Virtual ON- Completion - Co-written by Gotek and Temjin 10/80
Copyright stuff - Virtual On and all of its stuff is copyrighted by Sega. Our own characters are copyrighted by well…us!
Chapter 02 - Survival
And then there were 3.
Beaten, slightly burnt, some bent parts, and overcooked. At least not yet.
"…"
The Raiden, aiming its twin Binary Lotus laser system at the three Virtuaroid 10/80s on the ground, slowly charged it.
"…C'mon, just fire already."
A voice, broken by feminine sobs crawled through the communications system.
Jeanete suddenly realized that this is the end.
Tetsura is actively looking for a way to get their ass out of here…and sees it on a severed Temjin arm. Well, the one that's holding a Sleipner.
"…Jeanete. You and the girl try to get a distraction… just gimme like a min., then I'll get that sleipner and snipe his ass off."
The Raiden fired.
"SH---"
"TOO LATE NOW!"
Or attempted to fire.
Busted.
The red and black virtuaroid cursed. Those 10/80s inflicted some major damage after all.
"HIS LASER'S NOT WORKING!!!!!!"
"GO GET IT NOW, DAMN YOU!!!"
Tetsura's 10/80 suddenly lunge-dashes for the precious Sleipner, kicking up dust, as it's not quite-so-powerful boosters propel it to the sword rifle that can push Death away…
Jeanete then did what he always wanted to do for the past few minutes.
The Raiden never saw it coming, as he was focused on aiming his bazooka on Tetsura, but rather, his mainframe felt it.
The dinky little beam dagger that all 10/80s carry as a standard just tore off his right arm.
"WHOOOOOO! CLOSE COMBAT FOR LIFE, BABY!!"
Cheap as any beam weapons are, they can cut through any non-armor plated joints like a hot knife through butter.
But the Raiden is quick to recover.
He quickly aimed the bazooka at the cockpit and started to pull the trigger, then in a desperate push of survival, Jeanete went full dash boosters forward and thrusted his dagger towards the behemoth, screaming.
The trigger is pulled.
The bazooka is fired.
In its sheer speed and close proximity, it blazed through the shoulder joint of the 10/80 and promptly parks itself there, exploding, taking out nearly all of the VR's right side.
A rain of flames and bits steel replaced what was once the VR's right arm and leg, as it falls over onto its back.
The bazooka is now aimed at the cockpit.
"…Oh yeah. Take your time."
A blaze of blue suddenly bursts through the Raiden's head, completely wiping it out from the side.
Then suddenly rapid hails of beam bullets tore through the cockpit of the headless virtuaroid, ravaging its innards indiscriminately, let it be biological or mechanical.
The 3rd 10/80 stood there, with ragged breathing heard from its comm channel, shakily holding its rail gun.
Then it dropped it, and just fell into an awkward mixture of crying and sobbing.
Tesura's voice then crackled over the radio "This is Ensign Tetsura Kuretae of 10/80 unit VF 114, to DNA base number 0136. The target has been eliminated, but with heavy casualties to our force. Two MBV-04G Temjins have been lost, along with 5 10/80 units. The 3 remaining 10/80s have incurred moderate to severe damage. Transport carrier was unharmed."
"Roger Ensign Kuretae, salvage and repair units are being dispatched now. All remaining units are to return on the transport."
"Roger. Ensign Kuretae out."
Tetsura flipped his radio over onto his unit's radio channel and spoke. "Hey, not bad Jeanete and Nozomi, we just might get promoted for this."
"Heh, yeah right. DNA is so damned stingy they probably can't be arsed to!" Jeanete responded.
"Yeah…. You have a point there! Maybe we shoulda joined up with RNA!" All this while, Nozomi's sobs could still be heard over the radio. Jeanete started to notice them again and spoke up.
"Hey, what's wrong! You did a great job out there!"
"But…everyone..everyone…everyone else…they're..dead… "
"…"
"…"
Tetsura spoke up. "…You know, she has a point there."
"Yeah…well… We can't just quit now."
"Yeah…."
Tetsura and Jeanete isn't affected much by their death. They were just transferred to this outpost about a few days ago anyways.
By now the carrier had landed, and the three of them marched into it, although Jeanete's 10/80 needed quite a bit of help.
And on that note, they returned to base to be debriefed.
[Note: Little does the DNA staff know, our heroes don't wear briefs!!!! (Calvin and Hobbes rules!)]
Chapter 02 - End
Copyright stuff - Virtual On and all of its stuff is copyrighted by Sega. Our own characters are copyrighted by well…us!
Chapter 02 - Survival
And then there were 3.
Beaten, slightly burnt, some bent parts, and overcooked. At least not yet.
"…"
The Raiden, aiming its twin Binary Lotus laser system at the three Virtuaroid 10/80s on the ground, slowly charged it.
"…C'mon, just fire already."
A voice, broken by feminine sobs crawled through the communications system.
Jeanete suddenly realized that this is the end.
Tetsura is actively looking for a way to get their ass out of here…and sees it on a severed Temjin arm. Well, the one that's holding a Sleipner.
"…Jeanete. You and the girl try to get a distraction… just gimme like a min., then I'll get that sleipner and snipe his ass off."
The Raiden fired.
"SH---"
"TOO LATE NOW!"
Or attempted to fire.
Busted.
The red and black virtuaroid cursed. Those 10/80s inflicted some major damage after all.
"HIS LASER'S NOT WORKING!!!!!!"
"GO GET IT NOW, DAMN YOU!!!"
Tetsura's 10/80 suddenly lunge-dashes for the precious Sleipner, kicking up dust, as it's not quite-so-powerful boosters propel it to the sword rifle that can push Death away…
Jeanete then did what he always wanted to do for the past few minutes.
The Raiden never saw it coming, as he was focused on aiming his bazooka on Tetsura, but rather, his mainframe felt it.
The dinky little beam dagger that all 10/80s carry as a standard just tore off his right arm.
"WHOOOOOO! CLOSE COMBAT FOR LIFE, BABY!!"
Cheap as any beam weapons are, they can cut through any non-armor plated joints like a hot knife through butter.
But the Raiden is quick to recover.
He quickly aimed the bazooka at the cockpit and started to pull the trigger, then in a desperate push of survival, Jeanete went full dash boosters forward and thrusted his dagger towards the behemoth, screaming.
The trigger is pulled.
The bazooka is fired.
In its sheer speed and close proximity, it blazed through the shoulder joint of the 10/80 and promptly parks itself there, exploding, taking out nearly all of the VR's right side.
A rain of flames and bits steel replaced what was once the VR's right arm and leg, as it falls over onto its back.
The bazooka is now aimed at the cockpit.
"…Oh yeah. Take your time."
A blaze of blue suddenly bursts through the Raiden's head, completely wiping it out from the side.
Then suddenly rapid hails of beam bullets tore through the cockpit of the headless virtuaroid, ravaging its innards indiscriminately, let it be biological or mechanical.
The 3rd 10/80 stood there, with ragged breathing heard from its comm channel, shakily holding its rail gun.
Then it dropped it, and just fell into an awkward mixture of crying and sobbing.
Tesura's voice then crackled over the radio "This is Ensign Tetsura Kuretae of 10/80 unit VF 114, to DNA base number 0136. The target has been eliminated, but with heavy casualties to our force. Two MBV-04G Temjins have been lost, along with 5 10/80 units. The 3 remaining 10/80s have incurred moderate to severe damage. Transport carrier was unharmed."
"Roger Ensign Kuretae, salvage and repair units are being dispatched now. All remaining units are to return on the transport."
"Roger. Ensign Kuretae out."
Tetsura flipped his radio over onto his unit's radio channel and spoke. "Hey, not bad Jeanete and Nozomi, we just might get promoted for this."
"Heh, yeah right. DNA is so damned stingy they probably can't be arsed to!" Jeanete responded.
"Yeah…. You have a point there! Maybe we shoulda joined up with RNA!" All this while, Nozomi's sobs could still be heard over the radio. Jeanete started to notice them again and spoke up.
"Hey, what's wrong! You did a great job out there!"
"But…everyone..everyone…everyone else…they're..dead… "
"…"
"…"
Tetsura spoke up. "…You know, she has a point there."
"Yeah…well… We can't just quit now."
"Yeah…."
Tetsura and Jeanete isn't affected much by their death. They were just transferred to this outpost about a few days ago anyways.
By now the carrier had landed, and the three of them marched into it, although Jeanete's 10/80 needed quite a bit of help.
And on that note, they returned to base to be debriefed.
[Note: Little does the DNA staff know, our heroes don't wear briefs!!!! (Calvin and Hobbes rules!)]
Chapter 02 - End