The Warring States of NPF  

Go Back   The Warring States of NPF > Dead threads
User Name
Password
FAQ Members List Calendar Today's Posts Join Chat

 
View First Unread View First Unread   Click to unhide all tags.Click to hide all tags.  
Thread Tools Display Modes
Unread 06-05-2007, 12:59 PM   #11
PhoenixFlame
☢!CAUTION!☢
 
PhoenixFlame's Avatar
 
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Beneath Gensokyo
Posts: 3,668
PhoenixFlame is a name known to all, except that guy. PhoenixFlame is a name known to all, except that guy. PhoenixFlame is a name known to all, except that guy.
Default

Just as Phoenix was about to follow Pedro to the main power conduit...

"Priority Alert."

"Oh, for the LOVE OF!-"

The familiar voice of Raven came over Phoenix's hand device, as the system projected a 3-d map of the spa, and quickly zoomed out and shifted back to Pedrodome. A trio of white objective markers appeared over various blinking red dots, surrounding a number of blue dots.

"Hostile Forces have attacked the Pedrodome. Their size and means of entry are currently unknown."

The 3-D sensors manager zoomed in on the C.R.A.B.

"A giant enemy CRAB has been located at this position... We must eliminate this CRAB to secure the dome. The CRAB is equipped with heavy, nearly impenetrable armor, as well as powerful pincers. However, our scouts have located a weak point."

The 3-D screen closer zoomed in on the CRAB's underbelly.

"Suggest using Phoenixbot to flip over the crab, and then strike it's weak point for massive damage."

"That's great, Raven but-..."

Incoming Transmission!

"-... Dear lord..."

Fembots began to surround Phoenix as the PX-05 replaced her sensors manager, the image slightly betraying the fact she was much larger than normal.

"Unit 05, is tha-"

"Phoenix! We are under attack. I require my beam-scythe at once."

"Could you let me finish!?" Phoenix shouted, punching a Fembot in the head with her free hand, "I'm just a little busy here!"

"I apologise, master, but I require my weapons and emergency repairs at once."

"Very well, code 398-381 Omega, now, leave me alone!" Phoenix sighed incredulously, zapping another trio of fembots with her rifle.

"Priority Alert."

"NO!" And thus, Phoenix squelched Isparlian fleet command moments before Raven was able to inform her that TEN had entered hyperspace.

--------------------------------------------------------------------

Meanwhile, at the Arena...

"NPFers, assemble!" Rei commanded, something Phoenixbot was loathe to obey until she was properly re-equipped. Entering the command code Phoenix had given her to resources command, the Android was met with the cheerful voice of one of the Phoenixcorp routing officers.

"Roger! Support en-route!"

Moments later, a small wooden crate bearing a blue and red parachute landed next to the massive robot, whom had no trouble kicking it open and recovering a REPAIR-KIT[TM], and BEAM-SCYTHE[Also TM]. Now, action could begin!
__________________
"Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic."
-from The Sayings of Muad'Dib by the Princess Irulan
PhoenixFlame is offline Add to PhoenixFlame's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 01:00 PM   #12
Ugainius
Totally Spamming Potions
 
Ugainius's Avatar
 
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: Rep. of Ireland. SUBJECT TO TERMS AND CONDITIONS
Posts: 756
Ugainius will become famous soon enough. Eventually. Maybe.
Default

"SUPRISE" Ugainius yelled as he broke through the floor in front of Pedro and Black. "Wat'cha doin'?" he asked the shocked duo (they had every right to be shocked; Ugainius just escaped a secure Infirmary and head-butted his way through a square metre of concrete).

((OOC: Ah, back to life and entering in the most outlandish way possible.))
__________________
Quote:
Originally Posted by Frostatine
Ugainius is probably going to have some massively more awesome and better informed opinion on this, so have at it.
Ugainius is offline Add to Ugainius's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 01:29 PM   #13
Mesden
There is no Toph, only Melon Lord!
 
Mesden's Avatar
 
Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: Inside of a box inside of a smaller box
Posts: 4,310
Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Mesden can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
Send a message via AIM to Mesden
Default

Several chain guns and a pair of rockets flew toward Mesden as she pushed towards the closer, first line of robo-troopers. Their attacks would've been severely debilitating, had Mesden not been using a very large shield made of very unknown, but very powerful material.

The pattering sound of deflected ballistics and the crashing noise of rockets hitting their supposed mark rung from her general area, but when the smoke cleared, she was still pushing forward, although a bit shakily out of the blast, due to lousy, destroyed arena floor from a combination of explosions and NPFers, as if they were distinguishable anymore!

As fast as she had emerged from the smoke, something came at the robots even faster -- her shield itself. The blades that coated the face began to grow at a rapid pace, and only the more noticeable of the robots (or the ones on protocol to keep watch of her actions) could see her hand feeding energy into the shield from behind. Before the pair of rocketeers could recover from the recoil and reload, they had already lost most of what people consider their limbs to a several extending blades, and after removing their limbs, they enclosed like an ethereal bladed Venus Fly Trap, destroying the bots.

The Chaingunners continued firing, but this was a very bad match for them, so they began retreating while keeping the cover fire going. It was a shame their well performed tactics and quick thinking could not incur the wrath of a force of the universe any less, and with one horrendous swipe of her shield, the elongated blades tore through the robots that had fallen back and even caught a few further back that were attacking other NPFers.

Though, Mesden was assisting her 'comrades' on purpose, it was a convincing gesture none the less!

After her combination of defense and ranged dismembering, Mesden's shield found a new home. With a quick thrust the likes of which even Thor would utter "Daaayyymn.", Mesden drove her trusty shield hard into a solid patch of arena floor. The former lethal blades twisted in their paths and bent in a dome over Mesden. A very sharp, soul destroying dome, but a dome still. More blades wrenched out of her shield as she concentrated on preparing her golden and aquamarine shelter.

Once it had been completed, in rather short time mind you, it was a dome of complete ethereal blade, lethal to the touch for most living beings, and DAMN SHARP for the not-actually-living-like-robots-or-zombies-or-whatever.

Now that she had finished with that, she plopped to the ground, crossed her legs and removed both gloves. She had felt the Crab had a soul, and what better wy to destroy an opponent? The C.R.A.B could feel an outside presence began to chip away at its inner being from somewhere -- no doubt that Soul Deity it had been uploaded information on. Not only that, but from her glorious gold-sapphire prison came light blue billows of energy, seeping outwards, creeping their way towards the crab in an attempt to make a direct connection so she could wreak true havoc on its core.

((OOC: The blue streams are actually her hands flowing out from her body, so she's at kind of a liability for close range fighting (That's why she cleared out nearby robots and made a shelter =P), but as soon as the slow moving spiritual appendages reach the crab, any 'living' component it has will be in a world of very, very ouch and not working. =D

But right now, she's also doing a generic "GRR HURT YOUR SOUL MOVE" From a distance to hurt and distract the C.R.A.B, whom she is very far away from. This is why her 'hands' are moving so slowly, as well. ))
Mesden is offline Add to Mesden's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 02:35 PM   #14
Astral Harmony
Don't Hate Me 'Cause I'm Moe
 
Astral Harmony's Avatar
 
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: Harmonial Sanctum
Posts: 6,798
Astral Harmony will become famous soon enough. Eventually. Maybe.
Default

Armored Bishoujo backed away as the Fembot flood got closer. She wasn't finished relaxing in the spa after her defeat, and wasn't armed to deal with anything. Sure, she was wearing a towel, but not the cosplay "wearing a towel", just wearing a towel. Without the necessary BUTTSECKS or even her sword that were both out of sight, she needed to rely on something else.

"Wait a second. I'm not in the arena anymore. That means...Pinnacle!"

AB sprinted a short distance from where she stood when she called for her mech as the mammoth metal monstrosity crashed through the roof. "Halleluyah," she breathed, and quickly mounted up, closing the hatch behind her. She felt a little weird when she sat down and strapped herself in. "Aw, hell. My goddamned towel!" It must have gotten caught on something and came off when she climbed aboard. It wasn't in the cockpit with her, so she promptly gave up hope. It's not like someone could see inside this thing. Quickly looking at the status monitors, AB confirmed that everything was warmed up and all green. She aimed for the closest Fembots as they broke through the only barrier separating her from them and opened fire with the dual gatling guns and laser cannons. The gatling guns shattered bodies and created lots of holes. The lasers melted flesh and cleanly sliced through the targets. There were still so many Fembots to mow down, though. "I hope I don't run out of ammunition fighting all of these things," AB said, nervously eyeing the ammunition and energy gauges.

Last edited by Astral Harmony; 06-05-2007 at 02:38 PM.
Astral Harmony is offline Add to Astral Harmony's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 03:24 PM   #15
TheBlindMime
IGNORE ME!
 
TheBlindMime's Avatar
 
Join Date: Feb 2005
Posts: 2,218
TheBlindMime will become famous soon enough. Eventually. Maybe.
Send a message via AIM to TheBlindMime
Default

"STOP!" Was all TBM called out in a panic as the fembots began to stretch out his legs like was there own personal Stretch-Armstrong doll. They did. He bobbed his head in surprise, they mimicked this as well. "Oh, oh no." TBM said sadly as he jerked his shoulders up, the right and then the left, the fembots following every move. "I have dance magic?" Curse the gods who forged the Sundered Heart of Chaos!

Or.... praise them. An idea struck TBM, an idea he enjoyed, very much. Pausing to stretch out his muscles before beginning with all the fembots matching his rhythm he smiled before transforming into the best form ever. Ever.

As the smoke cleared it revealed a man with long blond hair, an eye of light blue and the other brown, he was dressed in a black vest with an exceptionally fine white shirt, gray pants and leather boots. A silver necklace in the shape of a C on its side jingled as he grew close to the first fembot. "You remind me of the babe," He said with a tone of longing in his voice as a rhythmic electric piano and synthesizer kicked in.

"What babe?" She replied.

"The babe with the power!" He began a subtle dance that florished with every call and response.

What power?
Power of voodoo
Who do?
You do
Do what?
Remind me of the babe

TBMareth took the lead here, with the Fembots following closely.

I saw my baby,
crying hard as babe could cry
What could I do?
My baby's love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew:

TBMareth started marching his newfound army of fembots out of the spa, all of them desperately trying to find the right spell. Like the other power TBM had received today, he was sure to abuse the dance magic as well.
__________________
President of the Official Zombie Horde: Shambling mess / Friend of Zombie Bear

I was just playing around with my imagination and then everything got INTENSE.
TheBlindMime is offline Add to TheBlindMime's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 03:49 PM   #16
The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk
War Incarnate
 
The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk's Avatar
 
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: The Nexus
Posts: 5,379
The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier. The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is like Reed Richards, but prettier.
Send a message via MSN to The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk
Default

Trying to ignore Arhra and whatever response she might come up with upon being discovered in a compromising position with a robot Hawk moved over towards the back wall of the room. He had just eyed something which he had been looking for since he had arrived in the spa.

"Ahh, an Infinity Chest(TM)." As everyone knows, in all good RPGs/action games/survival horrors one could always find a chest/NPC to deposit a virtually limitless amount of goods in, and no matter which Infinity Chest(TM) you went to, in which ever part of the world it might be, you could always retreive anything that you had previously stored. Apparantly, POS Industries Chests took the form of lockers. Hawk gave this particular locker a good smack and it easily swung open, revealing everything Hawk had handed in when he first signed up. This pretty much consisted of a crap load of assorted weaponry.

Various throwing knives in custom pouches which were strapped to and hidden in various places on Hawks body, a couple of short daggers which were almost throwing knives in and of themselves, a set of meaty wristblades which he attached to his right arm on the reverse side of his Ascalon holster, a large hunting knife in a spring-loaded mechanism which he quickly fastened to the underside of his left arm, a set of pistols (one a .45 Single Action Army six shooter, the other a highly customised Glock 18 machine pistol whose mags were upgraded with Vector Trap(TM) technology allowing for near infinite ammo) which he slung over his hips, not to mention all the ammo which came with them which he stored inside his jacket and finally, the piece de resistance, the Omnigun, a most advanced bit of kit which could morph into just about any projectile weapon with practically any kind of ammunition.

This last one he slung over his back... or he would have had his back not been pre-occupied with the boomer which had found its way back there. Removing the hammer, Hawk lay it down on a table for Fenris to recover whenever he needed and stored his OG.

"Now, shall we get moving?", he asked Arhra.
__________________
Quote:
Originally Posted by Fifthfiend
Nuklear Power Forums: Less of a Shithole Than Most Other Places on the Internet.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Azisien View Post
"ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR I AM A GIANT SPACE TURTLE!!!"
PSN - Hawk_of_Battle

Last edited by The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk; 06-05-2007 at 03:54 PM.
The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk is offline Add to The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 07:22 PM   #17
Raiden
Just a passing through veteran
 
Raiden's Avatar
 
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: On your couch. Yes?
Posts: 5,327
Raiden is so pumped up.
Send a message via AIM to Raiden Send a message via MSN to Raiden Send a message via Skype™ to Raiden
Default

Raiden was busy enjoying himself in the spa. Even with all the fembots running around, it had been quite a while since he'd been able to relax. He was currently enjoying a cup of jasmine tea while listening to Enya over the sound of screams and insane robots.

Of course, that was short-lived.

A fembot shot the cup of tea from his hand, making it splatter on his chest. The tea soaked his red jacket, his fingers trying to dry out the stain.

"...that was good tea. What a waste."

The thunder god stood up slowly, his knuckles cracking as his fists tightened.

"I'll have you know, I'm here from random disqualification, not from actually losing."

His right hand was held up in the air, his fingers crackling with a strange golden electricity. In moments, his Damascus Blade had been summoned from whoever was currently wielding it, and now hung in its master's hand. The hefty metal slumped in his fist, the massive weight being supported by the Thunder God's unnatural strength.

"Now...should I slice you all apart...or simply overload your circuits with an electrical discharge?"

One of the bots got too close to the deity. It was met with a grunt and a slice, the giant blade of starmetal severing the robot in twain and clunking into the floor, creating a gash in the spa tile.

"Seems my choice has been made for me."
__________________
I have a signature. It's a really cool one, too. It's so awesome, you'd pull your eyes out and punch your mother. Sadly, these rules state that my signature is just too darned big. Too much awesome for such a small space. Oh well. You can still punch your mother...if you want...

Fifth and Krylo made me do it.


http://www.animecubed.com/billy/user...sigs/60266.jpg
Be the Ultimate Ninja! Play Billy Vs. SNAKEMAN today!
Raiden is offline Add to Raiden's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 07:43 PM   #18
POS Industries
Argus Agony
 
POS Industries's Avatar
 
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: Gotta go fishing!
Posts: 10,483
POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them. POS Industries will strap all reputation givers to balloons and kidnap them.
Send a message via AIM to POS Industries
Default

Finding its organic components suddenly in agony, the CRAB's fired off several quick laser strafes as it tried to locate the source of this bizarre attack. Tracking energy readings, it locked on target and, firing up its rocket boosters, shot into the air, exposing the glowing blue circle on its underbelly that was still guarded by the two chaingun-wielding robo-troopers who continued firing at anything that caught their sights.

Reaching the apex of its ascent, the CRAB began to fall toward the center of the arena ring, preparing to bring one of its massive claws down straight on the head of its target....



----------------------------

Having sent Black and Ugainius back to rejoin Fenris and Nikose's group, Pedro continued down the corridor until he saw the massive power conduit at the end before him. Before he could get within ten feet of it, however, a massive electric shock sent POS reeling backward, the force of which knocked the cosplay mask and top hat from his head as he soared backward, stopping his heart and leaving his lifeless body smoking on the floor.

About a second later, a bright glow enveloped him and Pedro O'Sullivan rose slowly to his feet, fully restored at the cost of one of his extra lives. "Okay, that was unpleasant... What the hell?"

Wow, what a rush! That 1-Up trick really sped things along!

Pedro whipped around as a strange female voice echoed through his mind. "Who's there? I'm in no mood for games! Well, at least none I haven't rigged, anyway..."

Oh, just your new best friend, the voice telepathically replied as a strange green crystalline entity appeared from under his cape and landed in his hand, Nice of you to finally notice me!
__________________
Either you're dead or my watch has stopped.
POS Industries is offline Add to POS Industries's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 07:47 PM   #19
mauve
So Dreamy
 
mauve's Avatar
 
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Someplace magical
Posts: 6,863
mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare. mauve has indicated, by your reading this, that they are now President and you have to fart gourmet mustard arugula into your Obamacare.
Default

"This just in from the Pedrodome!" Mauve cried into the microphone. "The POS Industries Tower has come under attack by a rival corporation, Doukhobor Laboratories! As you can see behind me, a private box seat has been vaporized and the arena is in a state of chaos. Just moments ago, Doukhobor let his presence be known by firing a missile at the box seats, after which point he unleased a giant enemy C.R.A.B. on the remaining contestants and spectators."

"At present we have no word from Mr. O'Sullivan on the incident, nor have we seen any police involvement as of yet. Currently it seems as though the remaining contestants have joined forces to fight off the giant enemy C.R.A.B. This reporter cannot tell for certain, but it would appear that their strategy might involve hitting the creature's weak point for massive... y'know, I'm not even going to finish that sentence. That joke has been used enough."

Mauve turned back to the fight below her to look for some hope of victory. Wait a second... Why was she just the spectator?! Sure, she couldn't fight the contestants, but nobody said anything about not fighting the giant enemy C.R.A.B.--or whoever anything else this Doukhobor sent out-- if you're not entered in the contest.

"Okay, enough of this," Mauve said, turning off the microphone.

She stood up on the railing of the spectator area and rolled up her sleeves.

"I wanna do something in this game," she said. She extended a hand towards the crab, and the air blurred above its body. Mauve hissed out a command and a recliner-sized chunk of ice formed directly above the crab. The mage withdrew her hand and let gravity take care of the rest.

"I am a reporter!" She said grandly for some reason. "It is my sacred duty to find out what the hell is going on! So I shall go!"

"I am also a mage," She continued. "And as such it is my duty to... I dunno, hurl magic at the thing." She shrugged apologetically to Ecurt, then dropped lightly off the railing to the ground below, in the "ring out" zone of the arena.
__________________
Yoo Hoo!
mauve is offline Add to mauve's Reputation  
Unread 06-05-2007, 08:06 PM   #20
Rhiya Ravenwing
Swallow and Roll Out!
 
Rhiya Ravenwing's Avatar
 
Join Date: Jul 2004
Location: Residing in her personal hell kingdom.
Posts: 2,458
Rhiya Ravenwing has a spectacular disco-style aura about.
Send a message via AIM to Rhiya Ravenwing Send a message via MSN to Rhiya Ravenwing Send a message via Yahoo to Rhiya Ravenwing Send a message via Skype™ to Rhiya Ravenwing
Default

*CRUNCH!*

Rhiya had found a new playtoy. Right now however, it was just a ball of tortured metal and wires, being rolled around in Rhiya's oversized claws. The robot's glowing eyes flickered before shutting down just as Rhiya tossed the ball up into the air and caught and swallowed it in one smooth motion.

The sound of metal being eaten was... quite an intriguing one, if it weren't for the fact it sounded like some sort of car being impounded by one of them car-cube-makers.

*Brzzt*"Retargetting missiles."*Bzzrt*

Two large rockets - the size of one of Rhiya's claws - struck the chaos diamond dragon in the cheekbone and the left eye, causing Rhiya to jerk back in pain.

"AAGH MY SEEING ORGAN! IT HAS BEEN STUNG!"

Blinking back chaos tears that dropped to the ground and ate into the arena floor, Rhiya fixed her unhurt eye on the offending creatures.

[RFS - 80]

*CRNCH*
The robot was a junk yard's dream now.

*TWING*
The mighty tail swept through several rows of robots, impaling them on the deadly spikes and flinging them across the arena, spasming from malfunction.

*CRNCH*
Rhiya's jaws snapped shut over three robots, crushing appendages and weaponry like celery. She swallowed them just as she took another swipe at two robots that blasted rockets at her neck, the effect very much like small stings on her body. She crushed them under a paw as her tail lashed around and bowled through half a dozen more.

Then she noticed the large contraption hurtling towards the arena - particularly, at Mesia. It kind of looked very similar to that of a...

"YAY! SEAFOOD!"

And Rhiya, still peppered by rockets and deflecting machine gun bullets off her tough diamond hide, launched herself in the air, wings outstretched, a gigantic dragon that knows how to eat crabs.

Rhiya swung around in an aerial wide arc, swinging around behind the gigantic crab, before diving down to connect with the back of the metal crab.
__________________
Quote:
Originally Posted by Arhra
No.
Rhiya Ravenwing is offline Add to Rhiya Ravenwing's Reputation  
 


Posting Rules
You may not post new threads
You may not post replies
You may not post attachments
You may not edit your posts

BB code is On
Smilies are On
[IMG] code is On
HTML code is Off

Forum Jump


All times are GMT -5. The time now is 01:14 AM.
The server time is now 06:14:20 AM.


Powered by: vBulletin Version 3.8.5
Copyright ©2000 - 2024, Jelsoft Enterprises Ltd.