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Post by Vitsheep on May 19, 2017 22:12:19 GMT -5
GERMAN SUPLEX
...Eh, just shrug and walk way.
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on May 24, 2017 23:41:57 GMT -5
At the Bonlight
Logan stood his ground, not entirely sure exactly how he should handle this. Obviously, it had gone from an environment of light teasing to a tense staredown when he'd revealed who he was working for. It would have been nice to just turn around and walk, but he felt as if he had to at least try using his words. He was the Ambassador, and that meant maintaining a positive image. Well, at least when it came to very visible public events like this. This meant that he wasn't about to try slugging Bull and Skulk, which he realized was probably a bad idea in general. Bulk was almost a foot taller than him and much heavier.
No, Logan used his words. That was his job, and he stuck to it. “Bulk, I'm not sure what you heard. The United Arms aren't doing the Eruptions to our planet.” The fact that the effect was confirmed to extend into space, or at least all the way to the moon, didn't need to be mentioned. “I know we have lots of countries, but we were actually victims of the Eruption as well. It brought us here years ago.”
Bulk looked like he had to think about this, but Skull picked up the slack for his big buddy. “The Arms might not be from around here, but you ain't no victims. I know the kinda weapons you jerks swing around, and they're, uhh, whats the word you said, Bulk?”
“An errocity!” Bulk clapped his hand on his buddy's back, and took it back. “Yeah, those big useless pieces of crap you ride around in, doin' war! You think you're so smart, clompin' around and killin' people. You know what's really smart?”
“Yeah, you know what's smart?” Skull repeated.
“What's smart?” Logan asked, not wanting to guess.
“Saving the planet!” Bulk nodded like he just said some deep stuff. “You have your little toys, but there's no way you're as good as keeping the place clean as we are!”
Logan was about to ask if they were getting sidetracked from the issue of the Eruption, but it occurred to him that this was entirely correct. In terms of renewable energy, the Arms were pretty stringy. Sure, they were big, strong haunches of figurative muscle when it came to the Action Frames and other things, but they still had to use fossil fuels for their mechas. It seemed that this dislike of the UA was more holistic than he had realized.
“I admire the technology this city was built around so much. Believe it or not, I actually do hope the UA can match the things I've seen since I arrived.” Logan softened his approach, hoping that he could make an actual positive impression instead of just resolving the conflict. “Guys, I know the United Arms might seem like they came into this planet as an invading force, but I'm pretty sure that wasn't how it happened. Now, we seek peace and brotherhood between the worlds.”
“I bet you do, since you're the ones chopping up the world into little pieces! Look, it's obvious!” Bulk raised both his hands into the air, and Logan was briefly convinced that he might be about to be attacked. Instead, the fat dude just started gesturing intensely. “The world all the pieces live in now didn't have the kind of technology you do! Then the volcano blew, and suddenly there you are! Guns ready, robots clankin', ready to kick butt. Now it's the same thing - here you are! It don't add up!”
“Yeah, so subtract yourself outta here!” said Skull, who giggled as if he'd made a clever pun or something.
Logan frowned again. He didn't really know much about the Katsuragi Expedition, except that it was a huge disaster and it led to the dormant but incredible Mount Katsuragi out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. He hadn't thought about it, but it was possible that could be a problem for the current California as it had been for the local world's version. He had very little concrete evidence that could be used to turn the Eruption discussion around, so he decided to try appealing to whatever good nature the instigators had. A few people were staring at the slightly tense standoff by now.
“Guys, I don't know what I can say to make you believe we aren't doing the Eruptions. But I can say that our countries have been hurt by all this too. It definitely hasn't been to our favor, but we're trying to strengthen bonds between the new neighbors to hold off the fighting.” The ambassador held both hands out slightly in front of him, continuing. “I know that Angel Grove in particular has had trouble with the giant monsters, so I switched over here to help. My giant robot, the Wonderchild, has a great record agai-”
“You brought one of those things here?! To Angel Grove?!” Skinny, slick haired Skull looked not only offended but outright terrified. Whatever color he had in his skin drained out in the span of only a few moments.
Logan cringed harder than he had in a long while. It wasn't public knowledge, obviously. There had been notification and forewarning when he was stationed in Japan, but not only was Angel Grove fairly new in terms of linking up infrastructure, he had transferred somewhat suddenly. This was not exactly the best way for people to be learning about the United Arms having their newest signature Action Frame in town, but he had to find a way to recover.
“The Wonderchild and I are here only to help a-” Logan was cut off quickly.
“We don't need the kinda help you bring! Maybe you didn't hear, but Angel Grove isn't defenseless. We have the Power Rangers!” Bulk proudly declared this.
“Yeah! We don't need your soldiers or your ass-dors! We have superheroes, and I bet if they were here they'd kick your butt!” Being reminded of the fact that the city was under protection seemed to give Skull his spine back.
“Actually...” Logan nearly revealed the fact that he was acquainted with the Rangers, but stopped himself before doing so. After all, they were literally present to hear what was being said, watching the entire talk as it happened. It was obvious from his earlier conversations with them that the superteens did not share the sentiment being expressed, but he could not use them as a source because the men he was talking to did not like their civilian identities. He could not rely on the Rangers in any way to make his case, so naturally feelings of frustration were evoked. He resigned himself to merely agreeing. “Yeah, they probably would beat me in any kind of a fight. I'm not here tonight to fight, though. I'm here to have fun, but this isn't what I would call a good time. If I bother you so much, I'll leave.”
With that, Logan turned around and started walking back to the van. He heard a loud sound behind him that could have only been an epic high five, but it didn't matter. He'd tried to defuse the situation and was at least partially unsuccessful. It would have been nice to spend the evening just casually hanging out, but some things just aren't meant to be. It was an awkward walk, but sometimes you need to get the hell out.
Back at the Hotel, the Following Morning (8 days after the last Eruption)
“Come on, I know you must have. You were talking all day!” Logan was sitting on his bed, sipping a glass of orange juice and speaking Japanese.
“No, I swear!” Ikari's face was beat red as he looked over at his friend from his own bed, buttoning his shirt.
The older young man, feeling a lot better after some rest, was not convinced at all by Shinji's assertions. “Really? Where were you when I was dealing with Bulk and Skull?”
“We were watching it happen.”
“No you weren't. I only counted four Rangers. That's why I think you were off stealing a kiss.”
Continuing to glow like Rudolph's nose, Shinji just looked away and paid super close attention to putting his pants on. After a moment, he admitted, “I didn't have time to make a move.”
Instantly, Logan felt bad. It was he who had headed to the van after barely spending time there. He'd assumed he would just wait for them there, but his fellow pilots all ended up following him as he returned. Clearly they understood that he was uncomfortable having his status called out like it was, and as they rode home he'd been assured that they didn't feel the same way about the United Arms. Naturally, their experiences had been nothing but positive. Still, clearly there was an entire category of person who didn't appreciate what he or his faction brought to the table.
“It'd be so easy to make them out to be the bad guys...” Logan groaned to himself, no longer being distracted from the challenging reality.
“Who?” asked the Japanese schoolboy.
“People like Bulk and Skull. They were assholes, but what they were saying wasn't necessarily off.” Logan downed his juice, letting his head hit the pillow behind it. “Changing widespread ideas built up on this planet isn't an easy task. I had hoped the Eruptions would bring enough new people onto the Earth for the Arms to reform their image, but some older ideas from the original natives are clearly getting through.”
“It's because they're the ones telling the story. There aren't as many UA countries to spread ideas from.” Shinji pitched this in, vocalizing something his friend hadn't entirely considered.
“Wouldn't it be nice if the other parts of my job were as easy as the robot fighting?” Logan sighed, feeling like a fairly shit Ambassador and that maybe he should have just been a grunt Action Frame pilot.
Shinji didn't answer, but put on a song. After a few moments of intro, an English speaking male's voice came over the small speaker he'd purchased in a store since arriving.
Wouldn't it be nice if we were older? / Then we wouldn't have to wait so long.
Logan, as usual, didn't recognize the singer or band, but the vocals were lovely and he relaxed slightly. He couldn't just lie around on his hotel bed forever. He was going to have to actually accomplish something, and he knew there were a few things he had to get done. He had to, at the very least, check in on the Wonderchild, meet with the local authorities, and try to make contact with whoever he could from Tokyo-3. Whether it was Misato, the Commissioner, or NERV themselves, he couldn't let the situation there just stagnate.
Choice Time!
>Select what order Logan should take on his three tasks, and make any notes if you have a preference as to how he goes about them.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 24, 2017 23:55:49 GMT -5
Can't solve every problem with German Suplexes, I guess...
Hit up Misato and ask if she can give us a scoop about NERV's mobilization plans. Meet the locals. Then check out Wonder.
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on May 31, 2017 3:51:43 GMT -5
Inside Logan's Rented Convertible Van
For the first time since he arrived, Logan was in his plain grey and white United Arms uniform. Despite the fact that it wasn't the most easy and comfortable outfit in his wardrobe, he felt really great in it. Wearing those colors in general made him feel assured of the cause he was a part of, but the name tag put the cherry on his power-clothes sundae. He was Logan, the Ambassador! No matter what the task, he was ready to do what was right for the countries he was in the service of. In that moment, this meant texting.
“What can you tell me about NERV's plans? I know asking is a huge stretch, but I want things to work out.” Logan sympathized with the purple haired Commander. She was in between a rock and a hard place, and he was just making it even harder.
Thankfully, his message received an answer fairly quickly. “Logan, you suck. >.> I'm trying to keep a low profile and you're texting me for major secrets.” This was true, but another message came in afterwards. “I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you that we have a backup plan. Tokyo-3 won't fall even if Shinji doesn't return, but I really don't think that's the best thing for him.” As Logan thought about what to say back, a third came in. “I wanted us to be a family v.v” That didn't make it any easier.
While he considered that sticky situation, he checked his email over his phone. Thankfully, the local internet had been hooked up globally fairly quickly, so even if it was still a little slower than he was used to, he could still communicate with Arms and local countries. Logan was thankful that EDF protected territory hadn't composed an entire nation, since they seemed to be able to link up with the infrastructure of their equivalent countries fairly easily. This was some kind of a miracle in his eyes, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Anything that made his life a little bit easier was something the pilot was in favor of.
The contents of the diplomat's email inbox were typical and mostly boring, but one in particular stood out. It was from an email address that he did not recognize, mostly just numbers. It was an address local to Japan, based on the .jp suffix, but that was about all he could discern. The title was simple, and in English: “DO NOT RETURN TO TOKYO-3”. Logan found the all caps title somewhat jarring, but the content of the message itself was Japanese. “The police are waiting to see if you return to either of your homes, or the Embassy. Because of what you've done for them, they don't want to arrest you and haven't officially started a search for Mr. Ikari's kidnapper. Please make wise decisions in the future, Logan.”
This was weird and scary as hell – who sent it? Misato, covertly sharing more secrets than she was supposed to? Maybe. Logan was a little confused, but didn't respond. For one, the mail revealed absolutely nothing about the identity of the sender. He assumed the e-address was a throwaway, and anything he sent there would be equivalent to him shouting into the wind. On the other hand, it essentially said all that needed to be – he was not welcome in the city he had been calling his home. This actually felt really shitty, but the odds were pretty good that once the Shinji situation was resolved, he could return and everything would be fine. That was the hope, anyway. The worst part would be the fact that he'd have to let his hold on the little apartment back there lapse.
A more pressing issue was the fact that his United Arms app was pinging. “You will meet with the mayor of Angel Grove at 2 PM in her office.” That was all the starkly designed application said, but as usual, they'd come through for him.
A Garage Full of Gizmos, Around 6 PM
“What's that one do?”
Logan was pointing at a small piece of machinery. The room he was in was full of them, but one that was currently mounted on the ceiling had taken his interest. With him was the Blue Ranger, Billy Cranston, who also happened to own the makeshift workshop. They'd met up as he was departing City Hall, and Logart had been talked into checking out the goods. He'd never actually had an opportunity to hang out with the guy one on one, so it seemed like a decent chance to get to know him slightly more intimately. Plus, there were machines involved and he liked those a lot.
Basically, the experience was about as nerdy as he'd expected it to be. As it turned out, the Blue Ranger was not just some average egghead, but in fact an inventing genius. He had access to all kinds of products of his own development, most of which were just attempts at typical quality of life things. Enhanced shaving cream, self-adjusting tires for varying weather conditions, and a homemade SETI-equivalent were all on display, and had been happily pointed out as complete successes. Far beyond the joy these brought, it was the slender device that Logan asked about that really made Billy happy.
“That one's special.” said the brown haired young man. He beamed with pride, explaining, “It was the first successful robot arm I ever built. Actually, it's the only robot arm I've ever built. Sometimes when I work on projects, it helps to be able to have an extra limb to work on the finer details.” He pointed upwards, and confirmed that it could be moved around the perimeter of the room on a track. “I have it set up so it can be used anywhere I need it, but the real reason I built it was because I like robots.”
Logan smiled back, enjoying a sense of building kinship with his host. “Who doesn't? They're awesome, and they let us protect the world.”
“They sure do...” Billy mumbled, before trailing off. He took one of his overall straps into each hand, and sort of started groaning awkwardly.
“You okay, B?” asked Logan, who was a little bit weirded out by the reaction.
“DotheUnitedArmshaveanythingtodowiththeeruptions?” blurted out the late teen, cringing even as he said it.
The greyhead was floored. “That's a joke, right? Not an actual question? You weren't off kissing Kim like Shinji was, I know you heard what I said.”
Billy C averted Logan's gaze, and was obviously uncomfortable with having offended his guest. “No, I did! You must believe me, I invest no brainpower into the things that come out of Bulk and Skull's neanderthal and/or cro magnon mouths. It's just...” Billy trailed off once again, but found it within himself to look back at Logan's face. “I came up with that theory independently. When information became available about the world we're now a part of, I immersed myself in the history, geography and political scene. It's just so easy to believe that a group with access to mass-produced mecha would be manufacturing these circumstances to further their influence. Even though we have the Zords, I was scared when I realized the scope of the United Arms forces.”
“I'm sorry you don't trust me enough to believe what I said publically.” uttered the battle ambassador. “It was the truth – as far as I know, the United Arms has nothing to do with the Eruptions, but I personally will do the best I can to mitigate the problems they bring.”
“I know. I totally suck for even asking. I just had to be totally sure!” The inventor was blushing, and clearly didn't feel like 'the smart guy' in that moment. In an attempt to change the subject, he asked “How was your meeting with the mayor?”
Logan was quite glad he'd asked! “Mayor Carrington? She's awesome! When I heard it was going to be an older lady, I wasn't sure that being in league with superheroes would do me much good. I'm sure you know she's a huge fan of the Power Rangers, right?”
Blue sheepishly adjusted his glasses, admitting, “She really is. 'The Heart and Muscle of Angel Grove', she calls us. Sometimes I think being based in the city causes more problems than we solve.”
“Well, at least there aren't any problems politically. I've been granted full authority to deploy the Wonderchild within the city limits, so there probably won't be issues with the law.” Logan was glad he had a reprieve for a change instead of another challenge to have to deal with. “You wanted to see that thing, right? Shall 'we' go see the 'W-E'?” The ambassador raised his eyebrows repeatedly.
Back in the Van
“Yeah, it's a little bit of a drive. Angel Grove is pretty dang spread out.” Billy sighed, riding shotgun. Of course he'd said yes!
“It's okay. It's not like we're in a rush, right? I have nowhere else to be today.” Logan was perfectly comfortable driving around the unfamiliar city with his 'guide'. Any awkwardness from earlier had evaporated entirely. Unfortunately, before he had a chance to answer, his United Arms application began playing an ominous staccato over and over on his phone. Since he wasn't the type to be on his phone while driving, he asked Billy “Can you handle that?”
Nodding, the science guy grabbed Logan's cell phone off the dashboard. “Ah!” he shouted, being surprised at what came up when he passed the lock screen by holding it up for the owner to tap in its password. He probably wasn't trying to look at classified messages, but the content was immediately evident when the app opened.
It was a giant mantis. A staggeringly tall, all black colored giant praying mantis, with segmented eyes and mammoth wings. It was simultaneously both gross and kind of cool, with 4 limbs that looked like they'd carry it across the ground and two brutal looking claws on its 'arms'. The insect did not look friendly, either – based on the image, it looked like it was heading straight for power lines! Logan generally would hate to have to fight a creature with so many tiny little eyes, but the fact that the app had brought it to his attention meant that the UA considered it his responsibility. It was a damn good thing that he was already on the way, but he was burning through daylight.
“Do you know where this is?” asked Logan simply.
Billy looked closely and answered, “Based on the scenery, that's right on the outskirts of the city. Logan, I can't come with you to the W-E. I need to rendezvous with the other Rangers and mount a Dinozord offense.”
Logan figured as much, and shot him a thumbs up. “Do it.” he said.
The next thing Billy said was “It's Morphin Time!” before thrusting forward a device Logan recognized as a Morpher and following up with “Triceratops!” Right there in the vehicle, a small flash of blue light surrounded the younger guy, and immediately afterwards Logan found himself sitting next to the Blue Ranger in costume. “What's your plan, Logan?”
Choice Time!
>”I'm headed straight there. I'll grab the Wonderchild and engage the mantis before it gets too dark and impedes visibility.”
>”I'm with you guys. If you're going to launch, let's fight together.”
[b]If the first choice is taken...[/b]
>Go in with extreme unbelievable violence. This thing is looking to do serious damage to the city, clearly!
>Go in defensively. No need to rush, winning is what matters.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 31, 2017 6:27:54 GMT -5
Together!
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Together we Ride
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jun 7, 2017 5:27:58 GMT -5
On the Way to the Makeshift Embassy
“I have to engage this thing asap, we can't risk it doing serious damage to the power grid.” Logan answered, successfully avoiding sounding as nervous as he was. Cleverly, he though to ask a pretty crucial question of Billy before the latter got out of his car and left. “Do you know anything about this monster?”
The superhero in the passenger seat held his chin thoughtfully, before freely sharing the information he had. “It has nothing to do with Rita. Zordon can detect when they send monsters to Earth without fail, and he always alerts us as fast as he possibly can.” He thought for another moment, then raised his right index finger toward the ceiling. “It's from the order 'Mantodea', from a scientific standpoint. They're egg laying insects, common to warm climates. Sometimes the females of the species cannibalize their mates.”
“I'm not going to screw this thing. Anything that might help in a fight?” Logan's voice when he asked had a hopeful tinge to it.
“Yes. Their forearms are good at holding prey in place, they're evolved for that specific purpose.” Taking a second (offered) look at the picture, he analyzed and made a conclusion. “I don't think it can fly. The wings are too small to lift something with such mass, even though some mantises are known to take to the air. Also, they're usually diurnal. The darker it gets the more you should be able to brutalize it. Ok, I'm out.” Billy high fived Logan before exiting the vehicle the usual way and hauling extreme ass down the street on foot. It seemed like he had minor superspeed, but it was likely that this was just the result of his legs being enhanced just like the rest of his physique was in Ranger form
Logan, on the other hand, was left driving as quickly as he could without getting pulled over. He was almost there.
The Wonderchild's Current Home
Well, it wasn't quite what the pilot had expected. That was the first thing he noticed, but it was basically impossible for that not to be the case. Obviously, he didn't expect a customized Embassy with its own warehouse to house his precious machine, but it was literally located among a bunch of cars on sale. It turns out, this was what the app had meant by “downtown”. It wasn't even a physically secured dealership, just a typical outdoor lot of cars. Yes, it wasn't just any kind of car dealership – this was a used car lot. There were even salesmen walking around, pitching cars to actual customers right as Logan parked. He tried to avoid thoughts of how safe such a place was for his precious mecha, and instead unwrapped it as fast as he could, undoing simple ropes and unveiling it from under the cloth wrapping they had it in. Since it was still on a metal platform that had presumably been delivered with it, he was able to see it all.
Despite the brutal battle the Wonderchild had been in, it looked to be in ideal shape! Dings and breaks in the armor and machinery had all been patched up, and the exterior was squeaky clean. It was gorgeous, and Logan felt an extreme sense of pride looking at it. Curious, he took a glance at the W-E's left hand, and was rewarded with a view that amazed him! It was a series of interlocking chunky mechanisms, all wrapped around his robot's wrist like a bracelet. Just as he'd hoped, not only had the Arms repaired his mecha, they'd found time to install the upgrade, too! “Now it's time to do my share.” he said to nobody as he climbed into the hatch that he always did, right under the left arm.
Inside, everything was A-OK as usual: pristine, calming white goodness wall to wall. He slid into his seat, and things started to feel like they were back to normal. The handles fit right into his hands, and he was greeted with a familiar voice. “You have arrived quite quickly, swift Logan.” It was Adam the computer, and he seemed much the same as he ever was. Even before he stood his machine up, the pilot felt capable, empowered and ready to do some serious asskicking.
“Yes I have, Adam. I assume they pulsed you the info, then. Everything working well on the local web?” Logan patted the console in front of him, being careful to avoid the buttons.
“Impeccably. Angel Grove's networking is top notch.”
“Then let's go score another notch. For our belt. For winning. Because we're- you get the point.”
No, Adam did not get the point. He hadn't been programmed to handle poorly phrased turn of phrase.
Angel Grove Power and Efficiency, Under Attack!
There it was – all legs and eye-segments, looking like murder in insectoid form. A very important fact that occurred to Logan once he was finally mech-to-face with it was the fact that once again, he was at a size disadvantage. It was really pissing him off, having to constantly fight things bigger than him. The Wonderchild was a badass, top mech, and he was ready to prove it to the praying bastard in front of him. He'd been discussing how best to do that with Adam on his (fairly fast, thanks to his mecha's swiftness), and they'd decided that running in like some god of death would be ridiculous.
After all, it seemed like the situation had gone from bad to worse in the limited time it had taken him to arrive. Not only had it been chopping down wires and breaking electric towers, it had followed the flow of power to a huge source of it – the building responsible for overseeing power service to the entire region of the city! It looked like a huge and sturdy building of concrete and metal, but the unnamed mantis had already started cracking open the exterior with its titanic forearms. Instead of applying a stealth assassination attempt or anything stupid like that, Logan went in with all the grace and subtlety of six bulls in six simultaneous China shops. Before anything else, he shouted fairly loudly over his microphone, hitting the button for exterior voice projection. It wasn't super loud like the Zords, but it would hopefully get some attention onto him and not the building that he'd followed a trail of damaged power lines towards. “Hey, Praying Bastard! Look at me!”
The giant bug paused for a moment, before turning around and facing straight toward the W-E. Perhaps in response to the yelling, it started a high-pitched hiss that sounded quite appropriate for a creature of such uncommon size. Logan was a little bit intimidated by the taller and overall larger monster, but he stood his ground. “Hissssss!” he said back, using his own voice to poorly imitate the sound that the foe made while he waved the Wonderchild's lithe, serpentine arms around. “Some things in nature respond to making yourself look bigger and more aggressive, right Adam?” he asked, not broadcasting this question over the speakers.
“I'm afraid I don't have that information, sir.” was said in Adam's monotone voice.
In spite of this disappointment, the taunting nature of Logan's behavior seemed to be picked up on by the brutal mantis. It had a response of its own, and this was to start scratching its forearms together, like they were a pair of knives sharpening each other. The sharp, slicing sound of the arms sliding across one another was a fair showing of just how deadly they would be, and it hissed once more. Finally the kaiju turned its whole lower body towards Logan and his mecha. He had gained its full attention, and it looked like it was trying to scare him away.
“Oh, you like that? Man, wait till you see this one!” Logan whipped the beam saber out of its holster using the right arm, and lit it up! 8 PM had come and gone, and with it was disappearing the last of daylight. This was a bigger problem than one might think, since the power in a fairly large chunk of the city had already been knocked out, and the Wonderchild didn't have infrared or any kind of scanning technology that would let him fight an enemy he couldn't get a good visual look at. Thankfully, his beam saber's blade was composed of energy, and would provide at least a little bit of light. Rather than producing an intense beam like a flashlight, it was the equivalent of having a candle that happened to be a sword. Because of that, Logan made the choice to work it, whipping the right arm around and doing slice after slice into the air. It was a show of pure bravado and technology, and also what Logan would probably refer to as a stalling tactic. He didn't really want to get involved in such a huge fight alone, but neither did he want to just waste time to be rescued by superheroes.
“Rwa!” he roared, starting a motion like he was leaping forward to attack, but holding back at the last moment and staying in place with his sword. His handlework was spot-on, and it did its job of spurring the mantis to action! Unluckily for him, it wasn't a charging gesture like he'd hoped it was. Instead, the creature used its flexible arms to snatch up one of the tall and wire-wrapped towers, throw it into the air and smack it towards the Wonderchild! It was all a very swift movement, and therefore Logan was only partially able to dodge it. Naturally, with a quick jerk of his handle he was able to avoid the shaft of the pole. The whole situation was undeniably somewhat phallic, but the actual problem for the Actionbassador was that the thick, rubbery wires that brought energy around the area got caught around his machine's torso. It wasn't enough to restrict his movement much, but he had the pole itself tethered to his machine by this.
“Hey! Don't put this kind of crap on my robot!” Logan yelled out of frustration, continuing to banter with a villain that either didn't speak any human languages or just didn't have the slightest interest in what he had to say. In its freaky insect eyes, combat was clearly in full swing, since it was now breaking up the ruins of a building it had obviously crushed in its path towards AGP&E. This wasn't just for satisfaction, as the fiend was now slapping large and heavy pieces of building towards the Action Frame at a frightening clip! Using the best strategy he could think of, he dodged as best he could without wasting energy with the vernier thrusters. While he was able to dodge a fair amount of the oversized hunks of building material, more than a few of the relentless projectiles made contact with his robot.
“Armor holding,” stated Adam simply, confirming Logan's hope that this wouldn't damage his robot's functionality.
That didn't mean he was just going to stop and get hit – no, once the hugest bit yet was launched by the mantis, he made his move. Putting away the sword, the young man used both of his mecha's arms to grasp the heavy metal pole and smack the slab of steel and brick straight back at the mantis! As it was occupied throwing more bits, it wasn't able to protect its chest and it whacked with its own makeshift weapon! Logan felt like he was a pro baseball player, as he had timed the absolutely perfectly, and used just enough force to not compromise the integrity of the thick wall! He made a mental note to mention this part of the fight to Shinji, who liked baseball quite a bit.
Angry and obviously in pain, the opponent hissed and finally started advancing physically. Obviously, if you can't just slap things at your 'prey', you may as well go in for the kill. “I guess that's ok, too.” said Logan, as he considered just how he would take this thing on. This was going to be tricky, as all daylight had officially faded. It was now quite dark.
Choice Time!
>Logan decided to be as subtle as possible. He would rip the hard and thick pole off his mecha, and start sneaking around. As long as he doesn't turn on his weapons, he should be able to hide around corners, using the nearby buildings to confuse the mantis. Then, he would rush in and start trying to cut off one of the legs it used for mobility.
>Logan decided to just go with the pole thing. It was big and heavy and maybe that was what he needed. It was time to go bug-squashing!
>Forgoing all subtlety, Logan would become a bright shining light and entice the enemy into a truly rash assault! If he charged the Triad Cannons, pulled out his sword and turned on the smaller, shoulder mounted lights on the W-E, maybe he could try a bullfighting-style strategy!
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Post by Vitsheep on Jun 7, 2017 11:01:26 GMT -5
I know it's not the tactically best answer, but the idea of using the pole as a smasher is too good to pass up.
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jun 12, 2017 6:42:31 GMT -5
The W-E vs Unknown KaijuIt wasn't a difficult choice, or even anything approaching one. The greyclad pilot had a chance to be a badass and incredible bug smasher and pro baseball player at the same time, and that outweighed any possible tactical benefits. It just felt really good batting the shards away, and he wanted more of that exhilarating feeling. He probably could have gotten himself disengaged from the pole, but that would have been way less fun. “Adam, you can connect to the web, right? Please cue up that funny little song. You know, the one they play at sports games. Have it ready to play it when I say so.” Logan winked into the cockpit's camera. “I will search for it.” said Adam dutifully, accepting his pilot's silly behavior just as he would any other decision. Keeping that in mind, Logan figured that he had better get focused on the how and why of taking out the bug with his makeshift battle implement. By flipping on his machine's shoulder mounted lights, he was able to get a little bit of a look at the mantid. Thanks to this, though, the big ugly one would also get a decent look at where he was. Such was life when one was in a city the size of LA, but with light standards designed to let the citizens get a look at a decent amount of actual stars. That is to say, he wasn't getting a terrific amount of light filtering in from the rest of Angel Grove. Because of this, it was difficult to judge a lot of things, like whether the buildings around him were occupied. Surely a decent amount of people had likely fled when the monster began its rampage, but it was entirely possible that some people were still around, either trapped or too afraid to make an escape. The monster thought none of none of these things. Instead, it just charged, closing the distance between it and the Wonderchild. This was the moment of truth. Logan had his implement, and he was looking to squash a goddamn bug! Sure, it wasn't technically huge enough to be an actual swatter, but it was quite large compared to the W-E's slender and lithe arms. In order to adopt a new stance he hadn't used previously, Logan adjusted his mecha to stand slightly sideways compared to his target. In the last moments before physical contact, he kept the camera whose feed was currently the 'main' footage focused on the upper body of the gross brownish black nemesis. The first sound that rang out was a loud clacking sound – Logan swung his new favorite huge metal electrical pole, and the mantis blocked it with its thick forearms. The beast put them together in front of its chest and face, resembling a bit of a boxer in the process. Clearly, based on the fact that it pushed the weapon away (and the W-E with it), it was not interested in getting the full brunt. How damaging could it possibly even be, though? It was just a damn pole. Logan wasn't dismayed in the least by being blocked, though. He swung once again, and a third time immediately after. Deep horizontal swipes were they, and the grindy, smacking sound of metal and unnaturally strong chitin continued to fill the area. The strategy wasn't yielding the results he wanted, so he needed to mix it up. “Git yoself beat, boy!” shouted Logan, poorly imitating an American southern accent and activating the vernier thrusters on his legs. On command, the Action Frame jolted, performing a short hop before juking to the right. The goal was to position himself off-center in comparison to the monster, jumping about a road's distance to the side. Thankfully, this tricky little maneuver was a success, and Logan followed up by swinging both of his handles. The W-E smashed the unnamed mantis's side, and it hissed in pain for the first time! Now he had a formula ready to go, even though the monster turned to face him immediately after being hit. He pulled off the same move again, jumping to the left and this time literally rocketing under a pair of vertical slices from the sharp, clawlike forearms of his foe. As before, he went whacking, and smashed it into the insect's other side! Not only did it deliver another satisfying smack, the remnants of the electric charge that were inside of the pole seemed to jolt in along with the physical impact. There was still no sign of the Power Rangers. Logan wasn't too happy about this, but he made do in light of being able to do exactly nothing about it. He probably wouldn't admit it out loud, but he personally thought it would also be nice to have Eva 01 and it's AT Field in the battle. That was out of the question, though he at least had the pole to keep him company and protect him. That was pretty good. And anyway, Shinji was currently acting as a distraction, his ringtone going off on Logan's phone. He would deal with that after the fight. At the moment, he was focused on getting in more bashing. At the moment, though, it was going to have to take a backseat. The brutal sitnam (which, in case there was any doubt, is mantis spelled backwards) had finally gotten Logan into a bad position – the last jump had left him directly in between a brick, warehouse like building and a set of nasty slicers. If the fight was well-lit, this would never have happened, and the diplomat wasn't happy about this fact. The freak just kept cutting and cutting! If Logan had let go of the pole, which he was holding in front of his machine to stop his unit from being cut to ribbons, he would have been pretty screwed! Thankfully, he was not, and despite getting a large glancing blow on the top of the Bulletproof Vest, he was able to launch himself straight forward just as soon as he saw enough space! He was going directly in range of the knifelike forearms, and as one would imagine, he got grabbed! The mantis obviously meant to hold him down, but it was too late – the flexible, segmented arms of the Wonderchild had been directed to hold the pole straight up over itself, before bringing it down square on the equally-segmented left eye of the bug! It was a direct hit, and made a gross fleshy sound as it made contact! Instantly, the arms let go of the Logan's robot, and went towards the defender's face. Obviously, his bash had inflicted some intolerable pain! Monster's Roar: That was just the beginning, though! Smoothly and with deliberate intent, Logan smiled as he went crazy with his handles. “Hit it, Adam!” yelled the excited pilot, ready to hear that sports song. Logan instantly recognized the opening notes of Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes, which had been played at the baseball game they had attended the night after the controversy. “No Adam, not that song! The charge song! Dududu-dahdahdah, charge! Whatever, leave it!” Logan didn't have time to Youtube that silly little organ tune for himself, and instead just brutalized the mantis with the rock song backing him up. The pole, breaking down though it was, still had enough durability in it to be used for a destructive series of opportunistic bashes to the mantis' stomach, face, side, and even front legs! It wasn't fast enough to defend once it was in tremendous pain, and Logan was just able to bash, crush, and eventually stab through the giant fiend's head once and for all! Throughout the whole experience, it didn't stop screeching and hissing. Finally, it seemed that thanks to a little bit of vernier knee grease (a lot like elbow grease, but for legs) and the mighty pole, the mantis was dead! Logan grinned inside his cockpit, realizing this was the first time he had ever actually won a robot fight entirely on his own! Undeniable gross bug guts and juices had gotten everywhere, but that was a small price to pay. “I rock! Adam, did you see that?!” he asked, knowing the answer was yes. “Proud Logan, the EDF is on the line.” He didn't even wait for Logan to confirm this before putting an older looking American man in a lab coat was on the main screen. “Ambassador, the monster you're engaged with is called Kamacuras!” he shouted, ignoring pleasantries. “It is a known kaiju, the likes of which have fought even against Godzilla!” “Don't worry, professor!” Logan said, despite the fact that 'professor' was very unlikely to be his actual profession. “I already won the fight! Kamacuras is officially dead!” He wasn't smug, just super overjoyed he won the fight with very minimal damage to his robot. “What?! Dead? All three of them?!” “Oh god.” said Logan, as he heard the hissing once again, literally twice as loud as before. Skittering and stepping out of the same direction from which the first game, two additional specimens of Kamacuras came running. Logan was ready to steel himself for another fight and hope the Power Rangers would arrive, but they were nowhere in sight. “I gotta go Professor. Can you guys send any support?” “It'll be a while.” the old, bespectacled guy admitted. “That'll have to do.” said Logan, but what would not be a while was a third, non Kamacuras giant monster following the two! This additional attacker was a gargantuan bright green lizard. Lacking bipedal locomotion like Godzilla, the zard (which resembled nothing more than a huge gecko), made up for it in strangeness by having a bunch of titanic shards of bright green crystal embedded all along its spine! It was a surprising sight, but once it started roaring and pounding its tail against the ground, the two Kamacuri whipped around in surprise and hiss-screeched at it! They completely ignored the W-E! Ready to shout 'Adam, charge the Triad Cannons' at the first sign of this changing, Logan watched as the two insects snapped and sliced, while the lizard tried to make contact with its jaws. Their 'fight', if it could be called one, came to an abrupt end as a loud whirring sound cut through the night air. Before Logan could even identify the source, a shining beam of light followed the sound – and not just any light, the pilot was able to spot it in midair and notice that it resembled an arrow shot from some kind of freaky energy bow! Logan jumped out of the way, but it didn't even come near him. However, in a wide hooking arc, the bright arrow stormed straight through the physical forms of all three monsters! The Kamacuras instantly burst, spreading additional bug gore in a variety of directions, but the lizard didn't. Instead, it popped like a balloon. “Wait, what?” said Logan, using his cameras and the shoulder-mounted 'flashlights' to try getting a look at what happened to the lizard. All he could spot in the general area was a tiny green stone of some kind, but looking around was not entirely fruitless. In the near distance, standing atop some rocks, was a giant humanoid. It was far bigger than his robot, and even in the dark he could tell it had too many arms. It was a horrifying creature with a mane of hair that made its silhouette difficult to discern. Logan was trying to figure out what to do, since he could only illuminate a small part of it. “Corgan!” shouted Kimm over his main screen, the Pterodactyl finally arriving on the scene by descent from the sky. Based on the sounds coming from the direction she had, the other Rangers were also soon to show up. However, Logan took his eye off the giant for a moment too long. The second he looked back, it was walking away, and a quick glance back at where the lizard fell revealed that the crystal was gone! If he wanted to find out who had helped him out, he would have to make that decision quickly. Choice Time!>”Kim, you have the fastest unit! Follow that humanoid!”
>Logan didn't feel the need to chase this mysterious benefactor at the moment. He had been spared having to fight additional mantises, so he was grateful enough. He decided to let them go for now.
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Post by Vitsheep on Jun 14, 2017 23:27:25 GMT -5
Eh, we'll see mystery bro later.
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jun 15, 2017 7:20:56 GMT -5
Angel Grove Power and Efficiency
“I did it, Pink! This was a pretty easy fight for me, sorry if you were worried!” Logan smiled into the camera as he quickly changed the subject. There was no need to involve the Power Rangers in some chase to invade someone else's privacy. Instead, he decided to make the focus on himself! Even though the unknown archer was obviously someone who it would be good to keep tabs on, he was certain that if it was meant to be, their paths would cross in the future or he would otherwise hear about them. He was too exhilarated, having decisively and easily beaten his opponent. Sure, he'd gotten help with the other 3, but that wasn't actually part of his fight. The professional diplomat had already decided this.
“Like, whoa. You really went ham! I ain't mad though,” said the young woman as she leveled off the flight pattern of her robot into something in between hovering and gliding. It seemed she was surveying the battle site.
“Well, yeah. I think it went well. My robot, Adam and I managed to avoid most damage during the fight. I'll have to tell you how it went later.” Logan was still grinning like a fool, as if that goon was really satisfied at having successfully killed a bug.
“Rats!” shouted the Yellow Ranger through the comms, as she and the other Zords arrived at the grid management center. “Ambassador, are you hurt at all? We should have gotten here faster, I knew it.”
One person who wasn't fretting over the late arrival was the Blue Ranger. “Three of them, huh? Wow, have you discovered an entirely new species? That's morphenomenal!” He was so taken that he actually jumped out of his Triceratops mecha, bounding towards the giant blackish brown corpses to take a closer look.
“Uh, I don't know about that. I actually talked to the EDF, and they knew about them. They said they were called Kamacuras and there were only three in total, so we don't have to worry about them anymore.” Logan winked at the camera, and using his handles to make his giant robot pump its fists. Realizing that it still was attached by wires, Logan finally started removing the crumbling remnants of his beloved electricity pole and untangling the wires off the Bulletproof Vest.
“Oh.” said Billy through his mask. He sounded as if Logan had just told him his dog had been run over by a car. “I guess it's a stupid question, but did the mantids really all have to die? That's...” The teen trailed off completely, continuing his visual inspection and leaping from mantis to mantis.
Thinking that the giant had surely received enough time to get away, Logan admitted the truth. “Actually, I didn't beat all three of these things. After I killed the first Kamacuras, two more showed up. The weird part? They looked as if they were already in a fight with some weird green lizard with crystal parts.”
“A green lizard? What, did it run away?” asked the Black Ranger, and rightfully so in light of the fact that its only remain had been whisked away.
“Eh, nah. Actually, it died from the same thing that killed the other two Kamas – an arrow of light through their bodies.” Logan tried to deliver this fact casually.
“An arrow? You better not be screwing with me, Corg! Did they give you a bow and arrow? I'll sue you for weapon infringement!” Pink sassed over the video comms, her voice a tad more shrill than usual.
“I... didn't fire it.” There was the other shoe.
“Uh, who did? I may need to smack a fool, depending on what your answer is!” Kimberly was more concerned about there being another archer around, obviously.
“I didn't see them very well. I'm pretty sure they're gone now, but I really want them to be a new friend! The more good guys the better, right?” Logan tried to seem excited instead of worried that there was someone out there who could take down 3 (admittedly somewhat weaksauce) kaiju with a single attack.
“So someone else killed them... No.” The Blue Ranger was examining one of the mantises that had arrived after the first one. “I think they were... getting ready to mate. This one had eggs, but she'll never have a chance now.” There was a tone of finality and defeat in the young Mr. Cranston's voice that Logan had never heard in the short time he'd known him.
“Sounds good to me! We don't need those kinds of babies around.” Jason cracked a joke from inside his mecha, joining in the conversation. Everyone laughed at the thought of killer mantis babies, and the gloomy atmosphere was quickly dispersed.
In truth, not everyone laughed. Specifically, Billy didn't. Sounding like he was ready to cry, he quickly shouted at the others. “This is horrible! If what Logan says is true, it's possible they wouldn't have even left the nest to hurt anyone if the lizard hadn't been agitating them with attacks. Don't you all remember what Zordon told us? There were reports of skittering bug sounds, but they were far outside the city!”
“BL, calm down. We kill monsters all the time. It's what we do, we're the Power Rangers!” Kim was clearly as peeved by her teammates concern as she was about 'weapon infringement'.
“Not like this! Rita sends us screwed up custom built horrors! This was just a giant bug, and a tiny population at that!” The guy in the tight blue suit started rubbing his hands together slightly, nodding. “I'm going to take a few eggs and try to see if I can use material from the other one to fertilize them.”
“Uh, no you're not.”, “Nope.” and “Hell no!” were what Kim, Jason and Zack instantly said in response to Billy's assertion.
“Rude! Blue, if you want to try and preserve these creatures, you are noble indeed. I think you should try.” The Yellow Ranger stood stalwart against the rising tide of public opinion, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“Logan, back me up! You think I should try and save the eggs, right? Please? Please!” Billy was horrified at what his teammates wanted to let happen, and was clearly desperate even though his mask hid his facial expression.
Back at City Hall
Once again, Logan had found himself exiting the ultra-modern building used by the city of Angel Grove. Unlike his visit with the mayor earlier, which was just establishing contact, he had been called in to be thanked personally this time. If Mayor Carrington had liked him earlier, the fact that he'd protected AGP&E successfully had truly sent her into full fangirl mode. From what she'd been told, the damage to the power distribution center was mostly cosmetic. Despite the power lines being ripped to shreds, long-term damage would be minimal, and teams were already working to restore power to the affected areas. It was obvious to Logan that if he'd gotten there much later, it would have been a far worse and longer-lasting problem. So far, his job as Ambassador to the US had gone smoothly!
Nonetheless, he was tired, and was honestly ready to just ride his mecha back to the hotel instead of properly locking it up over at the car dealership. However, as he walked past a large fountain full of jagged, black stone cliffs and myriad waterfalls that cascaded over them and fed into one another, the heavyset guy noticed a small news van and a professional looking girl in a pencil skirt and a white button-down shirt. She was carrying a microphone, and had a small crew with her. Because of this, it was difficult for Logan not to notice her. She waved cutely, and beckoned for Logan to come. Naturally, he was happy to oblige despite being tired. Local media was likely to be a strong venue to promote good will towards the UA, and that was after all his job.
“Mr. Ambassador, welcome to Angel Grove! I'm sure you've heard that a million times.” The woman, who looked about as young as Logan but was almost certainly not, seemed pleased that he'd followed her request. They clearly weren't rolling, though.
“Somewhere around that number! It makes me feel good each time, though.” As Logan said this, his phone buzzed. “That's right,” he though to himself, “I was supposed to get back to Shinji. Well, I'm sure he's fine.”
As he quickly checked to see what it said, the newswoman asked, “Do you mind if we do a quick bit on camera? It shouldn't take much of your time, but I'm sure someone in your position must have plenty to say to the public.”
However, around midway through her question, Logan's face contorted into a horrified mess and he stopped hearing what she said. The message that had made his phone buzz wasn't from Shinji, it was from Misato.
“TWO ANGELS CONFIRMED. PLEASE STOP SCREWING AROUND AND BRING SHINJI HOME ASAP.”
Episode 6 – Do You See What Eyes See Complete
Choice Time
>Logan tried not to think about what he just saw and decided to just the woman's questions as best as he could. It was his job. Once he got done with that, he had to get Shinji back to his home country.
>Logan tried not to think about what he just saw and decided to just the woman's questions as best as he could. It was his job. Once he got done with that, he had to get back to Shinji and make sure he was ok, and wasn't being coerced to return.
>Logan refused as politely as he could, and rushed back to get to Shinji. He was going to have to get back to Tokyo-3 and get in the robot, immediately if not sooner.
>Logan refused as politely as he could, and rushed back to get to Shinji. He had to make sure that he didn't start getting any idea of leaving. No, they were too dug in for him to just go back, now.
ALSO
>Did Logan try to verbally convince the other Rangers to let Billy try to experiment with the Kamacuras eggs?
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jun 15, 2017 8:52:53 GMT -5
HOLY SHIT, THIS EPISODE TOOK A WHOLE MONTH. Gross. I'll try my best not to let them be so sluggish in the future, I know it's easy to not be very interested in such a slow story.
Do you guys have any feedback for me? I'm really enjoying the game and being able to go in entirely new directions with these giant robots, while coming up with varied choices to let you guys make Logan your own. I know so far the mech fights have been been almost all about fighting giant monsters, but I assure you, there will be robot on robot action fairly soon. I also know I need to proof my writing a little better, I apologize for that in advance.
Again, I'm very curious about what you all are enjoying, what you might not like about the story, if you think I could do better in some categories.
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The Story!
Jun 15, 2017 11:26:59 GMT -5
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Post by Vitsheep on Jun 15, 2017 11:26:59 GMT -5
Big yes on the eggs, I want a pet murder-mantis.
I need to think about the other bit more...
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The Story!
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Post by mrfuzz111 on Jun 15, 2017 12:38:08 GMT -5
I'm willing to agree to help with the eggs, but if possible try to convince him that when they're ready to hatch we should get them as far away from civilization as possible. Are there any unpopulated islands close enough for us to get them to?
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Post by CMPunkCMPunk on Jun 18, 2017 7:36:23 GMT -5
Big yes on the eggs, I want a pet murder-mantis. I need to think about the other bit more... Sadly, the voters on Gamefaqs have currently put us at a deadlock between options #2 and #4. Think carefully, though. This one has some serious and far reaching consequences. Unfortunately, most available islands off the west coast were largely messed up by fallout from Mount Katsuragi in this world. There might be a location Billy could find depending on world shifts, but there's no guarantee.
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