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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 17, 2005 19:45:22 GMT -5
Archetype 401 suddenly sweeps the area back toward where he had just come from. The alley. His enhanced perception allows him to hear both the raised voice as well as the sobbing, which Archetype immediately hones in on. The Android decides to target the noisy pair not because they are High-Profile, exactly, but rather because they stand out from the rest of the “normal” crowd by showing emotion in a public place, which, by filtering through the Android’s logistic computer, shows up on the charts as abnormal.
Archetype retraces his steps quickly, the quiet hum of his motors muffling the clinking of his metal feet on the asphalt. He reaches the opening on the dead-end alley to see two figures in the shadows, his scanners outlining them in infrared light immediately.
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Jan 17, 2005 19:47:36 GMT -5
"I'll go with you. It isn't fair. It just isn't fair. They said we could keep that money. They took everything else 50 years ago. That was what I could keep. That was...allowed so we would accept things..."
Dinari gets up and puts his hand on Lady Blue's shoulder to use her as a crutch.
"It isn't fair."
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 17, 2005 19:50:52 GMT -5
Having overheard their conversation, Archetype 401’s logistic systems evaluate that these two are prone to rebellion. Stepping into the alley, he makes sure to let his feet fall heavily onto the cobblestone, a loud clank, clank echoing off the close-set walls of the alley.
“Halt,” is the only word spoken, thick with an accent of mechanism and static.
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 17, 2005 19:51:51 GMT -5
"I know it isn't fair! They took everything of ours that wasn't aboard my ship too. Our mines, our factories, weapons, militia... Everything. We're back to square one. But we do have two things going for us... First you've been rich before, you can get that way again..." I decide to wait to tell him the second part. Then I hear a noise behind us and I stiffen. "What the hell?"
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Jan 17, 2005 19:54:15 GMT -5
The conversation is cut short by a mechanical voice. Dinari turns and sees the android..
"Now what? Wasn't taking our money enough? No you want to fight? Don't you communists ever give people a break? I haven't "exploited" anyone today..."
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 17, 2005 19:56:46 GMT -5
The voice-adaptor once again whirs into motion, projecting a mechanical duplication of Dinari’s own voice, “Halt.” The word is repeated and the jostling of the give MGA barrels can be heard as Archetype 401 steps closer to the pair.
The red beams shoot from his eyes once more, lingering on Lady Blue momentarily. Then all is quiet except for a single “beep,” the confirmation of an identified profile.
“Lady Blue. You are under arrest,” says the voice of Dinari from the body of Archetype 401.
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Post by Tensuo on Jan 17, 2005 19:57:45 GMT -5
Tensuo shot one hand out while still holding the Kampa and an inverted shield formed around Satsujin. With his other hand he let go of his sword and struck the back of the rune that floated in mid air. The rune flashed white and disappeared. The air around them heated well over 100 degrees as the air inside the shield skyrocketed in temperature.
"Feel the power of a star Satsujin..."
A huge wave of energy and sound blasted from the shield, its energy walls bulging to contain the force equal to a small nuclear weapon. As the initial blast of heat and energy subsided the shield returned to its normal size. Smoke filled the shield and it was impossible to tell what state Satsujin was in.
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Post by Satsujin on Jan 17, 2005 20:00:13 GMT -5
The dust cleared inside the shield just in time to see Satsujin's head rolling up his shoulder to reattach itself to his neck with a grin.
"You are of my creation. A creation, if made properly, cannot undo the creator."
Satsujin punched the shield, making it shatter like glass, the blue pieces of it detonating in small spurts of energy.
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 17, 2005 20:00:20 GMT -5
My heart leaps up into my throat. I think back to files of Kolov's that I'd seen, files he'd thought secret about machines like this. Some even carried nuclear bombs, but most were just butchers... "Dinari, get to the teleport booth!" I say as I leap up, draw my pistol and fire at Archetype as I run.
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Post by Tensuo on Jan 17, 2005 20:02:19 GMT -5
Tensuo gritted his teeth. All this time he waited to end Satsujin, and even in his weakened state he cannot defeat him. In desperation he clenches down on the Kampa and turns to the man that was chanting earlier. (Toivo)
"Is this thing capable of defeating him?! If so, make it work! Now!"
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Post by Dinari Dollar on Jan 17, 2005 20:04:09 GMT -5
Dinari holds out his hands and concentrates his natural manala energy. A green energy ball forms above his head. The ball elongates until it takes the shape of a very large, dollar bill.
"Floating Dollar Attack!"
Dinari moves his hands and directs the razor sharp giant energy dollar at the android. Then, he starts running...
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 17, 2005 20:05:58 GMT -5
Archetype 401 doesn’t even try to evade the bullets that fly from Lady Blue’s gun, instead, he runs right at them. A charging Android made of solid metal, able to run at up to 250 mph… a truly frightening sight.
Two of the bullets slam into the heavily armored Archetype just to rebound off with a sharp ting! that resounds through the alley. Lady Blue is now being assailed by her own bullets that bounce off the armored chest of this Juggernaut, flying in the opposite direction at random patterns.
Not breaking his stride, Archetype bounds to the side of the large enrgy ball, his rapidly moving feet clanking against the wall as he runs upon it for a brief moment, the constant hail of bullets never ceasing.
One of the bullets whizzes by, nearly missing Dinari’s head, just to embed itself in the brick wall beside him.
Another, more intense “beep,” is heard, and the five barrels of Archetype’s MGA whirl to life. Then death rains itself into the alley. Round after round are shoot from the Android’s five machine guns, spiraling in deadly circles to create a wave of lead and hollow-tipped steel. Once again, Dinari’s stolen voice calls out, “Halt. You are under arrest. Resist and be destroyed.”
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Post by Toivo Koivisto on Jan 17, 2005 20:07:24 GMT -5
"I'll try it again.."
I recite the spels again, but the kampa's power remains dormant.
"I don't understand! This should work!!"
I try again, and then again, but the comb does nothing.
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Post by Lady Blue on Jan 17, 2005 20:08:35 GMT -5
"BETTER DEAD THAN RED!" I shout as I cut around a corner and pull a small proximity mine out of my pocket and arming it. When I am dead certain Dinari isn't going to be in the blast pattern I toss it at Archetype, and look away before the thermite cell explodes.
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Post by Archetype 401 on Jan 17, 2005 20:12:54 GMT -5
Ducking under the energy ball, Archetype runs straight into the mine as it explodes.
The Android's neck snaps backwards and the force of the explosion forces Archetype backward. He screeches to a stop, laying on his back, knocked down from the blast. His head rolls back to the normal position, and his eyes flare to life.
“Alert. Moderate hydro shock damage.” Sounds the female voice of the Android’s mainframe computer. But the behemoth of a machine seems to shrug off the blast for the most part. Having his hydro shocks out of commission will just make him a bit louder, is all, and his noise often intimidates.
The metallic gears grind and groan under the mass weight of the robot as he pulls himself up to his feet, and almost instantly, a plate on his chest slides to the side, revealing a slender missile with a black tip… click! the fins on either side of the projectile snap into place just as Archetype launches them toward the corner where the two had ran.
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