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A faint orange glow can be seen in the forest where Cyber-Lucina and Windas resides off in the distance.

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...Let's see...five paces?
Nearby sand starts to shift as two turrets pop out, barrels trained on a lone mech.
Clover: Bingo.
Stopping, steam exhalts from Jade as she opens wide, revealing the pilot. Instanly the turrets retract as the ground shakes. A thin sliver of silver protrudes around Jade before the two descend through a sinking platform. As the sky is replaced by cold steel, a group of strategically placed troops raise their guns through green barriers. A voice speaks through an intercom on the wall.
Present your ID card at the terminal.
Clover: Sure thing!(Nice. They upped the security since I've been gone.
As the doors open upon clearance, Clover walks besides Jade as a drone descends from the celling and scans the two.
Okay now Jade, just follow me alright? I'm not sure where you'll live considering how small our room is but don't worry! We'll make sure room if it comes to it!
Giving Clover a thumbs up, Jade instinctively ducks to go under the doorframe despite it being high enough.

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A green light pours downwards upon the cathedral floor. An all too familiar saltwater air penetrates the frog prince's nose as he opens the doors.
Nic: ...

Rows upon rows of pillars line the floor, each with a monitor imbedded into them. With them stand green system bots, each unmoving.

...

With a hand on his head, the frog prince slowly strolls towards a large onyx throne, ignoring the glitched bots. By now 417 was used to this and the initial shock that happened the first time had worn off. Still, the fact that it had happened again didn't bode well for his headache which till now had been...somewhat tolerable. Upon reaching the throne, he slowly turns around and sits, typing away at a hologram just as it appears. Instantly various things around the room change in color, size, and appearance.

...Blast it all.

Like statues coming to life, the system bots slowly move around then instantly return to their typing.

...ahem.

All at once the bots turn to the throne and scurry before him, each kneeling upon reaching a suitable distance.

Nic: We're on the cusp of a breakthrough, correct?

Metamorphed System Bot:Yes my lord.

Nic: Good. The sooner the better. Now, Lepid, fetch me some aspirin.

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...Alright. *chuckle* Here's the short answer: One of our members have noticed you in the field of combat and as such, figured you'd be a good fit in our PMC. All you have to do is take a pledge and you'll be in.

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Skasukapon come on!
Quickly grabbing his hand, he rushes to the right, ducking and weaving through bullets, wincing but still rushing as a bullet gets lodged into his torso.
Gate controls should be...just ahead!
Spotting a yellow roofed building, more soldiers appear and more bullets whiz by and strike Blaze as he rushes to it. With one hand, a Fire Wave cuts through some barb wire as he inches through the opening then busts a nearby door open, stunning a soldier behind it. Letting go of Skasukapon, Blaze stares at the various controls, unable to believe the complexity of what should just be a gate raiser.

The Met lets out a long, long yawn before pulling out a pickaxe and slinging over where a shoulder would be.
I do! Just follow me!
The Met starts to do a slow-paced waddle, humming a tune.

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If DarkMegaman.Exe is still intreseted in recruiting a certain pyromaniac, a new set of coordinates appear.

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A little flare appear behind Hadesman.

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Pipeline:...Another code freeze? Let me guess...
Pipeline instantly looks towards where Null is...or rather should be.
...Root! Wake up!
Like a shock of electricity striking Root, he jumps up, confused but alert.
Find N-.
Null: No need.
The two turn to look towards Null, free of his cuffs.
Root: I got em.
Rushing towards Null, he pins him down with little resistance, sending a floppy disk out of his pocket.
...
Slowly walking towards it, Pipeline is about to pick it up before retracting his arm.
What is this?
A solution to our problems.
Staring with weary eyes, Pipeline orders Root to let him go. After a bit of relunctance, Root does so but still focuses his cross upon him.
Pipeline: Explain.

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With a sudden tug, all three are pulled fowards despite the tug of the window. As soon as Bladesmatter is fully spotted, Quin's eye flashes green and with that the almost unavoidable pull of the window dissapates, a loud shattering sound signaling the destruction of the crazy mirror.

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As the mystery caller hangs up, he tosses a cutting disk up and down, staring at the reflection.
Won't be long now.

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As the mecha and Vanitas roam the halls, a firey machine marchs forth in rhyme, only stopping once he's close enough.
???:At ease soldier.
Eyeing up Vanitas, he shakes his head before shifting in tone, giving off a more friendly yet commanding tone.
???:So, what do you think of the place?

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As Blaze looks around the opening, he turns to Skasukapon.
Blaze: On my mark we run.
Ready?
Blaze streches his legs before whispering.
Go.
Blaze runs forwards, immediately bumping into a guard that came to check upon the hole. Before even being given the chance to yell, Blaze slams his cuffs on him, shattering them.
Yes!
A stream of bullets fly past Blaze's body as a group of soldiers fire away.
No!

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Bisharp With a Blade can only stand by as the fires of the Flame Blech inflict heavy damage. However, using the opportunity, Bisharp with a Blade uses Cut, slashing at Legacy Aeon!
Venato draws a another card and places it face down. He then grabs three chips from out of nowhere, two poker chips and a potato chip, which he immediately consumes. With the flick of a wrist, the poker chips land besides the facedown card.

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Cut: Does moderate damage. Increases in power the sharper the blade is.

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As the room burns, Burning Desire jumps forth to meet the Black Knight before a blinding flash comes from BD. As the light clears, the fires slowly fade away with BD nowhere to be seen.
A group of soldiers finally manage to enter the room due to the fires around clearing.

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The shadow waves cut into the Meto, not splicing it up but inflicting enough damage to cause it to smoke.
...Seems the experiment must come to an end sooner than either of use expected hey? Oh well, it *achoo* happens.
Meto Depratiovor II disappears in a red beacon of light.

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(I'm sure I've forgotten something. Feel free to let me know if you wish.)

Salsanderbyte seems unamused, showing no change from earlier.
Uh...sorry princess...
...
...Right. Now then...what equipment did he give us?
Taking a deep breath, he inspects the backpack to find...weird white blocks that deform with the lightest of touch.
Hmm...strange. Let's see what else we have...
Moving the bars away, he pulls out a book with various engravings on it.
What's this? Some kinda of map o-
Don't open that.
Understood.
You are to defend that device with your life.
...This must be essential to retrieving the Gal…the thing, correct.
...
So as to avert her gaze, he looks back into the backpack and exchanges the booklike device for what appears to be a compass.
Is this okay to touch or...?
Not saying a word, her steely eyed stare easing slightly is enough to confirm his question.
...Hmm...how do you activate this...bomb...communicator...what is it?
Cracking a sly smile she says: How do you not know what a compass is?
...I knew that.

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...My leige, if I may...
Yes?
I've said it before and I must say it again, are you sure this is a good idea? We've haven't seen a mainframer, let alone hardly anyone new, in years! Not to mention how we’re trusting him to find the legendary Galganderthine! He could easily put the entire lineage into jeopardy! Imagine-
It is clearly the will of The Fate. I'd so much as thought about how we need someone to protect her and not even a week later that mainframer arrives.
But we know nothing about him. He could of been exiled her for other reasons.
Yes, you could be right. But...there's that word, could. He COULD be some traitor or whatever, in which case Princess Salsanderbyte shall be here in just a few seconds. Or...he COULD be telling the truth. We don't fully know. And that...that's good enough for me. Now then, more rosewine.
Yes my leige.

As G.Vicar leaves the room, Tsanderbyte slumps on his throne.
...Guardian, something troubles me.
The Mainframers can, for now, be trusted. My father passed on the knowledge of possible allies and threats to me. And as for the Vicar, even with how quickly we did things, I assure you that he and the others believe in the Galberthine Coronation excuse.
No, no it's not that. It's...did you see her face at all?
...No.
She didn't seem like she cared about leaving us behind. She didn't even say bye. She just....
Indeed. But…you know her. In front of her subjects, she can’t afford to act sad. Besides, she knew this was coming and most likely prepared herself for that. …I'm sure she already misses you even now.
Do you really think so?
...Yes. Why wouldn't she? You're her father, the king!
That is true. And despite her obsession with writing, she's certainly more than prepared
…so long as that Filewalker dosen’t screw things up.
Fear not, for even if Filewalker falls, another will surely come to guide her. I will should it come to that point.
And leave me unguarded?
...No of course not my king.

BOTV, Post 6

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Well Filewalker, I must admit you've made for an interesting guest. So...now that you've awoken, where shall you go now?
Hmm...I'm not su-
Well since you have nowhere to go, maybe you're willing to help me with something?
Well I-
There's someone I want you to meet.

A presence can be felt as something enters the room.

...
Isn't she beautiful?
She's uh...lovely.
Filewalker, meet my daughter, Princess Salsanderbyte.
Oh! Uh...
...
Filewalker starts to bow. As he does so he begins to wonder if bowing means the same thing it does back home. Judging by a lack of spears being thrown his way, it appears as such.
Filewalker, there is something I need you to do for me.
What is it?...your majesty?
Well...
...
I need you two to go...go...go...find...um...the legendary Galber...galber...
A...Galber..thine?.
Yes! A Galberthine! Yes! You are to take Princess Salsanderbyte out of the kingdom and go locate a Galberthine to complete...complete...her coronation!
!(...)
!
Is there a problem?
...Uh...
Well glad to see there's not. Now, Grandest Vicar, fetch me the...the...
Traveling supplies?
Yes! And quickly!
Wait, but I don't know-
Oh, don't worry, I'm sure you'll find it! My daughter knows what a Galgandertime is, right?
...Yes Father.
...Uh Good.
...
A white metal backpack comes into view which as soon as File spots it is thrown towards him. As he almost drops it, he's surprised by its lightweight despite its size.
Now that you have everything you need, just walk out that door!
File turns around to find nothing there.
...Oh! Right! The mainframer's eyes. Vicar! Open the door!
A odd whistling tune can be heard as a black rectangle comes into view.
Now, now, it's best you hurry! You have only 3 cycles...did I say 3, I meant 10! 10 cycles before she is to be brought back to the ceremony!
OH! AND ONE MORE THING!
Tsanderbyte leaned towards Filewalker, his face unchanging but his eyes doing enough to show his intent.
If any harm, physical, mental, emotional, anything, is to come to her, you'll wish you remained asleep. My lifelink can pull her back so don't try anything, alright Filewalker?
...Of course. Not a single strike shall reach her.
As the grand king lifts his head, his stare still seems to bore into Filewalker’s before suddenly clapping, returning to his happy-go-lucky demeanor.
Good. Good! Now, on your merry way!
Before Filewalker could even utter a word, he can feel himself being pushed further and further away from the king until the white background becomes a small rectangle in the distance.
Wait, what ab-
A loud thud accompanies the disappearance of the rectangle.
...Great. ...Wait, where's-
As Filewalker turns around, a white object is right there in his face. Against his instincts, he jumps back in shock.
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...NO! Only...? ...Wait a moment.
The caller flips on a switch. Sparks fly out of three of the lights overhead while a single light works as intended.
What little light it provides though is enough to better make out the person in question. A scrawny thin thing in what looks like a pig mask stares directly at Heat. Not breaking contact, he slowly brings up the phone and whispers something into it before hanging up.
The worker shakes his head slightly as if confirming something to himself and lowers his shotgun.

...If you're really curious, then come on in. I think I have just what your looking for.

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Here, let me see...
The Shop Joe looks over and places a finger onto the book, specially on a section containing a square outline with varying colors inside it.
Ah Benkai! He was a legendary warrior that was said to have collected over 9999 axes and Proton Stingers from his enemies! I think he was a Hard Man model? ...though if you want to get a laugh, some say he was a Uxi.
...In any case, the legendary Ramera Society is said to use this very chip in their training, so you know its a deal worth investing in. Course, that's if you fancy using those kinds of weapons of course.

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At last the final book has been put in place, revealing a bookshelf beautiful enough to make a librarian cry. Admiring his work, Armored Talon's eyes unconsciously falls to a book on the group of books hidden behind the bookshelf. Still smiling, he looks away from it, or at the very least tries to.
...
...(It's fine Talon, those books are most likely that one stack of banned books they warned me to never touch...)
...
HOOT!
Barreling towards the books, he starts to quickly stack them in alphabetical order, so focused in his work that he fails to notice something slowly hopping towards him.

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Acorn:(Hmm...Random yet quick reflexes.)
Acorn rolls his hand over his face as if trying to wipe something off before making his way to MIDI.
Alright troops, let's move out! The Glow aren't waiting on us!

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The Junk Golem, despite being a walking non-talking thing of scrap metal, seems to understand Darkin? At the very least, he doesn't seem to attack, rather, he eyes the two at the same time thanks to his googly eyes while making forming a block of metal, akin to a child making a snowball.

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As the soldiers pour into the room, Titan spots an open seat off to the edge and upon sitting down slumps into his seat, drowning out the chatter around him. A ball of paper hits him in the forehead, opening a tired and clearly annoyed eye.

???Wake up sleepy head.
Titan:How are you doing?
Glow Grunt:I'm d-

Blip. Blip. Blip. ATTENTION!
The room fell silent as a small drone with tendrils comes onto the scene.
Titan:Wasn't he your drill instructor?
GG:Yeah. Truth be told, this is the loudest I've heard him ever speak. Must be putting on a show fo
Blip. Blip. Blip. ADMIRAL NOOH WILL NOW BE PRESIDING OVER THIS DEBREIF. YOU ARE TO GIVE HIM YOUR FULL ATTENTION, IS THAT CLEAR TROOPERS?
SIR YES SIR!
Blip. Blip. Blip. EXCELLENT.
As the drone rolls off the stage into a room in the back, two armed guards accompany a slightly smaller figure. As he take center stage, a sense of uneasiness grips Titan.
Admiral Nooh...Well met Pawns. I am aware this is to be your first combat mission. No doubt you are excited. However, it has come to my attention that some cruitical changes to our operation have come under way.

AH: At appromxiently 24:09, we picked up a loose transmission from a station down on the planet. There appears to be a distoratial amomoly and from it various entities are entering this realm. This is all the more reason why you, the leading force, must secure your selected targets and quickly but also why a select number of you are being reasigned.

Various blips appear in everyone's visors. While some silently sigh in relief, some seem unphased.

AH: For those assigned to Woe Labs, we have already taken this area using Chameficated Police Men. As for the rest of you, this will not be the walk in the park you were lead on to belive. Despite their inferior military defenses, the inhabitants of Inco are setting up protection zones around their major cities. Most civilians have already fled the area, so support bombings are granted. We are dealing with...

A large baton slides out of a socket with the admiral's wrist. A flash from the wall behind him gives way to a anti-aircraft turret.

AH: Pavalons. Their bulky size makes them unable to be stationed anywhere not a rooftop or an open field. It will be up to you to destroy these guns above all other targets to let our bombers do their work.

The next slide reveals a military truck. As the slides go on, Titan watches with great interest, ignoring two more paper balls thrown at him.

Pawn: *pssh* Hey, Titan.
Titan:Not now.
Pawn: I didn- ...Acorns? How did a backwater planet like this get-

AH: In conclusion, this has resulted in our TTA to be set back by two hours. Once you arrive on the planet, above all else keep your communicators on. Despite our small numbers we will not be getting any reinforcements, so communication is key. You are dismissed.

Acorn, now fully awake, stares at Meddy dumbfounded before calling out to MIDI.
It will be just a second.
Claim Chomper naturally looks towards Acorn and upon seeing his expression, already knows what he's thinking is a bad idea.
A signal from MIDI speaks.
Must your friends be such slowpokes?

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Upon closer inspection, the object seems to be fairly small, but a lot closer than first thought. It looks like a strange black rock, similar to that of a piece of coal. At the rate its going, it could land nearby, but unlikely directly impacting the car. You also see a building in the distance stationed on a cliff, most likely the lab.

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As you crouch to get a better look, it appears to be an broken down Picket Man. Various pieces are missing from it with...scratches? No their too deep. Claw marks? ...Well regardless of what they are, one thing's for sure: This machine's been out of commission. Save for the helmet, everything else seems to be covered in dust.

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If desired, your second character can also go unless you intended for him to be caught off guard.

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As Heat Man breaks through the window, a dimly lit row of shelves greet you. Various snack bags, soda cans, and-
A loud blast is fired into the air as a man? machine? pig thing can be seen in another room, holding onto a shotgun and a phone.
WHAT THE ACTUAL IS WRONG WITH YOU?

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As the Evil Eye flies through the desert, the ground around them turns to purple glass. A large opening in the ground can be spotted, seemingly...fluctuating?

A rasp whisper rings in Vanitas.'s ear.

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Quin: I'M TRYING TO PULL HIM THROUGH! IF YOU COME INTO THE PORTAL, I DON'T KNOW IF YOU CAN GET BACK OUT! I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT I DID WRONG!
A small sliver of the mirror dissolves into liquid as the portal's pulling power starts to rise.

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That would be appreciated but I don't think I can reach him in time. Running out of quarters if you catch my drift. Just tell him to meet me at the Inventory. Tell him there's treasure involved.

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What? Has it finally occurred to you how you failed her? How you failed all of them?
...
Looking to his right, a wave of grunts dripping a pitch-black liquid approach, each with various wounds on their bodies.
...

With no grandeur or care, RDS throws him to the ground.

...
(What is he doing?)
Pulling out a Weapon Orb, he crushes it and on cue 9 orbs appear in his buster.
Tonight, the memory of what you...what we did will trouble me no more.
...You, you can't escape from your past R! Vanessa's dead! You can't *cough* escape from me! Are you listening? I will hunt you down! The Justicators will live on! You*cough* You hear me!
Emitting a deep purplish glow, light seems to desperately flee his buster as he aims it towards not just Justicator Brown, not just the horde, but at the pit itself.
...Death to the Justicators! Death to Fake Man R! Death to the PAST!
As the glow overtakes his entire body he fires...
...
...
...
Optics flickering, RDS somewhat awakens to find two soldiers carefully placing him in a truck. As the truck takes off, RDS watches through blurred eyes as the pit, now glassed over along with the nearby terrain, disappears into the horizon.

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Electro Web: A flexible material capable of producing electricity is fired towards a target, acting as a net and a taser all at once. Though it acts similar if not exactly like the Pokemon move, it does not bear the silk-like qualities the original is made of.

Just as the Electro-Web wears off, RDS delivers a devastating foot stomp on Brown's chest, causing a gasp to escape his lungs. RDS pauses a second, seemly caught off guard, before delivering another foot stomp below his chest, this time somewhat softened by Brown grabbing onto his leg. Trying to wrestle him to the ground, a look of pain and surprise can be clearly seen on his face as yet another foot stomp slams down on the same area. With rising anger, RDS does it again, and again. And again, with each rising in power and speed. His grip, already fairly weak to RDS, gives way as Brown grabs his stomach in pain. Instead of containing though, he pauses.

What? You *cough*...you want me to beg? I'm stronger tha-
Cutting him midsentence, RDS grabs Browns neck with one hand and brings him close. With his free hand, he swats away the expected wad of spit Brown fires at him.
I don't care if you beg, I don't care about your strength, your self-acclaimed justice, none of it. And I don't care about you. The only reason why I remember your kind is because of what you took from me.
You...you did that to yourself.
...Perhaps I did. Perhaps I did.
But...she...she didn't deserve that. You, it was you that dealt the blow. It was you that saw a non-combatant and fired away.
...That girl was-
Her name was Vanessa. She was the shining light in my world.
RDS's grip tightens.
And you knew that. You KNEW THAT.
I knew *gasp* nothing, save she was a *gasp* lost cause and you could of saved her if you would of just simply had thrown her into the pit like you did with the others!
RDS's eyes are set alight...before being replaced with two wide circles.

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Don't...don't cry, okay?
...!
The dark deposit! I could-
Please...we already discussed this...
It's the only way.
RDS feels a hand reach out for his face.
Do you remember...what we talked about? That old field of flowers mom *cough* mom used to take me to?
...The one with the roses in between the tulips?
Yeah...that's the one. Please...it's a lot to ask I know, but...
...It's...it's okay. I'll take you there.
...Thank you R. You...*cough* *cough*
Hey, just relax. It's going to be fine. ...It's going to be fine...
Amidst the chaos, R silently teleports away with a broken down Justicator staring at them with maniacal glee before passing out.

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Previous, Post 19
A 21 Gun Farewell fires from his cannon, taking bits of RDS’s fingers clean off as it propels Brown high into the sky, letting out a loud scream. RDS’s head falls to the ground while struggling to pull out an E-Tank. Flipping the cap off, he begins to absorb its energy as the other pit dwellers slowly waddle towards him.
...
RDS rotates his damaged hand's fingers before forming a fist, borderline taking off the head of a DS creature. Holding the E-Tank in his other hand, he connects it to his power supply with ease, all the while basically slapping anything in his way as he tries away from the pit. As he picks up speed with nothing in his way, in his vision he sees Brown falling downwards.
Still airborne, Justicator Brown slowly opens his eyes, regaining conscious.
(What...what?!)
(This...just like before...damn it. How is he still this strong, even when we're both using the same form?)
Turning himself in the air, he spots RDS below, freely holding onto a E-Tank. In that moment, a revelation hits him.
(...I get it now! It only increases the raw attack power of the user. Which means...)
Taking a deep breath, he holds a fist downwards, preparing a Ground-Pound Punch.
I just need to do what it takes to crack that monster's armor all in one blow.)

Looking above, an annoyed look forms on RDS's face as he pulls out a large handheld device.
Whatever it is, it can't stop me, not at a drop of this height. He's mine! He's mine! He's mi-
A crack of thunder booms from the device as a web of lightning clings to him (Electro Web). Still, as Brown correctly predicted, his speed is unaltered as he hits RDS straight on his back, slamming the both of them into the ground.

Trying to stay awake amidst the shocks, Brown can see RDS lying nearby badly damaged, pieces scattered across the purple sands.
...You fool! Ju-!
A object similar to RDS's head rolls out from RDS's hands.
...No. No no no.
Still caught by the Electro Web, he desperately tries to reach the object before it activates. After what felt like the longest minute of his life, he finally reaches the head...only to receive a kick to the ribs and is sent skidding away from it.
(...What was th-)
Must you continue to be a thorn in my side?

...How are you standing? This power... it only buffs attack right?
I suppose your does, yes.
...Wha-
I am more than the renegade police machine you fought so long ago. That power you poss-
You're the same arrogant fool, constantly trying to escape justice! But don't you know that Madam Justice is watching over our battle, do, do you? I may of been trapped in darkness, but she's-she's not blind!

Blind. *hmph* Then where is she now? If you are so keen on the idea that you're fighting for her, where is she now? Do you hear the flapping of wings? The dragging of her sword? The clanging of golden scales? No. No you do not.

...She is with me, in heart, in soul, in spirit, In death?
Justice and those who deliver it will never die!
Then perish.

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It is not...within...my...protocol. Not my choice in w-
The wind overtakes his voice as things start to be drawn towards the mirror. Desperately standing his ground, Jack tries to hold onto Quin. Turning from Dyna, Jack looks at Quin...and slowly, if only a brief second, loosens his grip...before grabbing him once again with both hands, Jack's eye becoming a shade of purple.

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Pipeline:...Again?
Pipeline looks around to suddenly find Null at a control panel with Heart twiddling her thumbs and looking the other way.
Heart, stop him!
Null:Wait! Just give me a second.
Root, upon coming to and realizes what's going on, rushes to the door and begins tearing it open while Heart acts like she can't hear any of them.
Root:You're not getting away that easy.
You don't understand, I'm trying to save someone!
Yeah, your own hide.
Heart:...
Heart, remove Null from the panel now!
He's...he's telling the truth...
That was not a suggestion! That is an order, now follow it!
...I'm sorry.
Heart's hands begin to glow before a soothing light surrounds Null.
Please, no...not n-
Time freezes around Null as Root casts the door aside and with one hand pulls Null away from the console. For a breif second, Root looks at Heart with eyes of coal before snatching a pair of cuffs near her and in a flash, attaches them to Null's hands. Heart slumps to her chair, closing her eyes and places a hand on her forehead.

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Jack slowly starts to fall over, his grip borderline digging into Quin's arm.

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...Hello.
The voice on the receiving end gives off a gruff and...generally tired tone, as if they haven't slept for days.
Is...Fang there?

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As soon as you both are ready. The creature has taken off already so your time is short. Once you both get your bearings...that reminds me.
Shram! ты дал им нашу голокарту?(Did you give them our holomap?)
Shram:отрицательный. Вам придется это сделать.(Negative. You'll have to do it.)
...Of course.
Roza looks to her desk and in little time pulls out two red chips.
Here are two кибер-карты(cyber maps). Use them to locate the teleporter station when you get your bearings.
Make sure you don't have anything organic on you when you enter.

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Meto Deprivator II stops for a split second upon the attack...before pushing through and slamming him to the ground. Two more red balls fire from its top cannons.

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A fair amount of the initial barrage hits Bisharp with a Blade for 70 damage, but it begins to parry the bolts back at Aeon. Meanwhile, Venato draws a card.

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Letting out a cross between a growl and a laugh, the infernal machine crouches and jumps, reaching the celing and grabs onto a exposed steel beam with one hand. With the other he fires a never-ending chain of fireballs at the Black Knight.

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You do not know? ...It is simple task. We need guards to deliver a rare species which a buyer wishes to purchase.
Roza turns a monitor on her desk around, revealing footage of two Over models standing in a medical room... O and Ф along with another one behind them...leaking a greyish substance into a rifle-arm behind his back. As Ф's weapon chip is removed, instantly a cloth-like material is placed, perhaps to keep the radiation from escaping. As the Joe places the chip into a machine, the third OVER model makes it move and stabs OVER-0 in the chest.
As everyone naturally looks back, the rogue fires a bullet at the Joe, scoring an direct hit with its optics. Ф rushes to the computer to try and retrieve his weapon chip while 0 backwards headbutts the creatures, causing the both of them to stumble to the ground. Basically smashing the protective glass, Ф removes the cloth off of the slot and inserts his weapon chip...only to be whacked by a grey hammer. A particular gurgling sound erupts from the culprit, a Doctor Joe with grey material poking out of the bullet hole before it leaps towards Ф. Meanwhile OVER-O activates a familiar battle memory and slashes the creature with a naginata, cutting the spike that impaled him in half.

The footage cuts to the OVER model...or whatever it is now towering some 10 feet above OVER-Ф with OVER-O charging some sort of attack...before dropping to his knees and shutting down. As the silver and white monster drives his claws into Ф's body, instantly a pained shriek comes from the creature as its arm starts to bubble. Taking a step back, it tries to cut the bubbling part but it seems the damage has already been done.

Cutting again, a few Hazmat Joes enter the room, armed with vacuums and a large box.

Doctors tell me due to your radioactive core, infection failed to occur. Treatment was done on OVER-0 to remove broken parts, most were easily replaced. Also to not is that combat effort was well done. Those reasons are specially why I want you both to help guard it.

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Sorry I fell asleep again. What's-
Just before being thrown, Scareten looks behind him.
A loud YYYEEEEEAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! Click me! erupts from the skull at it charges at Hydrone Lost Soul style...only to be interrupted by the tentacle/feeler, sending him crashing into the side straight into a thing of trash.

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(...That was unexpected. Hmph).
Why does it matter to you? I'm still a former reaper, so if you're looking to get revenge, I still have the same powers that I would have anyways.
It matters because as someone who was a reaper themselves, I can't fathom how one could give up their reapership so willingly. At least without a foreseeable consequence if they wouldn't.
...Well I did.
Yeah...yeah you did. Left everything to that Wraith. Funny choice of a name by the way.
How so...
Instead of it being something like, I don't know, Radiated Defender or something, it's a synonym of my name. I must say I'm flattered.
He didn't choose that name. I-
...uh, yeah that is weird.
Yes, it is. And it's that fact that really intrigues me. Gamma. Guardian.
...Uh...Look, I uh...
Indeed. Just as intriguing is the fact that you're opting to live out these...frankly, boring lives? I mean, it's not like life's boring but...when you have the ability to have infinite wealth, friends, family, you'd kinda just...
...What's the point to this?
The point to all of this is the simple fact that you, despite bearing such a prestigious title in my opinion, you wish to have nothing to do with it, don't you?

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As Noyno pokes Cool Lancer, perhaps underestimating his own strength, CL is suddenly sent skyrocketing out of the inn upon a poke to the legs.

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After a crazy adventure involving yellow lines, storytelling narrators, and buttons upon buttons, OVER-F and possibly any other OVER model willing to follow with you arrives at the offices of a familiar robot.
Ah, OVER models finally awake. Perfect timing you have.

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A flash of code appears in Jack's optic.
Goals...Answer: Protect VIP. Definition: VIP is "very important person." It is this unit's protocol to secure VIPs. VIP List: Quin, SR-325, CJ-01, *ERROR*. VIP Quin currently is holding onto an non-vip, halting his progress in becoming secure. Reason for VIP Quin as VIP:
As Jack stands there not saying a word, Quin speaks up.
Do you guys remember Blade at all? I'm trying to get him out and I think...I think he's sick.
Suddenly a nearby phone can be faintly being heard ringing in the other room.

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Dr. Parable: Well yeah. That's what I programmed him to believe. Gives that robot a stronger will after all if they're doing the right thing, or at the very least believe it. Course it's just a working theory...
Cracks begin to form on the barrier around the Meto.
Dr. Parable: Oh. Seems that the Meto is more resilient to ...possibly time based attacks than I thought he'd be. Could you try another? I wish to see if it's either time or freeze this unit has been resi-
The barrier around Meto shatters as Chase is full on rammed by a shoulder charge.

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Continues from here, post 10
...eh, this life was getting boring anyways...
With the waters rapidly approaching, I let out a sigh before walking forwards, calmly accepting my fate and letting the waves crash down around me, ready to start anew.
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Overall, I could have done better with that life. . Sure beats the first one though, oh boy. I swear if I so much as hear the na-
*KNOCK KNOCK*

"...That's new."

I look to my side to find a door with cracks...that only seem to be getting bigger. Shrugging, I open it to find two of those code boys staring me down.
You're under arrest.
"If you say so."
One of them taps the wall behind them, revealing a sickly green portal. As they grab me by the arms, I give no resistance as they toss me into it.

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So...where am I now?
Not where...but when.
Really? A chicle joke...
The entity's eyes start to distort as he recognizes the owner of that voice.
GammaGhost?
It's been a while hasn't it?
Nope, I'm out of here. Whatever business you have in hating reapers, take it out on Radiated Wraith.
As he turns around to try to reenter the portal, it, of course, disappears before his eyes.
*sigh*
So...how's that new life of yours going?
...What?
How's that new life of yours going?
And why would you care exactly?
Eh, just trying to make some small talk.
...Okay....
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*sighs* You brought me here to fight, didn't you? I'm giving you the first strike, did that much really needed to be made clear?
Perhaps a year ago I would of.
Oh, so what happened?
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...(Are we really doing this?)
...Do you know how long I've been here?
Likely since the beginning and end of time?
Yeah...yeah I have.
...(That sounded kinda...)
*sigh* And within all that time when not interacting with others I've been just...observing.
Raising an eye, the figure looks at GammaGhost, caring not to hide his suspicion.
...Observing.
Yes, observing and, don't take this the wrong way, but observing you along with everyone else.
...Okay...
I have a question for you. Just answer it and I'll let you get on with your many many lives.
...Ask away.
Why did you give up your role as a reaper GammaGuardian.

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Woah, what's this place? Looks like a dump.
Scareten spots a pile of human waste...and decides not connect it to his statement.

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Instead of responding, Parable pulls out a pencil and quickly jots down something.
Subject Chase using Swift: *achoo* 2. Usage of Mind: 3...?
The claw retracts back to the machine's hand. As Parable looks up, he realizes the machine has already initiated the test.
Ah sorry, these machines can be so *achoo*, excuse me, impatient. This unit, Meto Deprivator II, has been assigned to test your combat abilities. The first model was simply *sniff* a test of if you could fight.
Two red balls of light shoot of the canons strapped to its back while two more are fired directly at Chase.

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Venato smirks.
I think you're the first person other than me to say that. With that said, it's not the name that matters, its the battling! Now...all I have to do is to use these 6+ orbs to defeat you and I'll claim my first Aeon Badge!
All giddy like a school girl, he tosses the orb up before catching it in the other hand. Like a baseball pitcher, he winds up...and it goes two feet.
...(Eh, I'll get better in no time!)
From the orb comes

Bisharp with a Blade!

A bluff? Really?
Brown's voice echoes throughout RDS's surroundings.
Only cowards fight the way you do. Not with actions, just words.
Yet another round of hypocrisy from you so-called warriors of justice.
Well then...let me reveal myself!
From RDS's right Brown suddenly appears, stabbing a golden and purple blade into RDS's side. As he grunts in pain, he tries to swing the buster at Brown only for him to easily duck. With a simple twist of the blade, the blade quickly lights up.
Curtana Beam!
(This is gonna su-)
A loud thunderclap echoes as RDS is sent flying by the pure impact of a bright-white laser.
(Yup. Knew it.)
Skitting across the ground, RDS tries to reevaluate his next move. Looking for Brown, a loud war cry from above causes RDS to raise his shield above to brace for another Ground-Pound Punch.
Now I got you.
Multiple barrels appear on the front of the shield, each firing lasers and buckshot into Brown. Though it does little more than to annoy, the shield that Brown was on suddenly disappears as a hand grabs his arm. Brown tries to pull away but then spots the glowing buster aimed at his face.
Was this all apart of y-
A 21 Gun Farewell fires from his cannon, taking bits of RDS’s fingers clean off as it propels Brown high into the sky, letting out a loud scream. RDS’s head falls to the ground while struggling to pull out an E-Tank. Flipping the cap off, he begins to absorb its energy as the other pit dwellers slowly waddle towards him.
Meanwhile, from within the center of the pit itself, a blackened hand springs forth.

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Dark Justice Bolt: A bolt of paralyzing lighting appears in the user’s hand. While it is generally fired, it can also be wielded like a weapon. The Dark variant decreases range in exchange for raw power.
Ground-Pound Punch: The user generates a high amount of power in their fist. Aiming it downwards, they quickly accelerate towards a target. While this move is being used, gravity seems to pull the target down at a much faster rate than their regular top speed.
Shield Bash: A simple push of a shield towards a target. Can stun and break blocks if it connects. These effects are amplified if the user is running/propelled towards their target.
Curtana Beam: A focused laser beam designed to inflict maximum damage. Has weak piercing power so the emitter must be fired into an exposed spot for the full effect.
21 Gun Farewell: A high energy-consuming attack that damages the user based upon how little charge time is taken. The blast is fired in the air before turning into a cluster bomb of lasers bombarding any targets down below. The farther the target, the more widespread and less damaging the blast is.

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CRORQ.EXE can be seen sitting playing a computer game on a computer when a system bot rushes into the room.
Great Deity!* We need your guidance!
A loud beep erupts as he turns around, GAME OVER flashing on the monitor.
WITH WHAT?
A-An irregularity has been detected in Roleplay Forum 6437!
DIDN'T HE...DIDN'T I PROGRAM YOU TO SPEAK SOME ACTUAL ENGLISH!
...He?
Ah for the love of…
Instantly a nuclear symbol appears on the bot's head and in a flash he explodes in a fireball. Wiping the smoke from his eyes, he sees another bot enter.
Great Deity! A-
Your Great Deity already knows. However, I have decided to let you...lead the way.
Of course sir.

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*CRORQ is not actually the Great Deity mentioned in the hierarchy, rather the bots are programmed to think so.

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As the wall breaks, Blaze looks to K999 seemly impressed.
Well...lead the way.

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Innkeeper: Of-of course.
Noyno received the broom! Fanfare blares out of nowhere.