Flash

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Dark_Apocalyps [/i] [B]"Hey can I train with u guys?" Flash: "Who are you?" "Im titan. Well can I? And dont tell me your names I know them allready." Drake: "Well Flash what do you suppose we do?" [/B][/QUOTE] Dark_Apocalyps, I shall be blunt. Stay out of my RPG. Stay out of all my RPGs. --------------------- Flash: Wait a minute, wait a minute. We can't go for a stroll in the garden right now. And training is out of the question too... Commander Signas is expecting us... Proteus: Ahh, Commanding Signas. He is owning our base, isn't him? Flash: Is it just me or is your speech getting worse? Proteus: What you say? Flash: Nevermind. We'll sort you out later... For now, we have to report back to Commander Signas... [i](looks around)[/i] And where the hell is Warlock? Bah, no time to worry about it. We're late.. [I]Flash leads the others back to Commander Signas' office... The double doors swing open, revealing Signas standing behind his desk with several strategists, all pointing and refering to a massive map... Flash clears his throat, and Signas turns around... He attempts a weak smile, but can't... His face shows worry and anxiety...[/I] Flash: Signas? What's wrong? Signas: Flash, it turns out that the information stolen was indeed used to construct Reploid replicas of Wily's robot masters... Only this time, infected with a powerful strain of the Maverick Virus... Flash: Just as I feared.. Signas: Flash, reports of these 'Replimasters' are appearing all over the world.. Flash: Say no more, Sir. Leave this to me and my.. 'squad'... [I]Flash turns around, signalling to the Hunters standing behind him... Nova, Drake, Proteus, Omega, Slash and Marth... Warlock is still nowhere around, though... Signas raises an eyebrow...[/I] Signas: Only... 7 of you? Flash: 8 with Warlock, Sir. Signas: Perhaps I should call for X and Zer-- Flash: That will NOT be nessescery, Commander... I can handle this. Signas: ...Any sign of trouble, and I'll call in Hunter squads 17 and 0, understood? Flash: ...Yes sir... [I]Flash halfheartedly salutes Signas, and exits his office... He brings up a small holographic map of the world, with the known locations of the Replimasters on it... They were widespread alright... But why? Flash had no idea, but he intended to find out... If anyone knew anything about Robot Masters, it was him...[/I] Flash: Alright, everyone... Let's head to the Armoury, and then the garage. I want everyone to download full weapons specs onto your Busters, grab any armour and various other upgrades you want, maybe even an X or Z sabre. This is a long trip we're going on, and we may be without any backup for a long time... We have to be totally ready.. [I]The group of hunters head towards the Armoury, lead by Flash, who is still wondering where Warlock is...[/I]

Warlock--It's Connor, not Flash... Remember that. And you DIDN'T see it coming from ten miles away, because YOU thought Xero was Connor's father. Yes you did. Because I told you that he was. :p Raiha--You're too cocky/arrogant for my liking. You need some harsh discipline. :demon: ------------------ Connor: My... Father... Dreadnaught... Juggernaut... [I]Connor can feel his eyes burning... His mouth his dry, his hands are shaking, tears beginning to slide down his cheeks... He doesn't know how to respond, how to act.. He slowly kneels down, next to his father, and after a few minutes of contemplation, slides his hands underneath his back, and picks him up... He floats into the air, and flies towards the city, carrying his Unconcious.. Or maybe even dead Father in his arms..[/I]

Sorry Bud, check the sig... Argh... Being disconnected... *dies*

Erm, I don't think I understood that post, Raiha... Preaching death and destruction? Wha? ------------- Connor: Dreadnaught... What's happened to you? Dreadnaught: Xero... That backstabbing... Augh! Connor: Are you alright? Wait a minute, what am I saying.. You deserve to die. Dreadnaught: Connor... I want to help you.. Connor: What!? It's because of you I lost everything. I have no reason to trust you-- Dreadnaught: Wait... No. That wasn't my doing... It was Xero. Connor: What are you talking about? Wait, lemme guess, Xero was the evil one, he just controlled you. You're totally innocent. Dreadnaught: Not exactly... See this armour? This is the source... Below this.. Ha.. I'm just a normal human. Strong, tall, but other than that... I'm nothing... Connor: What? [I]Dreadnaught's armour begins to glow, and eventually begins to fold up, disappearing into itself... Eventually, the entire armour is gone, and lying on the ground is a man, 7'11", with long black hair, tied up behind his head in a ponytail.. His eyes are blank, totally white, and a two red tattoos go from his hairline down to the top of his eyes.. He looks weak and tired, as he grins weakly at Connor...[/I] Dreadnaught: This is my curse.. I'm sorry... My Son..

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Krillen [/i] [B] :shifty: Flashhhhhhhhhhhh..........You never answered my question about when youll be done with the questions.... Im not trying to hang on to you like a womprat or anything, I just dont wanna forget about this thread and leave it here for a while and then come back and the competition have been already over, I wanna be on time. [/B][/QUOTE] It'll all be done by PM, so you don't have to worry about that... And the questions will be done.. Erm... Later. And what's a 'womprat'? o_O

Dammit, why must you make fun of my Xero Drone?! -__-;; Piro, it looks like your hand because I travelled foward in time, cut your hand off, sketched it, then went to the year 4500 and reattached it with high-tech lazer surgery, and then travelled back to present day and zapped you with an Amnesia ray. Does your wrist feel tingly, by anychance? ;) --------------------------------- [I]Connor, overlooking the city, glances up at the sky... He notices something... It looks like a glitch, a single line out of place... He cautiously begins to fly towards it, when it begins to grow, expanding and skewing in all directions... a few cracks of lightning erupt inside of the vortex, and a Dark figure falls down from it... He hurdles towards the ground, finally smashing into the hard, rocky floor of the wastelands and desert outlying the city... Connor jumps down, off of the cliff he is standing on, and runs over to the crash... He reaches the figure, surrounded by dust, and covered in rubble... He pushes some of the stones and rocks off to reveal a damaged, black exterior...[/I] Connor: Dreadnaught?!

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Nerdsy [/i] [B][COLOR=deeppink]It's time for my diary![/color]

[I]A massive explosion is heard from the holographic simulator... The door opens, bellowing smoke and such out into the corridoor.. Flash and Warlock come stubling out, both very exhausted and damaged after their training session... The both slowly make their way to the Infirmary, where the both enter recovery and repair (RR) capsules... After 10 minutes or so, both of them are back in tip-top shape, fully operational... The capsules slide open, and the two Veteran Hunters step out...[/I] Flash: Man, that was nuts.. Good match though. Warlock: Indeed.. But hell, we gotta not do it so hard next time, I thought I was dead after that last one.. Flash: Heh heh, same here... [I]The two leave the infirmary, and head towards Commander Signas' office... They pass a few other hunters, most of which are rookies, newly transferred here from other parts of the world... The demand for maverick hunters was huge these days, with the world the way it is... They continued walking down the passageway, finally reaching the annex of the base... They pass exits for the armoury, dorm, garage, library, and simulation deck... They reach the main turn off, the route to the Commanders Office. They walk in, noticing that there's not even anyone on guard duty...[/I] Signas: Ahh, Flash, Warlock, good morning.. Flash: G'morning, Commander.. Signas: We're in a tight spot. I don't even have guards for the main doors anymore.. Warlock: We're that low on recruits, huh? Signas: I'm afraid so... However.. There are more pressing matters at hand... Flash: Such as? Signas: It appears someone hacked our main system database... again. Flash: Again? It only happened 2 months ago... And now again? We need better firewall protection.. Signas: We have the finest in the world... But this hacker is good. VERY good. Rumour has it he actually makes the firewalls.. Warlock: I see... Signas: But the point is.. Last time, they stole all our information on Dr. Wily's robot masters... As you can imagine, that data was very precise, thanks to you two, and your extensive knowledge... Flash: Aww, you're making me blush.. Signas: You can't blush. You're a robot. Flash: Touche. Signas: Anyway, this time, it appears they've been accessing files about our weaponary and such... Warlock: That's why we don't keep information about things like THIS on database.. [I]Warlock quickly morphs his hand into his black Hellspawn buster, gleaming with a red flare, before transforming back into his gloved hand... Flash looks at Signas, activating his Terra Fatalis beam sabre from under his wrist, and then turning it back off...[/I] Signas: That's right... Has these hackers gotten information on either of those weapons, we could very well be doomed... But that's beside the point. We fear that something VERY bad is soon to happen... You two, go throughout the base, and get everyone you can back here... Alot of Hunters are already assigned to missions abroad, but there are some here who aren't. Gather up the best we have, and bring them back to my office, ASAP... [I]Warlock and Flash both casually salute Signas, and walk out of his office, in search of any available hunters in the base...[/I]

...Dude, I gave YOU a chance to escape my MASSIVE buster shot... There is a line ya know... And I think you've crossed onto the 'excessive God-modding' side.. -__-

I agree with you, TN, but if I started calling someone a 'stupid button' or something, It wouldn't become a swear word. So what if [I]everyone[/I] started calling other people buttons? Would it be a swear word then, if it was only used in an offensive nature?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sephiroth [/i] [B] kaio: nothing, forget it, anyway, there's a new tournament here soon, I'm sure your a shoe in to win seph: hmm, sounds interesting, when? kaio: in a few days, I'll enter you if you want seph: sure, I'm game, just one thing.... [/B][/QUOTE] Maybe I should change the name of the RPG to 'Dragonball - Battlefield: Way too many Tournaments' :p ----------------- And for your viewing pleasure, here is a Xero Drone.

Sure, let's start this thing... Neil, 'Lock, either of you can make the topic, or if you want, I will...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Krillen [/i] [B] Psss...Flash...you gotta hook me up with a copy of the *cough cough....Muten Roshi *Cough......Folder.lol Hahahhahaha. [/B][/QUOTE] How many people know of my Super-Secret 'Special' folder?! :shifty: As for results, I will post them all up here once it's completed. And the winner gets... A prize of some kind.. once I think of it.

[I]Flash began to slow down, both his Busters pointed at Warlock... The two hovered around in mid air for some time, both slowling circling each other... Flash made the first move. Unleashing a powerful barrage of energy with one hand, he then flies towards Warlock, at an angle, catching him with an Uppercut from below... Warlock goes flying back, but quickly moves his massive wings, flapping them twice, which slows him down to a total stop. He looked back up at Flash, who was pointing his buster up into the sky.. Flash grinned, and fired it... A massive flash emitted from his Buster... It was none other than Bright man's Time Stopper... Time for Warlock froze, where as time for Flash didn't stop at all... But once again, the sky was ablaze, a massive core of flames and lighting residing in the center of the hazy purple sky... Flash couldn't explain it... And nor did he need to. Stretching out his wings to maximum, he began to gather energy... For 25 seconds, until the Time stopper ran out, Flash was gathering energy from his massive wings... Then, his Buster clicked, out of charge for the Time Stopper weapon... Warlock slowly began to come out of the Stop, and looked around, for Flash... Flash's wings began to glow with a huge blue aura... He pointed his buster foward, and unleashed the huge flow of energy...[/I]

Flash: Always running, Warlock.. [I]Flash jumps up, following Warlock into the rafters... Warlock continues jumping from beam to beam, with Flash in close pursuit... Flash looks up, seeing no sign of a roof... He continues after Warlock, taking pot shots at him with his buster... None of them seem to hit, though... After 10 minutes of constant running and leaping, Flash reaches the roof... He sees a ladder, and jumps up it... He's on a roof of somekind... He sees Warlock, getting into an old Repliforce Helijet (equipped with a couple of Missile launchers, Quad lazer cannons, and 2 rear mounted busters), and quickly runs up to it, in hopes of latching on... But it's too late. Flash misses the Helijet... He quickly activates the Spike Chain weapon, and attempts to grab onto the back of the Helijet.. But alas, it's already out of range... Flash smirks, and grabs his shield on his back...[/I] Flash: Heh heh... Yet another perfect excuse to use an adaptor. [I]Flash jumps high into the air, pushing his hands down, and to his sides... His shield folds and slides around making various metalic whirring and clicking sounds... First, two large wings fold out, and then two smaller wings below that... Flash's helmet then activates, a large spiked ornament appearing on the front... The radio/mask folds out from the sides of the helm, and finally, his green vizor slides down from the top of the helmet, and his hands both form into High powered G-busters... He jumps up, his wings emitting a powerful energy, which gives him unlimited flight time... This is the Wing Adaptor, built for Range and Flight... He speeds after Warlock in the Helijet, charging up his busters...[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by _Shiro Amada_ [/i] [B]Just a little reminder kiddies, rinoa grow up to b Ultimecia. So no matter what Ultemicia is always gonna' live. It is a never ending circle. Stop Ultimecia, then Rinoa grows up to be Ultimecia and then Squall kills you and then so forth.... So this is a ll off of the storyline, so whatever...Food for thought. [/B][/QUOTE] Dude, show some imagination. You think any of the RPGs on this board are TOTALLY true to the events of what happened in the original anyway? Besides, no matter what, an RPG will never truely be part of the storyline anyway, so blah. And get it right next time, Rinoa didn't grow up to be Ultimecia, Ultimecia was her [I]descendant.[/I] Thank you... Now stop messing up peoples RPGs and let them have some fun. -End of Rant-

Flash: Ha! Think that Ruskie made piece of crap can outdo my skills? [I]Flash blocked every one of Warlock's attacks, launching into his own assault... He held his sabre in one hand, and uses his other arm to form a buster, which in turns emits it's own lazer blade, glowing a bright green... Flash jumps back, putting his Terra Fatalis beam sabre behind his back... He forms another buster, and does the same thing... He now has two Beam sabres, each protuding off of his busters... He spins around, using Top man's skill, both Blades held near his own body, creating a fierce electrical storm... Warlock holds his double-edged sabre up, to block the incoming electrical storm... Flash spins faster and faster, and the storm becomes more intense... Finally, he spins towards Warlock, holding his busters outwards, now turning himself into a massive sawblade... He advances on Warlock, who begins to back up... At once, Flash stops, and stands in a ready position, one Blade across the front of his body, the other held out horizontally behind him...[/I] Flash: Let's play.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Nerdsy [/i] [B][COLOR=deeppink] Plus the fact that AJ2K1 has dissapeared off the face of the earth... [/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] *sigh*, I wish I knew what happened to good ol' AJ... I want him to post in DB:BF, dern it... >_<

Name: Prince Age: 34 Height: 6'0" Race: Necromancer Staring weapon: Staff Starting ability: Resurrect Staring place: Mauseoleum Bio: A downright evil geezer with connections to the dark side. Even most Necromancers avoid him, due to his strange persona and habits.. Most of his life he has been a Nomad, but has been living in an abandoned Mauseoleum for the last 5 years or so, conjuring up new spells to raise the dead... Not much about his true intentions are known, other than his lust for death and destruction... It were these strange and frightful acts that earned him the position as one of the two chosen from the Necromancers to fight the 3 brothers... Although he's going for quite a different reason..

*sigh* 'Lock, the G-Shield stands for Giga-Shield. Flash was originally called Giga man, remember? The shield was built by Dr. Wily, anyway... Wouldn't you have an L-Shield, or a W-Shield? -------------- [I]Flash's boosters, repaired and fully functional light up, shooting Flash high into the air... Warlock's Cossack sabre hits only air, and sends Warlock stumbling a bit due to the massive amount of force and speed in the swing... Flash lands a few metres behind Warlock...[/I] Flash: Looks like there's alot we don't know about each other, Warlock.. Warlock: Indeed. Didn't see that last one coming, did you? Flash: Heh heh... I see everything. [I]Flash's visor gleams with the reflection of the sun... Flash then does a huge flip, landing over Warlock, and skating away, down the main street of the derelict city... Warlock kicks in his Speed-Boost, and heads after him... Warlock can't seem to gain any ground on Flash, and is trailing further and further behind him... Then he sees the end of the road... It curves down, into a tunnel... Warlock has no idea where it leads, but nevertheless, follows Flash down... It's very hot, and no wonder, for this place is a huge underground metal refinery... Massive pools of Molten metal are everywhere, and junk lies all around... Flash, at the other end of the long room, spins around, and changes out of his Jet adaptor mode.. His G-Shield returns to normal, and reconnects onto his back... Flash draws his Beam Sabre, and stares down Warlock, with a smirk on his face..[/I]

Heck, I'm not a member of the Otaku Triads, but I fit the requirements anyway, so I guess that means I can post here. ;) I really can't wait for Otaku Archives, that's gonna be awesome. Oh, and I've been here for more than a year... 27th March 2001-30th March 2002! ^_^

[I]Flash leans back in his chair, chewing on some kind of chocolate energy bar.. He rests his feet on his console desk, taking a break from the hard work of getting weapons online...[/I] Syth: Flash, I know you've been working hard, but you can't take a break just yet... Weapons are really essential right now.. Flash: Don't worry about it Syth, I've got everything but the Main Cannon online. We're safe. Syth: You sure? Flash: Positive. [I]Syth shrugs it off, and turns back to his console... Flash continues relaxing for a few minutes..[/I]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by DeathKnight [/i] [B][color=crimson] Where are we exactly right now?[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] No-one seems to know, Ken.. oO;;

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by jcgoudy [/i] [B] [color=indigo]So... uhh... I guess the answer is no, then... Did you ever actually give any thought to the prize for winning Otaku Big Brother? Or did you just say that there was going to be one, so as to lure people in?[/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Well, I DID offer her a Years supply of Dates with Me, and she didn't accept. Go figure. *shrugs*

[I]Warlock looks around, trying to scope out Flash... He sees something in one of the streets ahead of him, a figure darting in and out of the derelict buildings... Warlock knows it can only be Flash, and prepares to catch it... As he moves towards the area, Flash speed out from behind him, pressing his two busters against Warlock's back...[/I] Flash: Lights out. [I]Flash unloads nearly 200 some rounds of rapid fire Buster shots into Warlock's back, at point blank range..[/I]