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It's been two hundred years since the Legendary Gekkostate saved the world from the occurance of the Limit of Questions. Lifting since then has gone from a fad to an all out way of life. The military no longer ruleing with dictator powers now acts more of a police force ensuring peace through out the land. However in towns such as Warsaw the Civilwar of the last two centuries rages on and the cost of life is slowly increasing. Ontop of that a Cult following the wishes of Dewey Novak has risen up and they are slowly trying to follow in his foot steps reattacking the Voderac. However in this time of emptiness and destruction hope still reigns for a brighter tomorrow, and with the Return of the Coralians one can only hope the world will turn for the better.
Topic: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> (Read 181 times)
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The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Thread Started on Feb 10, 2009, 4:31pm »
Spike dropped his cup of noodles as he watched the Early Morning news. The clouds where a bright redish from the small port hole windows out the side of the ship. Someone had blown up a Hospital, and it was being put on their hands, they didn't even go to the Capital, that was suicidal, yet they where getting blamed for it.
"All Black Armed Shinigami, REPORT TO THE LOUNGE AT ONCE." Eaon said as he ran to the intercom and blared it over the intercom probably waking many of them up. It was going to be hell to pay for this, and they would be expected to write the check. They needed to be ready fast.
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #1 on Feb 11, 2009, 3:20pm »
Keita was already well more than awake. he had been up for hours. As a matter of fact, he hadn't been to sleep in three day. He was in a bit of a drought when it came to normalcy and oddly enough he was more crazed than usual. As he heard the announcement over the intercom he jumped well over 3 feet for joy. "YAY!!! SPIKE NEEDS US!!!"
Keita speed down the halls trying to remember where the lounge was. After all, most people don't work well on sleep deprivation. However, most people don't also have 36 cups of coffee every day like Keita. He sprinted down the hall until he finally found the door way. He turned and ran through the door way and lunged over a couch. Keita collided mid-air with Spike knocking him to the ground and landing with Keita's knees on top of Spike's chest. Keita leaned towards Spike and pulled his large, twisted, golden wrench from his back pocket and waved it back and forth in Spike's face. "HI SPIKE!!!"
Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #2 on Feb 12, 2009, 1:40pm »
Another explosion. “ Ah…see how they run”. He blasted more ground troops with the grid shot homing lasers. Firing again and again and again. The flames leaping higher and higher. He stopped in midair and looked over the surroundings. Anubis was truly his ultimate creation, a perfect engine of destruction. Not to mention it was environmentally friendly. He had to laugh out in the open for that one. It had seemed such a good idea, to put that kind of system in. The military had always been rabbiting on about long term combat efficiency. Sometimes machines could be out on missions for months at a time and needing to stop to refuel or rearm. Anubis however was different. Each system supplemented the other, Zero shift created masses of heat energy, but that heat energy wasn’t radiated merely rerouted into the weapons systems to help power the energy for the lasers. In short, from activation to destruction ( which by the looks of things was never going to happen) Anubis was completely self sufficient. Requiring no further running costs aside from mild repairs and a place to dock. AVA suddenly brought up a message. “ Incoming transmission , source is from headquarters. Patch through?”. Malcolm sighed. Always there to ruin his fun.
“ Sure”. Spikes message came through. He wanted them all to assemble. Malcolm grunted.” Sorry Spike, I’m a little busy blowing stuff up…give me a moment”. He instantly cut off the transmission there and looked to his right. Another military ground unit. He turned around, raising Anubis hand. A blast of red laser energy shot from it, the explosion destroying the machine. AVA spoke up again. “ All life signs in the vicinity have been reduced to 0.…..”. Malcolm grinned. “ Everything’s dead then?…what about enemy internal combustion reactions?”. Seconds passed and then AVA spoke up again. “ No energy signs detected either, good work sir”. Malcolm nodded. “ Good…..hopefully today we’ve sent a message……radiate Anubis’ core energy, prepare for burst shot”. AVA acknowledged this, with a distant humming, or at least it would sound like that within the cockpit, outside however it would be an intense sound, like the charging of masses of electricity. The burst had charged successfully and Malcolm took Anubis up higher into the air. “ Wipe this place from the map”. He fired the blast and a huge explosion ensued. He turned towards the direction of the Zetsubou. And then suddenly…Anubis disappeared.
Within seconds he was in the outside of the ship that proved to be the base of their “ Terrorist organisation”. He docked Anubis and then sat back as the systems began to slow down. “ Full lock down ensure systems are ready in case I need to return with….problems….”. AVA agreed. “ Weapons systems will charge while you are away”. Malcolm nodded. “ Yes…by the sounds of Spikes urgency we could be under attack at any moment…so…perfect chance to test combat operations…”. He touched the outer wall of the cockpit, the solid steel dissolved under his touch and he climbed out, the cockpit metal remerging over the control centre. He walked out and headed towards the lounge. Funnily enough this was the furthest he’d been away from Anubis for a long time. He walked into the lounge. “ You requested my presence?”. He raised his eyebrow looking down on the person who was sitting on top of Spike. “ Perhaps I should come at a better time…”.
Keita Vorloreon Terrorist Faction Black Armed Shinigami member is offline
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #3 on Feb 13, 2009, 5:53pm »
As Keita heard the voice of someone else who had enterered the room he turned around to look at the new arrival. Without getting off Spike's chest Keita pulled his arm behind his back and thrust it forward suddenly launching the wrench threw the air and causing it to stick in the frame of the door. Keita was about to yell something at the man turning to leave but he was a little more than just astounded by the fact that he had gotten a wrench to stick in a solid steel wall. He meant to focus on the man still in the door way but Keita's mind was fading. He looked at his wrench as if it were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he had seen ALOT of women. Keita began drooling when his mind came back into focus.
"Fucking no you shouldn't! Spike said he needed to see all of us! Right away!" Yelled Keita in an obnoxious manner. Oddly enough Keita never seemed to care about anyone, and hardly anything, but Spike was one of the few who had Keita's utmost respect. "Now stay here while i get Spike!" Then Keita stood up very abruptly and leapt off of Spike's back and dashed through the door into the hall in search of Spike. He dashed by Malcom and pushed him roughly so that he may get through the door. "I'll be right back!" Yelled Keita happily as he ran down the hall in the opposite direction of Spike.
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #4 on Feb 14, 2009, 2:40pm »
Spike stood up and looked at Malcolm, he honostly thought about shooting him right then and there and being done with it. Instead he sat down and picked up what was left of his noodles and nodded towards the TV, which was still clammering away about how bad The Black Armed Shinigami where and about how vile they had to be to blow up a Hospital. It was probably just another military scheme to go crack down on people who where still truly free in the new day and age. Even if the GekkoState had been the saviors of the people two hundred years ago in the Military's Eyes they where still pirates and killers, smugglers, and propagandists who fought with Anarchy against the Government.
"Malcolm, next time you leave the Zetsubou without Orders to do anything I'm going to have you killed when you get back." Spike said in a very calm voice as he listened to the speach going on from the Elder Council. It sounded like they would have a full fledged man-hunt going on soon, and god only knew that Spike really, didn't want the Red Dragon Crime Syndicate finding out they'd failed to get him killed. It was really stressful as it was, and even though life was merely a dream, it was still a pain in the ass to wake up in the mornings.
"We don't need anymore accusations of Terrorism, make sure your LFO is prepped for battle, incase we get attacked however for now our best bet is to take cover and wait for the storm to pass." Spike said as he looked at the TV and waited patiently for the attacks to proceed. Spike needed some information and he need and excuse not to have to go out on a full militarized war with the Army, all they needed to know was he had a Nirvash and it's pilot in his possession, a psyco mass murderer, another psycho only with a god complex, and himself all out with stolen equipment. "From this point on we only leave the Zetsubou when absolutly necessary, understood?"
Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #5 on Feb 15, 2009, 3:56pm »
Malcolm raised his eyebrow as the tool went flying past his head and embedded itself in the wall. He guessed what this meeting was about, he had seen the news report. It was stupid. When he destroyed something, he made sure he was there to be seen destroying it. He wouldn’t leave some cowardly symbol. Not that he would have minded blowing up a hospital. But he wasn’t about to take the credit for someone else’s cowardly and shoddy work. He saw the look in Spike’s eyes and smirked. Cold murder. The man spoke and it almost made the scientist want to laugh. The man would have him killed when he got back? Did he really think he could destroy Malcolm? He smirked. Anubis had a massive superiority index over any of the machines in this place. And the ship itself didn’t have the kind of firepower to counter Anubis’ speed. Even imperfect as it was, Anubis was more than enough to destroy them. “ I understand perfectly Spike, I will await your orders”. He said that with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. He was far more useful to this Black Arms than they were to him. He had joined them out of the promise of having the facilities to continue his research. And to test Anubis in live fire situations against his enemies, watching them run as he rained death on them. The first was non existent. And now Spike thought he could impose orders on him?
“ Anubis is always combat ready”. He said bluntly as Spike informed him to keep his LFO ready for battle in case the enemy brought it to them early. Malcolm knew he was more intelligent than these people. But it seemed to him he’d rather leave these people to burn if they all thought it would pass. “ I have to disagree on that however”. He would speak up. But only this time. “ If they are desperate enough to blow up a hospital to frame us…..then surely such a storm would never merely blow over….if they could not find us….they’d continue the ‘ attacks ‘ ……if people suspect that we aren’t really behind it…then we’d be questioned as to why we aren’t handing ourselves in to stop the attacks….rather clever actually….if not vulgar….I’m afraid Spike…sitting there eating your noodles isn’t going to cut it”.[/blue] He grinned once more. “[color=blue] I suggest we send a real message….I can hack into military systems and see if I can identify those behind the hospital incident…..if successful I suggest we…stretch our muscles as it were……attack the base…and then broadcast our own message in the localised area…revealing the true nature of the attack, the military will attempt to cover it up, but we’ll have planeted the seed of doubt…”. He pushed his glasses up his face. “ But naturally…you are the leader”.
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #6 on Feb 16, 2009, 2:55pm »
"You realize there's a reason I try not to think don't cha, and that's why. " Spike said as he walked over to the coffee table and ate a few more noodles then looked up. This "genius" failed the realize that the Military always hated them, and his constant Terrorist blasting like the one the Anubis had previously gotten back from was only more insuring that they wouldn't be let off. Even if the Military knew that the Black Armed Shinigami had nothing to do with the attack they likely wouldn't call off the attack, it was the perfect excuse to have the public finish them off. The best thing to do now was wait out the storm for a bit and the real terrorists would likely show up.
Spike closed his eyes and with a light smile, turned around and kicked what was left of his still mildly hot noodles at Malcolm. The noodles is the cup had been lobbed right up air towards the man. Spike quickly drew his Jerico 941 and fired a loud shot through the air, striking the cup and causing it to burst in mid air. The hot juices and noodles exploded above Malcolm more than likely soaking him in a hot noodles. As this happened Spike brought the barrel of his trusty pistol up to his lips and blew what little smoke was left off of it. Spike then spun the weapon on his pistol. "It's only for awhile Malcolm, besides we don't need any uneeded attention right now."
Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #7 on Feb 16, 2009, 3:46pm »
Spike was, clearly. Not quite the man he imagined the leader of a terrorist faction to be. It was rather laughable really, even as he kicked the noodles and aimed the gun Malcolm didn’t blink. Not even as he was hit by bits of noodle and hot water. It was the first embarrassment, but last insult he would suffer at the hands of this fool. If he thought just because he was a scientist he was going to just sit there and allow it all to happen then he was sorely mistaken. He obviously had forgotten just what kind of man Malcolm was. “ Amusing”. He nodded, bowed and let himself out of the room. He removed a noodle from his right shoulder and flicked a part of one from his hair. He headed down towards Anubis. Nothing seriously out of the ordinary, the man spent the majority of his time around the machine, doing checks working on its systems or even just conversing with the battle AI AVA. He coughed as the elevator headed down towards the docks. Shame really, the organisation had potential. At least it had at first. “ What an idiot”. Malcolm repeated. “ A terrorist faction that doesn’t need to be accused of acts of terrorism….amazing…the man is clearly of incredible intellectual calibre”.
He walked down the bridge towards Anubis and then pulled his communication device from his pocket. “ AVA, begin automatic start up, oh…and fire the EMP will you….”. He touched the outer core of the cockpit and jumped right in as the metal slid away. AVA spoke up when he was inside. “ Warning. Firing the EMP whilst still inside the vicinity of the ship will result in the deactivation of friendly electronic units “. Malcolm grinned and laughed. “ What can I say, the man has to learn how to treat his partners….”. Anubis then started up, the engines firing and the thrusters lifting him out into the main section of the docks. “ Firing EMP wave”. AVA responded. There was suddenly a massive high pitched whine noise. Then the lights inside the dock began to flash on and off red. This of course would be happening all over the ship. Malcolm grinned. Revenge was a dish best served cold. And nothing got colder than death. The EMP wave was indeed a deadly weapon it required some charging time. However he had set Anubis’ weapons on charge the moment he docked ( check first post) . EMP knocked out any and all electrical systems that it came in contact with. And that meant all of the systems of this ship, it would now be free floating until repairs to the ship had been fully completed.
He smirked. Anubis lifted its hand. Crimson energy glowing in its grasp. He fired off the grid homing lasers watching the colourful explosions in the dock, mostly just for fun really. He then moved onto the outside of the ship. Stopped for a moment spun the spear of Anubis and grinned. The machine disappeared, Malcolm activating Zero Shift. He had other places to be. And didn’t need to waste his time here where his talents would go unused and unappreciated. And where Anubis would be unable to complete its ultimate goal. Destruction. He opened up a comm channel to Spike. The man would no doubt be panicking right now. “ Call it a parting gift….and Spike…next time I see you….I would leave you a floating derelict….I’ll leave you in thousands of pieces……best get repairs done quickly….I might just make an anonymous call to the military and collect the bounty…I’ll need the funds for my research", he left the message. Laughing his head off.
OOC: Malcolm out, and Eaon even if your floaters are organic and remain active, the systems and controls you require to steer/ move, fire weapons, communicate (etc) would be fried. So you are as I said. A FLOATING diralect. Just make repairs and get on with it x_x its not as if I blew you up
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #8 on Feb 16, 2009, 9:38pm »
Ichijou walked silently through the halls, she was still confused on the ships layout since she hadn't used it much. Her curiosity had been peeked a little when she heard Spike over the intercom in alarm. The feeling hadn't passed when she heard the gunshot and she wondered if there was a fight going on. If there was she didn't want to be part of it.
Ichijou comes to the lounge, seeing a man covered in noodles and Spike not far away, "What's going on? What's the urgency?" She asks quietly from the doorway she was half behind. Surely Spike didn't call on the intercom to have a mess cleaned up, right? She wouldn't be surprised if they hadn't heard her at all over the TV.
Her confusion only seemed to get worse: humans were so confusing... She slowly backs away, leaving them be, perhaps it was better if she just went back to Thaw and the other LFO...
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Re: The hell? <Black Armed Shinigami> « Reply #9 on Feb 17, 2009, 8:53pm »
Suddenly with no warning the speaker system comes on within The Lounge.
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As Morris wheeled up so that he was sitting erect to look at the screen he simply pushed a button and let a message go off to the rest of the Zetsubou. "Hey I know you guys are kind of in a meeting and all, but we've got company. I'll leave them on speaker." Morris said boredly talking through his nasals making him sound more like he was drunk, or stupid, or both.
Then Morris pressed a button on the communications screen which opened up a bright full screen image of static. Around the image was an orange square and in the upper right hand corner within an orange box read the word "Connecting". The message was a interpretation of the Communication systems ability to connect and have an image conversation with the pilots in the ULFO outside, however even if they declined image conversations they would still be able to have a voice one.
"Hey, uh, you guys are here kind of at a bad time, you want something?" The almost blaitently uncaring man said. If they had any brains about them they could tell that he had either just woken up or was comming off a high. However in their case it was both of them being correct, he'd just woken up and he was high, and now he was on emergency shift.
Shortly after, Morris starts the transmission the following conversation is had between he and the ULFO.
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" Nihao? Goushi, sorry we're here at a bad time. Like I said in first transmission, we request a safe place to dock. I've lost communication with my partner and would like to see if we can fix it. We also have no provisions with us currently,"
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"Oh man, I'm so sorry..I'll double check my prog-"
"You.....Do you have..."
"DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA HOW MUCH TIME AND EFFORT I HAVE PUT INTO THIS WORK OF ART?! IS THIS HOW YOU GET YOUR GOD DAMNED KICKS?! DESTROYING ALREADY SEEMINGLY BROKEN LFO'S?! YOU UNGRATEFUL, DEVOID OF BRAINS, STUPID ASS, DOLT HEADED, POOR EXCUSE FOR A PERSON!"
"NOW GET OUT HERE AND WE CAN HANDLE THIS ONE OF TWO WAYS!"
"Oh right, boss I let them land considering they're prediciment I'll send down a message to welcome them though." Morris said as he closed his communications interface and watched the Black LFO come closer towards the launch Catapult mauivering her way into the ship.
Meanwhile Spike stands up and pulls out a Cigerette then lites it. Spike takes a long draw on it the cigerette and begins to walk towards the hanger. Mubbling something about Keita.
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