A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

"What, we can summon reinforcements whenever we want? I do have an army... but I need to keep in shape somehow."

-He suplexes another Turian-

edited 5th Nov '10 4:59:34 PM by GabrielGloom

Hahli, having taken a brief nap after her return from Halloween Town, now entered the main chamber, and gazed disapprovingly at the chaos.

edited 5th Nov '10 6:00:03 PM by CrowT.Robot

Formerly known as Crow T. Robot.

Jorge ducks down when a few rounds hit his shield.

"You know, Eddie, that gives me an idea! Let me handle this."

So Jorge begins to think. Suddenly, the ceiling began to peel away, revealing a massive dropship◊. It hovered above the battlefield, unmoving. Just then, a few ropes were dropped from its cargo bay, and several humans wearing futuristic armor began to fast-rope down, though none of them were wearing MJOLNIR power armor.

Jorge smiled as the twelve humans hit the ground. They were UNSC marines.◊

"Hostiles! Light 'em up," The squad leader barked. The marines spread out, splitting up into three groups of four. Using whatever cover they could find, they raised their MA37s and DMRs, and opened fire.

edited 5th Nov '10 6:14:22 PM by Nimitz

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"Cool. But next time I get to summon The Cavalry. Deal?"

The distant flecks drew closer and closer, and Ravage smiled once again as his enhanced optics zoomed in and focused on them. There were three of them, a triad of garishly-coloured jets reminiscent of F-15s flying in a rough triangle formation.

"Seekers," Ravage barked as he activated his internal comm systems. "The basalt column is a priority target, as is the human suborbital craft. Bring them down to earth!"

"With pleasure, o mighty Ravage!" a nasal voice replied. Seconds later, the lead jet—a red, grey and blue affair—peeled off and launched a pair of missiles towards the pillar bearing Saren's throne, and the second—a black and purple monstrosity—accelerated towards the UNSC gunship, decidedly-nonhuman laser cannons blazing.

The Danse Macabre Codex

"Bogeys closing fast," A deep, surprisingly calm voice spoke over the comm. It was the Pelican's pilot. "Confirmed: three bandits incoming, angels 1, one mile out. We're bugging out, over." The Pelican swerved to make its retreat, but the black and purple Decepticon was faster. Its laser cannons made short work of the engines, and the Pelican began to fall, trailing smoke all the way down.

"Mayday, mayday," The pilot shouted, "We're hit! Engines are out, we are going in! Send a SAR team!" The Pelican fell to the side, moving out of view. A large crash was heard, and the ground shook violently.

"Damn! Guess we can kiss air support goodbye," One of the marines said.

"Not yet," Jorge responded coolly, as he began to think some more. The Decepticon fighters would soon detect a squadron of Longsword-class fighters◊ heading their way.

edited 5th Nov '10 6:46:46 PM by Nimitz

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Gordon concentrated.

After a few moments, a few dozen humans wearing various hats and clad in bullet-proof vests and scrabbed together uniforms poured into the room. This wouldn't be very threatening, if not for the fact that they were all holding RPGs.

Upon spotting the Decepticons that had shot down the Pelican, the resistance raised their RPGs and fired upon them.

edited 5th Nov '10 6:46:36 PM by AnnoR

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Yes, Ravage, a big target. Or should I say targets?

-The figure on the throne becomes as like stone, metal columns rising rapidly from the floor to impale the seekers, another column slamming the Decepticon from below; the Turians open fire on the marines, one of the nodes on the wall turning into an AA gun-

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(This scene demands more epic music.)

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Gordon attempted to correct the course of his rocket, but it impacted on one of the pillers, knocking it down. Angrily, Gordon fired another rocket at the piller, determined not to give up.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

"I... I don't need help..." Narumi said as he witnessed Jorge demostrate the ability to summon help. He then placed the Skull Memory into the Skull Magnum.

SKULL! MAXIMUM DRIVE!

"Skull Punisher!" Narumi said as he fired a shot at several Turians.

"Uh-oh, Starscream," said the black-and-purple jet. "These stubbies have fighters! What do I do?!"

"Skywarp, you idiot!" the red-and-grey jet snapped in response. "You have integrated teleportation abilities; use them, for Primus' sake!"

The first jet was silent for a moment. "Oh, yeah, that's right! Heheheheh..."

As Skywarp came into range of the Longsword fighters and the RPG-toting militia squad, he flickered for a moment; then, as their weapons lanced out to blast him to smithereens, the Decepticon abruptly wasn't there anymore.

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The pillar supporting Saren's throne then simply explodes, and the Spectre finds himself caught in the grip of something enormous, metallic, and unyielding to his efforts at alteration.

edited 5th Nov '10 6:55:25 PM by SullenFrog

The Danse Macabre Codex

- More Turians are called in, one attacking Gordon with a curved sword and a battlecry, aiming to unhand him-

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

-Eddie grabs said Turian, hoists him into the air and breaks his back over a knee-

Gordon nearly lost focus. But after the Turian was taken care of, Gordon concentrated once more on getting that RPG to take down the glass piller.

The RPG-toting Resistance attempted to guide their rockets back, down into the other decepticons.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

A marine cried out as he was cut down by gunfire. His body flashed out of existence.

"Man down," A marine shouted. Jorge cursed under his breath. They did not falter, though. They kept firing, cutting down two more turians. If Saren was to learn something from this battle, it was that humans were hard to break.

Meanwhile, in the skies above...

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"Tally, three bandits, twelve o'clock low, angels 2. Move to engage," The squadron leader droned. As the Longswords swooped in to open fire, Skywarp teleported out of their view.

"W-what?!" One of the pilots blurted out in shock. The Decepticon disappeared from their radars as well.

"Lost contact, keep your heads on a swivel!" The fighter pilots were starting to lose their cool.

edited 5th Nov '10 7:07:16 PM by Nimitz

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A decepticon erupted into flames, its battle with the trailing RPG lost.

"Woohoo! We got these.. uh.. jet-thingies!" cheered one of them. This encouraged the others, a few of which still had less explosive weaponry.

They fired on the Turians, attempting to keep them off their buddies, and off Gordon.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

After decapitating another Turian, Travis felt a surge of power and grinned, before yelling-

"CRANBERRY CHOCOLATE SUNDAE!!!"

He let out a growl, before shapeshifting into a huge Tiger and staring down the Turians. They started to run away in fear before Travis leaped right into their ranks and started to tear them apart.

-the biotic miasma forms around the pillar, and Eddie is thrown skyward, at Starscream; Freeman finds himself being bodily thrown towards the marines-

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

With a BAMF of displaced air, Skywarp popped into existence behind one of the rearmost Longswords. The black-and-purple Seeker transformed into robot mode with a thuggish chuckle, then did the one thing for which he was known best...

He brought his hands down on the starfighter's hull and shoved, in imitation of pushing it down a flight of stairs.

Ravage, having picked himself up off the floor, sighed at this spectacle. Why was it that the only Cybertronians with access to teleportation technology were complete and utter buffoons?

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The final jet—a primarily blue Seeker—accelerated towards the RPG-toting soldiers but did not fire. Instead, he performed a barrel roll as he passed between them—and a deafening sonic boom blew them all off their feet and off the rooftops. Then the grenade struck him, and Thundercracker went down.

edited 5th Nov '10 7:14:22 PM by SullenFrog

The Danse Macabre Codex

"Cranberry chocolate sundae?!" You really blow at naming attacks, y'know that?"

-Eddie lifts a Turian by the neck with one hand and beats his face in with the other-

"Woah!"

-he crashes into Starscream-

edited 5th Nov '10 7:12:18 PM by GabrielGloom

Starscream grunted as one of the humans slammed into him, knocking the Decepticon Air Commander off-course and sending his null-rays streaking towards the other champions.

"Pathetic fools! There's no escape!" he crowed.

The Danse Macabre Codex

-Eddie clutches on-

"'Scuse me, which pathetic fools are you referring to?"

-The pillar reforms, and the "SPECTRE" in the hands of the giant crumbles to ash; several of the Turians begin directing anti-armour fire onto Ravage-

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Gordon lost hold of his RPG, which clattered to the ground. He fell short of the marines, but landed on his stomach, hard. His H.E.V suit sounded off about a cracked rib, and how it was injecting painkillers and various other cocktails to ease pain and help repair damage.

Gordon struggled to his feet, one of the lenses of his glasses cracked.

"You fucker," he swore. He pulled his Gravity Gun out. He focused. This would take a lot of focus.

The Gravity Gun's orange coloration flickered, slowly being overtaken by blue and little beams of energy shot from emitters that had appeared in the ground. In his own universe, he hadn't seen this yet. He was just focusing on overcharging his Gravity Gun. He stood up fully now, the Gravity Gun emitting blue energy.

He aimed it at one of the metal pillers Saren had summoned, and it tore the piller out of the ground. He shot it towards the glass.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."