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  • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

    Need i also mention that i need to stay the Hell away from that flywheel if all possible? eep

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    • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

      Ok, my fight tactics, try to ram the Hell out of Bashs sides and pin him against the wall, stay the HELL away from the flywheel. Hopefully this will allow my more distructive teammates time to give Bash a Bashing.

      Could Nicole try to block the transmission to that mind control chip?

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      • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

        Nice one, Steven! Um, I mean...must kill vapourboteers...must kill vapourboteers...

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        • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

          The spinning can be arranged, you guys occupy him til Im up to speed, then ill go for his claw makign it useless and then rip his now defenseless self to shreds

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          • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

            Im taking out Tom! Ill forget about transforming into my robotic self and will stay human instead and fight Tom the old fashion way.

            Im going to whip out the rare 12 string bass guitar that Metallica used and plug into a rather large 10Kw Amp and blast a few gut wrenching low cords at Tom, hopefully making him vomit repeatedly, which will give me the time to rip the chip of his head and then pass him the guitar to play Roland by Interpol to help distort the chips on Frank and Richs heads.

            Plan B??? KICK THEIR ASSES *insert evil look here*

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            • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

              *scratches head*

              *starts playing Hot Gossip by the Blues Explosion*

              Hey, this chip aint all bad! *solos* I plan to destory everyone with dodgy guitar playing /clipart{rofl}

              ...and keep it down, Im on the night shift!

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              • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                Dont forget your ear muffs, Aaron!

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                • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                  Thats not me. My hair is brown :P

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                  • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                    Dave Sez: Hmm, pie?

                    STEVE SEZ:
                    Soz for delay again, chaps. Just hope this has been worth the wait. :S

                    RUN AWAY! Matty yelled and the quartet quickly separated as Sergeant Bash shot towards them.

                    Distraction time, I feel, Chris said briskly and, in a little shower of sparks, he had morphed into the slightly battered Love Bite. Acting quickly, the double-wedge shot across Bashs path as the House Robot made his way over to Kody. Put off by the rammers buzzing-around, the Sergeant twirled his flamethrower around and gave a sudden burst of fire! Love Bite escaped in one piece, although part of his side had been rather nastily singed. Still, Chris had managed to gain the Sergeants full attention, as the duo began darting around the laboratory in circles, taking care not to stray too close to the centre Pit.

                    In the meantime, Alex was already in robot form, the Archangel slowly revving up to maximum speed as Love Bite led Bash in its merry dance. Slowly, the domed destroyer made its way across the lab and as the Sergeant appeared to slip himself under the double-wedges side and begin to slowly crumple into the titanium shell, the Archangel smashed into the House Robots side with a horrible crunch! As Alex spun aside, Bash relinquished his grip. Although he had stood up to the damage OK, a nasty slice had gone right across his camoflague paintwork. Letting off an angry burst of flame, the Sergeant twirled round and lowered his flamethrower, making a charge at the plodding Archangel! He was barely a few feet away from this whirling quarray...when Super Gore intercepted from the left and easily slipped its claws underneath the House Robots side! Before Bash could do anything, Kodys arm was raised and the bulked-up bot was tipped onto its side. Immediately, the Sergeant activated his own side-arms - only to land on top of the waiting Love Bite and Queer With The Gear! Digging their wheels hard into the arena floor, the duo shoved with all their might in the direction of the Flame Pit! Whirling the flamethrower around wildly, with bursts of fire illuminating the room, Bash tried to escape - but to no avail! In mere seconds, the mechanised Chris n Matt had dumped him over the edge and sent the House Robot to melt in the white-hot fires below.

                    Consider that your dishonourable discharge, Kody smirked, morphing back to human form with the others.

                    Well, at least that was better than AJs matieral, Chris sighed as the doorway slid open again and the party made their way back into the corridor.

                    **********

                    Meanwhile, chaos was consuming the upstairs office. Aaron, AJ and Agent Mann were madly dashing all over the room, deperately trying to avoid all manner of unusual attacks - swipes from Richs claws n tail; stray blasts from Toms laser guitar; and hefty swings of the fish club Frank had removed from his eternally-vast trouser pockets! All the while, Refbot and Chrome just stood at the back of the room, smirking at the unfolding scene.

                    This is madness, AJ wheezed as a laser shot blew up the coffee flask he was drinking from, Were under fire and we cant do anything because were under fire from civilians!

                    We cant run forever, you know, Elle panted, narrowly cartwheeling away from Richs crazed slashing, sooner of later, well have to stop and face the music.

                    The Ideas Fairy appeared to have just made a visit to Aarons brain. Holy Home And Away, Ive got it! he exclaimed and quickly shut himself inside one of the holding cubes. Stall em! he whispered urgently, removing the Team Braveheart spare parts from his own pockets, Ive just got to fix one or two things. Although pretty clueless as to his actual plan, AJ and Elle followed orders and continued careering around the office, the brainwashed Forumers still madly pursuing them.

                    [Most amusing], Refbot chuckled darkly, [Its only a matter of time before their batteries run out and this Annihilator draws to a close]. He was right. Andy and Agent Mann were definately tiring fast as their three unwilling foes kept up the chase. Things were starting to look very grim indeed for the party when:

                    Are we ready to rock?! Aaron burst out of the holding cell, holding a very crude electric guitar, twin speakers built in on either side of the strings. Twiddling the volume key on the neck up to WTF?!, the Aussie jammed two little pieces of Hardox into his ears, cried Cover your ears to his companions and struck the strings violently.

                    The F chord reverberated across the office, knocking the humans to the floor and juddering the robots like they were trapped in a paint mixer. As the guitars ringing began echoing, three weenie explosions signalled the active chips demise and as Aaron turned the volume right down to Mute, he gave a triumphant cry of: Id like to thank you all on behalf of the group and I hope we passed the audition!

                    Streuth! Tom exclaimed as he sat upright, that was a pretty weird experience, if I do say so myself. Getting back to his feet, he brushed himself off and let loose the riff from Walk Idiot Walk. Still got it, it grinned.

                    [You...YOU...AAAAAAARRRGH!!] Bike-light eyes flashing violently, Refbot swung around and smacked Chrome over onto his back, a few pained groans coming from the bionic boxer as he lay dazed.

                    You know, I think we may have outstayed our welcome, Richie said nervously, whos up for scarpering home?

                    Sounds good to me, Frank replied, hitching up his trousers, Im behind schedule for the next League fights as it is!

                    You guys head off then!, Aaron told them, just keep going down until youre out the factory! Well take it from here! and wasting not a second, the freed three shot out the room and out of sight, just as Alex, Chris, Kody and Matty charged into the office. The team was back together, baby.

                    [FOOLS!] Refbot barked [YOU DARE TO SHUT DOWN MY GLORIOUS REVENGE OPERATION?!] In his pitiful rage, he picked up the demonstration and hurled it at the intruders, [YOULL PAY FOR THIS DISRESPECT! GUARDS! GUARDS!] The side door opened once more and three final figures emerged - Growler, Sir Killalot and Mr Psycho.

                    Just like all the others, these three too had had several modifications. Sir Ks armour now covered every square inch of his body, thick sprung skirts shielding the tracks while the huge claw and the mind-bendingly fast drill lance glistened in the neon lighting. Mr Psycho too sported similar alterations, his hefty hammer actually punching a hole through one of the holding cubes in a little demo of his power. Growler shared the skirts and full body armouring as well, a werewolfs howl emerging from his steel lips as the two rows of pointed Hardox teeth in his mouth released a lance similar to Killalots he was initally clutching.

                    Stats if you please, Nicole, Chris blurted in a rush, quickly now. On the double.

                    [...processing...

                    NAME: Sir Killalot
                    STATISTICS:
                    - Weapon Power = 9
                    - Speed = 5
                    - Manoueverability = 5
                    - Defense = 9
                    - Traction = 7
                    - Aim = 7


                    NAME: Mr Psycho
                    STATISTICS:
                    - Weapon Power = 10
                    - Speed = 4
                    - Manoueverability = 4
                    - Defense = 10
                    - Traction = 8
                    - Aim = 7


                    NAME: Growler
                    STATISTICS:
                    - Weapon Power = 8
                    - Speed = 8
                    - Manoueverability = 7
                    - Defense = 8
                    - Traction = 9
                    - Aim = 4

                    Is that it? Kody snorted confidently, OK, these dudes look mean, Reffie, but theyre no match for the seven of us!

                    [I believe you mean the six of you?] Refbot sneered and the Canadian gawped at what he saw.

                    Matty was sitting atop Growler, the drill lance in his hand and the stray demo chip stuck on his forehead.

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                    • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                      DECISION TIME!

                      The good news? Youve destroyed all but one of the remaining mind control chips and freed your hostage buddies!

                      The bad news? The nastiest House Bots of all are about to put an end to your pesky meddling permanately and a brainwashed Matty has now joined them!

                      Theres no escaping until Refbots last minions have been scrapped, so whats the plan now, gents?

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                      • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                        Psycho is slow, stay the heck away from his weapons and bug the hell out of him. 10 for defense though, we need Aaron and Alex to get to work there.

                        As for Matty...crud.

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                        • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                          Okay,

                          Technical Plan A:

                          Become Knightrousoxide. Start spinning on the spot while cranking the spinning disc up to speed. Once up to speed, Aim for the edges of these sprung skirts and tears the corners up. Repeat until the skirt is removed.

                          Suicidal Plan B: (This is my fav )

                          Spin the disc up to full speed. Get one of the flippers to flip me up into the air, where Ill land disc first into the top of the HR, with my disc energy and full flying 100kg robot weight into the opponent. Hopefully doing a lot more damage.

                          Standard Plan C:
                          Just leave Matty behind and go home for a coffee....

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                          • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                            Dave SEZ: PIE!

                            STEVE SEZ:
                            Another long wait. Hope this isnt draining your interest in the proceedings. : S

                            Just you stay out of harms way, missy, AJ warned as he shunted Agent Mann aside, we can handle this and he promptly morphed along with the others to mechanical form.

                            Quickest in as always, Love Bite narrowly avoided one of Growlers charges (Matty sitting astride, mad as hell) and began running rings around Mr Psycho! Initially pretty disorientated keeping track of the nippy box-wedge, the House Robot failed to notice the Archangel scuttle up alongside and smack into the side-skirts with a horrible crash! The mechanised Alex spun away...while Mr P stood with barely a scratch on him and finally managed to grab hold of Love Bite by the claw, whom he aptly raised up on high with grim satisfaction!

                            The Archangel too was now finding itself in hot water! While attempting to rerev the spinny shell, Growler and Matty thundered across the office and pinned the mighty FBS into one of the walls! However, just as the sharpened teeth began to slowly sink their way into the Angels outer claws, Super Gore came to the rescue and scraped its pincers underneath the mad dogs side-skirting! Wasting no time, the Big Nipper lookalike began lifting the powered-up pooch off the arena floor...but Alex barely had time to waddle away before Growler crashed down onto his wheels and slammed the Canadian backwards into one of the holding cubes before pinning down the Archangel again!

                            Killalot meanwhile was left on his lonesome. GeForce and Knightrous Oxide appeared to be nowhere as the neon knight slowly trundled around the room looking for them. He was just about to make his way up to top of the office, when Aaron Knights spinning alter-ego flew over the desk and smashed its whirling flywheel right into Sir Ks head as GeForce crept around the table for a side-attack! Everything was going perfectly here for once...at least until Knightrous Oxide finally fell to the floor on its back and Killalot hoisted it off the ground with his horrific claw! Wasting no time, Andy was in action, scraping beneath the side-skirting...when the Warzones own Knight of the Realm whirred around and effortlessly pinned the Gravity lookalike up against the office wall!

                            Agent Mann surveyed the scene - her comrades were either jammed against the walls, being crumpled by giant mechanical hands or trapped in a large metal box!

                            Oh bloody hell, she sighed and in a flash of sparks, she had gone. In her place stood a sleek triangular wedge, a large single-headed hammer resting on top of its sloped body shell. Enscribed on either side was the legend Her Majesty on top of her Union Jack paintjob. In an instant, the newly-formed machine had bolted across the room and thrust its axe into Mr Psychos side! With what sounded like an electronic howl, the hefty House Robot released its grip on Love Bite, whom toppled back onto its wheels and darted over to annoy Growler. Barking savagely, the mechanical mutt turned his attention away from the Archangel and began chasing Love Bite around the ring, while Her Majesty was now busy hammering Killalot as he released GeForce and Knightrous from his grasp! With Elle and Chris keeping the House Bots satisfied, Alex quickly reverted back to human form and slashed the now-normal Kody out of the cube with his lightsabre.

                            Plan needed, guys! he called, narrowly hopping out of Growler n Mattys path.

                            Way ahead of you! AJ yelled back. Normal once more too (and stuck atop the desk with Sir K on his way over), he plucked a fresh coffee canister from his person and threw it right next to the brainwasher generator at the back of the room.

                            OK! he announced, set for 30 seconds! Now lets get the hell out of here!

                            Couldnt agree more! Elle called as her now-human self deftly dodged Mr Psychos hammer, but what about Matthew?

                            Leave it to me! Kody grinned and promptly tackled Matty to the ground. Just as Growler whirled round to exact a little revenge, the newly-formed Super Gore grappled Mr Fowler in its front pincers, arms pinned to his side as he tried to fight against the claws.

                            Good plan, Kody! Chris cheered, now how about we RUN?! and wasting no time, the five heroes shot back out the office, Super Gore not far behind with Matty in its clutches.

                            [COME ON! GO AND GET THEM!] Refbot howled to his slightly dazed lackies [FOLLOW THEM! EXTERMINATE THEM BEFORE...]

                            [Hey, boss!] Chrome called dizzily [dya have any idea what this is?]

                            Refbots electric eyes widened as he read 0:00:03 on the coffee canisters timer.

                            **********

                            Now back on the surface world, the gang sprinted out the rear of the warehouse, Super Gore right behind carrying Matty.

                            Let me guess... Bertie groaned, ...another imminant explosion? Is there anything you guys wont blow up?

                            Just zip it and get going, will you?! Elle snapped as everyone jumbled inside him, unless you rather fancy the idea of drowning in Nescaf¨!

                            All right, all right, the bus grumbled and with a mere click or two, the wings and rear booster were back in action and the Sodor transporter was back in the air.

                            Hey, guys! AJ called from the back window, its just about to...3...2...1.... The crew stumbled to the back and exchanged proud grins as they witnessed coffee flooding up through the warehouses cracked windows, Andys the biggest of them all.

                            ...erm...Kody? Gonna let me down now? The others whirled round and found Super Gore lowered a once-again normal Matty back down to the ground.

                            Guess his chip must have gone bust when the generator blew, Chris reasoned.

                            Shame, Alex smirked wickedly with a twirl of his lightsabre, I wouldnt have minded removing it myself.

                            Oh and...erm..., Aaron said nervously as he approached Agent Mann, c-can I just say that y-y-you kicked ass back there? A vampish wink from the MI5 employee quickly turned the Aussie engineer a deep maroon.

                            That reminds me!, Matty interrupted, why didnt you tell us you could transform too?! And why the hell didnt you ever use it to help out in all the crazy stuff we faced earlier?!

                            You never asked, she retorted simply with a flash of her tongue.

                            WOMEN! Matty cried exasperated and grumpily settled down with his copy of the latest Mans World.

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                            • Robot Wars RPG - The Mentorn Conspiracy 2005

                              A brief word from the author to say once more Soz! for the delays :sad: and to reveal a little bit more about Agent Manns alter-ego :

                              NAME: Her Majesty
                              BODY: 4WD low triangular wedge, sloped sides
                              ARMOURING: titanium
                              WEAPON: 180 degree pneumatic axe. Acts as srimech
                              STATISTICS:
                              - Weapon Power = 8
                              - Speed = 5
                              - Manoueverability = 5
                              - Defense = 6
                              - Traction = 6
                              - Aim = 7
                              http://www.geocities.com/mrdave1986/Her_Majesty.JPGhttp://www.geocities.com/mrdave1986/Her_Majesty.JPG


                              So, another suspect is off the list...and since only one more remains, I can now give you the start of Chapter 6 early. Up in a sec, lads

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                                Dave SEZ: Don€™t Believe the Truth.

                                STEVE SEZ:

                                CHAPTER 6: I AM THE EGGMAN

                                DATELINE: Random Field, West Cumbria, England, 7:34pm

                                Darkness began to settle over the hills of the Cumbrian countryside. Not a single sign of human life could be seen for miles. The only sound that could be heard for miles was that of a single-decker bus grinding down to a halt at the bottom of a particularly large hill.

                                Final stop, Bertie announced, the Big Round Gentleman should be found just around this mound o grass.

                                Goody, Chris grumbled, more walking. Receiving a flick on the back of the head from an irritated Alex for his troubles, the intellectual hopped out the bus with the others and the group clambered up to the top of the hill. Quickly reaching the summet, they peered down over the top and clapped their eyes on an unusual structure.

                                In a valley between two hills, surrounded by steel fencing, was a large metal building. It was almost fortress-like at first appearance, with tall humanoid robots patrolling its perimeter, the floodlights shining off their deep blue armouring as their domed heads scanned the area.

                                That, my friends, Agent Mann whispered through her binoculors, is Smellafield Nuclear Power Station.

                                Kody nearly choked on the tea he was nicking from Andy. What?! Are you telling us that suckers radioactive?!

                                Thats a good point, actually, Chris added, I thought Smellafield shut down back in the 80s after one of the workers tried to make a grilled cheese sandwich with the reactor core and almost created a nuclear apocolypse.

                                It should still be shut down, Elle replied, but not any more. According to recent MI5 reports, Robotniks been using it as a sort of hide-away for whenever the heats on him. Its perfect, really. Whos going to suspect that an international evil genius is camping out in Cumbria of all places?. AJ began raising his hand, but a swift slap from Aaron halted its progress.

                                When you two have quite finished... Chris scowled, giving the duo a stern glare, OK, Nicky, any possible means of sneaking inside?. A few moments passed as Nicole processed the map through.

                                [Blueprints indicate possible entrances in main doors, air ventalation tunnel on left side of building or hatchway on top of vicinity. Top entrance can be accessed via steel ladder on right side of building].

                                Spoilt for choice again, I see? Aaron groaned with a roll of his eyes. Those routes could be a lot worse, I suppose, but my real problem is with those guys, he added, pointing to the SWATbots littering the outside of the base. A moments pause.

                                ...does that Spoon has a can opener, buddy?, Kody asked AJ nervously.

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