It's time....my/our job request.

[Falcovsleon20]

I don't think this might be the best of times to post this but I have no other choice. The job must be done ASAP! Here it is:

Name: Falco aka Codename: Falcovsleon20
Region: cannot specify. (Meet at Creamland)
Offered Price: 56,500 Zenny. Or you blow it all for the Mystery Data. Your choice.
Job Description: You'll have to talk to our group leader, Sean, out here in Creamland but basically, one of the Navis of our team (not an official game one mind you.), Iris, has been kidnapped by a strange navi. We don't know who's he working for or what he wants, heck we don't even know his name. But he's fought once before and whuped us but good. We need some proffessionals to aid us. Oh and one more thing, do NOT I repeat do NOT DELETE THE PERPETRAITOR! He must be brought back to our HQ alive. And don't ask why or you'll be docked pay.
Personnel Requested: I need three of you. One who's stealthy, and one who's tricky to fight. Oh and Coldman if he's available. I've got something specially planned for him. For the other two, prefferably Videoman and Searchman but anyone you can get available that matches those requirements will work. (Except Shademan and Laserman. Keep them and any and all Darkchip addicts on your team away from this assignment. Or ELSE!)

NOTE: We will not cover travel pay. ::hears finger-snapping noise from within PET::

(Brightman: Uh why are we not paying for their travel money again?
Falco: Because the money we're paying them for the job alone already took enough of a toll on our expenses. We had to sell the DVD Player, the Stereo system, and the Soda Machines to cover for it. Would you rather I sell the Gamecube while we're at it too?
Brightman: Nooooooo! Don't sell the Gamecube pleeeease!
Falco: Then they have to pay for their own plane tickets, period. Got it?
Brightman: Check it out!
Falco: You know, you really have to learn to stop saying that so much. It really annoys people. That's why other mercenaries don't take our jobs.
Brightman: Sorry.)

[mmbn4team]

Guilter: I'll take this job on.
Time for a board meeting in the lounge.

*in the 3 story building Which the Mercs call HQ..... Conveniently 2 minutes driving from the airport.*

Guilter: Right O. It's not the best paying job. BUT we have a good chance of finding Non-standerd chips. I've Called upon services of a friend to assist us in the assignment. I need 2 "Volunteers" with me and my Friend.

[Sparkexe]

*Nathan arrives at the HQ just after Guilter*

Nathan: *lights up a cigarette* Oh, you got the job too Guilter? Awesome.

Guilter: What about Tyler and Darmagician?

Nathan: *smokes* I fowarded it to Darmagician and Videoman, but I couldn't get a hold of Tyler and Searchman for some damn reason. That damn Fed can be so hard to get a hold of sometimes.

Guilter: Damnit! That leaves us one navi short!

Nathan: *puts the cigarette out on the table* Not quite. Sparkman read the request at our site too. He can be stealthy with his invisibility, and a sneaky fighter to boot, so I figured we'd hone in on Search's turf on this job. His loss.

Sparkman: Besides, I'm just itchin' to try out some of these new frigged-up Shadow Thunder powers I got from Vineman! This'll be great!

Nathan: *lights another cigarette* Anyway, I booked our flight. We should head on out to Creamland if and when we get word from Darm. Hopefully he won't keep us waiting.

OOC: Seriously, I couldn't get ahold of our Searchman. His e-mail's been busted for a while, and he's not a regular here. Unless he shows up on his own pronto, this'll have to go on without him.

[Falcovsleon20]

OOC: Well you've doing a lot of jobs lately so I wanted to give you a break amonst other reasons. But you'll work just fine. Just as long as I don't make any character or continuity flaws. (I've read up on everything but I have a pretty bad tendency of screwing up once in a while.) Oh and feel free to ditch any character descriptions if you like. I suck at custom spriting. Oh and uh sorry this part is a bit too long. Got carried away there.

*At Transmitters' HQ conviently located secretly at the arcade of the same name, Transmitters, in a nearby Creamland city: Circuitopia, lies a group of kids working around the clock to stop an evil organization. But unlike the officials around the world, they kick so much more ass, it's not funny. (Well okay they aint THAT great) The leader, Sean Obihiro looks up information whilst a blond-haired girl wearing a blue dress with stars walks in*

Sean: Oh Haley, you're back. Did you find any info on who kidnapped Iris yet?

Haley: Well I saw this freaky looking black thing out on the net but....

Sean: Freaky looking black thing? It wasn't wearing a cape was it?

Haley: It looked more like some weird hooded guy with a skull-shaped lantern. Why? Did you think I saw that Bass thing you keep prattling on about.

Sean: .......maybe.....anyway..

Black-haired wise ass: Some weird hooded guy with a skull-shaped lantern? You've been drinking the sludge out that horrid hot cocoa machine again haven't you? I swear that stuff is worse than bloody cough syrup.

Haley: Chet, blow it out your ass. It's not our fault Falco had to sell the soda machines to pay for these merc guys.

Sean: Will the two of you shut up? I'm trying to work here. I need some silence if I'm going to try and locate these perps. Freezeman, any word from the mercenaries yet?

Freezeman: Not yet but I'm hoping to hear from them soon. But this location retrieval thing isn't easy to do Without Brightman. Where is he?

Chet: Oh I'll field that one. He and Falco went to wait at the airport for those Darklight guys. They've been there for over three hours. Sometime's Falco such a guillble...

Sean: You told him that they'd be coming out there soon didn't you? When he finds out you pulled another prnak on him, he's gonna be so pissed....

Chet: You mean, IF he gets back.

*Meanwhile, elsewhere. Some weird red sphere of a Navi, carrying an angel-like Navi, contacts his superior through a video screen. The screen appears with a hooded executioner type guy, cloaked in shadow on screen.*

?: Oh what is it this time Gravityman? Can't you see I'm making my daily slaughtering of innocent Navis? You know how I hate interrference you dumbassed bucket o' bolts.

Gravityman: Request forgiveness. Gravityman has captured specified target. Subject: Iris.

*Lifts Iris in front of screen*

?: Well it looks like you aren't a waste of diskspace after all. And what of those Navis from the arcade?

Gravityman: All targets currently incapacitated.

?: Well I was hoping for them to be dead but beggers can't be choosers I suppose. Anything else?

Gravityman: Also Report Good News and Bad News. Subject Bad News: Enemy has hired outside help.

?: And Subject Good News?

Gravityman: Communication Lines to 5 different countries including Sharo have been cut.

?: Brilliant! Keep up the good work and you'll get you that A. I. upgrade you want so badly.

Gravityman: Hooray!

Iris: You aren't gonna get away with this you freak! Whatever it is you plan on doing!

?: If I had a dime for everytime I've heard a damsel or victim say that to me, I'd be killing people in style. Quit your cheesy damsel lines. In case you haven't noticed, I've already gotten away BI-YATCH. And things are obviously going to get worse as soon as I get my hands on you. Provided you don't screw anything up again Gravityman!

Gravityman: Affirmative. Gravityman signing off.

?: As if anything could go wrong, even if they hired "outside help", they can't possibly strong enough to destroy any servants of the great EXECUTEMAN! And now to laugh evilly for a really damn long time: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

*Back at Transmitters'*

Freezeman: Sean sir, I've obtained an E-Mail from Darklight mercenaries.

*Sean reads over E-Mail*

Sean: I'll get Falco on the line, pronto.

*Meanwhile, Falco, The 15-year old boy with the white torned-shirt, black cargo pants and the trippy glow-in-dark visor and matching vest with jumpdrives attached to the vest's zippers and neon orange headphones waits by the airport*

Falco: DAMNIT! It's been 11 hours now. WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE MERCENARY BASTARDS?!

Brightman: Check it out!

[mmbn4team]

*gets to creamland Rather shaken and stired*

Guilter: YOU SERIOUSLY F***** UP!

Nathan: How was I supposed to know that Nude airlines wasn't just an Abbreviation!

Guilter: Grah! Too many Wangs.......... Too many WANGS!

[Sparkexe]

OOC: Yeah, it's not so much that I'm getting tired of this and need a break. I'm not tired in the least. It's just that if I take one too many of these, I'll feel like a scene stealer. Other guys need a chance at glory. But after accidentally letting Beowulf's job fall through the cracks, I decided I'd rather be scene stealer than lose another job. And I'm gonna try not to ditch any character descriptions. They're your characters, and I'd have some nerve to go around changing them for no reason.

IC:

Nathan: *lights up a cigarette* Ah you'll live. *spots Falco outside* Hey you! You must be Falco.

Falco: Oh there you guys are! What kept you!?

Guilter: We were waiting for Darmagician and Videoman to show, but they never did.

Nathan: *smokes* Well, when I 'em fowarded the job, I told 'em to go on ahead and meet us at Creamland if we weren't at HQ, so he could still catch up. I ain't too worried about those two. So until they show up, why don't we get started?

*the trio head to the Transmitters Arcade, upon entering...*

Sean: Oh, so you guys DIDN'T skip town with our money! I can at least check that one off the list.

Nathan: *smokes* Don't go busting our balls about this. A deal's a deal. It's not our style to leave our clients holding the bag.

Guilter: Damn straight! Anything new about this job?

Nathan: -ASIDE from why you want this bastard brought here alive. You guys can tie him up and beat him like a piniata for all I care. *puts the cigarette out*

Chet: Haley here claimed that she saw Bass.exe while she was tripping on cocoa sludge.

Haley: Damnit! It wasn't Bass.exe! It was some hooded navi with a skull for a lantern!

Sparkman: Pfffft. And here I was, thinking it was something serious. Please. You mind telling us where you found Bass Jr. so we can go kick his wannabe ass? Or is there something else you wanna tell us?

[Falcovsleon20]

Chet: Hey who's the walking lightning rod? We asked for the army guy.

Sparkman: Well too bad, we couldn't get him so I'll be your stealth Navi instead.

Chet: But we already have an electric spark plug on our team. And he's Falco's hand-me-down of a Navi.

Brightman: Check it out!

Falco: What did you expect? My dad to actually not act cheap for once? At least Brighty here can kick ass like no tomorrow when he has to. Unlike some people who trick us into waiting for 18 hours at that screwed up airport.

Sean: Will you stop it the both of you? The airport's getting bought out by someone more sane next week so it won't be so traumatizing anymore. Now let's get bloody down to the point here.

Coldman: ::whispering:: Hey Guilter, isn't that the kid that ran that net mafia?

Guilter: Let's not bring that up right now.

Sean: Alright, here's the deal. We don't know if this black, skull-lanterned navi Haley brought has anything to do with this yet but let's not worry about that now. 3 weeks ago, A strange navi named Gravityman attacked our base.

Nathan: That explains the giant crater we saw out front on the way in here. But get to the kidnapped Navi.

Freezeman: The navi is named Iris. She helps operate the OS of this secret main computer. Without her, the system isn't able to be used to it's full potential.

Nathan: That doesn't tell me why she might be kidnapped.

Sean: I was getting to that. It's because Iris is an angel...

Sparkman: Let me be the judge of that.

Chet: No, sparked-ass, he means literally.

Haley: Iris has uncanny light abilities. She can erode Darkchips and cleanse Darksouls. And like most female navis, can heal severe wounds.

Guilter: If she's all that powerful then how did Gravityman get away with kidnapping her?

Falco: Gravityman lacks the intelligence to be corrupted by evil and Iris isn't that much of a fighter on her own. Also Gravityman has some sort "thing" attached underneath him that lets him nullify all elemental damage using Gravity powered sheilds alone.

Freezeman: Haley's Navi Starman became gravely injured and I only just recovered from my wounds. Chet's Navi Vulcanman was not so fortunate.

Brightman: ::snaps fingers:: I was able to beat that junk heap with my dazzling moves, stylish cunning and....

Falco: No you didn't you retard. You just shot Bright Beam after Bright Beam at him that reflected off his shields and wrecked everything within the area. Then you wussed out and logged your sorry ass out of there.

Brightman: At least we were able to get free chips from the store wreckage right? And I did place that tracer on him.

Sean: And because of that, we've been scouting him out time and time again. Since one of you is missing right now, we'll improvise. Of course I planned on you being aided by one of us to begin with.. Anyway, since everyone else is incapacitated...

Nathan: What about your Navi?

Freezeman: I have a bad enough rep as is. I'd be taking too big a risk if I appear with you in plain sight.

Sean: As I was saying, you'll be aided by Falco and Brightman in this mission. Your first task is to get clues from Gravity's last known appearance at a bar 30 miles out of town.

Coldman: A bar? I like this job already.

Haley: Be careful out there. That bar is known for running an illegal Netalley Arena that specialises in thugs who fight with Darkchips and take bets on the winners.

Sparkman: Let's get going then. I want to see this Iris chick for myself.

OOC: Feel free to fix up any little out of character moments if you like.

[Sparkexe]

Falco: Sounds like a plan. But where did Guilter go?

*Guilter pulls up in the team's beat-up rented car and honks the horn loudly*

Guilter: What the hell is keeping you guys! If you don't hurry, I'll miss happy hour...and our lead, Freezeman or whoever it was.

Nathan: Well it's nice to see you have your priorities straight.

*Nathan and Falco climb into the car and Guilter speeds off. The trip took five minutes since Guilter was driving well above the speed limit, and cutting off people left and right. After driving his sixth car off the road, they stop at the bar and the three pile out of the car*

Guilter: Ah it's like I died and went to heaven. But they realized it wasn't my time, so they sent me to a bar.

Falco: Well don't forget, we're here to track down Gravityman and Iris so don't-

*before the trio can enter the decrepit building, a large, burly, angry looking bouncer cuts them off*

Bouncer: Whoa, there. I haven't seen you chumps around. You guys do have darkchips right?

Guilter: Huh? No, but c'mon! All we want is a good stiff drink!

Bouncer: *slips on some brass knuckles* Yeah, not without some darkchips you're not. Now get back into your piece of crap car before I put you in there myself!

*reluctantly, the three back away and go back towards the car*

Sparkman: Guilter you dumb drunk, when someone asks you if you have any darkchips, you say, "YES!"

Coldman: Oh shut up. He would've checked us for darkchips anyway, and I don't have any, and I doubt either of you two do either.

Nathan: *spots someone parking their car behind the building* Naw, but I know where to get more.

*Nathan runs up to the car that just parked. Just as the driver steps out, Nathan pummels him into sweet unconsciousness*

Nathan: *pockets the guy's zenny chips* What the hell? This guy doesn't have any dark chips! What a waste of a beating this was!

Guy2: *steps out of the car and punches Nathan* What'd you do that for? I needed him to drive me back from the tournament, you jackass!

*Guy2 punches Nathan again, but he quickly recovers and slugs him in the solar plexus. Nathan then punches him in the face, sprawling him onto the ground. Nathan grabs his darkchips and zenny chips and reunites with the group*

Falco: *takes a darkchip* I dunno, part of me feels kinda dirty taking this...

Guilter: *takes a darkchip* Well it's the only way in, so we can't really be picky about this.

*with the darkchips in tow, the trio get past the bouncer and enter the bar. The bar was more of a dingy, stuffy warehouse lit by a few dim flickering florescent lights. Ducts can be seen running in and out of the ceiling, but some pieces are either dangling from a few cables or have fallen on the floor. Several corroded metal tables are strewn about the room covered by spilled beer mugs, passed out patrons, or both. The sober patrons sit entranced by the large telescreen in the far end of the room showing a heelnavi being deleted by a large, sphere-shaped navi. Guilter quickly runs to the bar, ordering a vodka while Nathan picks through the passed-out drunkards' pockets for any zenny or cigarettes they may have. They meet up again shortly, but as they do, a voice blares out from a set of speakers*

Gravityman: Enemy target: destroyed. Requesting more enemies wagering darkchips.

Announcer: You heard the man! Are you all gonna let this freak walk off with all your hard-earned zenny and darkchips? You damn well better not! Who else wants to wager a few darkchips to show him who's boss around here?

[mmbn4team]

*walks over away from the group*

Guilter: *thought* Hmmmm............ Maybe my "Friend"
Would like to try this out..............

*opens up a small metal case and pulls out a PET*

PET: Last Login was 2 year ago.

Guilter:.................... 2 years? It's been that long?

?? ??: Yeah. Feels like I just woke up.

Guilter: Any Abnormalty's in the system?

?? ?? : No. Not really. Just a bit of gibbing.

Guilter: Great. Now you ready for a warm-up?

?? ?? : Sure.

Guilter: Excellent............

Guilter: I'll Accept the challange!

[Fal]

OOC: Okay that had me confused. That ?? ?? is Coldman right? I just want to get my priorities straight before I type up the next section.

[Drillman]

I'm afraid it might be Bizarro Shadowman.exe, Guilter's old roleplaying navi. You'd be better off just ignoring him or referring to him as "????" for now.

[Falcovsleon20]

OOC: Oh okay. Didn't know that.

IC:

*Falco is at the counter sitting on a bar stool*

Falco: Hey barkeep, hand a me a roman coke and make it quick.

Brightman: I didn't know you drank at all. Other than New Year's that is...

Falco: That's because I sneak out at midnight to these places without you around.

Brightman: That explains those monster headaches you sometimes wake up with in the morning. ::snaps fingers:: And why you vommit first thing in the morning too and....

Falco: Brightman, shut up.

::Barkeep hands Falco a roman coke::

Falco: Thanks, and uh do you happen know of any strange sphrerical Navis by the name of Gravityman?

Barkeep: Well we're about to have another match soon so why don't stick around and find out for yourself, jackass.

Falco: Uh, thanks.

Brightman: Looks like you got your answer.

*Takes sip of roman coke then spits it out and coughs*

Falco: They call this a roman coke? It tastes like a Diet Pepsi that was sitting on a radiator for two hours then watered-down with toilet water.

Nathan: Hate to interupt Falco but have you seen Guilter?

*before Falco can answer, intercom starts up*

Announcer: All right you drunk off your ass maggots! The next back-alley fight is about to begin. Get ready to place your wagers as are current reigning champion, Gravityman....

Nathan: Looks like we found your man.

Falco: Great now to....

Nathan: Let's just wait and see if this battle at least wears him down first. Then that'll make fighting the bastard that much easier.

Falco: You're right. But I just feel sorry for the sap who has to fight him.

Announcer: Goes up against this guy....uh what was your name again?

Guilter: Guilter

Nathan: Oh great.

Falco: Not really, even with that elemental guard thingy on him, Gravityman does poorly against certain obstacles.

Nathan: I guess THIS is the special reason why you chose Coldman right? He does have that Ice Cube move.

Brightman: Uhhhhh.....sure let's go with that.

::Guilter plugs in ?? ??::

Gravityman: Target identified. Activating asskicking mode.

Falco: Waitaminute. That doesn't look like.......oh god damnit.

OOC: Again, feel free to fix anything you need to.

[Sparkexe]

I kinda hate to bring this up, but I'll be going out of town for a while. It's bad timing, but I should only be gone for two days, give or take. Until then, just keep at it, and stick around. This is shaping up to be one helluva story, and I'll be back to RP my fair share of this job before you know it. Knock yourselves out!

[mmbn4team]

***No. That Idea was scraped. Sorry Rai, No cookie.***

Guilter: Ready?

Assasain.exe: Ready.

Guilter: Everthing in place?

Assasain.exe: Yeah.

Guilter: Ready to haul ass?

Assasain.exe: Yes.

Guilter: THEN GO FOR IT!

[Falcovsleon20]

OOC: Instead of waiting for Spark to get back, I'll just take the risk of completey screwing up Assasain and leaving you to clean the mess. Unless you'd like to PM me his statistics.....