metal to begin with. "I wonder if any of these Overlords can actually E-ring like the Master can," Signas muses quietly - again, its more to himself, but Rock's torn and mangled body is better company than some living people that he'd met. But then Jet takes off... and Signas shakes his head. "Disappointing - whatever happened to valor and fighting to the last to save your friends?" he wonders, before nodding to Blues.

Blues nods as Jet Man gets the hell out of Dodge, and walks over to where Signas and Rock are standing and laying in a heap, respectively. Shaking his head a bit, he walks over. "Technically he did get them the time to haul the bodies out. And more importantly, it's time for us to go home."

Pants Man is still laying over in the dirt.

Demolition Man has left.

Pants Man was loaded onto the ship?

Blues walks over and KICKS Pants man onto the ship.

"OW!.... thanks..." Pant's head crashes through a window.
Pants Man has left.

You say, "Don't mention it."

Bonne Dropship (Drache) gets the heck out of here too, now that the archnemesis of the pantless Duo is aboard the ship. Courtesy of Serbot chauffer services.

Bonne Dropship enters the Sky Above India.
Bonne Dropship has left.

Signas nods, flicking his cigarette off at the Drache before he reaches down and picks up Rock after a moment. "Indeed - I think its time for us to get Rock to the med bay." Not to mention that he's not feeling too hot himself. "...so these are the people whom the Repliforce and UN couldn't stop when they broke out of Seoul?"

Pfft...valor? Jet already told Bit before, it's not about who wins or loses, but who's the flashiest. Of course...both he and Blues showed him that even if you're flashy, it doesn't make the pain any less...these thoughs roll through the Overlords braincase as he speeds off, leaving souveniers for all the boys and girls along the way.

Suddenly, from on high, a dark shape detatches from a passing vehicle. A very large shape.
On short, powerful legs does it land... denting the concrete... and surprisingly the Bonne Ride Armor, the Gustav, has found itself landing right in front of where Rock lays with Signas and Blues attending. Tron, inside, blinks! "...Wow. The Servbots weren't kidding." Tron's voice comes from the speakers as she says this. Then the Gustav gives a little wave.

"Don't mind me, fellas. Just passing through!"

The Gustav then turns, and LAUNCHES into the air with a puff from its Jump Jets..., landing between the Drache and the Hunters, turning back towards them before she looks back. "...Well. Seems we're getting everyone on board all ready." The Gustav thumps the side of the ship. "Get it out of here!" Tron notes the Drache's swift departure as the Servbot inside responds, "Yes, Miss Troooon!"

And the Gustav, fresh and powerful, turns to face the already weakened Hunters. "...Well well well. I've come all this way for nothing, it seems." The Gustav shrugs broad shoulders. "...What to do, what to do?"

Rock lays. And drips quietly.

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "Looks like we might have a bonus round here, Protoman."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Blues transmits, "Trust me. This'll just torque her off to no end."

[Radio: (C) Hunter-Secure] Signas transmits, "I wouldn't be concerned, but I'm only at twenty five percent integrity for my armor at this point."

Blues smirks to Signas. "Yes. Yes they were..." He shrugs. "500 chihuahuas will tear a Rotweiller down to his bones. There are 300 dead Chihuahuas at the end, but the Rotweiler has it worse." Then, he sees Tron land. Puts a hand on Signas. Puts a foot next to Rock. Turns to face Tron.
Grins.
Puts up the middle finger.

And disappears.

Light Labs - Medical

This room is kept immaculately clean and organized, from the polished tile floor to the bright exam lights and walls painted with soothing colors. Several repair and medical beds for robot and human patients line the walls, monitors above them indicating the status of the patient's vital signs. There are no windows here, as this is in the center of the floor and heavily reinforced against possible attack. It is here that the Maverick Hunter medics patch up the wounded.

Contents: Contents:
Repair Chamber

Rock has arrived.

Signas has arrived.

And moments later, the three are in Light Labs medical. "We might want to get him off the floor."

[Radio: (E) Global] Blues transmits, "I'll let you take Rock on a date next time, Tron."

[Radio: (E) Global] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne SCREAMS! "DAMN YOU PROTO MAN!" Tron growls angrilly. "...Ruin my fun..." Tron sniffs! "Okay, fine! Be that way! ...I'll kick your butt for it later... ...your and your stupid whistle."

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "GAWD. Right when I was dozing off, too."

Signas shakes his head, and looks over at Blues for a moment. "...I don't ask," he replies, shaking his head in amusement before lifting Rock up and placing him on one of the examination tables. "He's going to be out of it for a while after this one - but its good to see him getting out again." He considers Blues' comment for a moment, before adding, "True. Unfortunately for them, they were dealing with several wolves today."

[Radio: (E) Global] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne sarcastically, "...Sor-ry!"

[Radio: (E) Global] Blues transmits, "You and Scott are being such typical newlyweds. Even disturbing the neighbors. Tsk."

[Radio: (E) Global] Signas transmits, "If you could pass a modest suggesetion along to your new cronies, Miss Bonne?"

[Radio: (E) Global] Ebony Fox transmits, "Now Protoman, incest? Really."

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "Wha... Wait. /WAIT/. Wait a second."

Rock ker-KLONKS like dead weight onto an examination table, head lolling slightly before resting to the side, face slack.

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "That's low, Protoman, even for you."

[Radio: (E) Global] Data Raccoon transmits, ".. Wait. Newlyweds? Ithoughtshewashismother?! Eeeeeew!"

[Radio: (E) Global] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne just gives a VERY angry shriek! "...I HATE you, Proto Man."

[Radio: (A) Hunter-Chat] Signas transmits, "Our very own beacon of light and peace."

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey transmits, "So kill him. It's easy. Just pretend you're playing Whack-A-Mole."

[Radio: (E) Global] Dust Man transmits, "Wow... That's even more hate than I get.."

[Radio: (E) Global] Voice Modulated Fey *cli-click* *cli-click* *Carnival music* "Knock yourself - Or preferably him - out."

[Radio: (E) Global] Dust Man plays the Accordion as well.

[Radio: (E) Global] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne transmits, "And WHAT would that be, Signas?"

[Radio: (E) Global] Signas transmits, "Next time - try harder."

Blues nods, and then looks at the damage to himself. "Indeed...but for now, I need to go and get some rest." And with another salute, this time it's his turn to disappear.

[Radio: (A) Hunter-Chat] Blues transmits, "Medical, Cleanup in light Labs."

[Radio: (E) Global] Pirate Princess Tron Bonne just growls and then huffs, "Whatever. Sure." Tron sniffs sharply, "I hate it when people ruin my fun... ...I'll just have to get their earlier next time."

[Radio: (A) Hunter-Chat] Signas transmits, "We're going to need a power relay, another full set of armor for Rock, and a mop."



Thank you, thank you, we love you Cleveland, goodnight!

Comments

[gearhead.livejournal.com]

I fear to think of what sort of insanity an Omnidroid primary could possibly churn up....

...Because Scott is a complete nutter, and his Overlords are prime proof.

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

Think of it this way. Powerful enough that hitting myself with a level 5 every time I use it is considered an acceptable balance.

[parasaurolophus.livejournal.com]

Before or after you use it?
It -is- a drain...

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

After.

[gearhead.livejournal.com]

Ow....

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

The pain!

The price!

The POWER.