h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

(Super Villan who appears to have randomly wandered into a fight)



Hi, i suppose...

(Hopefully won't die within a few posts)

*blinks into conciousness*

UUUuuuggghhhh...

(translation: Hullo Red Fox, nice of you to join us, if you don't mind I'm going to pass out again now because i'm in a rather large amount of pain)

*Intelligence Director Isard recieves, through his nano-transmitter (imbedded in his brain), that his bomb has gone off. He smiles and evil smile and wonders if any are alive, and that if they are, in what manner of ways are they dreaming of their revenge. Yes, sometimes Isard thinks, "I really do love my job."*

*The medbot, which had been innocently healing Skullock at the time, catches the full force of the blast, and flies across the room with a humourous shrieking noise.*

[When the dust settles, Yar is nowhere to be seen. No remains are found either, which means it's likely he escaped somehow.]

(Still standing, although his large black cloak appears to have become gray from all the dust)

Ooooooo... pretty explosion

*staggers to his feet, clutching his chest because the med bot hadn't finished the healing.*

*coughs*

Looks like the "hero's" are clearing out. I think it's about time we finish what we came here for.

*talks into his cell phone*

D, can't you just hack into the warehouse files and download any technological skematics(sp?) that might be useful?

That is possible, and in fact, very viable.

~Connecting with main servers~

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~Done~

~Downloading~

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~Done~

The scematics are in. What next?

Looking for potential exits might be a good idea

*Says Terran, with his pockets full of stuff from the lab*

Right. Down the hall and to your left fourty yards should be a ventalation duct. I have deactivated the senetry guns in the vents, and they should provide adequate escape.

*The medbot shakily gets up and makes its way back to Skullock, glancing about nervously.*

*Elsewhere, someone taps into the security network via a remote unit, and begins copying files...*

BTW Naquada is very unstable this i know. It took the SGC (stargate command) very long to try to control and once they got some what control it blew up. So yes lets not use huge bombs and nukes.

*Craxus wipes some of the sweat off his face from looking at Yar's empty suit.*

Well crap,that kinda sucks.

I see now Yar sorry for slicing your suit early hehe :P

*Craxus slides his cloak over his head and rushs over to the mech that is standing in the middle of the hall. Craxus pulls out his cellphone and sheaths his tribarrel handguns.*

Daedalus, can you give me full access to the mech.

*Craxus grabs some more black boxes from his poutch in his back bag and places a few around the hall at fast pace.*

Daedalus, now would be good.

*notices Skull is only half healed, runs to his side*

Hey there... Lemme check your wound...

*She touches it with her hand, and all pain is gone. The wound is now no more than a puckered scar.*

Shall we be off then?

Craxus! Terran! Let's get out of here!!!

*grabbing Skull by the arm and tugging, Jade heads toward the exit*

*Isard, sitting at his desk now, has come to the conclusion that the Mech factory is too compromised for its existance to be more usefull to the government and the army than to the rebels. He touches a panal on his desk and looks at a hologram of Terrania and the orbital space above it. Isard selects a group of 12 space weapons platforms to fire their mass drivers 3 times each. Only 1 satalite complied, the other 11 began to sing in different languages. But the one that replied began its 10 minute charge up phase in which all equipment was powered down to charge the firing capacitors.*

Shame those other 11 are defective, I suppose they will have to increase taxes 10% to afford the repair fees on those , poor civilians

*Isard leaned back in his chair, only to fall on the back of his head. Isard got up slowly thinking happily that atleast in 10 minutes the Mech factory, and any who were hidden within would be many small peices spread out over seveal square kilometers. Another happy thought struck Isard, Daedalus could do little to stop the destruction as while the low reactor output on the space weapons platforms might make one wait a while before he could destroy anything, at least the comm system would be without power and that being the case, "D" wouldn't be able to get at the thing until it began its 30 minute cool down cycle.*

Myst, you already approved my idea of Terranic Government forces having space weapons paltforms so long as some of them malfunction, so there you have it, 11 don't work. enjoy the fireworks. If any want an explaination of the S.W.Ps please, do ask me

[Station #12] Hi there! I'm going to be destroying you today, so don't feel akward to ask if you have any questions on how you are going to die, or on ordering information for the "Titan Mk. 3" orbital cannon system. Act within the next ten minutes, and get a free tee-shirt sized four sized too small with widely innaccurate blueprints of the system printed on it!

[Stations #s 1-11] Hola!

*Follows Jade, Craxus & Co*

*Craxus hops into the mech that Isard set up. Craxus plugs his jack port into his neck and one into the mechs computer.*

MECH: Computer searching.....Weapons offline, Mobile online at 53%.

Craxus: That will do.

*Craxus starts moving forward following after Jade. Craxus throws his last black boxes as they begin a count down for 5:00 minutes.*

FYI these "black boxes" will detonate before the orbital sattelite will destroy the facility.

*As the Rebels approach the exit of the lab a shot rings out and hits one of the mechs legs, causing a spectacular shower of sparks but doing little actual damage to the mech, a mean stands in the doorway, holding something that looks like an assult rifle. He is wearing a cloak and a Sombrero*

[Mysterious figure who is not Zophyk] Which one of you is Terran?

*He raises his gun in the direction of the group*

[Mysterious Figure] Move and I'll shoot.

*Raises a Quizzical eyebrow, and says nothing... Yet! (I'm thinking about it </ooc&gt*

[Mysterious figure] I would suggest speaking up comrads...
I have no quelms with killing more than my assigned target...