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Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005
STEVE SEZ:
Matty approached the desktop first and lifted up the CD player with interest.
Ah, Steven smiled, I see youve taken an interest in my InfiniTune CD player. Been working on that for a while now. This little beauty has been custom-made to contain every single piece of famous music ever devised by man. Baroque to Rock, Romantic to RnB, Classical to commercials, its all there. Combined with the little speakers here, certain tracks will be able to have certain influences over people. Just make sure you pick the right one to use. But Matty wasnt really listening. He was already plugged in and dancing along to Michael.
Next, it was Chris who came up to the bench and picked up the palmtop computer.
Oh, now this is a particularly interesting item, Steve informed him, I picked it up during my Dimension Hopping days. This thing contains more knowledgable information than every library in the UK put together and then some. Intruiged, Chris fiddled with a few of the buttons and the little screen lit up. The name Nicole flashed briefly onto the monitor before fading a normal menu set-up.
[Greetings] she said. She had a rather calm voice with a hint of an American accent. [How may I assist you, Sally?]. Chris stared at the palmtop for a second before giving Steven a piercing glare.
...um...heh-heh...I-I-Im still trying to iron out that little bug, he told him sheepishly as the brains of the outfit backed off to let Alex through, immediately going for the lightsabre.
A man of taste, Steven grinned as Mr Holt began testing the electric sword with a few nifty manouevres, Another souvenier of mine. The best thing about this particular lightsabre is that it runs on a tinkered Duracell battery, so its got a lifespan of at least 60 years! An evil smirk on his face, Alex faded away with his new toy while AJ zipped up front and took the Swiss Army Spoon.
Smart decision, the Scotsman commented, this little gadget has over 50 different utility functions, everything from an all-purpose key and a small laser cutter to all sorts of different kitchen utensils. That should come in pretty handy on your quest.
I guess, AJ pondered, I really just wanted something to stir me coffee with. Sighing heavily, Steven swept him aside and allowed Aaron to step up. For a few moments, his hands hovered over the phone and the Power Ring, but he soon reached his decision and lifted the telecommunicator from the bench.
Ah, now this is something a little bit special, Steven pointed out, This here is my Seance Cellphone. By dialling a certain number in the wee phonebook provided, you can contact a spirit from the afterlife and summon them to help you in times of need. Be careful, though, because this should only be used in desperate times. The dead dont like being constantly bothered and besides, the charges per call are astronomical! Twirling the phone into his pocket like John Wayne with his revolver, Aaron left the desk to let Kody pick up their last item...but not before sweeping a pile of Team Braveheart parts into his other pockets first.
The Camoflague Ray Gun, Steve announced as Kody picked up the pistol and began examining it, a wise choice and easy to work. Just twiddle the knob on the side of the gun to your chosen setting, point it at your desired target and fire. Cool as you like, the Canadian sets the firearm to James Bond, shoots himself and in a flash of green light, finds himself clad in a sleek black tuxedo.
Sa-weet, he grinned and reset the dial to Undo All. With another flash, Kody was back in his normal attire and rejoined the others, very pleased with himself.
Just one little question, Steven, Alex inquired, how are we supposed to find these suspects, anyway? Its a big world after all, and my Doomforall halfs stuck in a whole different universe, so finding thems hardly going to be a piece of cake.
Ive already thought of that eventuality, the Scotsman proclaimed proudly, Nicole here already has the coordinates of our neer-do-wells chief locations and as for transport.... He led the six to the other end of the room, where an old-fashioned single-decker bus sat near a side-door of the garage.
Oh no, Aaron sighed, not another one of these rustin barbies again.
Who you calling rusty, you muppet?! the bus exclaimed. The group stared boggle-eyed at the vehicle and slowly walked around it. On the front, just between the headlights, was a big white face, and it looked pretty peeved at that last insult. Ill have you know Im the most reliable buses on all of Sodor, so you can keep those little smart-alec comments to yourself!. The bus juddered to life and slowly turned towards the group, who by now were starting to back away nervously.
Bertie! Steven snapped, control yourself! These are friends! Passengers, even, he added suggestively.
Passengers? Bertie spluttered, well, you shouldve said! Hop in, lads! Plenty of room for all! Somewhat apprehencively, the gang stepped aboard the long red bus and each took a seat in one of the specially-cushioned seats down either side of his innards.
Whos going to drive? Chris asked, Alex pinning AJs arms to his sides.
No-one, Steve told them as he hopped onto the bus stairs, just tell Bertie here where you want to go and hell go there. Speaking of which, youd better be off now. Mum and Dadll be home any minute now and they dont like me having company while theyre away. And then, he smiled over at his faithful companions. All the best, lads, he said quietly and patted the steel innards of the bus. OK, Bertie, follow their lead! and he jumped back out into the garage. The group exchanged excited looks as the doors folded closed and they heard Bertie revving up and shifting gears...along with a strange popping sound from the rear.
What was that? Matty asked, the InfiniTune turned off since his introduction to the bus.
Just a little something to aid the journey, Bertie chuckled and after a few seconds of warming up, the nitro jets now protruding from his rear burst into life and sent the chaotic cavalcade rocketing through the garage side-door and out into the wider world. Racing down the driveway, Steven looked on as the upgraded bus thundered into the horizon and out of sight in mere seconds.
God speed, gentlemen, he whispered and dashed back inside to clean things up before the family showed up.
STEVE SEZ:
Matty approached the desktop first and lifted up the CD player with interest.
Ah, Steven smiled, I see youve taken an interest in my InfiniTune CD player. Been working on that for a while now. This little beauty has been custom-made to contain every single piece of famous music ever devised by man. Baroque to Rock, Romantic to RnB, Classical to commercials, its all there. Combined with the little speakers here, certain tracks will be able to have certain influences over people. Just make sure you pick the right one to use. But Matty wasnt really listening. He was already plugged in and dancing along to Michael.
Next, it was Chris who came up to the bench and picked up the palmtop computer.
Oh, now this is a particularly interesting item, Steve informed him, I picked it up during my Dimension Hopping days. This thing contains more knowledgable information than every library in the UK put together and then some. Intruiged, Chris fiddled with a few of the buttons and the little screen lit up. The name Nicole flashed briefly onto the monitor before fading a normal menu set-up.
[Greetings] she said. She had a rather calm voice with a hint of an American accent. [How may I assist you, Sally?]. Chris stared at the palmtop for a second before giving Steven a piercing glare.
...um...heh-heh...I-I-Im still trying to iron out that little bug, he told him sheepishly as the brains of the outfit backed off to let Alex through, immediately going for the lightsabre.
A man of taste, Steven grinned as Mr Holt began testing the electric sword with a few nifty manouevres, Another souvenier of mine. The best thing about this particular lightsabre is that it runs on a tinkered Duracell battery, so its got a lifespan of at least 60 years! An evil smirk on his face, Alex faded away with his new toy while AJ zipped up front and took the Swiss Army Spoon.
Smart decision, the Scotsman commented, this little gadget has over 50 different utility functions, everything from an all-purpose key and a small laser cutter to all sorts of different kitchen utensils. That should come in pretty handy on your quest.
I guess, AJ pondered, I really just wanted something to stir me coffee with. Sighing heavily, Steven swept him aside and allowed Aaron to step up. For a few moments, his hands hovered over the phone and the Power Ring, but he soon reached his decision and lifted the telecommunicator from the bench.
Ah, now this is something a little bit special, Steven pointed out, This here is my Seance Cellphone. By dialling a certain number in the wee phonebook provided, you can contact a spirit from the afterlife and summon them to help you in times of need. Be careful, though, because this should only be used in desperate times. The dead dont like being constantly bothered and besides, the charges per call are astronomical! Twirling the phone into his pocket like John Wayne with his revolver, Aaron left the desk to let Kody pick up their last item...but not before sweeping a pile of Team Braveheart parts into his other pockets first.
The Camoflague Ray Gun, Steve announced as Kody picked up the pistol and began examining it, a wise choice and easy to work. Just twiddle the knob on the side of the gun to your chosen setting, point it at your desired target and fire. Cool as you like, the Canadian sets the firearm to James Bond, shoots himself and in a flash of green light, finds himself clad in a sleek black tuxedo.
Sa-weet, he grinned and reset the dial to Undo All. With another flash, Kody was back in his normal attire and rejoined the others, very pleased with himself.
Just one little question, Steven, Alex inquired, how are we supposed to find these suspects, anyway? Its a big world after all, and my Doomforall halfs stuck in a whole different universe, so finding thems hardly going to be a piece of cake.
Ive already thought of that eventuality, the Scotsman proclaimed proudly, Nicole here already has the coordinates of our neer-do-wells chief locations and as for transport.... He led the six to the other end of the room, where an old-fashioned single-decker bus sat near a side-door of the garage.
Oh no, Aaron sighed, not another one of these rustin barbies again.
Who you calling rusty, you muppet?! the bus exclaimed. The group stared boggle-eyed at the vehicle and slowly walked around it. On the front, just between the headlights, was a big white face, and it looked pretty peeved at that last insult. Ill have you know Im the most reliable buses on all of Sodor, so you can keep those little smart-alec comments to yourself!. The bus juddered to life and slowly turned towards the group, who by now were starting to back away nervously.
Bertie! Steven snapped, control yourself! These are friends! Passengers, even, he added suggestively.
Passengers? Bertie spluttered, well, you shouldve said! Hop in, lads! Plenty of room for all! Somewhat apprehencively, the gang stepped aboard the long red bus and each took a seat in one of the specially-cushioned seats down either side of his innards.
Whos going to drive? Chris asked, Alex pinning AJs arms to his sides.
No-one, Steve told them as he hopped onto the bus stairs, just tell Bertie here where you want to go and hell go there. Speaking of which, youd better be off now. Mum and Dadll be home any minute now and they dont like me having company while theyre away. And then, he smiled over at his faithful companions. All the best, lads, he said quietly and patted the steel innards of the bus. OK, Bertie, follow their lead! and he jumped back out into the garage. The group exchanged excited looks as the doors folded closed and they heard Bertie revving up and shifting gears...along with a strange popping sound from the rear.
What was that? Matty asked, the InfiniTune turned off since his introduction to the bus.
Just a little something to aid the journey, Bertie chuckled and after a few seconds of warming up, the nitro jets now protruding from his rear burst into life and sent the chaotic cavalcade rocketing through the garage side-door and out into the wider world. Racing down the driveway, Steven looked on as the upgraded bus thundered into the horizon and out of sight in mere seconds.
God speed, gentlemen, he whispered and dashed back inside to clean things up before the family showed up.
As you know, you have five parties suspected of Wedge Devos kidnapping: 
Good luck!
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