NPF Avatars 5 - Let's Leave a Mark

[Flarecobra]

"Well, the energy cores are in the engineering area." I said, then looked to the nearest wall terminal that had a map. While pulling it up, I said "And Mauve...sorry about that back there. I had to make them think I was on their side so I could get into a position where I could best sabotage his efforts. Oh, and whoever said Marines don't lie...was a lier." I added in a bit of a smile and said "Well....seems they're two decks down, back towards the rear of the ship." I unslung my spear, and said "Let's go."

[PyrosNine]

Majimmier sighed as he pushed at the Special Beam cannon attack, holding it back for as long as he could.

"Oh, I had only just begun to have fun. Very well then. Attention all of you people within my body, I will no doubt be unable to dodge the special beam cannon, nor does it matter if it hits me (and makes me really genki), for that is the path of peace. But in the name of peace for the universe, I must get you people out of this void of space and where you need to be. That unpeaceful robot mentioned NPF, and therefore the man of total not peace must be there. I shall attempt to harness the power of her special beam cannon and a hasty, slipshod reverse engineering of her teleportation technology to send you to NPF, where you may bring true peace there. Or blow it up. Whichever brings the most peace in the end."

The floor of the cockpit began to glow most ominously for those who focused on the "hasty, slipshod reverse engineering" part of Majimmier's speech, as Pyros quickly put Lennon and Ono in the Drugged up fan's mark 2 Mjolnir armor, to protect the secrets of Majimmier's fusion technology from the Covenant, and also ripped out the Cappuccino machine for good measure.

Majimmier cupped his hands around the special beam cannon and the energy of the blast crackled down his arms, glowing blue lightning about his body, which made the glowing floor in the cockpit ever the more ominous.

Pyros looked out the window at the giant Starship in the distance, and thought for a bit.

"Majimmier, can you also send anybody who wants to help Mauve into that ship? Don't want to leave her on a spaceship alone..."

"Sure! It'll be easy! Why, I bet I could also use my foot to paint out all my negative feelings of sarcasm onto a canvas up your ass as well!"

"Is that a yes?"

"I'm only what YOU made me."

[mauve]

"Eh, that's okay," Mauve said in response to Flare's apology, waving a hand dismissively. "No harm done. Not like some people, who will go unnamed..." She turned her head and coughed loudly, slipping the words RAIDEN AND AHRHA AND PEDRO in between coughs.

She drew her knives, spinning then deftly in her hands.

"All right," she said, following after the Dragoon. "Let's go blow stuff up."

It was going to be awesome.

[Arhra]

Fortunately for Arhra Four, she was behind what little remained of Gaia when the expanding nova hit and so was protected from the blast. She waggled her limbs ineffectually and her mouth moved. Of course, she couldn't speak, seeing she had a giant pea blocking her throat and she was once again in space. She apparently was still upset about this turn of events.

Of course, she'd digest the pea she had successfully swallowed eventually and thus be able to increase her size enough to pass the other pea into her mysterious stomach dimension, but the key word there was 'eventually'. It could take days. Arhra schemed and fumed.

* * *

Over in the Riyal, Arhra Two was much more relaxed. She was currently amusing herself with the antics of Mauve and Rei.

"Do you suppose they've forgotten about the fact this place has surveilance?" she asked Rei Aphrodite. "Oh, and that security team you sent along with Flare.

"You know, item #65 on the Evil Overlord List comes to mind. I've always thought that one's kind of silly though, seeing it would confuse all your staff."

* * *

Faced with Rei making a getaway and otherwise unengaged, Arhra Five made her mecha jet forwards, activating her own portal equipment to try and widen and sustain Rei's wormhole.

If it worked out, whoever was on the other side had better look out - giant robots were coming.

* * *

"Go in, have fun, I'm going to be sitting here enjoying living." Fenris said to Arhra One.

"NOT ON MY WATCH!" Arhra shouted, grabbing the moderator and hauling him through the portal with her.

Like an unstoppable force of nature, Arhra swept into the industrial complex of the RaiRO subdivision, stray lightning still arcing off her. A vaporous trail was pouring off her in a sort of billowy cloak, Arhra wrapping herself in a protective layer of delusion.

"Pedro! My hobo thirsts for your blood!" she cried, holding up Fenris who obviously would prefer to be anywhere but there.

Before any more battlecries could occur, a hole was blasted in the roof.

"Pedro! I am here to shoot you with bullets!" came Arhra's voice.

The compact shape of one of KP's biofighters dropped through the hole, Force cannon charging for another shot. Arhra Three piloted the ship in a steep dive right at Pedro, cannon discharging as she made her bombing run.

[Flarecobra]

I stopped, and frowned as a trio of armed security guards, and I decided to try out a little trick I learned from the RaiROers. My spear flew out, and struck the closest one, leaving a nice slash down his chest, but no real damage was done. The spear returned to my hand. "Ok, needs work." I said, then moved to shield Mauve from incoming fire, a couple shots hitting my armor, and I winced slightly as one managed to punch though. With a glare, I lit up the hall with a fireball, then I felt something else land on me. Looking up, I saw that I had inadvertenly activited the fire-surpression systems.

[PyrosNine]

"FOR SCOTLAND!" Majimmier cried as his fusion ended, and the particle beam attack ripped through his chest. "Oh THAT FEELS-" and Majimmier was heard no more. Except in Rei's erotic electric sheep android daydreams/nightmares.

Those who wished to put an end to Pedro's villainy, were shipped off to NPF by way of interdimensional greyhound, and got stuck sitting next to a fat woman named Marv for the entire trip. Whereupon, they all found themselves on top of NPF's tallest Skyscraper: The "post funny shit thread" which proved to be the longest running and most frequently renamed building in the world. However, there was a young upstart in the way, having something to do with a "Brawl" and a fervent desire to see Megaman.

"Alright! WHERE BE ZE BLACKGUARD? I vill chorp 'em up goot!" Pyros roared, holding a sushi chef knife and wearing a Beret, suffering minor hasty, slipshod teleporter problems.

Those who have wanted to aid Mauve were sweeped at the Riyal, which indubitably had Star Trek like shields which were designed to defend against such boarding tactics.

So, in the interest of everyone not being deflected and sent skyrocketing through the particle stream, they sent Service-man first to "knock".

The Riyal received a hail, bearing this message:

"Uh...I don't know why and how I am here, but could you let me and my friends in? It's kinda cold in outer space and I"m only wearing a very small, poorly covering my waist toga fashioned out of whatever could be found in Majimmier's bathrooms. It was actually hanging off a rack right next to a rosethorn whip. Also, I'm holding a sign that says 'Actually Arhra, I loved you first!' written by someone else's hand and now that I consider my predicament, I probably shouldn't have read that line aloud lest it-"

Then there was a sudden image of a red garbed hand pushing Pyros del SOL into a teleporter.

[mauve]

Mauve flashed a wicked grin as the security team converged on the mage and her new teammate. Purple-black energy crackled along her arms.

The fire extinguishing system was activated. Water droplets cascaded down from the ceiling, splattering against the wide brim of the mage's hat. Those that fell in the vicinity of the magic energy fizzled away into minuscule puffs of steam. Mauve's evil grin widened.

"My turn," she said darkly, the brim of her hat dipping down over her eyes. She raised one hand above her head. Her fingers extended, and suddenly a translucent blue-white shield encircled Flare and herself. Her other hand reached towards the security team. She wouldn't have to divide her attention between spells for long-- Just long enough.

The mage let out a command, and neon bolts of lightning arced down from the ceiling. The thunderbolts connected with the water from the sprinkler system and went crazy. As the electric attack tore down the hallway through the sprinkler-soaked security squad, Mauve turned the entirety of her focus to maintaining the shield until the spell died down.

She hoped the attack would do a decent amount of damage. It would be just her luck to find out that rubber boots were standard issue for all starship personnel, though.

[Flarecobra]

I focused on a healing spell, which easly took care of the bullet wound's hole, and stopped the bleeding, but I still had it inside of me, when ment a bit of pain for me later on when I had a chance. I felt the electical surge hit me, and run though my armor, causing a yelp of surprised pain. Nothing a quick Cure couldn't fix, tossing some to Mauve as well.

[POS Industries]

Meanwhile, in another non-canon NPF universe:

"Pe-chan, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh, Rei, hi," Pedro sighed, sitting at his desk in his office, "Sorry, I was daydreaming a bit, I suppose...."

"About what?" the disembodied voice of the AI inquired.

"Oh, you know how I was planning on becoming a god and destroying everything and then taking over the NPF? And how it never happened because the machine broke down so I decided to just go make a sandwich instead?"

"Yeah?"

"I was just thinking about how that would have gone if we'd bothered finishing it."

TO BE CONTINUED...?