[Let's not continue until Michelle and Shadow come back on. They probably don't want to miss the part where we enter the school and all that other stuff.]
[Btw, Bridget's not in this RP anymore. I didn't want a lot of people in the RP so I asked her to leave.]
Primo: A gap in the top of the sheild opens, a beam of light decends into the base, and the sheild closes once more. "The shipment has arrived! Have all surrviving units been recoved to our side of the sheild?" "Yes, sir!" a communications officer replies. He adds "We have almost located their base, sir." "Good." I say. Put the Angels back on standby. Put the Tempests. Put the Thors on standby. Put the Spartans on standby. Put Ragnarök on standby for activation." "Yes, sir!" Fenrök: As I encourage the troops of our assured win, I'm not so sure of it. Mectos, mine and Primo's most dangerous fusion, both to us, and thy enemy. Defusion is not guarenteed, but neither is victory if we don't use more than ten percent of our power. "Primo, we must become Mechtos, and swiftly." "I do see that, but the risks. We are at a stalemate. I agree, the situation warrents a risk like that." We fuse in a blinding light. As the fusion finishes, a robotic voice yells "Mechtos."
I look and grimace at the carnage before me. I whisper to a soldier "get the hound.". He nods and runs off into the forest
OOC Primo and Fenrök fused into an epic robot-mech-thingie. Google Images failed to find a cool pic :'( BTW/FYI: My posts won't have a name, because the defusion won't work. So, until this RP ends, I'm just going to be Mechtos. Did I just spoil it? 0.0 •_____• BIC "Are the sheild controlers fine-tuned to suit our purposes?" "Yes, sir." says the communications officer "The artillery units are ready to fire." "Good. Ten minutes for them to surrender." I send down a robot probe, and create a small gap to allow it through the sheild. It floats over to the bro warriors, it stops in front of Gargoth. A recorded message plays "Surender now, and the units in orbit of your base will be called off. You have ten minutes." The robot self-destructs.
I grimace"you surrender. Hound come out!" on my command a giant dogleg creature comes out and I hop up on it "men charge!".
Let me rephrase my post I say to the robot "I wish to open negations. Or else" I clap my hand and a large dogish creature appears
[I think they're fighting. I didn't bother to read their long posts so idk.] I turn to Blaise, "Where should we live?"
OOC hulk, the two-way sheild is still up, and the robot blew its self up after the message. BIC "Seven minutes."
Suddenly feeling bad for the first time, I look at him and say honestly "I'm not mad at you.." then with that I turn away.
I look up at him curiously not being able to read his thoughts but I go along with it anyway feeling warm inside which is something really new to me.
The real estate agent shows us some houses, giving some descriptions. I just yawn the whole way through, not caring as long as I have a separate room. "Just say when you want a house, Blaise."