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Dec 17, 2005 0:13:34 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 17, 2005 0:13:34 GMT -5
Aquaman: Nice teamwork, guys!
*The team save Sparkman slap each other high-five, but they're still trapped in the holding area.*
Sparkman: ...Now what?
Laid back voice: Wha? Thought ya could check out of yer rooms if ya beat our innkeeper or something?
Dimunitive Voice: Why'd we let you do that? You can kill all the guardians you want. You're in that cell and out of our way forever.
Demented Voice: Though it'd be much more fun to kill ya. Just our preference.
*At that moment, a drill-shaped virus almost as wide as the cell bursts out of the wall and charges straight at the team. Aquaman and Gateman desperately try to get out of the way, but the ledge's too small. Seconds before the drill reaches them, Sparkman snatches Aquaman and Gateman with a pair of electric tendrils and leaps off the platform. As he falls, Sparkman grabs the platform's edge with another set of tentacles, dangling himself, Aquaman and Gateman out of the drill's path. After the drill passes, Sparkman hoists everyone back up seconds before he trips his circuit breaker.*
Gateman: WAAAAYYY too close.
Aquaman: *points to the hole the drill came out of* Alright! That drill dug us a way out!
Nathan: Damn, that was awfully...heroic.
Sparkman: *whispers* No, just smart. I'll need the fish bowl's help later. And by help, I mean "navi shield".
Nathan: *Nods* And Gate's footing our bill so we can't him die.
Gateman: *Already across the hole* You wanna get across already? You've been one step behind the entire job.
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Dec 17, 2005 14:19:10 GMT -5
Post by Aquamanexe on Dec 17, 2005 14:19:10 GMT -5
Aquaman: Hurry up Sparkman!
Nate: Nathan, what are two talking about?
Nathan & Sparkman: *in unision* Nothing!
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 17, 2005 21:16:30 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 17, 2005 21:16:30 GMT -5
Ben:*Thinking*Well I heard you. All you care about is money hm? Hmph...I guess as long as the job's done. Gate:Alright...now what?
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Dec 20, 2005 2:30:00 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 20, 2005 2:30:00 GMT -5
Sparkman: The hell are you asking us for? We're just the hired muscle.
Gateman: Excuse me for asking for input. Not that it matters. I guess the only we can do is just follow the hole out.
*meanwhile...*
Arrogant overcultured voice: Oh yes, that drill guardian was definately worth the hours of virus breeding.
Gruff voice: Shut it! It's not like you had any better ideas.
Militaristic voice: Sir! Should I dispatch our back-up forces? Sir?
Commmanding Voice: Do it. They won't stop them, but it'll buy us some time. And I'll need you two come with me. I'm know where those three are going.
Gruff Voice: Just us? Why the hell shouldn't all of us join in?
Laidback Voice: Yeah, the more the merrier.
Commanding Voice: No. Just you two for now.
Gruff Voice: Fine. I wanted to kill that frigging crybaby myself anyway.
Laidback Voice: Who am I kiddin'? I'm itchin' to knock that sparkplug off his high horse solo. Everyone 'round these parts knows I'm the REAL electric god.
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 20, 2005 8:58:18 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 20, 2005 8:58:18 GMT -5
(Ooh, suspense ) Gate:I think I see a gate up ahead. Ben:Looks locked. Gate:Not for long.*Activates a lock-picking program*
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Dec 20, 2005 9:51:48 GMT -5
Post by aquamanexe on Dec 20, 2005 9:51:48 GMT -5
Aquaman: we could just unlock it with this key I found.
Ben: Ok.
Gateman: But I wanted to pick it.
Aquaman: *from inside* Hurry up guys!
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 20, 2005 14:30:10 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 20, 2005 14:30:10 GMT -5
Gate:Hmph, fine, take the easy way out.*Heads through the door*
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Dec 22, 2005 1:26:01 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 22, 2005 1:26:01 GMT -5
*The three navis charge through the door and find themselves in an expansive area with a glowing red sphere sitting on a pedestal made up of thick, hose-like wires*
Gateman: Bingo! There’s where we need to upload the virus!
Sparkman: And there’s no peons guarding this joint? I’m insulted.
*As the three approach the core, three figures step out from the shadows to greet them*
Commanding Voice: In that case I’ll have a word with our…military operations commander.
Aquaman: Yeah, you do that Mr. …
Terra.exe: Terra, commander of the Starloids.
Jupiter: *snaps his fingers* Yo. Handle’s Jupiter.
Neptune: *scowls at Aquaman* I’m Neptune, and that’s all you need to know.
Aquaman: So why are you trying to blow up some officials?
Jupiter: Hey man, we’ve got our reasons…
*Catching the team off guard, Neptune fires a sphere of water at Aquaman as Jupiter unleashes a gigantic arc of electricity at Sparkman and Terra shoots a laser at Gateman.*
Jupiter: …but we’ve also got our guns. Which do ya think matters more right now?
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 22, 2005 8:42:15 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 22, 2005 8:42:15 GMT -5
Gate:So, the starloids...*GateMan easily dodges the laser, but it comes back at him, striking him! Thankfully he had foreseen this, and activated an anti-damage!*
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Dec 22, 2005 12:59:52 GMT -5
Post by AquamanEXE on Dec 22, 2005 12:59:52 GMT -5
Aquaman: *absorbs the water* Neptune, you're a moron. Now how should I kill you fast and painless or slow and painfully...
Nuptune: Go with the first one.
Aquaman: Ok, die. *uses a Blue Moon Giga Chip on Nuptune*
Netune: Attacking us with solestial bodies? You fiend.
Aquaman: Something tell me that you're not the brains of the operation... *uses a Red Sun Giga Chip, deleting Nuptune* Now, Gateman, give me the virius and I'll upload it, and give me some cover while you're at it.
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 22, 2005 16:39:25 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 22, 2005 16:39:25 GMT -5
GateMan:*Nods, tossing the virus (in a container) to AquaMan, while firing his cannon at Terra*
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Dec 23, 2005 17:38:57 GMT -5
Post by aquamanexe on Dec 23, 2005 17:38:57 GMT -5
Aquaman: *catches the container*
Jupiter: Give my that, kid!
Aquaman: I've only got one thing to say to you... *gives him the finger* sucker... *activates the virus*
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SearchMan.EXE
Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
Posts: 42
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Dec 23, 2005 18:23:13 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 23, 2005 18:23:13 GMT -5
The entire network begins to explode! Gate:Quick! I've set up a tunneler in the prison area we came in at! We can jack out from there!*Subdues Terra with a barrage of O-Cannon fire, then runs*
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Dec 26, 2005 0:48:17 GMT -5
Post by Sparkexe on Dec 26, 2005 0:48:17 GMT -5
*the navis try to escape through the gateway, but the exit's blocked by a heaping pile of rubble and a large bull-like navi.*
Uranus: I suppose you thought that was a remarkably clever move.
Sparkman: *shrugs* So? I'm packing a few drillarms. This won't even be crap once I'm through with it.
Aquaman: These guys aren't so tough. I can finish the rest of them even quicker.
*Sparkman dodges an uppercat from Uranus and skewers him with a drillarm, drlling through the debris and Uranus simultaneously. Gateman releases a trio of miniature soldiers at Terra before slinking into the shadows as Aquaman fires a wideshot 3 at Terra and Jupiter. Undaunted, they retaliate with a spark chaser and an electric shock respectively, crippling Aquaman. As Aquaman picks himself up, he sees Sparkman using his last drillarm, but exit's still blocked.*
Uranus: How unimpressive. Honestly, what were you trying to accomplish with that?!
Sparkman: Other than distracting y'all? Fat load of nothing.
*Sparkman points to Gateman, who used the opportunity to set up a new tunneller in the room. Aquman, Gateman and Sparkman quickly pile through the tunnel seconds before it seals shut.*
Terra: Hmph. This changes nothing. We'll be back to claim what's ours!
Jupiter: *dodges an explosion* That's our cue!
Terra: There's nothing else left here. Fall back to Dark Moon!
*After Uranus polices up Neptune's data remains, the Starloids disappear one by one seconds before a series of deafening, catastrophic explosions tear through the network.*
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Merc
"Target locked. What are your orders, sir?""My orders are to stop calling me sir!"
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Dec 26, 2005 22:33:14 GMT -5
Post by SearchMan.EXE on Dec 26, 2005 22:33:14 GMT -5
Ben:Well done, both of you. The starloids complicate matters, but we still saved the official base and destroyed the satellite. Nathan:And what's to stop the remains of the satellite from crashing into the base? Ben:The short-range missile defenses are. Now, here's the rest of your pay.*Hands each of them 50,000 Z*I hope we can do business again soon. For now, farewell.*Ben activates a smoke trap, and slips out before it dissipates* Nate:What, is he a ninja or somethin'?
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