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smash_logs2013-08-27 12:11 am
stay_classy_cat) wrote in smash_logs2013-08-27 12:11 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- alter ego (dangan ronpa),
- apple kid (mother),
- byakuya togami (dangan ronpa),
- cammy white (street fighter),
- chihiro fujisaki (dangan ronpa),
- chili (pokemon),
- clear (dramatical murder),
- connor kenway (assassin's creed),
- cress (pokemon),
- cyrus (pokemon),
- eirika (fire emblem),
- flint (mother),
- garrett (thief),
- gordon freeman (half-life),
- green (pokemon),
- henry (fire emblem),
- jock/arcanine (pokemon),
- kiyotaka ishimaru (dangan ronpa),
- kumatora (mother),
- lucca ashtear (chrono trigger),
- max (advance wars),
- mondo oowada (dangan ronpa),
- nabooru (zelda),
- naoya (devil survivor),
- phoenix wright (ace attorney),
- pit (kid icarus),
- pulseman (pulseman),
- red (pokemon),
- rick (portal),
- riwane/charizard (pokemon),
- ron delite (ace attorney),
- shadow (sonic the hedgehog),
- skull kid (zelda),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vivian/turret (portal)
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.
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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"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."
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"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?"
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He started walking over the deck of the flying ship - he knew where they were headed.
"If he's left anythin' here, expect it to be really mean. Otherwise, the Machine is gonna be in the lower levels through a maze of corridors. Before that, though, we need to get to a pair of big doors down the other end of the ship and there's probably gonna be at the very least some automatic turrets shootin' big rounds our way. We're gonna need to be quick."
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"We have to be prepared for the worst."
Connor wasn't sure if going in head first was a good idea either. He didn't want to do head on assaults if he could avoid it. He decided to then address a question finally to someone he knew the name of now.
Knuckles?
"Knuckles...Is there another way around? Whatever forces that are kept here I fear can alert masses if we were to be caught."
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There were certain advantages, after all, to being a mysterious ninja boy.
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He produces a bizarre laser rifle from the hatch behind his back and follows Knuckles, with a sidelong glance to Apple Kid. As far as he knows, the rotund engineer is the only one among them that couldn't hold their own in a fight, so it would be a good idea to keep an eye on him.
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The charming young man pulls out some sort of water gun with various contraptions sticking out from it from his pantaloons. He also pulls out the tiniest little gun and hands it to his mouse. He is ready for this confrontation.
"I am ready for this moment," said the rosy-cheeked lad.
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"Let's go."
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Of course Apple Kid armed the Mouse. What? You want the mouse to be defenseless? What exactly did the Mouse ever do to you to make you want to see it left unarmed and defenseless, Gordon? Shame on you.
"The rounds fired out of the turrets are kinda slow movin' - folks with firepower oughta be able to spot the muzzle flashes of the canons and can maybe knock the rounds off course." he said as he moved. He didn't run because he didn't want to leave anyone behind, but his pace was pretty brisk. "Keep an eye out for aerial assaults - I know last time I was here there were Badniks who would fly over and fire down at intruders. Everyone just stay alert."
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As soon as it became clear that the group was moving out, Sheik took off down the hallway, disappearing in a puff of smoke. She'd hop from camera to camera, disabling them and giving her teammates the go-ahead to advance.
Ah, the advantages of teleportation.
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He pushed the push-buttons with his Apple Kid fingers. A little door opened and a bottle of fruit juice emerged halfway from the box. After he'd pulled it out, it was clear that the bottle was longer than the box. "Would anyone else like some juice?" he asked. "It's important to stay hydrated."
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Sheik would just have to dispatch them, too.
Oh well.
After clearing a modest chunk of hallway ahead of the group, Sheik returned just in time to find Apple Kid offering everyone fruit juice.
"You brought...juice."
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Probably.
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Well. He loved fruit juice. There wasn't much more to it than that.
So far, there had been no turrets opening up - no attacks on the deck of any kind. So as they approached the door, Knuckles couldn't help but think it had been too easy - had the Bad Doctor really not expected anyone to try this? Had he really not turned on the defenses? Weird.
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Sheik was content to let Knuckles and Apple Kid partake in the fruit punch, albeit a bit begrudgingly. Someone had to keep an eye out, and soon enough, she was glad she did, because there was a patrol of Badniks making their way down the hall, as if on cue.
"I hate to cut this short," she said cooly, "but we're about to have company."
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"Oh," he said. He put his hand down his overalls again (seriously, this is getting absurd) and brought out a rubber chicken with some wires duct-taped to it (patently absurd).
He held it out to Sheik. "It's dangerous to go alone. Take this," he instructed. "And throw it at them," he added. "It's a pacifism bomb."
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"If a rubber chicken can take down a horde of these robots, then I'll eat my suit. Come on, if we stick around, they'll corner us and wear us down."
Finally he gets moving, following the trail that the ninja boy had blazed for them and staying close to the walls and inside corners.
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BUT WHAT, DEAR READERS, WOULD THIS PACIFISM BOMB POSSIBLY DO!??
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Apple Kid walked up to a robot as it tried to punch him in the face. Apple Kid giggled as the soft caress of a bunny touched his cheek.
He hit the 'off' switch on the back of it, with all the expertise of a group of jazz-funk musicians.
"You've got 53.2 seconds; I recommend you use them."
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And then he said nothing. What was happening? WHAT WAS HAPPENING?
Who IS this child? He kept asking that.
"...The machines...are not attacking."
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"Connor, you heard 'im! Let's move!" He finally shouts to the back, kicking the prone robot out of the way and hurrying through the radioactive miasma of glitter and bubbles.
He hopes Apple Kid doesn't keep him to his word on his eating-hit-suit thing. Knowing him he'll have a ray that can transform it into orange jello or something...
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Sparks flew and there were explosions and sparkly pacifism and it looked a lot like an episode of Samurai Jack.
She stuck a landing and continued around the corner, finding more robots not under the spell of Apple Kid's bomb. At the very least, the increased presence of enemies let her know that they were probably getting close.
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This was probably his patented (patent pending) Battery Drainer: A Drain for Batteries, just in case they were turned back on. Good, forward thinking, Apple Kid. You let everyone else ahead of you smash the actively-going-to-destroy-you robots. You've done your part.
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Sparks.
We are warriors here.