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 04 – Reassignment
Jeanete slowly dragged himself to the briefing room, feeling as if he is carrying a ton of bricks strapped on to his shirt.
Tetsura is just too lazy to force his muscles. His legs are working involuntarily.
Nozomi slothfully dragged her feet after them, still emitting quiet sobs.
The head manager of the base didn't notice them for a good few minutes ; he is trying to comprehend the losses of the forces in that base.
"..6 10/80s destroyed or disabled.. 2 Temjins destroyed or disabled… 1 Raiden destroyed. Man. They're gonna kill me for this."
"Oh. You people. Hey. How does it feel to be the first pilots to win a virtuaroid vs. virtuaroid conflict?"
Jeanete is sleeping… Tetsura shows interest though, being the more interested one… And Nozomi simply stares at the floor…
WHAM.
A book nails Jeanete right on the forehead.
"OW!!!!!!"
"AUGH!!! GAAAAAAH!!!!!!!"
"Okay. That worked better than a pot of coffee."
"But anyway…you three showed a lot of guts being able to nail a Raiden, and the company wants to show you their thanks. If you accept, your ranks will be upgraded, you will be reassigned to a much better base and you will also take a Temjin with you."
Jeanete and Tetsura stared.
"Yes. Then afterwards we can finally abandon this godforsaken outpost. So bloody boring around here."
"W-W-E-E W-W-I-I-L-L T-T-A-A-K-K-E-E- I-I-T-T"
In stereo.
Nozomi threw her badge down at the floor, and she then walked out, quietly declaring her resignation.
Jeanete, the commander, and Tetsura simply stared.
"What happened to her?" The commander asked, rather nonchalantly.
"I think all the deaths really got to her."
"Apparently. Well, it's better this way, we don't need weak soldiers."
He then made a mental note to give her a treatment for extreme mental depression.
The two pilots weren't listening anymore though, they were far too happy about their new Temjins.
A few days later…
Two familiar faces walk down the base's halls, but their uniforms have changed. They now have badges marking them as Lieutenant Junior Grades.
"So…where are we getting relocated to?"
"No idea."
"Man, I can't wait till the we get transffered to the new base, the Temjins are so much nicer than our crap… It took all my power just to fire that one shot with the Sleipner."
"On that subject… I wonder why we even got a rank promotion. That Raiden must've been carrying some pretty secret crap if they're gonna outfit us with Temjins. And I guess if this really was the first VR vs. VR battle, then that means something… We've only been fighting tanks up until now."
"You've got a point…"
However, their conversation was cut off by the sounds of a Virtuaroid carrier entering the hangar.
"OH MY GOD!! THEY'RE HERE!!!"
They dashed off to the hangar, arriving just as the huge carrier landed. They couldn't contain their excitement. It was like two kids getting Christmas presents.
They ran up the back entrance ramp of the carrier the second it touched down, and observed their new Temjins.
There they were. Three brand-new Temjins, each having the pilots name and rank stenciled onto the edge of the cockpit hatch on the chest. Also, it had their new unit's name and insignia on the left shoulder. The pilots didn't notice it at first, but they also had a different paint scheme. They were mostly white, with a light blue highlighting certain parts of it, with almost no orange.
"Wait… Three? Oh yeah, they must not have heard about Nozomi quitting when they shipped the Tems."
"…What's up with the new paint scheme?"
"Dunno."
Then suddenly, they were loaded back up after a brief maintenance check.
"..wah?"
The management walked past by them.
"..This base is gonna be abandoned. You have one hour to pack your belongings. You're transferred to the Asian front."
Tetsura never recalled battles or wars on Asia.
"Asian front? Why?"
The old manager raised an eyebrow. "…RNA invaded France. They already took over the Eastern European area. You'll be parts of Asia's resistance force."
"…Wow. A real war this time…"
Jeanete and Tetsura are pleasantly surprised.
Along the skies, many DNA transport ships cruised the clouds and landed in the Central Asian front HQ, within the cold Siberian icy desert.
The massive gathering signals the real battle that is about to come.
Copyright stuff – Virtual On and all of its stuff is copyrighted by Sega. Our own characters are copyrighted by well…us!
Chapter 04 – Reassignment
Jeanete slowly dragged himself to the briefing room, feeling as if he is carrying a ton of bricks strapped on to his shirt.
Tetsura is just too lazy to force his muscles. His legs are working involuntarily.
Nozomi slothfully dragged her feet after them, still emitting quiet sobs.
The head manager of the base didn't notice them for a good few minutes ; he is trying to comprehend the losses of the forces in that base.
"..6 10/80s destroyed or disabled.. 2 Temjins destroyed or disabled… 1 Raiden destroyed. Man. They're gonna kill me for this."
"Oh. You people. Hey. How does it feel to be the first pilots to win a virtuaroid vs. virtuaroid conflict?"
Jeanete is sleeping… Tetsura shows interest though, being the more interested one… And Nozomi simply stares at the floor…
WHAM.
A book nails Jeanete right on the forehead.
"OW!!!!!!"
"AUGH!!! GAAAAAAH!!!!!!!"
"Okay. That worked better than a pot of coffee."
"But anyway…you three showed a lot of guts being able to nail a Raiden, and the company wants to show you their thanks. If you accept, your ranks will be upgraded, you will be reassigned to a much better base and you will also take a Temjin with you."
Jeanete and Tetsura stared.
"Yes. Then afterwards we can finally abandon this godforsaken outpost. So bloody boring around here."
"W-W-E-E W-W-I-I-L-L T-T-A-A-K-K-E-E- I-I-T-T"
In stereo.
Nozomi threw her badge down at the floor, and she then walked out, quietly declaring her resignation.
Jeanete, the commander, and Tetsura simply stared.
"What happened to her?" The commander asked, rather nonchalantly.
"I think all the deaths really got to her."
"Apparently. Well, it's better this way, we don't need weak soldiers."
He then made a mental note to give her a treatment for extreme mental depression.
The two pilots weren't listening anymore though, they were far too happy about their new Temjins.
A few days later…
Two familiar faces walk down the base's halls, but their uniforms have changed. They now have badges marking them as Lieutenant Junior Grades.
"So…where are we getting relocated to?"
"No idea."
"Man, I can't wait till the we get transffered to the new base, the Temjins are so much nicer than our crap… It took all my power just to fire that one shot with the Sleipner."
"On that subject… I wonder why we even got a rank promotion. That Raiden must've been carrying some pretty secret crap if they're gonna outfit us with Temjins. And I guess if this really was the first VR vs. VR battle, then that means something… We've only been fighting tanks up until now."
"You've got a point…"
However, their conversation was cut off by the sounds of a Virtuaroid carrier entering the hangar.
"OH MY GOD!! THEY'RE HERE!!!"
They dashed off to the hangar, arriving just as the huge carrier landed. They couldn't contain their excitement. It was like two kids getting Christmas presents.
They ran up the back entrance ramp of the carrier the second it touched down, and observed their new Temjins.
There they were. Three brand-new Temjins, each having the pilots name and rank stenciled onto the edge of the cockpit hatch on the chest. Also, it had their new unit's name and insignia on the left shoulder. The pilots didn't notice it at first, but they also had a different paint scheme. They were mostly white, with a light blue highlighting certain parts of it, with almost no orange.
"Wait… Three? Oh yeah, they must not have heard about Nozomi quitting when they shipped the Tems."
"…What's up with the new paint scheme?"
"Dunno."
Then suddenly, they were loaded back up after a brief maintenance check.
"..wah?"
The management walked past by them.
"..This base is gonna be abandoned. You have one hour to pack your belongings. You're transferred to the Asian front."
Tetsura never recalled battles or wars on Asia.
"Asian front? Why?"
The old manager raised an eyebrow. "…RNA invaded France. They already took over the Eastern European area. You'll be parts of Asia's resistance force."
"…Wow. A real war this time…"
Jeanete and Tetsura are pleasantly surprised.
Along the skies, many DNA transport ships cruised the clouds and landed in the Central Asian front HQ, within the cold Siberian icy desert.
The massive gathering signals the real battle that is about to come.