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Postby TyrannoTitan » Fri Sep 26, 2008 9:13 pm

The tentacles reached their target, wrapping around the man's ankles before launching him across the street, smashing into an incoming car. Havoc turned at the noise, finally noticing the tentacle's work. Walking forward with a snarl, Havoc's tentacles began snaking their way over to the wreckage...
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Postby Doc 42 » Fri Sep 26, 2008 10:15 pm

With slow smooth movements, the hornet flexed his left arm... the alloy armour noiselessly rotateing up and down... He stretched out, picking up his trusty mirror shard. he moved it to his side, turning his head to get a better look at it, seeing the reflection of his back. Instantly he knew all of his work so far had been pointless... He was far beyond the capabilities of self repair... Only one of the armoured plates covering his wings was left, one of the wings was torn. The rest of his back was covered in scorch marks and dents...
He would have to ask Neeblestrix to extract him out... It was the only way... He grudgingly activated his communications aerial... but nothing happened. No aerial, no signal, not any response at all.... His communications equipment was damaged.... He had no contact with Neeblestrix... Neeblestrix had no contact with him.... he was..... free


Meanwhile, Neeblestrix had other things on his mind....

At his computer, he panned the camera view across, observing the strange base in the middle of the suburbs.... A small camera drone was sitting on the roof opposite the base, what looked like a cam-corder with 4 stilt like legs... spying on the enemy....
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Postby C S » Fri Sep 26, 2008 10:24 pm

Galaak blinked a few times as the informaton poured into his mind from the head phones. All Galaak heard were over lapping voices speaking fast, yet, he was understading everything they said, and was memorising. So far, he was learning about the recent mutation problem, and he was interested in the subject of genetic engineering and mutation..
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 8:47 pm

Neeblestrix, after a long time of waiting, tapped his finger off the space bar once....

Slowly, an upside-down Skip made its way down the street, almost completely noiseless, besides the faint clacking foot falls from within.... The skip continued through the sub-urbs, just-so-happening to be near the base that was attacked earlier....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 8:55 pm

The wall surrounding the complex was being rebuilt at an alarming speed. The tentacles of a few GEKKOs were fixing it quickly, now only a short portion of the wall being open. The sensors in front of the base had now picked up movement-which was strange, seeing as everyone avoided the base like the plague after the fight broke out-and the GEKKOs were on high alert, knowing something was about to happen...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:11 pm

Suddenly the skip was thrown off, two tan robots pounding their way out into a sprint. They were both the same model. curved 3 jointed legs with large stilt like toes, a sphere like body and a crescent moon visor on their heads.

One of them skidded to a stop, jerking its arm once and then pulling up its arm, three large gun barrels sliding out of its wrist. Three rockets launched out, swirling towards the Gekkos while it started to stride foreward, its hand spinning and converting into yet another gun barrel, this one much thiner and leading further back into the arm, the auto cannon lighting up noisily soon after as it sprayed bullets down the street....

The other was sprinting foreward, no weapons present as of yet, leaving cracked holes in the asphlat.

These were X-22 Striders. Neeblestrix's idea of heavy infantary...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:21 pm

Once again the part of wall was blown apart, the GEKKOs mooing loudly as they lept over the smoking wreckage as they charged toward the machines, the bullets deflecting off of their armor harmlessly. The first GEKKO's tentacles zipped out, wrapping around the attacking machine's arm, yanking it forward in an attempt to topple the machine, as yet another GEKKO landed on the other side of the machine, spraying it with bullets. Another GEKKO landed on top of the second machine, the attack making the machine collapse onto the ground, while the GEKKO wobbled and stumbled around, trying to regain its footing...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:30 pm

The Strider toppled, the gekko's weight crushing it into the ground. It struggled, attempting to roll over while releaseing a deep mechanical voice "*Kssh Man Down"

The other Strider buzzed darkly in response "Kssh Combat-el-rey"

It jerked its free arm up, its fore arm splitting apart into three sections, revealing the muzzle of a grenade launcher in the middle. With a deafening "THUNK" it blasted a grenade into the Gekko wrapping tenticles around its machine gun. The Gekko was thrown back, engulfed in an orange explosion, the tenticles being severed. meanwhile, the bullets were throwing up sparks on its shoulder. It pulled across its Auto-cannon, throwing bullets into the Gekko, tenticles dangleing from the weapons barrel...
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:34 pm

The GEKKO stood its ground, feet gripping the concrete as the bullets deflected off its head. The other GEKKO was laying on the destroyed wall, one of its legs missing, unable to continued the fight. The GEKKO standing its ground finally fired a grenade, which hit the ground in front of the machine, sending it back several feet in a ball of flames. The third GEKKO put a foot down on the fallen machine, trying to grind it into the ground...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:48 pm

The Strider pinned to the ground span its arm around, rocket launchers slideing out of its wrist. It pointed the weapons directly at the Gekko, two rockets blasting out into it, the resulting explosion showering the Strider in shrapnel but flinging the Gekko off. It made a strange leap frogging movement, stabbing its toes into the ground and levering itself up, the machines visor cracked and its face dented.

The other was blown over, landing into a roll and ending up in a crouch, flames clinging to its armour, several cracks in its tan plateing. It rattled off a burst of machine gun fire before attempting to stand, limping foreward, one of its feet damaged.
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 10:55 pm

The one GEKKO landed on the ground, its head sparking and the armor in some places shredded, but it was still able to fight. Standing shakily, the machine shot out another grenade, which slammed into the enemy, but the weakened GEKKO toppled over from the discharge, squirming as it tried to stand once more.

The other GEKKO returned fire, moving forward as it did, its head shaking slightly as the bullets deflected off of its armor, continuing to match the other machine's attack...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:30 pm

The grenade managed to punch through the Striders armour.
Little of what was left was any bit recogniseable. The machine burst open, the explosion ripping it to shreds, leaving a flaming crater in the road, the Striders head landing onto the road and spinning around for awhile.

The Strider locked in combat with the standing Gekko continued pumping bullets into the gekko, but realised it wasn't getting anywhere fast. its rocket launchers poped out again and it fired one out, the slender missile roaring out of the tube....
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:34 pm

Mooing, the GEKKO lept into the air, dodging the missile and landing on the machine's head, smashing it into the ground, causing the GEKKO to topple over as well, squirming around to try and get up.

The other GEKKO stood, turning its sights on the last remaining machine, limping over to it as it pummeled the fallen machine with bullets...
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Postby Doc 42 » Sun Sep 28, 2008 12:16 am

The strider struggled around, its legs crippled, its machine gun rattled off bullets towards the remaining gekko's fleshy legs, the bullets punctureing them.
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Postby TyrannoTitan » Sun Sep 28, 2008 12:32 am

Mooing painfully, the GEKKO fired a grenade, which detonated on top of the fallen machine, scorching the other GEKKO beside it, which finally managed to get up...
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Postby C S » Sun Sep 28, 2008 1:27 am

Galaak had changed his focuss from the mutation crisis to education, learning written/ reading English, speaking and writting/reading in French and Spanish, Advanced Algebra, and slang. The elevator dinged and the door opened, the General having a tray with a wide array of food. Galaak ipgrowled awkawardly "What...up...ma nig-...ga?" The General kept a serious face and said "What in the HELL did you just say to me fishy?" Galaak growled "What up ma nig-ga" The general yelled "You will address me with FORMAL English, do I make my self clear, or should I search for your ears and SCREAM IT?!" Galaak said "Take the pill of chill, home slice" The general said "....It's chill pill- look, the scientists want to know what food appeals to you the most, so you taste these samples, ill be back soon to retreive the results" The General put the tray on the floor and walked back into the elevator, failing to belive he was called a nigga by a fish alien
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Postby Hopeflower » Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:27 am

"Welcome home, Yoruichi," the young teen muttered as the homes and streets became more familiar. She landed beside a small house, wrinkling her nose at the smell of rotting wood and food that wafted from inside. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside.
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Postby C S » Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:51 am

The elevator door opened, the general stepping into the white room, which wasnt white any more, the walls were stained by the foods that were on the tray. "What the hell.." The general muttered as he eyed the mess, Galaak no where to be seen. Then, a water drop fell from above, right in front of the general's eyes. The millitary officer slowy tilted his head to look up, Galaak being seen, arms and legs stretched out and bracing the walls, his back pasted to the ceiling, his dorsal fin wrapping arond the right side of his body. Galaak stared down into the general's eyes and growled, then snarled, then made a guttral roar before yelling "CAAAAAAAAAAAAFFIIIIIINNATEEDD COOOOFFFFFEEEEEEEEEEE.YA BABY!" and dropped down, landng in front of the general, then front flipping at a wall, hitting it leg first, water coating his feet and freezing, pasting him to the surface, and unfroze as he took running steps, bounding the walls, ocasionally jumping off and landing on another wall, and running on that, literally bouncing from wall to wall. The general held his head and asked" You LEFT the containment cell?!" Galaak slid down an ice bridge, he jumping up to the ceiling, which was 30 feet up before. He said hyperly "The elevater controls were easy-EASY!" He quickly glanced about the room, the white walls and light was distorted into many other colors in Galaak's eyes "It's beautifull" The general said "The elevater... is beau- screw it, what about the food sampling?" Galaak said "I was eating, then I got thirsty and the only thing I had was the atmospherical water, but I didnt want that so I pressed the button, pressy pressy and then ran around the base until I found this cafeteiria for the scientist, and I was all "Strange foods here" and I saw this godly bottled elixer...Ssssssttttttaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrbbbuuuuuuuccccckkkkkksssssss" (He was making that hypnotized kinda drawl)

"You so you drank coffee, and came back here, and then....turned into some sort of animal" the general said. At this time, Galaak was jumping from wall to wall again, laughing maniacally. Galaak yelled "I LIKED THE CHEESE SAMPLE" before slamming into a wall, plummetting down onto an ice platform he made in the knick of time. The general mumbled "The alien likes cheese and caffine has adverse effects on his metobolic systems...increasing energy...like a sugar rush...10,000 times fold... interesting" He pressed the button on the elevator, the blast doors opening and the general walking into it, Galaak getting up and jumping onto another wall, kicking off and hitting another wall leg first, freezing his legs to the surface and running in circles...

A voice over a radio said in a clam yet concerned voice "You think it's going o be ok?" The general said "Relax, he cant hurt him self in there" The voice replied "I was talking about the denurilyzer..."
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Postby dinoman666 » Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:53 am

"Dr. Nebblestrix?" Scaletail had finally emerged from the labs down below the shop. In his clawed hands was a large snake egg, which he handled with surprising gentleness, despite his immense strength.
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Postby The Kingpin » Fri Oct 03, 2008 3:21 am

a cushion of sand seperated Gaara from the twisted metal of the wreckage, as he looked at the creature. "And again, i'm attacked. what is it this time?" he sighed as he straightened. sand began to swirl around his feet as he watched the attacker come closer...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
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