Post by Moshii on Jan 12, 2007 18:22:14 GMT -5
I couldn't help it. I had to do what SB was doing, only for my army.
Just so you know, nothing in this ties in with likely any other: story, show, fanfic,etc. It's in its own continuity.
I'll try to not screw this up bad...
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As usual, the Guylos Imperial forces decided to attack a Republic outpost. This outpost, how-ever, was less of a standard base, and more of a research and prototype facility. So, in contrast as to what was expected from a Republic base, the Imperial Saber Tigers and Molgas met up with Shield Ligers equipped with unfinished and prototype weapons attached; and the ancient Cyclops.
The Cyclops was piloted by another Republic project: Kazi. Kazi, the blue eyed, black haired, slender six foot tall man, was dubbed a project after being found in the center of a crater, not knowing or reMembering anything. So the Republic proceeded to train him to become a "mindless, soulless, fighter". He was trained only to eat, kill, and to "unload" himself in the bathroom. It was never believed that he could think for himself.
The battle had waged for the past three hours. Most of those remaining were either professional pilots, computer piloted units, or Kazi. The "invincible" Kazi had personally destroyed three quarters of the Imperial forces. But then it happened. The Cyclops' power source was completely drained. Kazi was a sitting duck. He attempted to re-boot the Cyclops. Nothing happened.
After a few dozen tense moments, the battle was over. Kazi was still alive, and enraged. While attempting to make contact with a mechanic (through the radio), the captain in command of the base ordered the Cyclops destroyed.
"If it isn't able to hold up in combat, it's no use to us." boomed the captain.
"But, sir, it's the zoid's fault. The energy supply ran out during combat!" pleaded a Sergeant.
"Fine. Then it must be the pilot's fault for not conserving energy properly! Dispose of the pilot. Away from the base this time, Morgan!"
So Sergeant Morgan and a small group of five men gassed the Cyclops' canopy with sleeping gas, rendering Kazi defenseless.
Kazi woke up about an hour later, on a cliff about half a mile away, facing the base he had just defended. He soon realized: he couldn't move. Nothing at all would move.
"At it again, are ya, Morgan?" calmly spoke the bound Kazi.
"Captain's orders, K." replied the waiting Morgan, hiding behind Kazi's back.
"You always were a poison-obsessed-suck -up, moron."
"The name's Morgan!"
"Hey, are ya gonna do this or what?" snickered Kazi.
"Hmm. I guess we have, eh, wondered off, now haven't we?"
"...pfft. Come on, I ain't got all day."
"Right. I'll just load my gun(AK-47 like gun)...and I'll finish this."
"Alright, if you aren't to take this seriously, then I'm out of here." stated the now-freely-standing Kazi.
"Wha-wha-what about my poison?!" screamed the startled Morgan.
"Well, I regained feeling about the time you said 'The name's Morgan.' So, if you don't mind..."
Kazi strolled over to the stunned Morgan, pried the gun from his hands, and rifle-butted him right in the face, knocking him out.
Kazi then stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the base, and said "Now I have a reason to fight the Republic. Captain, you're mine..."
Kazi turned around, just in time for the others Morgan had left with to find them. Kazi then proceeded to begin his revenge with them.
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That's part one. Still more to come. And, yes, I do make them talk too much. Questions?
Just so you know, nothing in this ties in with likely any other: story, show, fanfic,etc. It's in its own continuity.
I'll try to not screw this up bad...
~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~
As usual, the Guylos Imperial forces decided to attack a Republic outpost. This outpost, how-ever, was less of a standard base, and more of a research and prototype facility. So, in contrast as to what was expected from a Republic base, the Imperial Saber Tigers and Molgas met up with Shield Ligers equipped with unfinished and prototype weapons attached; and the ancient Cyclops.
The Cyclops was piloted by another Republic project: Kazi. Kazi, the blue eyed, black haired, slender six foot tall man, was dubbed a project after being found in the center of a crater, not knowing or reMembering anything. So the Republic proceeded to train him to become a "mindless, soulless, fighter". He was trained only to eat, kill, and to "unload" himself in the bathroom. It was never believed that he could think for himself.
The battle had waged for the past three hours. Most of those remaining were either professional pilots, computer piloted units, or Kazi. The "invincible" Kazi had personally destroyed three quarters of the Imperial forces. But then it happened. The Cyclops' power source was completely drained. Kazi was a sitting duck. He attempted to re-boot the Cyclops. Nothing happened.
After a few dozen tense moments, the battle was over. Kazi was still alive, and enraged. While attempting to make contact with a mechanic (through the radio), the captain in command of the base ordered the Cyclops destroyed.
"If it isn't able to hold up in combat, it's no use to us." boomed the captain.
"But, sir, it's the zoid's fault. The energy supply ran out during combat!" pleaded a Sergeant.
"Fine. Then it must be the pilot's fault for not conserving energy properly! Dispose of the pilot. Away from the base this time, Morgan!"
So Sergeant Morgan and a small group of five men gassed the Cyclops' canopy with sleeping gas, rendering Kazi defenseless.
Kazi woke up about an hour later, on a cliff about half a mile away, facing the base he had just defended. He soon realized: he couldn't move. Nothing at all would move.
"At it again, are ya, Morgan?" calmly spoke the bound Kazi.
"Captain's orders, K." replied the waiting Morgan, hiding behind Kazi's back.
"You always were a poison-obsessed-suck -up, moron."
"The name's Morgan!"
"Hey, are ya gonna do this or what?" snickered Kazi.
"Hmm. I guess we have, eh, wondered off, now haven't we?"
"...pfft. Come on, I ain't got all day."
"Right. I'll just load my gun(AK-47 like gun)...and I'll finish this."
"Alright, if you aren't to take this seriously, then I'm out of here." stated the now-freely-standing Kazi.
"Wha-wha-what about my poison?!" screamed the startled Morgan.
"Well, I regained feeling about the time you said 'The name's Morgan.' So, if you don't mind..."
Kazi strolled over to the stunned Morgan, pried the gun from his hands, and rifle-butted him right in the face, knocking him out.
Kazi then stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the base, and said "Now I have a reason to fight the Republic. Captain, you're mine..."
Kazi turned around, just in time for the others Morgan had left with to find them. Kazi then proceeded to begin his revenge with them.
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That's part one. Still more to come. And, yes, I do make them talk too much. Questions?
