I was so hyped about the last chapter, that I couldn't wait to write the next. YAY, no writers block for me!! Ok, I have no idea on how to make Zeke talk, so he is going to talk through Beek.
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Thomas and Robert walked behinds Doc Toros. Doc was playing with his new model, making liger roaring sounds as they walked. Thomas, looking concerned at the wellbeing of Doc, just shrugged it off as normal behaviour for the eccentric man.
"Where are you from, guys" Doc said between roars and growls.
"Well, I'm from Guylos, and Robert here" Thomas replied, pointig to his collegue "is from New Helic City"
"Uh-huh. Never heard of those places." Doc said "Where are they?"
"You don't know of the capitals of the Republic and the glorious Guylos Emperor?" Thomas and Robert incredulously said, Doc just kept walking.
"Hmmm, Republic and Guylos Empire... They were dissolved about 300 years ago, just before the institution of the Zoids Battle Commission..." Doc was deep in thought, as he usually was "New Helic, if I remember correctly, was destroyed by the Death Stinger, and was never rebuilt. Guygalos was deserted just after the abolition of the corrupt dynasty in power. But thats ancient history"
"Huh?!" Thomas and Robert were completely stunned "lets just check the Zoid, and we'll work out what the hell is going on." they said to one another.
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There she stood, still a complete wreck. The liger was still heavly scored and there was numerous breaks on the cockpit. The left heat panels were obliterated from all the stress that they were placed under. The right blade was cracked, probably becuase they were used to try and siphon off the excess electricity. Thomas walked up to her and ran his fingers across the marred surface. "Oh liger, what have we done? Zeke, are you in there?" Thomas yelled at the liger, hoping that the organoid could hear him, and was still alive. A blue streak jumped out of the liger, and a metallic roar could be heard. "Zeke!" Thomas squealed, hugging the silver organoid, which started to blush.
"Hello, Thomas. Nothing broken I see..." the small communicator on Thomas' ear squaked out
"Huh, who's that?" Thomas was thoughly confused, darting his head around to find the unknown voice. His eyes rested on the only thing it could possibly be... "Zeke, is that you?"
"Hai, Thomas-kun. I have been in the range of Beek for long enough to understand how his communication systems work. You don't have to try and understand my growls, because that dimwit Van never got it right..." Zeke 'telepathically' said to Thomas, using an irritating mettalic voice "Oh, yeah, someone is in the Liger's cockpit..."
"Thanks for the heads up, buddy" Thomas replied, still a little stunned at the ability of Zeke to talk through Beek. "Oi, who's in the cockpit..." Thomas yelled, irritated at the person unknown.
A head popped out, wielding a spanner. He smiled and waved at the trio. "BIT?! What are you doing up there?" Doc yelled.
"I was doing some repairs. Jeez, where did you dig up this relic? The control circuits are at least 400 years old" Bit said, his face still covered with the annoying smirk.
"No they're not!" Thomas sounded hurt, and slightly embarrased, "They are state-of-the-art, fitted by Doctor D himself. Why would they be THAT old?"
"Well, since the date is 450AD (After Deathsaurer) and the time stamp on this equipment is 5AD, then put the two dots together yourself. And I can read..." Bit called, irritated that his reading skills were being questioned.
Leena walked up behind them, startling the trio with the perfect comeback "Well, if you can read, then why can't you read 'Leena's Cookies, Don't Touch!' Hmmm..."
"Well, it was dark, and I can't read things in the dark. Besides, I have torch on me at the moment, so there!" Bit retorted, stopping Leena dead in her tracks.
Doc wasn't listening to the bickering that was flying between his daughter and Bit. He was more intent on working out how they could have up to date equipment that is over 400 years old...
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Short, I know, but I am starting to dry up with ideas. And that is bad. Because of this, I am leaving you with this... What will Doc say?
Later
Maelgwyn
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Thomas and Robert walked behinds Doc Toros. Doc was playing with his new model, making liger roaring sounds as they walked. Thomas, looking concerned at the wellbeing of Doc, just shrugged it off as normal behaviour for the eccentric man.
"Where are you from, guys" Doc said between roars and growls.
"Well, I'm from Guylos, and Robert here" Thomas replied, pointig to his collegue "is from New Helic City"
"Uh-huh. Never heard of those places." Doc said "Where are they?"
"You don't know of the capitals of the Republic and the glorious Guylos Emperor?" Thomas and Robert incredulously said, Doc just kept walking.
"Hmmm, Republic and Guylos Empire... They were dissolved about 300 years ago, just before the institution of the Zoids Battle Commission..." Doc was deep in thought, as he usually was "New Helic, if I remember correctly, was destroyed by the Death Stinger, and was never rebuilt. Guygalos was deserted just after the abolition of the corrupt dynasty in power. But thats ancient history"
"Huh?!" Thomas and Robert were completely stunned "lets just check the Zoid, and we'll work out what the hell is going on." they said to one another.
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There she stood, still a complete wreck. The liger was still heavly scored and there was numerous breaks on the cockpit. The left heat panels were obliterated from all the stress that they were placed under. The right blade was cracked, probably becuase they were used to try and siphon off the excess electricity. Thomas walked up to her and ran his fingers across the marred surface. "Oh liger, what have we done? Zeke, are you in there?" Thomas yelled at the liger, hoping that the organoid could hear him, and was still alive. A blue streak jumped out of the liger, and a metallic roar could be heard. "Zeke!" Thomas squealed, hugging the silver organoid, which started to blush.
"Hello, Thomas. Nothing broken I see..." the small communicator on Thomas' ear squaked out
"Huh, who's that?" Thomas was thoughly confused, darting his head around to find the unknown voice. His eyes rested on the only thing it could possibly be... "Zeke, is that you?"
"Hai, Thomas-kun. I have been in the range of Beek for long enough to understand how his communication systems work. You don't have to try and understand my growls, because that dimwit Van never got it right..." Zeke 'telepathically' said to Thomas, using an irritating mettalic voice "Oh, yeah, someone is in the Liger's cockpit..."
"Thanks for the heads up, buddy" Thomas replied, still a little stunned at the ability of Zeke to talk through Beek. "Oi, who's in the cockpit..." Thomas yelled, irritated at the person unknown.
A head popped out, wielding a spanner. He smiled and waved at the trio. "BIT?! What are you doing up there?" Doc yelled.
"I was doing some repairs. Jeez, where did you dig up this relic? The control circuits are at least 400 years old" Bit said, his face still covered with the annoying smirk.
"No they're not!" Thomas sounded hurt, and slightly embarrased, "They are state-of-the-art, fitted by Doctor D himself. Why would they be THAT old?"
"Well, since the date is 450AD (After Deathsaurer) and the time stamp on this equipment is 5AD, then put the two dots together yourself. And I can read..." Bit called, irritated that his reading skills were being questioned.
Leena walked up behind them, startling the trio with the perfect comeback "Well, if you can read, then why can't you read 'Leena's Cookies, Don't Touch!' Hmmm..."
"Well, it was dark, and I can't read things in the dark. Besides, I have torch on me at the moment, so there!" Bit retorted, stopping Leena dead in her tracks.
Doc wasn't listening to the bickering that was flying between his daughter and Bit. He was more intent on working out how they could have up to date equipment that is over 400 years old...
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Short, I know, but I am starting to dry up with ideas. And that is bad. Because of this, I am leaving you with this... What will Doc say?
Later
Maelgwyn