Orchestrated By C.M. Rich (Magnetman)
By Hunter, Raijin, Cyros
Scenario E
Participants:
Wily's Warriors (W)
Docman (SA)(Mez)
Deep Impact (RPD)(C)(Mez)
Protoman (L)
Magnetman (Mez)
Location: London
SA Infantry: 1472
RPD Units: 941
Wily Bots: 618
for they saved I dunno you are are you kill now for Elysium awaits where am I never finished kill now for Elysium awaits for my friends quite touching kill now for Elysium awaits kill now for Elysium awaits kill now for Elysium awaits kill now for Elysium awaits
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The atmosphere in London was tense. Even if they now worked together, the RPD and the Cossackers still had problems trusting each other. The "Commies" were still perceived by many as terrorists, while the officials were still thought of as little better than the SA. However, these divergent opinions were temporarily set aside, as all were preparing for an imminent SA attack.--------------------
"Now, that's life! Anybody want a try?" Every other officer in the canteen declined the proposal from their workmate.--------------------
Platoons of both Scissors Joes and run-of-the-mill Wily robots marched on their way to the city limits of London. They approached from both sides of the River Thames, through which the SA's capital transport from America sped through the water. Spotting the river ahead was forcefully blocked off by a collapsed bridge, Docman ordered the juggernaut to dock with the northern shore.--------------------
"Captain, reports show the SA's forces approaching from all sides!"--------------------
The front lines were already a chaotic brawl, RPD officers of every shape and size fighting against the onslaught of the General's infantry. Wily's robots were there too for support, though it was not really necessary for the superior mass produced machines. But their numbers did provide an unwelcome challenge to the home team.--------------------
At the same time, the SA was finally breaking through the defenses on the southern edge of London, not far off from the human refugee district. The Warriors did their job well, though reluctantly. They may have not been as advanced as the General's officers, or his Joes for that matter, but they were far from being useless.--------------------
Docman was pleased with his progress. After some time taken to breach the outer defense, he had stumbled upon the outer limits of the RPD's headquarters. He knew what laid inside; the last opposition to the General's new order. Once they were dead, he would have his revenge... no, it was the General's revenge not his. Revenge on what, exactly?--------------------
The Joe registered something was wrong when it no longer registered its Gavel Arms J31 Custom MP rifle in its hands.--------------------
He looked over the reports coming in from his troops. After the weird message, they started pouring in. Not from his group, but from the one that was coming from the other side of the Thames. The one the Warriors were ordered to be a part of.--------------------
Back in the control room, Crorq received the news of the various new developments on the battlefield. Wilybots turning against the SA? A shapeshifting enemy moving quickly through the area? An electrical disturbance detected towards the south? The variables were stacking against each other. It seemed the operation wasn't going to be as straightforward as the Super Computer would have liked, but he still wouldn't admit it.--------------------
A human family sat huddled in fear in the dark shelter while explosions sounded outside. The sounds of battle seemed to be getting closer. They were assured by the RPD guards that the fighting would be kept as far away as possible, but now they didn't know what to believe.--------------------
A pair of Crash Bombs impacted the ground between a half-dozen Scissor Joes, the resulting explosion sending them flying. Darksage reloaded his arm mounted launchers and turned toward the cowering Naoshi. "You know, I could use a little help you know!"--------------------
Searchman's heads twirled around in response to Mesmerman's call. "Oh boys... guess what time it is?"--------------------
One last Scissor Joe lunged, it's combat knife poised and ready. Starnik merely shifted his weight at the last second, the sharp edge just barely scratching his paint job. He didn't appreciate it. So, in turn, he delivered a 100mph punch to the Joe's head, ceasing all movement.--------------------
Protoman deflected Protoman's blast with his shield and returned fire, but Protoman skillfully dodged it. Protoman then dashed around Protoman and unleashed a Blues Strike. Protoman just barely managed to avoid the brunt of the attack by jumping and countering with a volley of regular plasma shots. Protoman took the shots directly, but shook them off. Both Protoman and Protoman then dashed to a moderate distance apart while charging up for a stonger attack to get through Protoman's shield.--------------------
DocQuickman still continued his sprint, streaking past the enemy lines as if they didn't even exist.--------------------
Crorq analyzed the reports from the field. Remaining RPD forces were at 20 percent and dropping; SA units where now at a slightly smaller percent than the RPD, still outnumbering them; any sign of Wily's robots was now non-existent.--------------------
A line of Scissor Joes blocking the way to RPD HQ was cut down in seconds thanks to Starnik's efforts. The speedster grinned and signaled that the way was clear. A squad of RPD defenders moved in to secure the area, while the civilians made their way to safety.--------------------
Grenademan lay in a smoking heap in the burnt rubble. The earlier missile barrage, though not unwelcome to the masochistic robot master, still wore down his armor. It didn't take much of Clownman's Thunder Claw to take him out of the fight for good, as much as it pained the sad clown in return. Not far away, Swordman was collapsed in the dirt deactivated as well, Grenade's final explosives having finished the job Aquaman's liquid onslaught began. Now Searchman and Aquaman stood against Astro Chan, Tenguman, and Clownman.--------------------
The London RPD HQ crumbled as SA Joes swarmed into it with weapons blazing. The last Police Bot defenders threw their lives away as the last line of defense. Human bodies littered the ground as they had nowhere left to run. The Presiden't bunker was still standing, but the enemy was rapidly approaching. The remaining Watchers and human officers focused on the refugees, but they didn't even know what was happening.--------------------
Deep in the prison of his body, Clownman's words came to Searchman like a sunray.--------------------
"Why won't he stop jumping!?"--------------------
Outside, Starnik and the others stared at the storm, wondering just how horribly multilated Cyros had become. Which was a surprise when he was ejected out of the cloud, essentially unharmed. Until he crashed into a brick wall that is.--------------------
As for Docman, the spectre of Mesmerman's head twisted in his face. "Well then my puppet," said the ghastly voice, "shall we... go home?"--------------------
The full scale invasion of the Scissor Army had been repelled, though not without sacrifice. ~FIN~
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