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Post by AnT on May 10, 2008 16:35:42 GMT -5
The Gesellschaft; a massive ship that brought fear to small towns it flew over. It was known in Terra to lay its armies of death machines to waste areas and steal whatever it targets. Not many stood up to this ship; only one person, a blue warrior, was able to destroy it. Yet, no one ever snuck aboard the ship...
...until now.
The mouth of the giant craft opened like teeth, letting its two tiny ships hover aboard.
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Post by Mage on May 10, 2008 23:24:34 GMT -5
On the wing of this mighty ship, was none other then the ace mechanic Andy. He hitched a ride curious about the machines hes never seen before. Unable to return so soon, he decided to pursue his curiosity and enter this ship. There was no need to worry for the mechanic to fall off the wing, since his normal shoes were replaced with magnetic shoes that stuck on the wing easily; he was still able to move around though. He was burning though the side of the ship with his Blow Torch and protected his face with an iron mask. "OK I think I'm making some good progress."
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 0:30:01 GMT -5
Slowly, the Draches floated down the tunnels of the 'mouth', stopping in front of some steel blast doors. Mechanical noises were heard as the doors slowly opened. The Draches continued their slow advance inside.
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Post by Mage on May 11, 2008 13:29:40 GMT -5
After a while the Blow Torch ran out of juice and the flames stoped, Andy pulled his mask up sighing. "Man, thats the 3rd battery pack. Whats this wall made of?" He put it back in his pack but noticed the front of the ship opening up, then he got an idea. He put away all of his equipment, but left the Magnetic shoes on. He walked on the side of the ship and then jumped on one of the Drashe's helm, then hide under it so he couldn't be discovered.
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 14:57:03 GMT -5
The two tiny ships slowly traveled in a large hanger. If Andy would noticed, there were rows of Drache on one side, and rows of tanks on the other side. Down ahead were other strange machines, colored tanks that had arms, and were about the shape of cans. And there were also some type of robotic heads with giant arms. But down at the end of the hanger was a stage-like catwalk, where more of the Servbots raced down the stairs to meet the arriving Drache ships. The two softly landed on a landing bay in the end of the trail, opening the doors for the little Lego bots to skip outside the ships. The one Servebot with the crystal arrived out last of the right ship. "I got it, Miss Tron! I got it!" The group of Servbot jumped and cheered for the one with the refractor.
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Post by Mage on May 11, 2008 15:58:33 GMT -5
Andy looked around the big ship amazed, he had never seen machines like these; it was like he died and gone to machine heaven. Andy had giant stars in his eyes while looking around, his mechanic sense's were off the charts now! 'Ohhhhh man this is amazing!' He snapped out of his special moment and saw more of the little robots come down, whoever built these guys must have been a genius! The boy thought, But then he saw the Refractor. 'There it is...'
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 16:19:23 GMT -5
The genius was about to barge out the doors on the catwalk-stage. It was defiantly a girl around Andy's age, with brown hair shaped like an axe. She has green eyes and skull-earrings; the same insignia on the nose of the battleship. She wore a pink blouse with a tiny blue jacket, and dark spandex pants and pink boots. She also wore a necklace with the same skull insignia. "That's it?" she asked, leaning over the rails of the catwalk-stage. "Yes, Miss Tron!" her robot happily answered, holding up the crystal. Going around the rails, the girl, Tron, hurried down the stairs. "Good job, number 1! You'll defiantly get a special treat, later!" "YAY!" he cheered, going over to his master....and tripped, dropping the crystal. Groaning, Tron smacked her forehead. "Oi...why didn't I bother to check that I programed you with better eye coordination?" Bending down, Tron picked up the crystal that rolled by her feet.
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Post by Mage on May 11, 2008 16:34:51 GMT -5
Andy looked over at the genius in question. Wait a minute...a cute light voice, a dainty form, girly clothes...The genius was a girl! This put Andy in shock, normally theres nothing wrong with a genius girl, but Andy was still surprised that someone his age went waaaaaaaaaaaaay farther then him in machine work. "Whoa no way!" He accidentally blurted out, he gasped and covered his mouth trying to hold back further sounds, but but then it could be too late for the mechanic. 'Uh oh...'
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 16:50:10 GMT -5
"Huh?" standing up, the girl looked around. "Who said that?" All the Servbots looked at each other, and each other, and each other...until when they looked at their creator... "DAAAAAAAHH!!!"...they shrugged. Tron sighed, scratching her head. Either she was seeing things, or her robots said something and they forgot. Well, that was no surprise if that was true. Back to business at hand, Tron studied the crystal in her hand. "Hmm...not big enough to power the Gesellschaft...but I think I can use it for something later. Maybe sell it." The little robots happily hopped up and down. "Alright, let's head back to the cabin. We got a lot of work to do; finding out where we are." and with that, Tron marched up the stairs, with her school of Servbots following her like children with their mother.
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Post by Mage on May 11, 2008 17:14:36 GMT -5
Phew what luck, the girl and her Lego minions didn't notice the mechanic stuck under the small ship. With everyone out of the room, Andy took his window of opportunity and decided to do some spy work. He quickly turned off his Magnetic Shoes and fell to the ground on his back, with a grunt he got up feeling his head. "Ow, maybe I should have brought a helmet..." He quickly switched his shoes and looked around the hanger, deciding where to start.
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 18:05:33 GMT -5
The auto-doors slid open before Tron entered to the cabin room, where the controls for piloting the giant battleship were. The room....well, looks like this... "Okay, now where was I?... Oh yeah! We just logged on to this world's internet, and...HEY!!!" Tron angrily marched down to the right side of the room, climbing up the platform around the steering wheel. With hands firmly planted on her hips, she glared down at the Servbots watching some kind of wrestling show on the main computer screen. "Uh oh!" one of them went. The two Servbots took the moment to beat it...but they crashed into each other, knocking themselves off the small catwalk. "What am I gonna do with you? I told you NOT to log out of the internet!!" "We're sorry...Miss Tron." one of them groaned, twitching on the floor. Sighing, Tron was about to turn off the TV mode...when something caught her eye. The channel showed a clip of the battle against Laharl...but one of the combatants caught her eye. A blue clad...boy with a cannon arm...and a blue helmet. "Is that...?" Tron looked closer, studying the blue warrior on TV. Smirking, she shook her head. "Nah....he's too young." And she turned off the TV.
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Post by Mage on May 11, 2008 20:59:22 GMT -5
The eager boy looked around at all the new found technology, the robots, the tanks, the weapons, they were all magnificent! Andy was all over looking over and all of the machines, like a child in a toy store. The mechanic was looking inside a machine he quickly took apart. "Whoa ho ho, this is amazing! The circuit work is superb, Ive never even seen these parts before, man oh man I haven't even gotten to the weapons yet, just think of..." The rest of the words that spouted out of Andy's mouth were pretty much beyond understanding, so we'll get back to him later.
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Post by AnT on May 11, 2008 21:17:39 GMT -5
Tron kept scrolling through many sites of this world. What was odd about this place was that a lot of landmarks looked out of place. There was some kind of fairy-tale castle filled with mushroom people, and it was just not too far from a 'modern' city that looked like it was from the ancient times of Terra. There was a city that looked more advanced than that city, only this city was filled with humanoid animals. There was a 2D land that had no depth. And the wilds were mostly filled with strange creatures...poke-man or something. Just what was this wacky place? It was weird. Tron remembered going to a ruin to search for some large refractor that was in the middle of some Reaverbot stonehenge place. But it seems those stonehenge act as some harnesser for the refractor, probably connected to a machine that alters space and time. If only she got information from those ruins instead of jumping for that refractor. Maybe she can reverse the process to her own will so she can get back to Terra. Tessel must be worried; he's left alone back home. Back in the hanger, three Servbots entered, all with buckets of cleaning tools. Yes, it was cleaning time in the hanger.
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Post by Mage on May 12, 2008 9:26:52 GMT -5
Andy didn't notice the Servbots at all he was too busy having a fangasm mechanical rage, he fell inside a machine still looking around. "Man I wish I had the blueprints for this puppy!"
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Post by AnT on May 12, 2008 16:18:36 GMT -5
Now here was something else puzzling. A lot of these websites mentioned 'trophies', and people 'turning into trophies', or people that are trophies. In fact, info about all the people she studied on were said to be 'trophies'. Just what does that mean anyways? Well, she shouldn't dwell on it too long. It was lunch time, and she also needs to figure out what to do with that refrac.... "Wait...if I'm in another world, then what's a refractor doing here? Are those things that univers-" "Miss Tron!" a Servbot with a chief's hat said, coming up towards the back of her seat. "It's lunch time." "Huh?" she looked over her shoulder. "Oh...right...I also gotta give number 1 his treat too." Meanwhile, the three cleaning Servbots walked over to the distracted boy, who they noticed just before he fell in one of the arm-mechs. Puzzled of his reason for his appearance...or what his identity was, they briefly looked at each other before asking Andy, "Um...who are you?"
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