Third Leaf - Megaman Battle Network RP (IC)

"Wait, we're going now?!" blinked Catriona, almost stunned that an attack was starting as she swiped her PET and looked at the coordinates that were sent.

Once Storm Owl returned to her PET, "Come now, Catriona. Now's not the time to be frantic. We have work to do."

"Well, we got to go sooner or later. Ready, Vile?"

" What do you think?"

"Good point."

Faro hammered out more writing. The business hires retired cops to stop what should be an issue done with the government proper. We set off to go defeat a... construction foreman. Strange?

He then stood up and started working his PET. At the same time, Chill Penguin nodded to everyone seated. "Well, I'm out. Good luck out there." He disappeared back into Faro's PET, appearing back on the screen with a smart salute. "Let's get moving, boss."

"Yeah..." Faro pocketed his PET and kept writing as they headed to the truck. "Hey, whose names need changed for this? Anyone touchy about being in an academic paper?"

Rai whistled at the idea and recalled Gear into his PET. "So, we in Gear?"

The Navi gave him a look, "I am always ready for combat. We shall assist."

Rai smiled, the hacker was ready.

"Of course we're going now. We good? I think we're good." Ms. Hammond said, finally. She lead the now-instated Taskforce down to the garage, through an express elevator. On the way over, Richard picked up a box.

Eventually, the group reached a pair of trucks. "This is the best way we can move all of you at once." Richard said apologetically, opening the back doors of the trucks. Inside they had some soft seating with seatbelts. From out of the box he picked up earlier, he pulled out some Lanyards, each with a small chip for their PET. "These will denote your employee status. They've got your names and pictures on them."

He handed one out to each member. "Those chips will download the necessary programs into your NetNavis. If you're wondering what kind of programs, they've been debriefed on it so you can ask them." Ms. Hammond said, opening the back of the second truck.

After that, they each got in the front seat of their respective trucks, then drove off when everyone was safely inside.

The Haigh's Construction site was in utter chaos. The giant semi-automated construction machines had gone into full automatic mode and were causing rampant chaos around the site. Thankfully they hadn't yet broken past the edges of the site, but they had decimated most of the work already done.

The minor workers were huddled in the center, surrounded by cranes, bulldozers, and backhoes, all revving their engines threateningly. Atop the tallest crane, a lone man stood gloating.

"DOES ANYONE THINK THEY CAN STOP US? THIS IS A REVOLUTION YOU HEAR ME? NONE OF US WILL EVER HAVE TO LIVE LIKE THIS EVER AGAIN!" the man screamed at the top of his lungs, thrusting his PET into the air. No doubt this was Hersch Sears, the foreman who had connections to Mitsuba Channel. "FOR FOUR-TEEEEN YEARS I'VE SLAVED FOR THIS FUCKING COMPANY, AND THEY THINK THEY CAN FIRE ME?! NO DICE, YOU BASTARDS!"

"Alright, everyone! You're going to need to jack in and take this guy down, alright?!" Ms. Hammond yelled out over the cacophony of the construction equipment. "We need to put an end to this before he starts destroying the surrounding buildings instead of just the ones built here!"

"Gee, someone needs to chill a bit. Let's make him calm down, okay, Squid?" said Steven, smiling, but still looking tired.

Squid Adler nodded from the screen of the PET "Yes, sir."

"All right, let's jack in!" said Steven, then proceeding to connect his Navi to the construction system.

"Whoa, I think this is taking a worker's strike a bit too extreme..." Catriona mumbled.

"This is no time for jokes!" Storm Owl yapped at his operator.

"Oh, right. On the clock. Alright, Storm Owl, jack in!" Catriona connected Storm Owl to the construction system.

At first, Henry Roswell was hopeful that he might be able to solve the problem quickly when he saw that there was a live person to deal with on-site. His hope died when he quickly realized that any attempt to find a shortcut would likely do more harm than good - the machines had to be dealt with first.

"Alright, Gemini." Roswell said. "Looks like it's time for you to go to work."

"WOOP!" Gemini said as he connected to the system.

"And in the meantime..."

While he couldn't move in yet, Roswell also knew that when they did finish, they'd still have to catch the man. As Gemini connected with the other Navis and prepared to go to work, the former detective began scanning the construction sight, looking for potential escape paths, entry points, and other details that would no doubt become important as soon.

The construction site looked like hell, Fernando mused. Fire and brimstone, if this guy got his way, would be the order of the day. It looked like all the hard work of the workers had been demolished – the construction machines had seen to that. They were also seeing to keeping said workers corralled, which meant they probably had slightly more to worry about than “everything I have worked on for the past few months has been destroyed.

Fernando felt adrenaline enter his system. They’d undoubtedly be spotted. And until Rife and the other Navis were able to take down this son of a bitch, there was no doubt in his mind this man – driven past breaking point through his termination – would not hesitate to turn the vehicles into killing machines.

“Well, you know what to do.”

“…Say it.”

“Say what?”

RifleMan cocked his head on the PET’s screen. “Jack In, RifleMan, Execute!”

“What? Rife this is not the fucking tim-”

“Do it, Fern.”

Fernando sighed. At this point it'd be easier to co-operate. “Fine.” With the unenthusiastic voice of a man on the punch-clock, Fernando quietly droned, “Jack In, RifleMan, Execute.”

“…Thank you.” RifleMan hooked onto the radio waves of wireless fidelity and beamed into the construction system.

edited 1st Mar '15 3:05:33 PM by SpartyMcFly

Rai laughed, "Jack in! Assault Gear! Power up!" He proclaimed loudly.

In a instant, Gear was in the system, "Beginning mission," He said as his right hand turned into a buster, "I will take point."

"Jack In! Vile! Execute!" yelled Jack.

"So it's all of us just to stop this one low-life? I think I'm going to be sick." Prometheus said with a scowl from inside the PET.

"So what? Don't tell me you actually want to sit this one out." Io asked, knowing full well the answer.

"Ha! Don't make me laugh! Once I jack in, I'll tear this low-life in two!" Prometheus shouted boisterously.

Io just gave a smirk as she raised her PET. "Jack in! Prometheus! Execute!"

The Construction Site's net was most certainly construction themed. Black and yellow warning tape littered the terrain, giant holes next to equally giant hills dotted the land, and giant landmasses in the shapes of heavy machinery decorated the horizon.

But this was no time to admire the decor. Off in the distance, a lone NetNavi could be seen, spewing some sort of liquid from his arm to cover what looked like very important consoles. The liquid quickly solidified, ruining the consoles.

Back in the real world, a previously dormant mixer came to life, and began violently spinning its drum.

Between this Navi and the ones owned by the taskforce was a lengthy region dotted with viruses. For one man to come into possession of so many was unheard of; he most certainly had back up from Mitsuba Channel for this.

Craggers and Mettaur2's were immediately in front. Drixols behind them. Far behind, a set of Drixa. The Mettaur2's and Craggers caught sight of the intruding NetNavis, and immediately dove in to fight them.

The Mettaur2's shot out waves of energy from their pickaxes. The Craggers tore out the ground beneath them, and tossed them at the intruders.

RifleMan looked around, his right arm morphing immediately. His forearm and hand seemed to unfold and fall back in on themselves, disappearing into his body; in its place, a single, rectangular tube extended. The scope on the side of the tube snapped into position, two thin strands of what would have been metal if this were reality shooting up and projecting a single red dot above the scope body as the specialized, angled grip folded out.

Of course, all of this was for show, really. RifleMan was a frigging Net Navigator; he could fire this thing with near perfect accuracy without having to use anything on his Buster. It was more the style of the thing that he liked.

“Man… I don’t know what it is, but something about this place tells me it looks wr-“

A chunk of ground sailed by his head. RifleMan’s orange visor dropped.

“…Okay, fun time’s over, let’s party!”

RifleMan immediately began strafing, throwing himself to the right as he spritzed a few bursts at one of the Mettaur2’s. The buster projectiles themselves were fairly weak, but they made up for it in velocity and volume – every time RifleMan fired, two shots blazed twin trails towards their targets.

Gear began to strafe opening fire with his buster, "Save off on the battlechips for now. We may need them for the navi ahead."

Rai nodded, "I could hack into the system and-" "Don't do it Rai. We're in enough trouble now. Just support me," Rai pouted a little, there went that idea

"Heads up, Storm Owl!" Catriona told her Net Navi as Storm Owl opened his wings and took off flying into the air, forming a ball of air in his hands before shooting it at the Craggers.

"Mini Bomb! Battlechip In! Download!"

A handful of blue orbs appear in Vile's hand.

"About time! Eat this!"

The purple Net Navi throws the explosives into a cluster of enemies, annihilating them. But as soon as the smoke clears, a new line of viruses take their place.

"Come on!"

"Heh. I could use a warmup." Prometheus raised his hand above his head, and a grey staff appeared in his hand. He twirled it in the air, and a crescent blade protruded from one end, giving off a faint hum. He lowered himself into his stance, his left arm forward with his right arm back, holding his scythe at a right angle to his body. He took a brief second to give a smug grin as he prepared to attack.

"Out of my way!" He cried as he rushed in with his scythe raised.

Seeing two Mettaur2's in front, he sliced them apart with a single swing. But he didn't stop there. Before the viruses had even finished blowing up, Prometheus already dove after the Craggers, scythe dancing in his hands.

"We got more activity on those machines!" Roswell shouted, making sure the others were given a heads up.

"Take cover!" Gemini Man shouted as he slid under a Cragger-thrown panel. Getting back on his feet, he quickly sacrificed 20% of his HP to create a pair of clones.

"Cover! Get!" The three Gemini Men shouted in unison as they each generated a barrier in front of them - one that looked rather similar to their creators. The two clones then repeated the process, and in short order the three-Navi team had an impromptu barrier five-squares long.

Shifting back to the original Gemini Man, the two clones locked arms, allowing #1 to step up. Once he was in position, the two clones threw their creator into the air, where he was able to get a clear and elevated shot, one he used to throw a bouncing Hockey projectile at the Craggers.

edited 1st Mar '15 6:46:33 PM by TheSpaceJawa

"All right, Squid! Let's show them!" said Steven, now looking completely full of energy as if something had sparked inside him.

Squid Adler quickly dodged the waves fired by the Mettaurs and soon began firing basic bolts of lightining at them in retaliation.

"Are we going to use any chips?" he asked his operator, staying observant to dodge any incoming attacks

"Not yet, those viruses are all small fry." said Steven.

"Jack-In, Beatman! Execute!"

Having wordlessly taken everything in back at the boardroom, Mike raised his headophones back among his ears, ready to get to work. He sent Beat into the construction devices with no need for confirmation. Both he and his Navi knew what they were to do.

Inside the Construction Net, Beat joined his fellow Navis with a confident smile. This smile was soon obscured as a black steel cover materialized over it, linking the Navi's visor to the start of his body suit.

He started to move to what seemed like a rhythm, quietly scanning his teammates' attacks and the Viruses' reactions.

Outside, Mike started to lightly tap his foot to the same rhythm, establishing a sort of synchronization between the movements of himself and his Navi.

Fluidly, the young man pulled out a Chip and fed it into his PET.

A strange device appeared, hovering alongside his Navi. An electrical current visibly traveled through it's fuse-like top.

"Beat! Elec Pulse!" Mike said, already putting a strategy in place.

Waiting for the opportunity, Beat sent it towards the Drixol in back, through a path carved through his teammates' destruction of the waves of Mettaurs and Craggers.

Whether the device reached its intended targets, or be stopped anywhere sooner, it would burst, spreading electricity out among however many Viruses were close to it.

Meanwhile, Beatman would fire his buster at any Mettaurs or Craggers that might get into the path of the Elec Pulse, in hopes of drawing their attention to him.

edited 1st Mar '15 7:04:11 PM by lightdarkhero250

"There's some many of them ! Should we bring in the Ride Armor?"

"No. This is just the first wave. Make do with your V- Blaster for now."

"You have no sense of style, Jack."

Vile uses his cannon to clear away another cluster of enemies, while still keeping an eye on his teamates.

RifleMan continued to fight like a bat possessed. As soon as a target popped up he'd shift his Tac Buster's aim over to it and pepper it with fast, controlled two-round bursts. He chalked up more than a few kills this way; what the buster shots lacked in firepower they more than made up for in volume and accuracy.

"You need any chips, Rife?"

"Doing fine, Fern! Keep a Cannon on standby, though, might need it for a longer ranged shot!"

"Storm Owl, you need any chips?" Catriona asked as the Net Op reached for them.

"No, no, not yet." Storm Owl flew into the fray of a group of viruses, generating a tornado around himself to scatter and blow them all away.

As the Craggers were mowed down, Gemini Man began shooting his standard buster shot as his two clones continued to toss him up to get shots over his wall.

"Hup!"

[Pew Pew!]

"Ho!"

[Pew Pew Pew!]

"Woop!"

[Pew!]