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Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#151: Jan 7th 2011 at 7:00:10 PM

Immediately, Glitch condensed back down in to his smaller, natural form and stuck out his tongue at the oncoming troops, before mooning them. Immediately afterwards, every circuit in his area turned bright, bilious green as he began to summon programs from the system, all of their clothing turned the same shade, as he himself scurried away.

"E ka patuka!" he cried triumphantly as his mind-controlled programs began to move in...

edited 7th Jan '11 7:03:17 PM by Locoman

maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#152: Jan 7th 2011 at 7:10:14 PM

Sark paid no heed to the scene behind him at the walls, nor to the chaos inside the network. He had only one goal in mind: Find Flynn, and destroy him. He only paused a moment as one of his troops was blasted back, to grab the soldier's pike; he was saving his disc for Tron. He headed through the innards of ORAC, in search of his hated enemy, and his unknown friend.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Paladin045 insert title here from under a bridge Since: Jan, 2011
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#153: Jan 7th 2011 at 8:36:56 PM

Flynn and Nebula shot through a cloud bank over Tomorrow City and headed straight for the Imagination Institute. Kevin activated the comm in his Light Jet. "Wouldn't it have been faster to hitch a ride on one of the cruisers?"

"Cruisers have to be prepped and parked," Commander Nebula replied over the microphone in his suit's helmet. "It's faster to just fly there."

"You have a point," Flynn acknowledged as he switched channels. "Institution Tower, this is recognition code Uniform, Sierra, Echo, Romeo. Open loading doors to Laboratory Four and clear the floor. Tell the techs in the lab to initiate digitization sequence."

The comm crackled to life in response. "This is Institution Tower, acknowledged and complying."

Flynn switched back to Nebula's channel. "Follow me in." At the end of his transmission, he pulled his jet into tight barrel roll and began a rapid descent. As he approached ground level, he no longer had time to make sure the Commander was following him, but he assumed his jet's trail would provide enough of a path. He stood the aircraft up on its right wingtip as he flew through a narrow gap between buildings and brought the loading bay for his lab into sight. As requested, the doors had been opened. He pushed his screaming jet through the opening, braking at the last minute. As he disengaged the controls and waited for the vehicle to deconfigure, he heard the distinctive hum of a Star Command-issue jetpack setting down next to him.

  • * * * * * * *

The Commander took a moment to observe his surroundings as he landed next to Flynn's Light Jet. The loading dock-turned-landing bay was rather spartan in appearance and function. Large rolling doors concealed entryways which he assumed led to the lab proper. Really, the only equipment in the room was a set of lasers on a rolling track overhead. "An adjustable digitization apparatus," Flynn explained as his jet finished repacking itself. "Sometimes we need to send in things bigger than people, and that requires more than one laser to do efficiently."

"Is that a 'I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you' sort of thing?" Nebula asked.

Kevin smiled. "I don't have to tell you, you'll see for yourself in a second." He turned to one of the techs standing against the wall. "Execute." He turned back to Nebula. "Try not to move."

"Why can't I m-" Before Commander Nebula could finish his inquiry, the overhead lasers pulled his head apart, recording the exact arrangement of his constituent particles. It took a few picocycles to reassemble him on the network, but given that his brain was currently suspended as particles in a laser beam, he didn't notice. "-ove? ...What in blazes?"

Kevin came and stood next to Nebula on the bluff overlooking The Grid. "It gets everyone their first time. Welcome to The Grid."

  • * * * * * * *

As the two raced toward the battle already in progress, Nebula asked "So why wasn't I supposed to move?"

"The lasers were tracking your current location. If you'd moved too fast, only part of you would have been digitized."

"Is that even possible?"

"Not really. Only if it would have been funny."

"What?"

"Never mind." [OOC: Kevin Flynn is a programmer who interacts on a personal level with his programs on a daily basis. Breaking the fourth wall is part of his job description]

edited 7th Jan '11 8:46:12 PM by Paladin045

Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#154: Jan 7th 2011 at 8:41:26 PM

"Sir, the I/O tower just finished two transports. Flynn and an unknown User are in the area." The voice crackled in Sark's helmet. Flynn! At last he would have his revenge on the user who had humiliated him all those years ago. He primed his pike. "This time, Flynn," he thought. "You will be mine!"

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Paladin045 insert title here from under a bridge Since: Jan, 2011
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#155: Jan 7th 2011 at 10:05:02 PM

"Hold up a second," Flynn said as he decelerated, pulling his Light Jet to a hover. "I'm getting some bad vibes somewhere below us."

"'Bad vibes?'" Nebula asked incredulously. "Kevin, I know you were trapped in here for 20 years, but seriously. This hippie thing has got to stop."

"Don't knock the zen thing, man. Just because you don't believe it-"

"Yeah, yeah." Nebula cut him off, not interested in repeating the age-old discussion. He flipped open his wrist scanner. "I've got one reading, bearing 035. Looks like it's heading for the ORAC hub."

Flynn grinned. "Let's give him a warm welcome, then."

  • * * * * * * *

The two swooped low and fast toward the solitary target.

Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#156: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:58:16 AM

Sark looked up when he heard the noise. He had just enough time to throw his disc and dodge the incoming jet.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Paladin045 insert title here from under a bridge Since: Jan, 2011
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#157: Jan 8th 2011 at 7:48:44 AM

Commander Nebula spotted a flash of light come streaking towards him from the orange figure. "Take evasive!" Nebula rolled right, Flynn rolled left, and the disc passed harmlessly between them. They buzzed the malicious program, staying just outside pike range, and landed between him and his intended destination. "Where do you think you're going?" Nebula asked, charging his wrist laser.

Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#158: Jan 8th 2011 at 8:02:32 AM

Sark gave another evil grin. "Isn't it obvious? I'm going to deactivate this network's entire security system so Master Control may claim it for Chernabog. And if I can kill you and Flynn in the process, then I'll just enjoy this job that much more."

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#159: Jan 8th 2011 at 8:38:43 AM

Glitch began to change shape again into a torrent of electric green. Resembling a raging river, the cackling experiment rushed towards the virus troops.

Paladin045 insert title here from under a bridge Since: Jan, 2011
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#160: Jan 8th 2011 at 8:55:50 AM

"That's all I needed to hear." Commander Nebula sighted down his arm, taking aim at Sark.

"Sark... I remember you," Flynn said. "One of the MCP's lackeys, a power-hungry fool without the guts to take me out yourself. You tried to let the games do it for you." He crouched with one knee forward and his arms down, leaving his hands bare centimeters above the floor. "Let's see how well you do without your minions."

Such a pretty town... what do we blow up first?
maxwellelvis Mad Scientist Wannabe from undisclosed location Since: Oct, 2009 Relationship Status: In my bunk
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#161: Jan 8th 2011 at 9:06:02 AM

Sark raised his pike. "I've been waiting for this moment ever since you escaped my Game Grid all those years ago.

Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Great
Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#162: Jan 8th 2011 at 2:57:50 PM

Glitch continued swamping the Heartless virus troopers in himself, derezzing them one by one...

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...In another part of the multiverse, all was quiet. The newly risen sun shone over the trees that framed an idyllic glen. A few birds hopped around on the ground, looking for food. That is, until a blast that rivalled a foghorn in volume sent them all flying for safety...

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#163: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:12:24 PM

Following the foghorn blast was an awkward silence, as if someone was glaring at the one who used said foghorn. There were a few words in Galatic Standard, roughly translated as, "Was that really necesarry?"

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#164: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:47:42 PM

"Of course!" said the voice who had made the noise, also in an intranslateable tongue. "Noise is fun! What's the matter, don't you like noise?" With that, he let out another deafening blast, sending any other living thing scattering into the underbrush, many of which now with a bad case of ringing ears.

edited 8th Jan '11 3:47:57 PM by Locoman

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#165: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:51:35 PM

The complainer sighed. "It's not that I don't like noise. I'd just prefer it if you wouldn't scare the locals." Another voice piped up. "Whoa whoa. Yaarp can do what he wants, man. This isn't exactly a high priority mission."

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#166: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:53:52 PM

"You're just jealous 'cause you didn't get picked to be the alien invasion alarm." said Yaarp, bouncing around on his tail, unconciously echoing another denzien of this particular forest.

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#167: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:56:24 PM

"Yes. That's exactly it. I'm jelous that you get to stand on a hot rooftop all day while Slushy and I sit around and make snowcones. That's exactly why I'm doing this." He sighed. "Where's Phantasmo? I need someone sane to talk to."

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#168: Jan 8th 2011 at 3:57:31 PM

"Over here." said a pinecone. "Anything exciting going on out there? We've been sitting under this tree on watch duty for what, three days now?"

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#169: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:00:39 PM

"Nope. Just wind and leaves. And that stuffed bear that won't shut up about honey. I'm starting to think we were sent here as punishment." Slushy lokked to Yaarp. "Hey, Yaarp. I've got an idea."

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#170: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:03:47 PM

Yaarp scuttled down the tree he was currently perched on top of and looked at Slushy. "Yeah?" he asked, idly picking his nose with his tongue as he did so.

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#171: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:07:53 PM

Slushy smiled. "Alright, follow my lead." He turned to Dupe and Phantasmo. "Okay guys, me and Yaarp are goin' scouting. Be back in a few." He gestured for Yaarp to follow him and walked behind a bush, out of sight from either Phantasmo or Dupe.

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#172: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:08:46 PM

"Do I get to make noise?" asked Yaarp through his usual language of honking through the antennae on his head. "Lots of noise?"

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#173: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:12:02 PM

Slushy nodded. "Like I said, follow my lead." He stood. "Oh my, what a nice place." He said, his voice stiff and wooden. "I sure hope nothing bad happens to us." He then mimed beingdragged under the bushes. "Ah, something has grabbed me. Oh dear, I think it's biting."

Locoman Since: Nov, 2010
#174: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:13:31 PM

Yaarp immediately let fly with another deafening blast of noise, followed by a rapid series of honks, hoots, and just about every other noise he could imagine.

He paused for a moment.

"Wait a second... you're not being attacked."

Monkeyface Since: Dec, 1969
#175: Jan 8th 2011 at 4:15:53 PM

"That's the point. If they think we're being attacked, they'll come running and then we can laugh at them because they fell for it. Like I sadi, play along." Dupe looked over at the bushes, then turned to Phantasmo. "Yeah, they're not being attacked."


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