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| Topic Started: Nov 15 2009, 06:43 AM (86 Views) | |
| Spades | Nov 15 2009, 06:43 AM Post #1 |
The Real Super Power of Teamwork!
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*Huff Huff* Gooshi panted as he swam across the ocean towards South Island. He had swam all the way from Ocean Palace, and could barely breathe. Clambering up onto land, the small chao gasped for breath, before looking up and seeing a familiar face. "HI!" Stock yelled, directly above Gooshi's face. "I died and now I am in hell." Gooshi complained, getting up to look at Stock. The salamander stared happily at him, ignorant to the insult. "What have you been up to while I chased you across the ocean?" "Well, me and my robot friend flew here and he dropped me off. Except he wasn't my robot friend. He was BAAAAAAAAAAAD. So anyways he flew off to that island, with GUN on it. And then Metal Sonic came and blew everything up with an army of Robots. Then-" Stock stopped for a moment seeing Gooshi in shock. "Metal Sonic had a planned attack?" He muttered something to himself before turning back to Stock. "Go on, please." "Right, well I saw all of this, and I tried to do something, but I didn't, and then I met a peacock. He said something about robotinizing or something, then we were attacked by non attacking robots that didn't attack." "Then how were you attacked?" "We weren't! Anyways, the peacock ran off and then I stared here with the robots. They needed some adjustments... so that I could start killing everyone." "Yeah... wait what?" Gooshi did a quick double take on Stock, not quite sure if he was hearing correctly. "What?" Stock asked, clearly stupid as ever. "Nothing... I guess that swim tired me out. I bet you could have done it easily." He groaned, sort of envious of Stocks swimming ability. He figured it might have been his way of compensating. "What did you do with the robots?" "Oh, remember how I sort of broke your walky thing?" "Yeah, it is why I am following you." Gooshi's eyes narrowed. "I want a new one, or at least the rings for a new one." "Come here a sec..." Stock waved him towards the forest. The two passed a few trees, to reveal a large machine hidden in the shadows. It resembled a walker mech, but looked as if it was a bunch of badniks fused together. The center body resembled an egg pawn, the head a chopper with glass in its mouth like a cockpit, the arms were huge claws like crabmeat, while the legs looked like two motobugs on the end of the legs of the egg pawn. It even came equipped with buzz bomber wings and rockets. Gooshi just stared in shock at the monstrosity of the machine. "How... did you even... make this? Where did you even get tools to make this?" "What tools?" Stock asked looking around. Gooshi, amazed at the makeshift machine, climbed up it. It was at least ten feet tall, and even though it resembled badnik parts, the chao realized that these pieces were actually their original pieces, all just stuck together. "This is pretty incredible." Gooshi marveled, climbing into the cockpit. "So, what do you think?" Stock scared Gooshi, somehow already being inside the cockpit despite the fact that he never left the ground. "Pretty fancy, huh?" Gooshi nodded looking around. "Why don't we take this out for a spin" He said, more as a statement then a question. Flipping on several switches, the machine began to pour fire from its massive crab claws and stomp around. "We should head back to Westopolis and kill everyone, then we should kill Metal Sonic and the world would be ours!" Gooshi quickly spun around to see Stock pressing his face against the glass, not saying a word. Turning back to the controls, he kept Stock in his peripheral vision, as something was strange. |
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Nov 16 2009, 03:28 AM Post #2 |
Believe in me who believes in you!
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Ayreon, the collective intelligence of the Badnik army, chose to ignore this odd coupling save for a single pair of buzz bombers, their only purpose to keep tabs on the two. They watched with little interest, their eyes emotionless. |
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| Spades | Nov 16 2009, 05:17 AM Post #3 |
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"Move over, short people cannot see over the cockpit." Stock quickly spat as he pushed Gooshi out of the way. "We are gonna go explorin' K?" "S-Stock? Are you feeling alright?" Gooshi asked, looking at the salamander as he picked himself up off the floor. "Probably not." Stock said looking out the window, yet managing to drive the mech perfectly. Gooshi stood confused, watching a new side to Stock he had never seen before. He had built a walker mech out of badniks, was constantly letting out insults, and seemed to want to kill things. Was this really Stock? Gooshi shook the question as he watched outside the window. Stock was quick to bring the robots fist down onto a nearby Buzz bomber. Scooping the smashed robot up into the claw, he shook it around, while fire poured out the cracks. He threw the charred robot into the air where he sliced at it multiple times, letting the remains fall to the ground before running them over with its foot. The walker set its sights on the next bomber, but did not unleash a flurry of attacks as it had done to the other. Instead Stock jumped out and tackled the small bee to the ground. "Hello there? Metaaaaaaaaaaaal Soniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic?" Stock smirked at the robot. "Are you there? Or perhaps one of your lovely associates. Why don't you stop spying on me? I have things to do and... HI BEE!" Stock yelled, licking the buzz bombers face. "What just happened?" Gooshi pondered at he watched Stock from above. Stock threw the bee into the air before clambering back into the cockpit of the mech, landing face first on the ground. "Stock! What the hell is going on!?" Gooshi yelled angrily. |
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Seven, busy assessing the value of the things within the base (and dispatching any humans foolish enough to have stayed), did not respond, but Ayreon did, a recommissioned Beetle 10-series Model B floating over the base moving and aiming. After a few short seconds charging, a fist-sized slug of metal slammed into the ground beneath the walker--into the buzz bomber, as it were--the sheer kinetic energy sending the mech into the air and back down, hard, on its back. |
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| Spades | Nov 16 2009, 05:34 AM Post #5 |
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"Gah! That thing got some distance..." Gooshi complained, looking at the GUN base that had to be at least 1200 meters away. "Stock! Go crazy! Kill that thing! If it hits the mech, it is done for." Stock however was sitting on the back wall, saying something stupid about defying gravity. Jumping up, Gooshi climbed to the controls, making the mech get up. Stock slammed into the floor, and Gooshi slid into the seat. He took a quick survey of all the weapons and controls. "Arm controls, leg controls, torso, fire, bombs, saws, oil... Stock! Did you not build any long ranged attacks?" The salamander just shook his head. "Alright, so the best thing we have is a flame thrower... Well, time to run." Gooshi turned the machine away from the GUN base and slammed down on the controls. The robot took off, skating forward on its wheels. "Short stuff, scootch a sec." Stock pushed Gooshi out of the way once again. He looked pale for a brief moment, but then his skin was its normal flushed blue colour. Stock turned the torso and cockpit of the robot around, while still causing it to flee from the Beetle. As soon as he started sucking on one of the control levers though, Gooshi quickly took control again. "Sweet! Bring it on you stupid robot!" Gooshi yelled, preparing to fire bombs at it. |
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Nov 16 2009, 05:41 AM Post #6 |
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A strange object, black and green in color, flew from the top of the base to where the two piloted the mech. It set down, thick, trunk-like legs extending and cratering the ground as it landed. The circular top of it shifted, a triangle of a cockpit opening up. Within was a strange blue lizard, eyes closed and twitching beneath his lids. Wires detached painfully from the back of his head as he jumped out, the only noticeable clothing the belt that held his two pistols, running across his waist. "Robot? I think not," he said. |
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| Spades | Nov 16 2009, 06:10 AM Post #7 |
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Gooshi, ready to pull several triggers, was quickly stopped by Stock. "Wait... There is something I must do." He said, sounding strangely confident as he jumped out of the Mech. Landing on the ground, he stared at the lizard for several moments. "You are a bad guy. Stop being bad. Bad guys are bad, so you are bad because you are a bad guy who is bad. Being bad is bad, bad guy. You should stop being bad." He truly thought that his idiotic pleas would work, although Gooshi just smacked his hand against his face. |
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Nov 16 2009, 06:13 AM Post #8 |
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In a blink, Ayreon had one of his pistols out, the circular chamber revolving and unloading three shots at Stock's feet. One scraped by his skin, a purpose move that made Ayreon's creepy grin spread even farther. "Morals are relative. So is pain," he said, his cold voice accented with the slightest fervency of blood lust. Ayreon was going absolutely bonkers. |
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| Spades | Nov 16 2009, 06:23 AM Post #9 |
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"AHH AHH AHH AHH!" Stock screamed, although he was barely hit by the bullet. By the time he even looked at it, his skin had already healed. Gooshi prepared the mech to shoot at Ayreon, although he was flagged down by Stock. "This is mine!" He shouted, wanting to fight the lizard head on. Running forward, Stock pulled back a fist, ready to punch the lizard in the face. |
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Nov 16 2009, 08:23 PM Post #10 |
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Impact imminent, Ayreon's dense thinking organ--which is more helpful than the saying goes--went through all possible actions, before settling on the most ruthless. Twisting his head slightly, his grin split, and he tried to slame down on Stock's relatively soft skin with his dual-tipped teeth, an entire jaw full of daggers falling down onto his arm. His tail smacked the ground with excitement, and in the turtle-like flyer behind him, Seven attemtped to contact him. "Ayreon, you must see this... wonderful, glorious weaponry." |
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