Mayhem at the TFF - Insanity's Prelude

[Unknown-common-827]

Unknown saw a not so good light coming from GH's hands and immediately got wide-eyed.

"Wow, that's the first time I've seen an energy attack from anyone. Umm David? Should we use our bazookas and help bring that ship down?"

"Nah, looks as though GH has it taken care of" said the security guard, who was a few feet away from the base of what looked like a maneuver from a boring anime from the 1990's.

"NOW DIE YOU IMPETULENT BASTARDS!" yelled GH as he made his final advance on the ship.

However, the energy beam didn't make it to the ship as the gang was knocked loopy by a tremor.

 

[H-Man]

That, and...

"Jeez..." Eczel muttered, before raising his right hand towards the blast. It was then forced a few kilometers to the side, and with it, its generator.

"So, what are we going to do next? We're running out of charges, and we certainly haven't diminished our speed enough!" Mark complained, as he tried to maintain his own position. However, Eczel just flicked his wrist...

...and the space between the ship and the ground was cut all of a sudden, forcing them into a collision that, thankfully, was not as painful as it could be.

"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"
"AAAAAGH!!!"

...except for the inertia.

 

[Unknown-common-827]

"Ouch! That's gotta hurt" said Unknown as he saw this gigantisized aircraft now a few feet from GH and the rest of the cast (I'm too lazy to name them all).

"Hee...hee...hee... KILL, BLOOD, TEAR, MAIM" said GH as he methodically made his way to the aircraft while preparing another energy blast.

Before he could get to the unfortunate souls, a bullet whizzed by his head and into a vat of mysterious torturing liquid.

"What the hell was that?" asked AMM

They all turned and saw Dubrichius standing beside a robot.

"Is that...?" asked Unknown

 

[GenocideHeart]

GH's eye twitched as his stare fixated itself on the killer droid who just attempted to shoot him. The occuppants of the ship forgotten, he turned around and stalked towards the newcomer, absently swinging by a miraculously intact weapons rack to grab a high.powered Gauss rifle.

"Why, it's the blasted tin can," he muttered in a deceptively calm tone while readying the Gauss rifle. "What brings you here, HK-47, besides the desire to cause as much pain and suffering as possible to anything made of flesh and blood?"

"Statement: I never claimed to restrict my delivering of misery to beings of flesh and blood,"HK-47 replied, cocking his own blaster rifle. "Query: which way would you prefer to be buried, stubborn meatbag?"

"You actually think you can kill me?" GH sneered as he shot the droid, who dived behind some scattered rubble. "Last I checked, you tried 149 times to put me six feet under... and failed all 149 times. The 150th will be no different!"

And on those lines, a violent firefight erupted... much to the discomfort of the nearby onlookers, as neither GH nor HK-47 had any concept of 'collateral damage'.

Or rather, they didn't care...

 

[Dubrichius]

'Exclamation: Prepare to die, meatbags!' HK-47 called out, his vocabulator set to maximum volume, as he swapped his M-16 for an SMAW, equipped with a thermobaric warhead.

'Don't you think that's a little bit too much overkill, Aychkay?' Dubrichius inquired.

'Chiding Statement: Master, you yourself are quite aware that there is no such thing as overkill. Rhetorical Query: Now, who shall I aim at first? The floating meatbag that's hurling energy blasts at the airship, the large group of meatbags all standing around like lambs to the slaughter, or the airship itself? Declaration: I shall fire it... there' The walking being of destruction mused before pulling the trigger, firing the warhead towards the intended target.

Edit: Damn you GH, you beat me to the addon.

 

[H-Man]

"Jeez, you'd think they'd at least give us some support..." Tom wondered, as the machine by his side sighed.

"I wouldn't worry about that, sir. It could be that we may have our chance to fight, at last," it told him, in a dark and creepy voice.

"Meh. We don't really have time for this... how's the transportation device going, Ernest?" Asdra screamed at the other side of the ship, while screams could be heard once in a while.

"It's too hot over here! How hot is this place, 20?C?" Ernest replied, as he fiddled with a wrench, trying to freeze everything.

"...so, still nothing?" the Phantom asked, as he hovered in parallel with the ground.

 

[Unknown-common-827]

"Oh SHIT!" yelled Unknown as the warhead was on a collision course with his skull. David quickly grabbed him and pulled him to behind some debris. the others, sans GH, also crouched behind some debris

"That Mother F**KER!" yelled Unknown as he struggled to control the maniacal one within him.

All attempts were in vain as Unknown's grin became sadistic and he prepared his Death Ray and the assault rifle. Unknown walked out and stood next to GH as they began to attempt to make scrap metal out of HK-47.

 

[Dubrichius]

'Oh no you don't Unknown.' Dubrichius declared, pushing out with the Force, throwing his opponent into some conveniently placed live power cables. The resultant fireworks show was nothing less that spectacular, unfortunately noone was able to witness it, as HK had changed weapons again, this time using a downsized plasma cannon.

 

[Zenithos]

"Hey, where's Zeni and AMM?" Ttestagr asked, looking around, realizing the n00b duo had dissapeared.

"Knowing them, they were probably incinerated in the first onslaught. No need to worry. They'll get revived again when they feel the need to insert an important plot twist of some sort." DAA shrugged.

Meanwhile....a distance away from the raging battle....

"Please remind me what we're doing again?" AMM asked, trying his best to bear the uncomfortable position the dark, enclosed, and rather tight space forced on him. "And it smells like watermelons in here."

"And I thought you liked watermelons, AMM." Zeni replied, from within a similarly enclosed tight space. "Well, we've got to save the otaku internet world from destruction, obviously. While everyone else is engaged in needless violence of no plot value whatsoever, we'll continue on with our quest."

"Do we get to save all the darker pleasures of the internet while we're at it?" AMM asked.

"Yeah, sure. Now keep your box on tight and stay with me. I'm sure we're bound to bump into more moronic fic writers later on." Zeni warned.

That said, the two boxes, one marked Okinawa Watermelons and the other marked 'Defected Material - Waste only', made their way deeper into the bowels of the TFF HQ.

 

[Unknown-common-827]

'Good thing I shot the converter just before I hit, or else I'd be toasty' thought Unknown as he slowly got to his knee and readied himself for a more methodical approach. Taking his bazooka, he prepared the round and placed it onto the makeshift bunker.

"Take this bitch. FIRE IN THE HOLE!" With that, he aimed and fired the highly explosive round at Dubrichius.

 

[GenocideHeart]

GH growled as he dodged HK's fire, then suddenly slid into a tube and disappeared down.

Seconds later, as HK-47 was preparing to switch weapons again, a violent shaking caused everyone to lose their footing. The floor was torn apart as a giant blue-colored shape burst through it, with two startled-looking cardboard boxes precariously perched on top of its head.

"Exclamation: Oh shit! It's the Granzon!" HK said in the closest state a droid could be to panicking. "Suggestion: Master, if you value your life, I recommend starting to run."

With that, the droid turned on its heels and quickly vacated the room.

Meanwhile, atop the Granzon's massive form, inside the cardboard boxes...

 

[Zenithos]

Note: I have no idea what a granzon is, being the ignorant person I am. But I'll try and keep up. I'll assume it's the big mecha on your sig.

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"...Zeni...I believe one of those writers has forced a rather uncomfortable plot device on us..." AMM whispered.

"No Frickin' kidding....we're talking the entire GRANZON HERE!" Zeni shouted. "Here's what we do....act like two simple backstage prop boxes and everything should be fine." Zeni said calmly. "Don't panic."

More rumbling. More violent motions.

"Ok...start panicking like the n00bs we are..." Zeni whimpered.

 

[H-Man]

"Hey, is that Shu?" Maxwell asked, as he watched the carnage outside.

"Don't you mean Drew?" Alex asked, and Maxwell shook his head.

"Then is it Shun?" Koru asked, receiving a negative headshake as well.

"You know, the giant robot pilot!" he told them, and the duo blinked, before shrugging.

"Must have been the water in his bucket..." Alex groaned, before activating a system. A dozen or so of mini Cybusters (about the size of a house) began flying around, trying to find suitable locations to attack.

 

[Dubrichius]

After casually redirecting the incoming warhead to the until-now ignored airship, Dubrichius directed his entire focus on the giant mecha that had erupted from the ground. He sensed the presence of GH in the cockpit of the building-sized engine of destruction, as well as those of Zeni and AMM inside the two cardboard boxes. Realizing that the n00b pair were all but doomed, he pushed their obvious distress out of his mind, and focused on his new adversary.

In a split second decision that almost assuredly saved his life, Dubrichius cried out 'Screw this, I'm outta here!' and bolted as if the hounds of hell were after him.

 

[Zenithos]

I'm assuming that airship is still in the air, cuz I can't make out whether or not it's already crashed.

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"That does it!" Zeni shouted, throwing aside his cardboard box. "AMM, even though it's of no plot significance whatsoever, we're taking a stand!" He shouted, wrapping a Solid Snake bandanna around his forehead. "LET'S GO!" He shouted, taking out a grapple gun and firing it up at the airship that was hovering not too far above. For some reason, it was still up in the air, despite the thousands of kilotons of heavy weaponry spent on it.

"Huh?" AMM asked, popping out of his box, all ready in his Sam Fisher costume.

"And why Sam Fisher? You could've done a cyber ninja or something." Zeni sighed, pushing the wind button on the grapple gun. "We're leaving this hunk of junk." He shouted, winding up towards the airship.

"H...hey!" AMM shouted. "Regardless of all your talk, you left me behind! What's up with that?!"

"Solid Snake works alone...." Zeni whispered. "SAM FISHER SUCKS tO ROxXORS!" He shouted down at AMM one last time before ramming into the airship and dissapearing into whatever hell was blazing within it.

".....right...that means I gotta log in myself next time...." AMM sighed, as the Granzon underneath him rumbled and raised its killer-ass weaponry, aiming it at the escaping Dubrichius.

 

[H-Man]

OoC: I thought I had made enough sense? It's got its face rammed on the ground.

 

[Zenithos]

"Uhh...Zeni....Important note! That airship isn't supposed to be there!" AMM shouted up at Zeni.

"Really? Now which dumbass could've messed up the placing of such a big plot device?" Zeni shouted back down at AMM from the airship.

"Uhh..sorry to break this to you, but it was you!" AMM shouted back up. "And if you don't hurry up and find a reason for its continued existence then you'd find yourself clawing onto thin air in just a bit!"

"Err....this is the OTHER airship, the one dragging city 13. I'm going to go save city 13, yeah, that's it!" Zeni shouted. "FEAR NOT! FOR ZENI SHALL SAVE OUR FAIR CITY!" he shouted valiantly, before once again dissapearing into the airship.

"Now what lame ass crew is manning THAT one?" AMM wondered. "Hey, Granzon, looks like me and you're getting along just fine." He said, patting the huge blue mecha on the head, which turned and fired its vulcan cannons down on the still fleeing Dubrichius.

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Oh, and here's what city 13 might look like:

 

[GenocideHeart]

GH growled in frustration as the Granzon's main gun once again missed the fleeing Dubrichius.

"It's as if that worm can predict where I'll strike next. What, now there's Jedi here?" he hissed, then noticed the Cybuster replicas flying out of the downed ship.

"Oh no, you don't," he spat, firing its Black Hole Cluster at the ship's remains. "I'm not Shu, and I'm noticeably less patient than him!"

The attack tore through the ship's hull, although by some miracle it missed all of the crew manning it, and hit the central controls that controlled the Cybuster-replica. That, in GH's intentions, should have disabled them.

Unfortunately, it just made them go berserk and indiscriminately attack everyone.

"...hell. Now I have to mop these pests up too."

 

[Zenithos]

Apocalypse Alchemist wants to join the chaos. Henceforth he will be called Alche for short.

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Up in the upmost control room of the main citadel overlooking all of city 13 stood a figure dressed in a fine black robe, made of serious RPG material. Warning lights were going off all over the control panels before him.

Now if only he knew which one activated the coffee machine.

Alche watched as on one side of city 13, somewhere in the FTT HQ sector, a huge fire had brocken out where an airship had somehow crashed. He also noted that there was a mecha of noteworthy size and violence, running amock.

"Hmmm....city 13 is drifting off course, is it?" He wondered out loud, checking the readings. "Oh well, might as well find out where exactly. Hope its hentai land or something....oh...."

He gulped as he noted that city 13 was on a direct collision course with something huge.

But what mattered was not the fact that it was huge. It was the fact that it was the largest dumping ground in the universe....

It was the backwaters of the internet, the breeding ground of otakus, hentais, and perverts alike. It was where the greatest treasures of humanity, the digital motherlode containing the testament to humanity's greatest feats of creativity, was stored.

"Now....if that goes bang....." He gulped again. "No....a single airship couldn't be doing all this...." He searched his controls. "No....it is the power of....THE ONE...."

 

[ttestagr]

"All mine, all mine, sweeto!"

It was with semi disturbing giggles that the real Ttestagr looked at his newest aquisition. "It's not fully Mara, but I can live with the Motoko installations. My clone downstairs seems to have been tricked by Zeni-chan, I can use this one's telepathy to relay new orders."

With another giggle, he prepared his toy with instructions for his clone.


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Downstairs in Cental Dogma away from the hostilities, the Ttestagr clone (hereafter known as Btestagr) turned as he felt the air displaced behind him. He caught a quick glimpse of familiar features before he felt something slam into his mind.

He blinked, as he stood up from where he had fallen unconscious.

"Hey clone, get up already."

Btestagr turned quickly, looking at what seemed to be a Mara/Motoko fusion.

"I'm in charge, and even if that lazy author didn't say so I'd still be in charge. Get ready to attack.

With a sigh he took out some of his more exotic weapons. He cursed his creation, if this was all it was going to come to. Though being bossed around by this woman was a plus. Damn his creators fixation of hot redheads, and the fact he passed it on to him.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

"Only one way to break up this fight..." David remarked, before opening another pocket universe and walking inside, sealing it up behind him.

 

[ttestagr]

Grumbling he opened up a viewscreen.

As DAA face appeared with an expression of surprise, Ttestagr gave him a warning. "Don't forget what happens if the new chapter doesn't come out. The yaoi 4chan board is waiting for you."

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

"Hey, I'm just trying to break up a fight back there. Speaking of which, where's the hot water dispenser?" Finding it, David turned to go, but paused.

"By the way, I have no clue what you are referring to. You shouldn't be so damn cryptic."

 

[Unknown-common-827]

Finally getting up from the tremors given off by GH's Granzon, Unknown decided to have a little fun.

"Hey, GH? You want Dubrichius dead, right?" asked the sadistic writer

GH looked down and nodded at Unknown

"Well then, here's my plan..." explained Unknown as GH put the Granzon on an auto-fire state. Laying any who are unfortunate to die a very painful death.

 

[David Alan Abramczyk]

Suddenly the fabric of spacetime was ripped in two, and David reappeared.

"I got beer and doughnuts!"