Zechs had woke up from the nap he drifted onto. "Message for you sir." a voice said. "Hmm, A.I. butler. program name Jives." Zechs said.
"Name accepted." it said.
"Play message jives."
"Return to base for de-briefing and and afternoon snacks, hurry back kids" Justins voice said
"Very well." and Zechs left for the briefing room.
Arriving there he found found Justin and Glados already there. He bowed, afterwards he spoke "I do hope you considered my offer for the two new gundams. that thing i saw Frank piloting made me want to puke, forgive my language."
The Tyrannosaurus bolted off, chased by a humongous purple aura.
"Get back here meat!" Frank bellowed, chasing after his prey. The journalist pounced, ready to bite into the neck of his already-abused prey.
"THIS IS WHERE YOU DIE!" Frank yelled in air. Suddenly, the jungle disappeared, the T-rex pixelated, and Frank slammed into the VR wall.
"Return to base for de-briefing and and afternoon snacks, hurry back kids," Justin said over the Mic. Frank groaned and exited his room. A zombie lit a cigarette for him and another put it in his mouth. Frank made his way to the briefing room.
"I see I'm a shade early, oh hey bro!" Frank wrapped his arm around Zechs and pulled some photos out of his jacket.
"I got some pics of that epic space battle IN SPACE," Frank said, giving Zechs the pictures.
"This is one of you hitting Ken in the back of the head with a baseball bat," Frank snatched that one.
"Yea... gotta incinerate that one," Frank sat down and looked at another picture.
"I dig that thing you got Zechs, eh, what is it, Epona? Yea. It's cool and all, but Megas totally dominated that battle," Frank looked at Justin and Glados.
"I hope your new plan involves that third ship we saw, I didn't like the feel I got off of it. If i took a picture of it the aura I'd emit would be red.
"And what happens if it turns red?" Justin asked.
"Absolutely nothing, but it clashes with my clothes," Frank replied, relaxing in his chair.
Youmu just stared at Tomoya, occasionally breaking eye contact to stare at the surroundings more instead. Eventually, she finally answered. "(I don't know why, but I feel like I should know you...but I don't remember anyone named Tomoya,)" she said uncharacteristically softly. "(Why is it dark out the windows?)"
"That pile of redneck junk you were driving made me want to puke, a Gundam could take it out in a flash, normal metal couldn't stand a fraction of what gundainum could also on another note aren't photo copiers amazing pieces of technology?" and zechs pulled about 100 copies of the photo frank took and spread them over the table. "Wouldn't you agree?" He said.
Frank sighed, "Fine! Let him see! I don't care! Anyway, I looked up the manual for that thing, it's apparently some piece of 31st century technology, much more advanced than your horse Epona, it also has a cooler in the back to hold my ice pops."
Frank took out another picture, "You left before I decided to take out the last bits of that cruiser," it was a picture of Megas firing its chest-arsenal at the halved battlecruiser.
"When your gundam can do that, then gimme a call," Frank smiled, "Besides, Ken already gave me a death threat, he was all like 'Ah, look at me and my angst! I hate everything and even though you saved my life I'm going to yell at you! Let me go burn off some steam and regain my father's honor for the Fire Nation' and the ilk."
"when that pile of rust can cut a fully armored battle-cruiser in half at 1/16th power let me know. Ken is also a respectable man, he had a job to finish and you stopped him form doing that, not to forget with a bat to the back of the head." Zechs said he then looked at Glados and Justin "why do you keep this thing, is it your pet? Cerberus would be more fitting for you my commanders."
Zechs, out of wind, still managed to get up and braced himself against a chair. He looked at frank "I'm not an average Human, i can withstand more G's than you could ever dream of pulling." He was breathing rapidly and deeply.
"If you kill me, Glados will have your head mounted next to your ass. Even if its my dying task, i will kill you personally. But i have the self control to not have to defend myself with objects every time someone says something against me, unnlike you." He looked at Glados "Will you please do something about him, i might start getting slightly annoyed."
When Ken got to his room he took of the Colossus Armor and put on the crewman's outfit from Mass Effect 2. He then booted up his 360 and started to play some Mass Effect 2. "Ah Mass Effect, you never fail to calm me down," he said completely relaxed. About an hour later, he got a message from Justin summoning everybody for a debriefing. After saving his game, Ken turned off the Xbox and started to head out the door. "Oh, almost forgot," he said before grabbing his Ray-Bans and putting them on. He had grown tired of all the whiteness and decided to get some sunglasses. Awhile later, he arrived at the debriefing room. "Sorry if I'm a little late," he said before sitting down.
"(You should, but most people have forgotten, I will tell this story later and also...we are in space, and judging by it you do not look from around here, so whats your story)" Tomoya says after throwing a red bull her way, then Youmu told Tomoya about what had happen to you "(Well it seems like you are very far away from home, feel free to roam the ship, just dont touch anything that seems importent or we will fall back down to Earth, oh and Gaz, please set up a room for Miss. Youmu)" "yes commander" Gaz responds to Tomoya's command.
Tomoya spent a whole load of time explaining the whole story to Youmu about himself and everything "(And thats how I almost got killed by a hundreds of missiles coming at me at once)" Tomoya says "(I still cannot believe how you lived through all of that, and your even an angel, but I am a bit tired, what level is my room on?)" Youmu asks "(Well the basic layout of the ship is, first floor is the Commanders Cabin which is here)" Tomoya tells her as he looks around his penthouse level "Second floor is the guest cabins, take any room there, third floor is CIC, thats where the command center and turrets is, forth floor, thats the hanger, Garage, dojo, med bay and the armoury, level five is the crews quatars and level six is the maintenance level, DO not go there, ever!)" Tomoya then gasps for air, "(Ill be choosing a room then)" Youmu says while turning around and Tomoya says "(Ill be here alot, if you need anything aks Gaz the AI or any crew around the ship, they understand every language, and ill be here, ill call you if anything comes up)" Tomoya says as he stands up and takes a look outside and sees the vessel ship falling towards the earth. Tomoya then sighs "Something bad is going to happen soon, and what is happening with Alice and the rest, I Havent heard from them in a while" Tomoya the drinks out of the can of red bull again.
Dammnit, hurry up Maddog and Sam, I cant take this anymore!
Alice slammed her fist into the console and a bottle of wine popped up beside her, "I can't take this Tomoya guy. He's such a hypocrite," she mumbled, taking occasional drinks right out of the bottle, "I swear, and I mean, retrofitting a Caldari ship with turrets, of all things unholy. How is he an angel."
Ensign whistled, "Commander, this is not good for your health."
"Yeah you would know wouldn't you."
Ensign grimanced, "I'll ignore that for now, being that your drunk off two mouthfuls."
"Are we there yet," Alice asked groggily.
"Almost, we're rentering the atmosphere above the bookmark, cloaking is up and-"
"Yeah, yeah, how are our guests doing."
"They look fine."
"After we touch down, get them off my ship. I don't like these locals very much-" Alice bolted up straight.
"Something wrong commander?
"Feel that? It's strong. Numbing, what is that?"
"Are you drunk?"
"No, no. It's coming from the Blackhawk. What is that?"
"I don't sense anything, is this a Capsuleer thing?"
"I don't know, it's like something's ringing my memory."
The ship rumbled suddenly, screeched and moaned.
"BlackHarte is getting it too I suppose. Just bring us down, let anyone who wants to get off off, and then renter firing proximity of the Blackhawk cloaked. I don't want any engagements yet."
Ken walked in while Zechs and Frank were still squabbling, Ken sat down and began to chew on a cookie, realizing it was one of the cinnamon raisin ones he threw it in the nearest garbage can and grabbed one of the double chocolate ones.
"ENOUGH" Justin said, slamming a hammer fist down on the table, a large crack splintering it from where he sat to where Frank and Zechs stood. "Sit down, eat a cookie! Frank chill out or I'll put you on some anti-psychotics! Zechs... Uhh relax or I'll put you on Valium."
Ken leaned over propping his elbows on the table "Why the sudden influx in drugs?"
Justin smiled "We just got into the pharmaceutics industry, its going to be a lot of fun" Justin's smile faded as he reached and grabbed a folder that was sitting on the table. "Okay on with the de-brief, you may help yourself to snacks, just if I ask a question don't talk with your mouth full." Justin said narrowing his gaze at frank who had already stuffed four cookies in his mouth. Justin gestured to Glados who began.
"Well according to intel from the operation, the reason all of our defenses were able to be bi-passed without any alarms being raised was they were exact genetic clones of us."
Zechs raised his hand "But if they were exact genetic clones of us how come they were the opposite sex?"
"We don't exactly understand how they did that either." Glados said. "But the fact that our bio-signature defense could be defeated so easily will mean we'll have to add a new AI protocol, that will spot copies and alert us to clones. IT also appears that our automated turret security isn't good enough so we have put some fan boys on for some added security, they probably won't be able to suppress any threats, but they can at least raise the alarm."
Everyone around the table nodded, and Glados handed the folder to Justin. Justin pulled out several papers spreading them out on the table. "In regards to our engagement in space, I believe we you did very good. Taking out three out of five clones, and the crash of the Battle Cruiser into earth we can assume that the remaining clones are either of no threat or dead."
"And the other ship?" Frank said cookie crumbs falling out of his mouth.
"I'm glad your engagement with other ship was short and sweet. That ship is owned by heroes."
"Heroes? Shouldn't that mean we SHOULD engage it?" Frank said
"Actually, believe it or not, unless its absolutely necessary. We should never engage the heroes!"
"And why not? We are villains after all!" Zechs said crossing his arms across his chest.
"Two reasons: Retaliation, and Escalation!" Justin looked around the table eyeing his league of Villains. "If we attack the Heroes, without popper provocation, they will retaliate, come knocking on our doors full force. And even if we hold them off on their push they'll go find some relic that hasn't been found or known of its existence in like seventy bajillion years, and come back and be able to power through our defenses taking no losses and then wiping us out. But then we survive either through evacuation or using one of our experiments they haven't seen before to stop them from destroying us. And the cycle continues."
"So remember before you engage a hero, Retaliation and Escalation, the long standing effects of your actions. But don't worry we'll take those bitches down town eventually!" Justin said everyone smiling. "Okay... Well other than we are sending Fan Boy scouts out to check the impact sites of the pieces of Battle Cruiser that survived the re-entry for the two clones, there isn't much to do other than just relax! Glados and I have a few things that need to look in on before we begin our next operation. Frank go meditate, come off the caffeine, or crack... Or whatever thing you have that makes you crazy. Zechs, go relax. Ken..." Justin didn't say anything just gave a big thumbs up, a little disturbed by Ken's recent transformation.
"OH" Glados said, "before you go, please" She took out several platinum boxes and passed them to Frank, Ken, and Zechs. "Inside is a headset, but its small enough to attach to your ear that it is comfortable and is concealable. Also it has a super sensitive mic you just put on your throat. Its the size of a band-aid, and will take the tone of your skin. You don't have to speak loud for us to hear you, best to learn to sub vocalize. To activate it, just touch it, otherwise its off, but we can manually turn it on from the C3 terminal."
"Is that all?" Zechs said, fitting the tiny ear piece.
"Yes" Justin said "There will be a small activity in for team work later today but otherwise please take your own personal time. And please! Stay out of each other's hair."
Not spell checked or proof read for your inconvience!
"Glorious, can't wait to rock this mission, but first, where does my speech transfer to?" Frank asked Glados.
"Well, right into there, the Communications room," Glados gestured. Frank raised his mic to his mouth.
"Wanna hear the most annoying sound in the world? AEEEOOOOEEERRROOO!" Frank bellowed a screech that rocked the Communications room. Blood started to travel along the floor from Comm.
"Don't worry, just an intern. We have more," Justin reassured everybody, then switched off Frank's mic and threw it back at him, "Not cool, stop it, relax."
Frank took a picture of the mic and departed for his room, where Rex was awaiting Round 2.
Zechs approached Justin and Glados "My offer on the Gundams still stand. if you need me, i'll be in m room in the hangar." Zechs bowed and went into his room. "Jives, any updates?" he asked
"No sir."
"Good, let me know when i get one, also block any messages from frank along with the entrance to my door."
As Frank and Zechs left, Ken stayed seated. "What do you want Ken," Justin asked when the others left. "I was wondering if you would let me borrow the Normandy SR-2," Ken replied calmly.
"For what?" Justin asked in return. "To make a small fortune for myself. And after that to absorb a small star to fuel my powers," he said without a trace of emotion on his face. "What are you planning on stealing?" Justin asked his curiosity piqued. "You'll find out when I return. I'm willing to give you, personally, a 20% cut of the profit. I would take it if I were you, considering what I'm stealing is sought after by everybody," Ken said with a slight smile.
Justin went into deep thought for a few minutes before saying, "Fine. The SR-2 is being run by automated drones, all it needs is a captain. Inside is a full arsenal of guns along with all of armor from the game. Just try not to scratch it to much."
"Don't worry about it," was all Ken said before leaving for the hangar. When he was finally on board the SR-2, he was greeted with a familiar voice. "Welcome aboard the Normandy SR-2 Commander Shepard. Please select a destination from the map," EDI said to him. Ken guessed that EDI was made to recognize whoever was in charge as Commander Shepard. He didn't really care about it and decided to leave it as is. "No need, I now where we're going. EDI, set a course for Antwerp, we're going to steal some diamonds," Ken said with an evil grin on his face. With that, the Normandy flew out of the open hangar doors and made it way to Antwerp.
Tomoya was still looking outside at The Widow and spoke to himself in english "I cant believe that they dont remember" Tomoya then sighs and spots that The Widow is going down into back into the Earth, "Ill meet them down there, I guess, Ill bring Youmu incase she wants off this thing" Tomoya says as he turns off the tv and walks towards the elevator in the master room but he speaks to Gaz before pressing the button to the hanger "Gaz, prepare my personal shuttle, and tell Youmu in her own language that she can come as well" Tomoya says and then presses the button and the elevator goes down.
The elevator stops and Tomoya walks out of it and walks into the hanger and spots that the crew are preparing it and Youmu is waiting aside it "(So you want to come?)" Tomoya asks her in japanese "(Sure, its not like I cant come back with you, right?)" Youmu responded "(Yeah thats no problem, you can stay on here as long as you want)" Tomoya said smiling as he hopped on and gave Youmu a hand to hop in, "(This can carry alot of people, so we may pick up some other guests if they want to, its got two bedroom for both gender, two bathrooms and a kitchen slash entertianment area, and of course I have to drive it)" Tomoya explained as he hopped into the drivers seat and Youmu sat next to him, "Gaz, once we leave cloak once more and make sure everything goes smoothly, ill call if I need anything" Tomoya speaks to the AI in plain english, "Yes Commander, Ill be waiting", Tomoya then looks at Youmu and says "(Well lets see where they are going)", then the hanger doors open and Tomoya blasts out of there, following the Widow and remembering Gandalf's own quest and what Blast Star did to him.
Sorry if a screwed up the spelling or logic, but im thinking whats going on right now, Ken is on his own quest, The villains are being cautious, Youmu is with me, and the rest are wherever, I havent heard from some people in a long time, are they dead?
1. I think you misunderstand the scale of these vessels. They aren't Mass Effect Normandy SR2 types. The Blackhawk is massive, easily the size of the Empire State Building. The Widow is much larger than that as well.
A Destroyer = Normandy so: Frigate<Destroyer<Cruiser<Battlecruiser<Battleship<Carrier<Mothership<Dreadnaught<Titan.
2. Cloaking devices (Caldari ones specifically) work on both heat and visual spectrums. When tehy cloak, they really do cloak and disappear, with the only feed being from camera drones operating on a special radio frequency. All others are bent around the ship.
For the record, everything I know about Mass Effect is that this is my favourite RP on the forum. ...Can someone explain to me why all this mind-bending continuity is absolutely necessary?
Frank sat on his bed, looking at the pictures of the battle. Justin's words echoed in his ears, <if we attack the Heroes, without popper provocation, they will retaliate, come knocking on our doors full force... So remember before you engage a hero, Retaliation and Escalation, the long standing effects of your actions>
Frank examined the shot of the Battle Cruiser, Zech's Gundam, and the titanic ship that apparently belonged to the Heroes.
"Sorry Justin, but I can only fight enough dinosaurs before it gets old," Frank made his way to the hangar and activated Megas. The photo emitted a purple aura, and a small purple line in the sky, a light bleeping down the length of it, appeared.
Frank was gasping for air, for him to track an object that was that inaccurately captured on film was draining. He took out a needle and jacked himself in the leg to get his pulse lower and his ATP levels up.
"Megas, follow the trail," Frank commanded, panting slightly. The mech took off, making yet ANOTHER MORE AWESOME THIRD HOLE in the Hangar dome.
Sorry if I confused you and anyone else, but Im not taking the BlackHawke down, its staying up in space while I take my personal ship down there (Basicly its the size of a...ugh, whats Han Solos ship called again?), well whatever its basicly that, so sorry if you misunderstood that, the blackhawke is in space and im in another ship (A smaller one), and I do not know anything 'bout the cloaking, sorry.
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