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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jun 30, 2019 18:00:09 GMT -8
"You...goddamned Human...how...? I am the Mighty Immorticon. I have battled Primes and walked away. How does...a puny little ant like you...hurt me so?" Immorticon said as he writhed around.
"Because...I fight for a cause higher than myself. So no more like me will be born in this world." Guyver Ultima began to walk towards him. "Like you...I've been rejected by death. My family...killed because of this merger. But...I am not going to give into grief and misery...because I am not the only one in pain out there."
"What a Stu" Immorticon 's head was hit by a powerful pressurized sphere of gravity.
"Shut up." Guyver Ultima's hand closed as he lowered his raised arm. "This thing...he keeps reviving Tir."
"Don't look at me, he tanked the Pale Gate Rune's best, and I can't kill him. He's linked to a God himself." Tir walked up as his own wounds were healing, a blue rune on his staff shone with power. "It's bad enough my Soul Eater rune has to be hit and miss with all these other Death Gods..."
"I don't think I have it in me to finish him off with another Mega Smasher. It took everything driving him away from Orlando. Besides, I'm half afraid Superman is going to fly in to kick my ass for...the crater gouge I made." Guyver Ultima sighed.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jun 30, 2019 18:26:31 GMT -8
"You...goddamned Human...how...? I am the Mighty Immorticon. I have battled Primes and walked away. How does...a puny little ant like you...hurt me so?" Immorticon said as he writhed around. "Because...I fight for a cause higher than myself. So no more like me will be born in this world." Guyver Ultima began to walk towards him. "Like you...I've been rejected by death. My family...killed because of this merger. But...I am not going to give into grief and misery...because I am not the only one in pain out there." "What a Stu" Immorticon 's head was hit by a powerful pressurized sphere of gravity. "Shut up." Guyver Ultima's hand closed as he lowered his raised arm. "This thing...he keeps reviving Tir." "Don't look at me, he tanked the Pale Gate Rune's best, and I can't kill him. He's linked to a God himself." Tir walked up as his own wounds were healing, a blue rune on his staff shone with power. "It's bad enough my Soul Eater rune has to be hit and miss with all these other Death Gods..." "I don't think I have it in me to finish him off with another Mega Smasher. It took everything driving him away from Orlando. Besides, I'm half afraid Superman is going to fly in to kick my ass for...the crater gouge I made." Guyver Ultima sighed. Suddenly, a beautiful woman with glasses was driving a jeep. She saw these two people containing Immorticon. "Well, Gagenda... Immorticon is temporarily neutralized, but I think we might need a different way to contain him." said Treadmistress, who was in her human form. "Indeed, Treadmistress. I shall come up with some ideas." said the jeep, who in reality was Treadmistress' partner Gagenda.
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jun 30, 2019 18:54:14 GMT -8
Just then the portal opened. Prowl and Valor stepped through. "Well we are here."
Guyver Ultima spun around defensively. "WHO ARE YOU ALL?"
Tir raised his hand. "Not his friends. The red badge...I think those are the good ones."
"Some of us. Right now it is a good bet to..." Prowl turned. "Please tell me you are not with the Guard." He said noticing the new arrivals.
Valor flew in and touched down.
"Shit, see...Superman has come to...Red...Superman has..." Guyver Ultima tilted his head. "You are..."
"Valor. Kind of a foster brother to him...and no. If anything, thank you Guyver Ultima." He looked at Tir.
"You know of him?" Tir asked.
"Psicon mentioned him." Valor spoke.
"That guy..." Guyver Ultima relaxed. "Have you come to toss that into a black hole or something?"
"..." Prowl looked like he was thinking it.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jun 30, 2019 19:04:32 GMT -8
Just then the portal opened. Prowl and Valor stepped through. "Well we are here." Guyver Ultima spun around defensively. "WHO ARE YOU ALL?" Tir raised his hand. "Not his friends. The red badge...I think those are the good ones." "Some of us. Right now it is a good bet to..." Prowl turned. "Please tell me you are not with the Guard." He said noticing the new arrivals. Valor flew in and touched down. "Shit, see...Superman has come to...Red...Superman has..." Guyver Ultima tilted his head. "You are..." "Valor. Kind of a foster brother to him...and no. If anything, thank you Guyver Ultima." He looked at Tir. "You know of him?" Tir asked. "Psicon mentioned him." Valor spoke. "That guy..." Guyver Ultima relaxed. "Have you come to toss that into a black hole or something?" "..." Prowl looked like he was thinking it. "We are not. We are allied with Psicon." said Treadmistress. Thunder Clash looked at Immorticon's damaged body. "I might be tempted to toss him to a black hole, but I'll let Prowl here come to decide whether we do that or try to contain him." said Thunder Clash. Gagenda transformed to robot mode. "If containment is the final decision, then we would have to build a very different kind of storage device to keep him from getting away or regrowing... if he has that ability." said Gagenda.
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jun 30, 2019 19:31:32 GMT -8
"Gravity weapons seem to work well." Guyver Ultima said. "Blew off his head with one."
"Noted." Prowl said before taking his gun and firing at it, blasting back an arm. "Sorry, it is trying to crawl into the water."
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Post by Pianah Person on Jun 30, 2019 20:01:01 GMT -8
"Gravity weapons seem to work well." Guyver Ultima said. "Blew off his head with one." "Noted." Prowl said before taking his gun and firing at it, blasting back an arm. "Sorry, it is trying to crawl into the water." "That gives me a good idea of what to put in that container. A gravitational ray." said Gagenda. "Indeed... then we can keep his body neutralized." said Treadmistress. "I can build the container in our lab. We have all the materials." said Gagenda. "And where is this lab you talk about?" asked Thunder Clash. "We can activate a portal to it thanks to an ally of the team known as the Web Warriors." said Treadmistress.
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jul 18, 2019 15:01:58 GMT -8
"Let's do it then." Guyver Ultima looked down. "Still not healed...so gonna be like this for a while." He said, noting what looked like the healing site of a laser blast.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jul 18, 2019 16:16:36 GMT -8
"Let's do it then." Guyver Ultima looked down. "Still not healed...so gonna be like this for a while." He said, noting what looked like the healing site of a laser blast. Gagenda pressed a button and a portal opened. In walked a man in a white suit with black dots around it. "TA-DAAAAAA!!!" uttered the Spot as he walked in. "You called, Gagenda?" "Yes, we need to get to the lab." said Gagenda. "Say no more!!!" said the Spot as he motioned to the portal. "All aboard the Spot-train!!!"
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jul 18, 2019 16:18:55 GMT -8
Tir did not flinch, but The Guyver took a stance. "Easy Partner, it is a teleporter. I knew a few. Don't be so on edge."
Guyver Ultima relaxed. "Sorry, still on edge. You would be too if you had to regrow a kidney." He then went to help push Immorticon in.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jul 18, 2019 16:32:40 GMT -8
Tir did not flinch, but The Guyver took a stance. "Easy Partner, it is a teleporter. I knew a few. Don't be so on edge." Guyver Ultima relaxed. "Sorry, still on edge. You would be too if you had to regrow a kidney." He then went to help push Immorticon in. Thunder Clash aided Guyver Ultima on moving Immorticon into the portal. Treadmistress and Gagenda followed. "Let's go, people." said Gagenda.
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jul 21, 2019 15:25:29 GMT -8
Tir walked through the portal, Guyver Ultima hanging back until he was one of the last. By that time his woulds were healed. "Retract." He commanded and the Guyver pulled away to reveal a sullen and serious looking man. "Good...no longer a human doughnut. Thank God for life support systems." He said as he passed through.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jul 21, 2019 15:45:32 GMT -8
Tir walked through the portal, Guyver Ultima hanging back until he was one of the last. By that time his woulds were healed. "Retract." He commanded and the Guyver pulled away to reveal a sullen and serious looking man. "Good...no longer a human doughnut. Thank God for life support systems." He said as he passed through. Treadmistress glanced at Guyver Ultima. "How interesting... your armor is bio-engineered... it has a metallic appearance, but it is all an organism." uttered Treadmistress as she fixed her glasses while looking at him.
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jul 21, 2019 15:58:45 GMT -8
"Bio organic armor from a race that made humanity what it was on it's native world. It's told me a lot about it." Guyver Ultima explained to her.
"So you are ok Travis, good." Tir smiled.
"Still kicking..for now." Travis replied.
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Post by Pianah Person on Jul 21, 2019 16:15:34 GMT -8
"Bio organic armor from a race that made humanity what it was on it's native world. It's told me a lot about it." Guyver Ultima explained to her. "So you are ok Travis, good." Tir smiled. "Still kicking..for now." Travis replied. "Very intriguing way to function... it now basically has become a part of you." said Treadmistress. "And it communicates with you constantly?"
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Post by Master Of Magnet on Jul 21, 2019 16:40:20 GMT -8
"It is not really sentient. It is basically an organic VI. It was a tool of these aliens...but only became a weapon when they put it on ancient man. Their war machines. Apparently the name Guyver translates to...Out Of Control." Travis looked. "Likely the host broke free of their control, as the name implied, and did some damage. They left Earth behind, leaving their creations to rule. There is another Guyver here, bound on the true weapon...a man who can mutate into an animalistic attack form called a Zoanoid. What my Guyver didn't tell me...Arlen Crane did." He made a face. "A psychopath working with some group called the Legion of Super Villains. I dunno, it is so hard to keep track of things."
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