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#Post#: 33968--------------------------------------------------
Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Dr.Robotnik Date: July 31, 2019, 2:55 am
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They came in the dead of night, the cold and soulless mechanical
men that did the bidding of the iron-fisted tyrant. The blue
streak that normally kept these horrors at bay had faded from
this world, and thus no opposition that was fast enough came.
The whirr of their laser rifles cut down the Resistance members
who dared stand against them. The innocent and their families
were fed into a foul machine that stripped them of their flesh
and individuality; they had been robotcized. It was a process
that took the light from their eyes and replaced it with a cold,
sterile steel exterior and unwavering obedience to the good
doctor.
Robotnik stood atop his command fortress that had taken root
where Castle Acorn once stood. He stroked his bushy moustache
watching the King's beloved capital go up in flames. He donned a
grin of pure malice watching his minions force the royal family
into the robotcizer.
[shadow=red,left]"So long you've evaded my capture majesties.
However, now the lot of you will be my personal slaves. I take
great pleasure in knowing, you dear Princess will be bringing me
all my meals, from this point onwards."[/shadow]
With that, he pulled the switch and reduced the whole monarchy
to nothing more than his personal servants. Robotnik rubbed his
hands watching his life's dream take root with that horrid
hedgehog out of the picture. He stood looking out his window at
the unbreakable forcefield that surrounded his base of
operations; whatever elite Freedom Fighters were left wouldn't
be able to make a dent in his barrier no matter how hard they
tried. He stood chest puffed out with the robotic Sally at his
side.
[shadow=red,left]"I'm almost sorry the hedgehog will miss our
final game." [/shadow]He said admittedly missing the challenge
his adversary provided.
Sally's eyes flashed hearing mention of Sonic and she responded
like a trained dog. "He is inferior and unworthy of such praise
Lord Robotnik."
[shadow=red,left]"Right you are, my submissive slave."
[/shadow]He declared proudly looking down at the people he
considered insects in the city below. Mobotropolis belonged to
Robotnik and those who stood against him had a hell of a fight
before them.
#Post#: 33971--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Amy Rose Hedgehog Date: July 31, 2019, 4:13 pm
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In the house of Amy Rose and Sonya Heart, the pink hedgehog was
having a fitful sleep, a premonition of metal monstrosities were
chasing her and others mobians, it was like a nightmarish,
cancerous game of tag, as every touch from a metal being was
turning the warmblooded citizens of Mobius into cold, circuit
filled monsters who blindly turned and attacked their fellow
mobian to turn them cold and artificial as well.
Amy shot up from her sleeping position with a gasp. Death was
coming! She could sense it. She jumped out of the bed and began
running about the room at Sonic-chasing speeds, pausing a moment
to shake Sonya violently and yelling at her to wake her. �SONYA!
GET UP, GET DRESSED! WE NEED TO LEAVE! THEY ARE COMING!� she
screamed and yanked open the nightstand, grabbing the folder of
the important documents and stuffed them into a knapsack along
with her communicator, wallet, and other essentials. She grabbed
her battle belt and put it on quickly then activated it. �Here!�
she said, tossing another sack at Sonya. �Take only what you
need! HURRY!� Amy said, running out of the bedroom and into her
sitting room, taking her mother's crystal ball, her father's
journal, and her tarot deck then scanned the room quickly. It
broke her heart to leave the priceless mementoes of her family's
history here to be possibly destroyed by what was coming but she
couldn't carry it all, and it would only slow her and Sonya
down.
Running back to the bedroom, she opened the bedroom window to
the back and looked out and froze. It had begun. Laser fire lit
up the night sky and horrified screams filled the air along with
the whirl of a thousand machines. �They're here... they've
come.� she summoned her piko hammer with a wave of her hand. No
mistakes could they afford. Every second counted now. It was
time to RUN.
#Post#: 33972--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: EternalPeace Date: July 31, 2019, 5:36 pm
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Fortunately for the frantic pink hedgehog the fennec that had
been slumbering peacefully beside her had never been much of a
light sleeper. So when she shook her in a manner violent enough
to warrant a miniature yelp between the panic in both her face
and her tone the fox medic knew that this was definitely not the
time to ask questions.
Her apprehension growing rapidly as she caught the sack that was
tossed her way, she scrambled over to the nightstand on her side
of their double bed grabbing precious mementos that connected
her to her birth parents including a small shabby picture of the
three of them. This particular picture had long since worn down
with age and was so faded that one had to hold the picture
obnoxiously close to make it out, but it was the only picture of
her and her parents she had, there was no way she was leaving
without it. Swiftly moving on to other items of vital
importance, she shoved them all inside her rucksack with
surprisingly steady hands. Slapping her own communicator
securely across her wrist she pressed the button on the side of
it, allowing her panamas to be smoothly replaced with her field
mission suit in the moments that followed.
Reaching under their bed she dragged out her red medical bag,
before hoisting it nimbly across her front, just in time to see
Amy rush back into the room. Her expression ever paling as she
soundlessly joined her to look out at the devastation that was
now unfolding before them she finally spoke the crack in her
voice audible. �What sort of nightmare is this?...� Her grip
tightening on the strap of her medicine bag, Sonya knew from
then on that things were going to get much worse. Without
another word Sonya locked her fingertips tightly in between her
friends own, and after exchanging a glance of confirmation with
her, she proceeded to jump from the window, into their backyard
and from there they took off without so much as a glance back at
was once their beloved abode.
#Post#: 33976--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Soul the hedgehog Date: July 31, 2019, 10:38 pm
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The cyan hedgehog was on his way back after a long day, hoping
to get some relaxation. The fresh cold breeze of the night that
blew across his face, meant like it was gonna be a quiet
night...or so he thought. Soul would soon realize, that fresh
breeze would soon be replaced by the smell of smoke, he scoffed
for a moment from the sudden change in the atmosphere, looking
around for the source of the smoke. Not long enough he saw a
pillar of smoke rising followed by the sound of explosions. He
made his way towards the source to find out Robotnik�s forces
storming the place, armed and deadly.
Around that corner he saw a few of the resistance members, being
taken out. In an attempt to save them he charged towards the
crew members moving them away from the line of fire, but managed
to get a scrape from his right arm, grinning in pain he
retaliated back launching a wave of blue flames back at the
robots attempting to drive them off. He attempted to get a few
of the injured away from harm, however, this wasn't just one
attack, soon he saw more pillars of smoke rising in the air.
Using his blue flames he propelled himself to get an ariel look
of the situation, only to discover the sight of the city in
flames, screams of mobians echoing through the air, much like a
nightmare to his distraught face he muttered �No��. He flew back
down attempting to aid the resistance, save whatever families
are left and evacuate them, at least do what he can do...for
now.
#Post#: 33980--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Metal Overlord Date: August 1, 2019, 1:51 am
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A cold, blue figure too stood at the top of the command fortress
with Robotnik, the robotsizer and newly robotosized former
monarchy. A pair of small, red, LED rings emitted a soft glow
from Metal Sonic's face resembled chilling eyes as he observed
the utter chaos below. The screams of horror and desperation
from the victims of the Robotosizer behind him didn't spark a
response from him at all; not a drop of empathy for Mobians and
with an unfaltering loyalty for the 'Doctor'- as per designed by
the genius himself.
While he himself hadn't made a public appearance just yet, to
the last of the knowledge of the Freedom Fighters whom were
present in the war; Metal Sonic had been destroyed after the
combined efforts of the Resistance. The last Metal remembered
were the triumphant faces as they stood over him from battle
when the tides had finally turned in their favor before
Robotnik's last take over of Mobius... Visions of his body being
crushed, fried and utterly dismantled before Metal had shut down
were burnt into his memory.
He will not forget those faces.
Now he stood once again, not only repaired but also improved
with Robotnik's latest equipment and knowledge. After all, one
thing that is scarier than an evil genuis is an evil genius who
learns. From the outside he didn't look that much different to
what he was primarily remembered as; unless of course if someone
were to get close to him, depending on their knowledge on
robotics and mechanisms, the differences were subtle, sleeker
and the LEDs were clearer.
Metal decided to look to his right hand and held it slightly
away from him for better inspection. The movement was smooth and
eerily organic - almost too organic. Given what he was designed
after, anyone who knew Sonic so well had seen Metal move, the
likeness and quirks to such a simple moment were far too similar
to his organic counter-part; possibly indistinguishable if the
freedom-loving hedgehog were here to stand beside Metal and make
the same movement. Small metal plates along the surface of his
hand rattled slightly after the experimental movement; implying
that its user can the capability to shift its appearance but for
now it remained as it was.
The robot then turned to face Robotnik as he spoke, listening
before his gaze slid over to observe the newly robotosized Acorn
family. His gaze lingered briefly on Sally before addressing
their creator, puffed out his metallic torso with pride and rest
his right hand over the gaping turbo engine at his front; there
was somewhat of a formal and regal air to his posture,
"Congratulations on your victory Doctor. An accomplishment long
overdue." he proclaimed. If it were not for the slight reverb in
his voice he could have been mistaken for an organic Mobian if
one wasn't looking... these vocal upgrades were working nicely.
#Post#: 33981--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Blaze the hedgewolf Date: August 1, 2019, 2:22 am
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It was another late night in mobotropolis and the hunters of
Wolves May Cry were in for the night. While one hunter was busy
sharping her sword taking small glances at the blade to make
sure it was in top form. The other hunter sat at his desk
playing one of his favorite videogames. Their last bounty for
the evening was pretty good all things consider. But that was
expected when it came to the two most famous bounty hunters in
town. While their popukarity wasn't as high as the blue blur,
they still held a decent amount of fans.
The female wolf hunter had just finished her daily cleaning
before turning to her partner. She frowned at him and his
laziness but simply sighed and shrugged as she put her sword
back in its sheath and placed it by her desk. Taking a seat, she
turned on the radio trying to find a station to listen to. As
she flipped through it, a particular station caught her
attention as a news report broke out. Apparently there was mass
panic all around the city and from the sounds of it Robotnik had
returned.
" Robotnik is back? That man is more stubborn than a dog..."
Veira said as she shut off the radio. Suddenly a loud crash
could be heard outside the office. Veira gripped her sword and
readied herself while Blaze had just finished his game .
"Yes finally beat that boss. Now i'm good to go*..." Blaze
stopped mid sentence as a motorbike came crashing through the
window and almost slammed right into where Blaze was sitting.
Being quick he flipped backwards and summoned his sword ready to
deal with whatever was outside. Looking to Veira, he motioned
her to advance forward.
Nodding Veira ran outside first and watched as people ran passed
her in a panic. And then she saw the reason. A swarm of robots
were after them. What the radioman was saying was true. Robotnik
had invaded Mobotropolis. Gripping her sword, Veira ran ahead
not wasting time trying to subdue the robots.
Blaze came out shortly after and froze in his tracks. This was
just like that war not to long ago except the fatman managed to
succeed without Sonic being here. Veira already pushed on and
now was Blaze's turn to do so. He turned down a different street
and rushed off to aid whoever he can.
" I don't know where you are Blue but you better show up
quickly." Blaze replied as he looked up at the acorn kingdom
which was now occupied by Robotnik.
#Post#: 33982--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Karahl Date: August 1, 2019, 3:19 am
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Karahl wasn't one to care much for others she didn't know... but
given the situation this was somewhat of an exception for her.
The ninja was not dressed in her usual uniform this time;
instead she wore black sports pants and a short sleeve grey top.
It looked as though that she had a day off and was interrupted
half way through it by the attack but did have a limited weapons
belt and her tonfa which were hastily strapped around her waist
as a last ditch effort to prepare for what no one was prepared
for. Whatever lay ahead of her, she will need to do a lot of
improvizing and she'd much rather had the time to be prepared.
Nevertheless, Karahl had managed to help evacuate her family
which were in the city; silently thanking the stars that their
training in stealth came in handy. What surprised her was that
in the process of keeping calm and giving directions for her
family, small pockets of bystander civilians whom were lost,
scared and confused ended up turning her for help as well before
the tiny clusters of Mobians evacuated with her family.
The tigeress chose to stay as she watched her family and the
small groups of survivors leave, blinking with bewilderment for
a moment that she had just helped complete strangers. Afterwards
she turned to face the city again, deciding to head back because
this was her home. She wanted to fight for it for her and her
family, despite the argument she had gotten with the elders and
her parents beforehand. Plus, this happened to be the city she
profited from the most, she couldn't let Robotnik find and
robotosize her clients now could she?
Without another word, the feline rushed back to the heart of the
chaos.
#Post#: 33983--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: James Date: August 1, 2019, 3:26 am
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The night had started out fairly normal. James had shown up at
the police precinct with the rest of the night shift and settled
in for another quiet night. It had been another quiet workday.
They were a skeleton crew and just monitoring radios and
drinking coffee or energy drinks to keep going through the
night. Same as usual.
That was when they started receiving calls, and not just one,
but a lot of them. As in the operator couldn't keep track and
others had to step in to help him. However, despite the sheer
quantity, they found they all told the same story. They were
under attack and there was mass panic in the streets. The sudden
nature of the whole situation caught most of them off guard as
they started to suit for it, even if they weren't the army. They
also started to call out and get every single officer they
possible could to show up to the station, although they got very
few responses much to their horror.
Just as they were about to get into the squad cars and head out,
the attack reached them and the front door was blown open as the
Doctor's mechanized assault force breached the building and went
at them guns blazing. Most of the police officers out in the
front never got to draw their weapon to defend themselves and
were instead cut down on the spot while getting out of their
chairs.
James and the rest of the riot police tried to mount a defense
as they fell back, but even with their weapons and armor they
were powerless against the doctor's mechanized fists. It got
even worse when the robots started to use gas and spread it
through the precinct's ventilation system. With no hope of ever
holding their base, James and the last remaining survivors were
forced to abandon the position and flee into the city to try and
salvage this.
However, as they saw the chaos and heard the screams, they
realized how futile their efforts were. They were facing
something way out of their league. The other officers chose to
abandon it all completely in favor of checking on their own
families and find a way to save them. This left James on his
lonesome as he tried to figure out what to do. This was grim...
and he was on his own now. He needed help, one way or the other,
the question was from where.
With that, he continued moving through the city, trying to find
others survivors willing to stand against the threat. All the
while trying to provide as much help to the civilians as he
could.
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Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Shadow the Hedgehog Date: August 1, 2019, 4:42 am
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Shadow is more or less content to being unavailable for a
mission right now, doing mission assignments and shaping up his
lover from training, he is more than happy to spend the rest of
the night in his room reading a book to pass the time until
sleep is required to function, the ultimate lifeform turned a
page in silence, nothing or no one around to disturb his peace
and quiet, just the way he likes it. An important thing to note
is life is unfair and you cant always get what you want, case
proven when the emergency alarms boomed across the base, making
him drop his book to his chagrin.
He was just getting to the good part of his book, now he will
have to find the page all over again! Goddammit!
Black ears vibrate every time the alarm makes that unbearable
noise, but its essential to put everyone on alert, Shadow's
communicator automatically turned on to reveal Commoner Tower in
hologram projection.
"Whats the problem Sir?"
"Shadow I need you over there to Mobotropolis right now!
Robotnik's forces are giving the Resistance a hard time, without
Sonic I'm afraid our chances of winning this battle are
diminishing every second, get there ASAP!' giving the black
hedgehog instructions before hanging up, there was little time
to converse.
Shadow teleported out of his room then appeared in Mobotropolis,
eyes quickly enlarged in shock at the mass army of Robotnik
drones, "Son of a-.." too stunned to complete his vulgar tongue.
Some resistance members already bit the dust with their soul
crossing into the afterlife, civilians running for their lives,
some people are turned into mobians, its just like the first
resistance war, only this time without their blue champion.
Instinctively he run towards the civilians to escort them out of
the city in seconds with super speed. Shadow returned to do
battle with the incoming army attempting to hold them off with a
vast number of Chaos Spears and teleporting punch and kick
attacks.
#Post#: 33987--------------------------------------------------
Re: Cold Ambitions (ARC START)
By: Ty the Hedgewolf Date: August 1, 2019, 5:22 am
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Today is relatively normal for the tundra wielding canine, he
went to play in the arcades for some fun, did some volunteer
work to get paid enough money for the bills, and now he is at
home watching TV, browsing channels to find any good shows to
watch, while browsing he stumbled on the news channel and
switched to another channel before pressing a button to go back
to the news, there are reports of Robotnik claiming ownship of
the acorn land, replacing the castle with a dreadful alternative
instead, an army of robots invading the streets and the
resistance members having difficulties in surviving the assault.
Civilians run in fear, some of them weren't so lucky and became
robotized, enough is enough.
"So he finally came out of hiding.." Ty crunched the bridge
between his eyes and muzzle into a frown before cutting the TV
off, it was time to do something about this. The muscular wolf
rushed to his front door, opened it to embark himself into a
world of tyranny. He scanned the environment around him for any
non-robotized civilians, they are a priority first. Ty spotted
some in danger, and froze the opposition in ice to give them
time to escape, he would more or less repeat this action with
various groups of people until they were safe for the most part.
[That takes care of the civilians on this side of the street, I
better find Blaze] he went to go search for his brother.
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