smash_logs | DRAMABALLS: THE LOG

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DRAMABALLS: THE LOG

Who: YOU AND YOU
What: Eggman and Seth's evil plans have been revealed, and this is the catch-all fight log.
Where: around campus/in FDC/AROUND
When: Monday, August 26th
Warnings: heartache and tragedy within
Reference links: plotting post, network post

Perhaps you watched it happen before your very eyes, perhaps word makes it to you via phone, or a friend pulls you over to watch the feed play back. One way or another, you realize a huge drama bomb has been dropped into your laps, Smash Academy:

Eggman's robots are mobilizing.

Seth is some huge, psychotic asshole drug lord hellbent on subverting everyone with clones.

And they're fighting it out on top of a building in FDC and it's being televised.

(What the hell.)

...Or perhaps you are unfortunate enough to not realize any of that until it's too late, and you have been captured and robotsized by Eggman. Perhaps it's less noticeable and you feel like you bumped your head against something and blacked out just for a second. Weird, but you feel totally fine and nothing seems wrong.

Not yet.

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Maybe you preplanned this over the network, perhaps you gathered together entirely by coincidence, but for whatever reason you're here one thing is certain: you gotta get that machine.

It may seem tempting, very tempting, at first to simply destroy the robotisizing machine to prevent Eggman's army from growing anymore, but perhaps someone with a little more experience in the way Eggman works points out that would also effectively destroy any chances of easily saving those who have already been turned into robots. Your mission is to storm through the Egg Carrier and secure the machine. It will be no easy task as the veritable floating fortress hovers high in the air above FDC and is loaded with badniks galore, but surely you will be able to figure something out.

Good luck, team!

When faced with the choice of going after Seth himself or doing something about the roboticized students, Sheik was inclined to put her efforts towards the latter. Obviously, neither party was acceptable, but Eggman at this point seemed the lesser of two evils. If she left Eggman and Seth to take each other out, she could use their distraction to undermine one of the two.

Infiltrating the Egg carrier was the obvious choice--Robotnik was turning students into robots somehow, and it was likely the means by which he was doing it was safely tucked away in his floating fortress.

So the immediate problem, she thought to herself as she eyed the hovering monstrosity from the roof of the clocktower, was how to reach it.

"Hello," said Apple Kid to the secret ninja princess, as a shutter in the clocktower swung open and there, framed in the window, was Apple Kid.

Oh no, it's this guy. Apple Kid.

Oh cool, it's Apple Kid. And Sheik!

"Hey, guys." Knuckles said as he finally finished scaling the wall of the clock tower. "I guess you two had a similar idea, huh? Highest point on Campus.... still not nearly high enough, though...."

He was glad to see them both. He and Sheik worked pretty darn well together in general, and Apple Kid was amazing. He'd probably already figured out a way to propel them up to the Egg Carrier.

Oh look. It's Apple Kid, Sheik, and Knuckles...whoever they were.

Because someone else scaled the clock tower and entered via the window. Voila. There was a cloaked man loaded to the brim with weapons. They were not robots and they seemed to look...fine? He didn't know them. And he couldn't know that for a fact since he never met any of them.

He just went through hell, forgive him. He took out his bow but didn't load it yet. He didn't speak until he started hearing Knuckles. So they WERE doing the same thing...so.

"We seem to all want to go up there."

"It seems that way. And here I left my ornithopter in my spare pair of jeans."

Gordon stepped out onto a lower rooftop, squinting up at Connor and the Egg Carrier both in his line of sight. Gordon had also been roughed up down on school grounds and was not as skilled at climbing as Connor, in fact he was a little astounded at the man's abilities.

For the record... he'd taken the elevator.

"We can't do anything from down here. What we need is something small and maneuverable, that has the ability to vertically land so we can deploy once we get up there..." He mutters aloud, shielding his eyes from the sun. "...Or a catapult, if you're into breaking every bone in your body."

"Thankfully, I have my 'portable elevator in a can' in my overalls," said Apple Kid.

"Please hand me my portable elevator in a can," he said to the mouse that was also in his overalls. The mouse dipped down into his front bib and came up with what looked like a tin can of tuna with a light switch scotch-taped to the front.

"It works on the principle of 'pairs of feet squared' to stories conversion," explained the fat child. "A single person has the footpower to achieve a single story, whereas two have the power to create two stories. However, a third person creates four, a fourth eight, a fifth sixteen, and six generates thirty-two different stories."

He looked above them with his beady Apple Kid eyes. "Sadly I would say that the ship is above sixteen stories in height above us. We will need a sixth person to extend our possibilities to ascend above this."

But where, dear reader, would they find this mythical sixth person?

"Does the mouse count as a sixth person if we let it stand on the floor of the elevator?" Knuckles asked.

Copy X is probably too awful to even count as a person, so hold onto that thought, Knuckles. That sounds like a viable backup.

But just in case, here was a sixth person now, taking the most direct route and just straight-up flying up to the clock tower's peak -- the angelic wings decorating his combat armor might have mostly been for decoration, but the designers had at least been kind enough to build him with flight capability. He looked sort of surprised that so many people'd apparently all had the same idea, but... well, that probably made sense, didn't it? If robots were a problem, then aiming for the source of the issue was the obvious solution.

"Oh... am I interrupting something?"

"No, not in the least," said Apples Kid. "In fact, you are exactly what we are looking for. I'm 86% certain that robot feet will work for my 'portable elevator in a can.' Would you be willing to join us in an elevator ride up to the floating fortress above us? We're seeking the device that turns people into robots. I'm a mechanical genius; I'm sure I can figure out how the process works if I can see the machine."

Apple Kid held out the tin can in his hand. "We were hoping to leave shortly."

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Connor was listening but hearing Apple Kid say the last few phrases required some questioning of his own. He was obviously in this, everyone here seemed to understand that. Which was...good.

It was shame that the only one he knew here was Gordon, so he didn't have many first name basis.

What WAS this thing anyway...kid? Yeah it was some kid. Connor knew looks were deceiving and he shouldn't let him be deceived. So. He just had to do his own check to see if this kid could even do what he hoped.

He didn't understand current, let alone Apple Kid's, mechanics...but he knew the appropriate questions.

"You. Could you figure out a way to change people affected by that machine back?"

"Maybe!" the rotund boy answered. "But I'll need to take a look a the machine that's doing it, first, to figure that out."

As much as Sheik was loath to admit it, Apple Kid was just the sort of mad scientist to have something ridiculous that was somehow perfectly suited for the task. She'd seen his inventions at work.

This was it. This was Apple Kid's moment.

However, she knew their window of opportunity was small, depending on how long it took Eggman to beat Seth, or vice versa. She wasn't sure about this motley crew, but they would have to suffice.

"We shouldn't waste any more time."

Elevator in a... wha...?

Not the important part. He could question that later. He knew Knuckles, at least, was a capable fighter -- he'd held his own against Zero, apparently, right? The others were a mystery, but the rosy-cheeked one seemed to be some kind of engineer, if he could handle reversing the effects of the machine responsible for all the robots running around. At the very least, he'd been built exactly for this kind of thing: protecting humankind from sketchy dangerous robots.

"If we're all here, then I think we're all prepared to hold off whatever might come our way while you work. The bandaged one's right; we should strike while we can."

"Of course," said Apple Kid.

He tumbled through the window and onto the roof. He took his tin can with the lightswitch on the front, and flipped the switch, then set the can down. He stepped back about five feet from it.

The can... started to melt. It spread itself out thinly across the roof and then in the glistering sunlight, formed a perfect square, five feet by five feet. Rising up from the sides, a delicate latticework of wires rose, intertwining and forming a loose fence, until reaching approximately eight feet in height, and then stopped. It looked too airy and ethereal to bear the weight of the mouse, let alone Apple Kid and Friends (TM).

The floor was at least solid. Though fabulously thin. The little light switch had migrated up to one of the walls. The entire process took approximately twenty seconds to complete.

A bell chimed, and the latticework wall in front of Apple Kid split into two. Some... music... started playing softly.

"Please, everyone get in," instructed Apple Kid. He and his mouse entered the fairy-floss structure first. Somehow, it did not buckle beneath him, although by all accounts it should have.

"How the hell...?"

Gordon had a lot to say about square-foot-to-story-ratio that he'd planned to say when he actually got to the top of the tower. But his discourse was halted--ran into the ground, really--when he saw Apple Kid's portable elevator actually become elevator-ish. He gaped, and after a moment decided to just shut the hell up and get in the elevator anyway.

Don't even look at Connor. He doesn't get any of this crap...at all.

In fact, he only trusted it until he saw everyone else get it.

He will be the next on board after Gordon.

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Apple Kid may have been crazy, but Sheik knew enough to know his inventions worked. Ninja on board without so much as a word.

Copy X would have questioned it, but let's be real, he came from a world where teleporting was normal and data fairies had the power to alter the fabric of reality. A canned elevator wasn't all that implausible by comparison.

One more member of the entourage on board.

"Apple Kid, you're amazing." Knuckles said, clapping his friend on the shoulder, his glove coming away just a little less white than it had been beforehand.

He stepped onto the metal platform after X.

"And there's definitely a way to reverse the machine's effects - He said so after the last time he tried to robotisize a student. Only... heh. I kinda smashed the machine that time. Won't do that again."

Man, that music was soothing. It was like being in an elegant department store.

When Knuckles entered the elevator, the wire doors swung gracefully shut and Apple Kid said, "Egg Carrier Level, please."

The elevator began to ascend gracefully through the air, rising far above the school. From up here, the devastation of fighting robots could seen more clearly. The device rose to the Egg Carrier and deposited them on an outside landing pad with a ding. Apple Kid reached over and flipped the lightswitch to the 'off' position.

The wires melted down and the floor re-condensed into a tin can. The elegant music stopped playing. Everyone felt its loss deeply in their hearts.

"..."

Gordon shuffled in place as the elevator rose. Coughed.

"..."

Man, that music was annoying.

"..."

DING. The woosh of high-altitude air met him as he stepped out with the others.

"Alright, Knuckles. You were up here before, so you should have an idea where the machine is. I doubt he'd moved it since last time because a machine like that probably has a hell of a power draw, and needs to be located somewhere where it can get it. Let me guess... the power core in the deepest part of the ship, right?"

By Golly Gee...it actually worked. Connor can care on why and how later...And that music...

Connor stepped out to immediately feel out of his element.

But he was shocked to see that they weren't attacked right away.

"...The guards. I see none."

Sheik remained characteristically silent for most of the ride, only speaking again once they'd arrived on the Egg Carrier, moving to the front and addressing the group as a whole.

"If what Knuckles says is true, then our goal is not to destroy the machine. We need to keep it intact so that we're able to restore the students and faculty once this is over."

Knuckles and Apple Kid were more than familiar to her. It was the others--the ones she didn't know as well--that she was worried about.

"Our aim is to find the machine and hold it hostage."

"I doubt he's going to let it go without a fight. He might even try to destroy it, if he's desperate enough." The lack of guards as a little disconcerting to Copy X as well; it was possible that Eggman simply hadn't expected such a brazen invasion and concentrated his forces on attacking rather than fortifying his defenses, but it didn't seem likely that they'd be able to go about their business freely for long.

"I'm presuming that all of us are capable enough of defending ourselves. If not, try to stick to the middle of the group. The one with the glasses has the right idea; Knuckles, if you're familiar with this ship, can you lead the way?"

TEAM: COMMANDEER THE ROBOTISIZING MACHINE

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