Robot Wars RPG - "The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005"

[alex_holt]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

use the ray to disguise ourselves as a storyteller and people dressed up to act out a story, then we wait til bush goes to bed, tell him a bedtime story and ask rhetorical quesrtions in the script to uncover everytihgn without hoim noticing, including asking him for all security passes and such, then one of us takes his identity and launch the fbi to investigate it for us

[alex_holt]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

In addition to this we use the disguise thign to change bush into bin laden, his own snipers will get him, were elft in cotnroll of the US, we didnt get him ourselves.

Itll have to be andy or matt to simulate Bushs stupidity correctly tho.

[matty_haka]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Plan for moi:

Right, play on his unintelligence. Firstly, try and trick him into something by asking him what he or anyone else plans to do with Wedge Devo. If he knows what were on about hell spill, if he doesnt, then Ill probe him for other information.

If he denies it, Ill claim that wed agreed on it in our last meeting, hell be confused, and possibly state what he actually did with it.

If it turns out he knows nothing, Ill move it onto the war on terror,a nd ask him if I can take a few things back home to thw uK ot sample

Anyone else got any ideas?

[darkguru]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Ok, before exploring an area, we need to figure out which one an agent would be more likely to go to with legit business, if the rest of you want to use Alexs idea, Nichole and i could do some sneaking around.

I need a map to the interior of the White House, anything, even tourist if its accurate.

[darkguru]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

The only problem is, i dont do American accents, so i have two options, MI6 agent accompanying Tony, or use the camo to become a female agent and let Nichole do the talking, MI6 wouldnt have the same clearance.

Ack, sod it, im out the closet, youd expect it of me once If anyone chats me up though, he gets a knee to the balls

Why do i get the feeling that Nichole would find it funny to flirt?

[Guest]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Get him to try and pronounce nuclear correctly. Youll have all the time in the world to shoot him then.

[alex_holt]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

or we could get a sign pointign left and write go right and leave it outside his office, saying its the direction to donuts

[kodster]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Im with Alex, and if any guards come Ill go blackbelt-karate-jujitsu-aikido-kung fu on them

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[andrewj]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Phew, didnt expect that to work.

Like Matty, I can do various impersonations if that helps at all.

Also, does the camo gun have an invisibility option?

And, if things get tricky. Just tell Bush someone is planning on blowing up Disneyland, thatll distract him.

[matty_haka]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Can you do any parts of any doble acts AJ. Just thinking, double the distraction.

[mrdaves]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Dave Sez: Looks like I got the job of posting once more

STEVE SEZ:

The gang stood in the darkened bedroom, contemplating their situation.

Nicole, Chris spoke up at last, can you tell us where the electroenergy is strongest?.

[Electronic pulses strongest from second floor storage room]

Listen, Chris explained to the others, you guys head downstairs and check out the basement. I can head upstairs with Nicole and check out the second floor.

[Negative], the computer continued, [storage room contains personal possessions of the First Lady. No males permitted within that specific room.]

Where the hell dya get that? Kody exclaimed.

[Meh - one of the brochures.]

Well, Aaron said, looks like well have to take it a room at a time.

[Not necessarily] Nicole added, [I may have a solution to this particular dilemna. Andrew, find a setting on the Camoflague Ray Gun for a female SWAT operative.] Grinning broadly, AJ found the nearest possible setting (Chick in Military Uniform) and with a quick zap, Chris found himself in an army cadets outfit, his hair in a ponytail and the suit curving outwards to create the impression of...well, yknow...ladies parts.

This is your big plan?! he spluttered as the rest of the troop struggled to hide their sniggering, but my face still looks the same! And my voice!

[Negative] Nicole went on, [Simply invent an excuse for you shielding your face whenever someone gets too close. I shall supply your vocals for you if you conceal me in your sleeve. I have collected many slang phrases from a friend of my previous owner]

Yeah, Christine, Kody chuckled, its foolproof. Whos gonna suspect youre a dude? No more smart comments were made after Chris winded the Canadian with a boot to the chest.

Well... he groaned reluctantly and gave a great gulp, ...for the good of the mission and with a flick of his ponytail, he paraded into the hallway and the heroes split up once more.

**********

Feeling more confident as he discovered how well smoothly this plan was going, Chris marched smartly through the White House corridors on his way to the second floor. His worries of the costume being too inaccurate to fit in was ill-founded, since he passed several other military persons on his journey. Finally, with help from the large signposts plastered across the walls, he made his way to the First Ladys Storage Room. He had just made it up to the door, when:

Hey! You! A fellow private was making his way over to them. Immediately, Chris bent down and pretended to be retying his bootlace when he jogged right up to her. I dont remember seeing you on the coach here, he commented suspiciously, who the Sam Hill are you?

[...um...] Nicole paused, hurridly trying to think of an excuse [...uh...ah-ahm a n00b.] she said at last with (but Chris hadnt a clue why) a Southern accent [Just got transferred from the...uh...the Knothole battalion]

...never heard of it, the private said, furrowing his brow as he tried to recall that name.

[Small-town troop], she added quickly, [Were one of the lilest squads in America, see?] The private crouched down for a closer examination, Chris face still bent down at his shoes. The uniform did seem authentic...

Guess Id better take your word for it, he sighed, but Im gonna have to ask the sarge why theyre putting a klutzy little grunt in such a high security place (I could say the same for you, Chris thought to himself). Say, he added, running a few fingers up past his ponytail, youve got real purdy hair, yknow. The Englishman was just about to commence recreating his incident with Kody when...

[...why, aint you sweet?] Nicole giggled. Chris winced under his cap - this had to be some sort of payback on the team. The private smiled broadly from the soldiers response. [Yall ever done it on a factory floor?] the computer added seductively. The private was now positively beaming from ear to ear as he wrapped his arms around his new companion, but with a very British cry of Bloody hell, thats enough!, Chris thrust his knee up into his most private of parts and left him wincing on the White House floor.

As soon as we get out of this, Im turning you into a Game Gear, understand?! he whispered furiously as he stormed into the large store room and whipped the computer out of his sleeve.

[Admit it] Nicole said [that was an impressive improvisation]. Chris could swear that she was smirking triumphantly at him behind that screen of hers, but thered be time for removing her personality chip later. Right now, he needed to find where the electricity was coming from - but there was nothing electric in the room. Just a few wardrobes, the odd chest-of-drawers, several piles of clothes - and a hatstand with only one peg empty. Almost instinctively, Chris reached out and pulled on the peg. There was a sudden whirring and a few seconds later, one of the wardrobes open up to reveal a most extraordinary sight.

Clambering inside, Chris found himself in one of the largest rooms he had ever seen. As far as the eye could see, there were innumerable mock sets for TV news programmes. Fox, the BBC, CNN - a copy of virtually every set littered the warehouse.

What the... but before any further investigation took place, he heard a click from behind him.

You dropped this, the private growled and whipping round, Chris saw that he had the Camoflague Ray Gun clasped in his hands. It must have shaken loose when his knee got to work on him.

No! he exclaimed, dont!, but too late. The trigger was pulled and in a flash of green light, Chris found himself in his original black shirt and blue jeans. He then noticed with a look of horror that the Gun had been reset to Undo All. Desperately, he tried to escape, but the private immediately grabbed hold of him, a look of shock still partially set on his face and hauled him back out of the secret room...

**********

...and then, Colin realised that the portable chemical labs were really just Iraqi ice-cream vans! Matty gave a polite chuckle as Bush let off his trademark snigger. Little developments had been made in the short time hed been talking with the President, rather he was getting him relaxed before springing the key question.

So then, George, he said, taking another sip from his rather shoddy tea, hows the robot doing?

Shhh! Bush hissed urgently, Not so loud, Ton. Even most of the agents dont know about it! What ya tryina do, get me put away?

Oh, of course, Matty whispered back, simply playing along, so hows it doing right now?

Just beautiful, Bush grinned, looking unusually wicked, were just finishin up the last tests on it now. Before long, that lil babys gonna make me the most powerful leader-type guy in the whole goddang world! Matty tried to hide a painful wince. The thought of this guy the world leader? Urgh.

So then, Matty whispered, what are the latest mods youve made to Mr Devolution?

...Mr Devawhosits? Bush asked, the more familar look of confusion on his face.

You know, Matty sighed, your little project. The one concerning Wedge Devolution and he added a suggestive wink. Bush gave his ally a concerned look.

You aughta lay off the tea, Tony he advised him, I think its startina affect your line a thought. I dont know what robot youre talking about, but my robots almost ready. Whaddaya you mean?

Oh, nothing, Matty told him innocently, just - just getting my wires crossed a little here. Damn. A dead end already.

TONY?! Bush exclaimed suddenly. Matty looked down at himself. With a look of dread, he noticed that he was back in his Hawaiian shirt and tight jeans, the rainbow hat looking as silly as ever.

You aint Tony! the President yelped, GUYS! GUYS! and he mashed his hand down on a large blue button on his intercom. Matty tried to make a break for it, but already, agents were sweeping into the room, pinning him to the ground.

Shall I take him downstairs to join the others down in the basement, sir? one of them asked.

Theres more of em?! Bush spluttered, but a grin came onto his chimpish face as he considered the situation. Sure. Looks like the robots gonna get an additional test.

[mrdaves]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Part 2

Like Chris beforehand, the rest of the group had little difficulty in navigating the hallways. The agent outfits made them completely unextraordinary to any passers-by and the signposts made finding the basement easier than taking candy from a sleeping Easter Bunny. Finally, the troop reached a rickety old staircase just off one of the corridors in the west side of the building. The door at the bottom looked mettalic, rounded off with the tiniest of locks.

Allow me, AJ grinned broadly and with a few adjustments to the Swiss Army Spoon, the all-purpose key was in the hole and three smooth turns allowed the thick steel panel to swing aside easily. Slowly, the group entered the cold stony room and each gasped in turn. Stretching off into the horizon were hundreds and hundreds of pods, closer examination of which revealed them to each contain a frozen human.

What in the name of Steve Irwin is this?! Aaron blurted when a fellow agent wandered into the opened room.

Its OK, guys, he told them, I already checked up on these guys. You can all just head ba- but he never finished his sentence. In a flash of green lights, the five agents before him vanished and in their place stood five very bewildered teenagers. WHAT THE HEY?! GET EVERYBODY DOWN HERE ON THE DOUBLE! he yelled into his walkie-talkie, IVE GOT US FIVE INFILTRATORS! The group barely had time to move when more government officials flooded inside and grabbed hold of each of them. A few seconds later, several guards holding Matty and Chris showed up too, with a smug Bush bringing up the rear.

OK, Bush Alex snarled, whats the big idea?! Whats with all the pods and the bodies?

And all those TV studios?! Chris added.

And all that other robot talk?! Matty inquired.

Bush just smirked. Easy, kiddies. Getting to be able to run Uncle Sams business aint easy. After Jebs recount fiasco in Florida, my popularity was lower Condie Rice in a limbo contest. So, I got my agents and dudes to carry out a little plan o mine. Yall know damn well the best way to succeed in politics is to start a war.

Chris quickly put two and two together. It was all fake he breathed, the War on Terror. It never happened! You staged the whole thing to boost your popularity and get yourself a second term!

Bushs smirk grew righter. Right on, brainiac. The news broadcasts are just my aids doing some neato impressions, the battle footage is all CGI n models and anyone who recruited for the war effort or who got to close to the truth is in suspen - suspendener - suspensionate - ah, hell, we just froze em.

But that cant be possible!, Alex spluttered, what about Fahrrenheit 9/11 and all the anti-war propaganda?

Practical jokes by the agents during pay strikes, Bush grumbled.

...so how does the big robot come into all this? AJ asked, his eyebrow raised quizzically.

Easy, Bush went on, with everyone so distracted by all the news about the War on Terror, I can use my new giant robot dude to take over every country on the dang planet while everyones still glued to the TV n the papers! No-onell ever notice whats going on! and there went the trademark snigger again. And speaking of the giant robot, he grinned, I think its time yall got to meet it.

**********

Finally, the teams blindfolds had been removed, the agents fleeing from the room as they came to their senses. The six were standing not in a room, though - they were in the middle of the Battlebots arena, except now, it was much bigger than before. The hammers were now nearly the size of trees, the screws were almost like turbines and the HellRaisers were nothing short of launch pads. But it was what stood before them that really got them worried. Standing on two thick titanium legs, with a body like a huge metal boulder, was Bushs enormous android, his own silly visage plastered onto its face. Presently, it was standing still, its broad arms with their hammerhead-like fists dangling lazily.

Cool, huh? Bush called from outside the ring, a Fisher Price remote control hanging around his neck. Just gotta check one last thing before I let it out into the world - I gotta see how well it can smash up guys like you! And with that infamous snigger once more, he slammed his finger on the GO! button and the robot slowly creaked into life.

...well Chris whispered, passing Kody the Camoflague Ray Gun hed managed to swipe back off the private in all the earlier confusion, any bright ideas, lads?

Immediately, Aaron swiped Nicole out of his other hand. Nicole!, he barked, give me the stats of this behemoth and do get a move on, will you?!

[...downloading...]

What are you doing, AK? Andy asked nervously as the troop found themselves backing towards the nearest SpikeStrip.

Were going to war, the Australian grinned.

[steven_mcg]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

DECISION TIME!

Well, itd seem youre in quite a tight spot right now. Your key priority here is to spot that fuggin big robot and get the hell out of the White House! You dont need to worry about collecting any evidence, just getting out alive is good enough. You still have all your weapons and heres the stats of the robot Nicole downloaded for you:

NAME: The Georginator
BODY SHAPE: big, bad and humanoid
MOVEMENT: two legs
ARMOURING: titanium all over, uses mainly welding over bolts
WEAPONRY: hammerhead fists, kicking legs, a few dozen or so rockets and probably a few more
SRIMECH: arms
STATISTICS:
- Weapon Power = 20
- Speed = 3
- Manoueverability = 5
- Defense = 15
- Traction = 7
- Driving Skill = 5

Good luck getting out of this one. :wink:

[darkguru]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Alek, think you can play chop suey with that lightsaber if i keep it busy? Ill do most of the distracting, being the fastest, i will still need help from the others though, Alex just be ready to play slice and dice when we have it not looking.

[matty_haka]

Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

Easy! Im gonna do absolutely sod all. Stand in an arear where theres nothing and wiat for the 3 minutes to be up, then he can only beat me on a Judges Decision XD