The Massive Multi-Fandom RPG: Season 2

TK heard the call.

"Great, but how do I get there quickly?"

"Why not do what everyone else did?"

"OK, here goes."

He concentrated, and then with a familiar clanking sound he shifted forms into a small sports car. Patamon switched into a scaled-down helicopter gunship and landed on the back end, tail folded down.

"OK, let's roll."

"Yup. That tasted purple."

Dimitri jumped on an Egg Fighter, stuck his hand in it, and ripped some wiring off.

Zero had gotten to Eggman Land as fast as he could, and arrived just in time to see the fight starting.

"Great, another megalomaniac? His robots will probably be as easy to trash as Pantheons or Variants. Let's do this!"

He immediately leapt into the fray, using a variety of techniques to attack the robots.

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This brings back a lot of memories... thought Ghor as he kept his head low and crouched around a corner. He seemed to have got seperated from most of the group in the firefight, but this wasn't a major problem.

Why? Because he was trying to locate the generator room, and Robotnik's security forces would be focusing on the group as a whole, rather than a lone individual wandering around the facility. His back-up generator had huge potential, and if it really was here, Robotnik would no doubt have stored it in the generator room...

He slowly crept through the corridor, but it wasn't long before he heard the sound of steel against steel, as one of the Egg Fighters on patrol came around the corridor and turned to look at him.

Oh dear...

"Confirm your identity."

said the Fighter.

edited 9th Oct '10 5:29:29 AM by E.H.Grayson

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Braig had lead Crona and Maria to another side of Eggmanland's exterior...which took a while to do because of the Robotnik's army.

"Great...now we won't be able to sneak in so easily...We should look for anything suspicious." Braig sighed and started inspecting the walls.

Zero's initial assessment proved to be wrong, as the Eggman Fighters parried blow after blow and attempted to outflank him, among other tactics. Neither side seemed to be able to establish an advantage over the other, though.

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"I've been thinking," Maria began as she looked for a path inside. "We really need to find some way to cure this Meta Infection."

"The more we are focused on fighting 6^3's playthings, the less we are focused on fighting 6^3," Maria frowned. "If only the Winslow was here, it would be much more clear what to do."

"In addition, it's not the summons fault that they are driven insane by the Meta," Maria shuddered to think about the time when Richter was under Dracula's control. Alucard and Maria found some way to free him from the spell, but what if they couldn't?

edited 9th Oct '10 7:48:41 AM by GameGuruGG

Wizard Needs Food Badly

"BRING IT ON! LIKE I GAVE A CRAP ABOUT NEGOTIATING IN THE FIRST PLACE!" Hito-Mecha just kept charging into the Egg-Fighters, he loved being in the heat of the battle.

I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.

"Excuse me?"

"Confirm your identity."

At this, a thought occured to him.

"My name is Ghor, I'm working for Dr Robotnik as an-"

"Identity not confirmed. You are tresspassing!"

said the Fighter as it charged at him, ready to crush his head.

Gah, not again! he thought, raising his arms in self-defence. Were he in his Armour-Suit, he could've effortlessly warded off the blows of the Fighter and taken it down with a single powerful strike. Unfortunately, he was not in his Armour-Suit. As a result, the Fighter's attack knocked him backwards. As he lay there, sprawled out on the ground, it came closer, preparing to finish the job.

To think that it would end here, hmph...

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Bran had been engaged in fighting Dracula's border patrols, but had been listening to the radio transmissions from Eggmanland.

"Sorry to run off like this, but I'll need to check on more important things!" he said, switching to vehicle form and blasting off. But is it really so important? Dracula has taken over a fourth of the city, and so far no one has tried to stop him...

The rocket flew over Eggmanland, looking for a place to set down.

It's a plot! ...Quite a well written one too.

Bleeding... junker of ah -CRAP!-

Two bit struggled with adapting to this awkward turn of events. His body morphed into a rather embarrassing clunker of a car, as he kept crashing into the sides of buildings while trying to get used to controlling himself/the car.

A new definition for the term "driven" Two-bit chuckled.

He heard various chatter over his car radio, but had no sense of what any of it meant through the static/ more chaos of the city. It was no longer impressive: he was stuck somewhere where high powered weaponry was the norm. "And all I've got is a switchblade."

Two-bit suddenly morphed back into himself... or what should have been himself, except that he was all... metallic! His head whirred and clunked whenever he tried to think, and he had a strange grate over his mouth.

"This is worse than Tulsa" He muttered, as he struggled to stand, and wandered the lonesome city.

edited 9th Oct '10 9:35:03 AM by romanmyth

Pokedy Poke-poke

"I think I could try to research that gas, but I really don't want to go near the stuff. There is someone who could help me, but I don't want to bother her." Braig said to Maria while he continued the search.

The rocket Bran crashed into one of the buildings, coincidentally knocking away the Fighter menacing Ghor.

"Well, that could've gone better," he said, looking back at the hole he'd punched in the building. "Are you all right?"

It's a plot! ...Quite a well written one too.

Crona helped the two of them continue searching, using his/her smaller size to check lower places closer then they could. He/She remained silent through the search.

I am Wreck-Gar! I will head back to the TGS place when I'm done!"

Wreck-Gar quickly finished off his burger and downed his root beer, then put his backpack, gloves, hat and headphones back on and walked straight out the door.

And straight into the entrance to Eggmanland.

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The waitress wighed her releif that the weirdo was gone against her anger that he and the Engineer had cone a dine and dash, and decided it was a net gain.

Pretend there's something clever written here.

Larfleeze had started to notice the Egg Fighters were getting more and more difficult to destroy. It was not really because they were any more difficult to bust open. It was instead the fact the Meta inside them managed to completely reverse any damage less than literal pieces of them being ripped out.

Despite this, Larfleeze's still continued to cut a generous swath of destruction across Eggmanland....

-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-

A wall next to Ghor and Bran suddenly burst apart as a group of Clypta◊ constructs were blasting into molten slag a pair of Egg Fighters. After defeating the robots they all noticed Ghor and Bran.

They ignored Ghor, seeing he was not an Eggman robot. Then they saw Bran.....immediately a memory sparked within.....

They all squealed in girlish delight with hearts appearing in their eyes and swarmed over Bran, hugging him lovingly on various parts of his metallic body. Since he was a giant robot now he could easily accomidate the six or so unchanged clones on his body, and they were all merely hugging him like a stuff toy.

Well, except for the one on his left leg, who started to hump it.....and there was one nuzzling the area between his legs in a rather intimate manner....

DAMMIT MARK, STOP HOTTING HELPY!!

Zim simply blasted the hell out of the Fighters around Larfleeze, cackling like a God-Knows-What. He gradually worked his way to Larfleeze himself and grabbed his collar, suddenly very angry.

edited 9th Oct '10 11:13:35 AM by LizardOfAus

I was hoping I wouldn't be so easily recognizable... Bran thought to himself, doing his best to ignore the constructs.

"Anyway, I sensed an energy reading around here somewhere. Let's check it out."

It's a plot! ...Quite a well written one too.

Spriggan continued to lay suppressive fire with his grenade launcher as it allowed Ghor to sneak in.

"Damn. Sooner or later, we'll need to locate Robotnik and ask him some questions..."

Well, that was helpful...

"Thanks for the help. And yes, I'm fine..." said Ghor, getting to his feet and looking at the scrap metal that used to be Fighters.

"I'm Ghor, by the way, uh..." he said, turning to look at the constructs, "do you need some help with those?"

edited 9th Oct '10 11:32:27 AM by E.H.Grayson

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"Yeah. If you could get them off of me somehow, that would really help." Bran said.

"The power generators should be that way-" Bran realized he was pointong through a route filled with pitfalls and poor construction... and robots of course. "This won't be easy."

It's a plot! ...Quite a well written one too.

"Ah, I see..." he said, looking down the pathway ahead, before then turning to the constructs.

"Ladies, uh, would you mind moving off of him...?" he said to the constructs, walking over to them.

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Anonymous and Yotsuba stepped out into the street, the sunlight glinting off of their brand new shiny metal frames.

"Look Daddy, a fun-fair!"

Yotsuba had caught sight of Eggmanland on the horizon. Anonymous followed her pointing finger.

"SnooPING AS usual, I see." He muttered at the distant location, and then turned to his daughter.

"C'mon Yotsuba, lets go to the fair."

Zero was finally making headway against the Egg Fighters, using his mech's superior maneuverability and power to defeat them.

"Whew. What's going on here?"

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"Get off me, you little troll!!" Larfleeze said, grabbing Zim ripping him off his collar. He then proceed to use Zim as a bludgeon against the Egg Fighters.

-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-

All the Clyptas saw the path that laid before them. They all nodded to each other.

They got off of Bran, charging up their fists with fireballs and started to orbit him, ready to fight off and defend their man against anything thrown at him.......

DAMMIT MARK, STOP HOTTING HELPY!!