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Post by arodion on Sept 18, 2007 23:02:07 GMT -5
The radio alarm went off at 6:00am, as it did everyday for Timmorn. Except today instead of music, the panicked voices of news reports filled the room.
"...they seem to be feeding on eachother.... the entire city seems to be rioting for no reason... injuries are mounting across the city..."
Instantly Timmorn was up, he threw his clothes on then pulled his dresser away from the wall and pulled a long chest out from an indent in the wall. He flipped it open and started pulling out the guns and ammo he had stored there. He threw his bullet proof vest on then a leather jacket over that, strapped two 9mm's to his hips, and slid the two uzi's into his side holsters. He pulled out the Assault rifle and set it on his bed, then pulled out a sheathed sword and strapped the sheath to his side.
Finnaly he tied a bandana over his head and slid a pair of black goggles down over his eyes. His training had kicked in, he had a real job to do. For while Timmorn normally worked as a security guard at the mall, he was a trained super soldier for Umbrellas defence team, kept in a sleeper state unless the city was threatened.
He slung the rifle over his shoulder, drew his katana from its sheath and kicked his apartment door open and headed for the stairs, and then, the streets.
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Post by arodion on Sept 25, 2007 21:13:39 GMT -5
As the Mantis came into sight, Arodion climbed back in his cockpit and botted up the Darkstar's weapon systems. Power surged through cool circuits and the Liger roared to life, lifting it's head and declaring its challenge. As Havok's voice cracked through the transmission, Arodion gripped the throttle and punched it foward, the Liger taking off in a cloud of raised ash as the gattling laser tore through the ground where he just stood.
Arodion strafes to the right of Havok, letting his scanners pick apart the Mantis' defenses and weapons. Arodion grinned slightly as the list of expensive and powerful system names scrolled across the Mantis' data screen.
"This is going to be fun Darkstar."
Arodion takes a final draw from his dying ciggarete and drops it in a can, then turns his Liger sharply, dodging behind a crumbling building out of sight or Havok. With a scream of steel on asphalt, Arodion turns sharply and dives at the building between him and Havok at full speed. At the last second before crashing into the old building, Arodion activates his Liger's Laser claws and punches through the building, leaps into the air and speeds toward Havok, his laser claws surging with power. With a roar the Liger lifts up on its hind quarters and slashes at the Mantis' raised tail cannon.
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Post by arodion on Sept 18, 2007 20:34:13 GMT -5
*A radio message rips through the cockpits of every Zoid pilot* "This is Pilot Arodion DarKor of the Liger Darkstar. I propose a challenge for honor and glory against another single pilot. Meet me at the following coordinates in two standard hours if you accept." *the transmission terminates and a set of coordinates incripts across computer screens in each cockpit*
The coordinates mark a charred city ruin, battle scorched and desolate. Buildings crumble into piles of rubble and ash. A chilled wind blows through the ash, sending up pillars of dust and causing slowly dying embers to spark and glow in the darkness.
A crash in the distance causes an old wall to crack and then collapse. The soft humming of servos and pneumatics echoes from the smoke and a towing shadow descends over the rubble. A Black Liger with red trimming steps foward. The head sweeps back and forth, taking in the scenery and planning the battle to come.
The pilot flips a switch at his controls and spot lights glow to life on the Liger's shoulders illuminating the destruction before him. Another switch is flipped and the cockpit slowly rises open to reveal the pilot sitting in his chair. His long black hair flowing over his shoulders he looks out into the night and smiles.
"What you say Darkstar? Ready to test out your new systems?"
The Liger Darkstar roars softly in agreement with its pilot.
"Heh, I thought so..."
Arodion, Liger Darkstar's pilot, pulls a ciggarete out from hhis chest pocket and lites it, takes a deep draw, and waits on an opponent to responde to his challenge.
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Whoever wishes to face me in single combat, please accept my challenge and introduce your Zoid and pilot, then we can get this battle underway.
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Post by arodion on Sept 18, 2007 22:40:09 GMT -5
Name: Arodion Height: 6' weight: 155 hair: shoulder length black
A newcomer to this part of the world, Arodion comes seeking new challenges and an escape from his past. A strong quit type, he speaks to few people and enjoys the company of his Liger DarkStar to other humans.
He is rarely seen without a cigarrete in hand and has a pension for hallucinagenics that makes some of his battles eratic and dangerous at the least.
His Liger, the DarkStar, is entirely black except for some blood red trim around the shoulders and head. Even stranger than the Zoids paint job are it's triple energy blades which function on a one-of-a-kind radioactive meteorite core that produces a black energy glow instead of the normal brighter colors. Arodion has recently attached a high velocity Rail Cannon to the DarkStars right shoulder and an Anti-Missle System to the left shoulder, giving up some speed for punch and protection.
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