Infinite Stratos: Digital Prototype
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IS Designation: Digital Prototype
Class:II
Digital Prototype is based off of the French IS: Raphael Revive Custom II that was manufactured by the Dunois' company and is piloted by the company owner's son, Charles Dunois. Digital Prototype's similarities begin and end with its chassis, which is the same as the Raphael. Where the Raphael is a good all around support class, the Prototype could be compared to a sniper. Long range weaponry is its main armaments and is backed up with different mid range armaments. No CQC armaments found. The pilot of Digital Prototype was selected when he was discovered with a fully activated IS, defending a group of girls from what was later found to be slave traders. The US Government quickly propositioned his family for custody and training. They signed and we began training our newest IS pilot, Zeke Altec.
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I awoke to my alarm clock sounding out its deafening shriek at 0500 and I slammed my fist into it. The clock stopped blaring and fell to the floor. I sat up, rubbing my blonde hair and sighing. I blinked and stood, pulling on a black t-shirt over my dog tags and exchanging my athletic shorts for a pair of black jeans. I stretched and opened the door and walked over to my drill instructor, who was just walking out of his room as well. I saluted and he waved me off, gesturing for me to follow him. We walked through the maze-like halls of the base and came to a large open air stadium. I looked around to see much of the military staff of many different nations had shown up, along with my own. The President stood to give a speech that I barely listened to, instead studying my opponent well, opponents. Several unmanned drones, similar to IS's, stood opposite to me on the other side of the stadium. Okay, three on one? Done that before. Let's see, one longer ranged class with a railgun and a smaller rifle in its hands. One mid range with rifles and SMG's, probably has extra speed and defensive capabilities. And the last one, CQC. Looks like a longsword and inbedded gun in the palm. First priority, the CQC drone. I thought as the President finished his speech with; "Pilot, are you ready?" I stood my IS at attention and saluted. "Sir, yes Sir!" I replied. "Begin," I heard the announcer said. I crouched and brought my sniper to bear and rapid fired three shots at the CQC drone. As I expected, the mid range drone dove in front of the CQC drone, dropping its shield to cover them both. I smiled and switched targets to the long range drone as it fired. I jerked my craft to the left and the shot flew past my head. I brought my rifle back up and fired a shot, watching the mid range drone move towards the long range drone. I grinned and fired once more at the long range drone and boosted forward towards the mid range, which was focused on stopping the rounds barreling towards the ranged drone. I dematerialized the rifle and brought up two SMG's, the mid range turned and tried to block me as I roared past, still not firing. The crowd realised why when the two sniper rounds tore into the mid range and ranged drones, ripping machinery to shreds before stopping in the wall behind them. They fell, no longer operable. "A feature added to today's duel, none of the drones, or our IS pilot are using shielding." The crowd gasped as I landed and spun, searching for the CQC drone. I heard the hum of its sword before I saw it reflected in the metal pieces before me. I ducked, the sword swinging harmlessly above me and I boosted forward, the knockback pushing the CQC drone back onto the ground. I spun around and landed, dematerializing my SMG's as well. The CQC drone got back on its feet and I crouched in a defensive posture, my hands in front of me and my feet spread for lower center of gravity. The drone boosted towards me, sword held out ready to stab anything in front of it. I watched as the drone grew closer and closer. Breathe in, breathe out. Focus! My eyes snapped open and I dodged to the right, the sword passing harmlessly by me. I grinned and swung my fist, colliding with the drones head. The drone was knocked off balance and I grabbed its sword out of its hands as it finished passing by. As the drone fell, its foot swung out in an attempt to trip me up. I stepped over it and drove the sword through the drones torso. It went limp and I let go of the sword. "Match over!" The announcer cried. The American part of the crowd went crazy, cheering and whistling and yelling like mad men. I raised my arm up, fist clenched and then walked my IS back to the opening. As soon as the door closed, I recalled my IS into its standby mode and walked back into the base to collect my belongings. I was going to Japan.