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Post by masterveers on Oct 3, 2007 19:58:04 GMT -5
Crowce looked at the Chairman as he sat down "Sir." he said calmly. He stepped over to the chair's right side he leaned in and whispered into his ear "Gurard I wish you would tell me when your going to make a personal appearance." Crowce leaned back out and was standing at ease waiting for further orders.
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Post by Enigma on Oct 4, 2007 9:19:35 GMT -5
The chairman slowly turned his head to Crowce as he spoke into his ear. He slowly nodded to hsi words. "I apologize Commander Crowce.. I just wanted everyone casual and overlook the plans for this relic." he slowly nodded to him. "Destroy the enemy, my friend." he said, nodding to him with a thin smile. He then looked at the Tech. "Mm... bring down the power to 30%, I don't want it using it's full output. That would beat the purpose of this test, now wouldn't it?" he asked, his white hair hanging over his ears and to his neck. An odd hair-cut, but it worked for now.
The Tech nodded and soon his fingers become a blur over the keys on the terminal. "Output reduiced to 30%. Weapon systems limited to Para-claws and Beam Cannons. Sir.. I don't know if Omega can keep up with Striker at this level.." it seemed that the Tech wasn't aware of Omega's true power and the pilot itself was very... inavative.
* Marx Homeworld *
The three soldiers suddenly stopped, raising their weapons and firing off a few bolts of energy to connect to the Communits, which made them drop like fly's. They then continued, but one of them was shot by a powerful ramjet, it seemed. He topped over, missing half of his head. "Sniper!" the lead shouted and soon fired his rapid fire beam weapon at the place where the shot initiated. A body could be seen falling in the distance and smashing against the ground hard. "The ship is just ahead!" he called to the alien. He scurried off with his team-mate and the drop-ship soon lowered it's ramp, with more soldiers waving them from inside, but on the side of the gun-ship, a huge gattling beam was firing immensly. The soldiers hurried off into the gun-ship, waving the Alien with them. "Come on!" they shouted at him.
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Post by Giant Brother on Oct 4, 2007 12:48:38 GMT -5
Gexor nodded, getting the general idea of what "come on" meant. He ran as fast as he could, closing the distance like it was nothing. He immediately got in side and looked back at the place in concen.
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Post by masterveers on Oct 5, 2007 8:18:40 GMT -5
Crowce nodded at the chairman, then drew his attention to the Tech "Set the units deflectors to a interphasic modulation of 2232.32 and modulate it on the upper band." The tech nodded and entered the commands, even know the Chairman was here it was still Crowce's command and his choice. "Chairman do you have any objections to those commands?" he asked almost Merrily as a formality.
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 5, 2007 23:43:41 GMT -5
(Any post for the arena?)
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Post by Enigma on Oct 6, 2007 15:39:13 GMT -5
*Avalon Control Room*
The Chairman slowly shook his head to Crowce. "Perfect orders, Commander." he chided. He slowly looked at the Tech. "Open a voice channel." The tech nodded and did so. The chairman then started again. "Bring up a tackeon pulse to neutralize the neural networks."
A light winked on the screen for affirmation from the unit.
*Avolon Arena*
The Omega unit then slowly let the claws in his hands slide out of their sheathes. The unti then brought them up into a stance and then winked out a pulse from it's central core. This field would slow the mentality rate of the neural link on both units. This would converse in a slight delay in both units reflexes and such.
*Marx Confederacy Launch*
The dropship slowly made it's ascension into the air. Both of the pilots were mashing away on their controls, and the ship then jerked from side to side. The pilots were grasping the handles above them, swaying with the ship. The leader looked at the Alien. "Can you understand me?" he asked.
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 6, 2007 16:14:03 GMT -5
*Avalon Arena*
Error. Interference in network detected. Enemy suit anticipated as the source. Recommend mimimal forced interaction to maximize response time.
"Agreed, I believe the enemy has made its first move. Let's go!"
The suit lifted backwards as it opened with a spray of plasma from its gatlings.
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Post by Enigma on Oct 9, 2007 7:42:01 GMT -5
The Omega unit simply stood there as the plasma hit it, making the chassis pull back in the momentum. After such, it simply turned it's sleek head to the side to stare at the enemy. Enemy Targetted. Engaging in Close Combat. Tackeon Field Diminished. Activating primary Power Core... completed. Activating Wave Pulser.... Completed..
The Omega suddenly lurched foreward, trying to bring it's claws across the Striker and possibly rip open the cockpit in a single strike. If this happened, the force arena would bring up a field around the Omega unit, keeping it from doing any real harm..
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 9, 2007 13:55:33 GMT -5
(Can the Omega fly right now?)
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Post by Enigma on Oct 10, 2007 7:29:33 GMT -5
( Aye. It more or less lunged. Like.. a dash.. Not using thrusters, however. )
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 10, 2007 11:32:40 GMT -5
*Avalon Arena*
Because the quicker suit was already moving up and back, a quick burst of speed put it out of reach of the claws. The cannon on its back clicked down to rest over its shoulder as Striker took aim with its largest cannon, allowing itself to drop and slide backwards into a crouch for stability.
With the interference down, Ariel was able to join back in, and she watched the enemy's actions while Striker prepared the cannon. A moment later, the massive blast finished charging and exploded forth from the cannon.
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Post by Enigma on Oct 11, 2007 7:33:21 GMT -5
* Arena *
The Omega slowly stopped and stood up straight. A glaze over it's hull occured and then it stopped. The Claws then were taken back into their sheathes and arms stayed idle.
As the blast came forth and hit the hull of the unit, it flopped over backward, the steam pouring from the metal that had been connected with the burst. The Omega didn't move.
*Control Room *
"We have a problem.. the Omega isn't responding.. Uh... Orders, Sir?" the tech asked, turning around in the chair to look at the Commander and the Chairman.
The Chairman looked at the Tech and slowly shook his head. "It's up to you Commander.. possibly.. you can activate.. the weapon..?" he asked, turnign his head to look at his friend.
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Post by Giant Brother on Oct 11, 2007 7:47:44 GMT -5
Gexor tilted his head. "I don't understand you. Say more words and I will." He said, both in his strange language and telepathically, since thought didn't really have a set language, he might be able to get his point across.
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Post by Enigma on Oct 11, 2007 8:28:39 GMT -5
* Liberation Dropship *
The pilots looked back. "ETA in five minutes."
The lead soldiers slowly pulled off his helmet. "Alright. We're clear." as he heard the telepathic he nodded slightly. He wasn't surprised. "We're the Liberation Army, we were sent to get all the aliens off the Marx Confed. I hope you're assimilation is almost complete so we can give you a briefing."
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Post by Ninmast on Oct 12, 2007 17:29:13 GMT -5
(What happened to the blast?)
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