I was a bit bored so decided to pen this. I hope it entertains someone and if anyone wants to carry it on we could have a forum story people could read. Alternatively, if you think its rubbish please feel free to insult me and log off in disgust
Blue Steel mulled over the latest developments in his ongoing case against the Mercatrons of Mercatronia. He had spent the last 3 years tracking these mysterious creatures after the rumours of Chuck Norris demise and strange written curses left with his friends had circulated amongst the influential of Paragon City. Pausing for a coffee, Blue Steel walked outside to assume his customary position outside the PPD. Several bizarrely costumed heroes spoke to him in order to receive confirmation of their improved combat abilities but he wasnt really listening. He only noticed that 2 hours had passed by and his coffee was cold when a small heroine named Norse Code started to slap him on the thigh. Wake up you big ugmonster, she said. We have work to do.. Curious as to why a lvl 14 (14?! She was only 11 a minute ago!) scantily clad, half robotic, 4 foot tall girl should have the nerve to hit such a great hero as he, Blue Steel followed her across the block, where she had sauntered casually, waiting for the cogs of his mind to conclude their turning and click into conscious thought. Look here, she said. Theres a small pile of what looks like microchips blended with what looks suspiciously like human hair. Blue Steel grunted at her and started to scan through the detritus on the floor. Slowly (very) it dawned on him that these were not simply microchips. They bore a striking resemblance to the component parts of a tiny vessel recovered from atop a skyscraper in Steel Canyon a year before. Upon closer inspection in lab conditions it had been determined that this vessel was alien in origin and had been jettisoned, rather than crashed, atop the building. Speculation about the Rikti had been rife back then but the two technologies were very different in their design, not to mention the size of the craft in question, small enough to fit in a Rikti Monkeys (hypothetical) pocket. Blue Steel turned to speak to Norse Code, thinking to thank her for the information and demand a level of discretion regarding her find. However, she had gone and Blue Steel, unaware that he had been in thought for over 45 minutes, wondered where she had gone. After a further 10 minutes of wondering, he decided to return the evidence to his lab in the PPD.
I was a bit bored so decided to pen this. I hope it entertains someone and if anyone wants to carry it on we could have a forum story people could read. Alternatively, if you think its rubbish please feel free to insult me and log off in disgust
Blue Steel mulled over the latest developments in his ongoing case against the Mercatrons of Mercatronia. He had spent the last 3 years tracking these mysterious creatures after the rumours of Chuck Norris demise and strange written curses left with his friends had circulated amongst the influential of Paragon City. Pausing for a coffee, Blue Steel walked outside to assume his customary position outside the PPD. Several bizarrely costumed heroes spoke to him in order to receive confirmation of their improved combat abilities but he wasnt really listening. He only noticed that 2 hours had passed by and his coffee was cold when a small heroine named Norse Code started to slap him on the thigh. Wake up you big ugmonster, she said. We have work to do.. Curious as to why a lvl 14 (14?! She was only 11 a minute ago!) scantily clad, half robotic, 4 foot tall girl should have the nerve to hit such a great hero as he, Blue Steel followed her across the block, where she had sauntered casually, waiting for the cogs of his mind to conclude their turning and click into conscious thought. Look here, she said. Theres a small pile of what looks like microchips blended with what looks suspiciously like human hair. Blue Steel grunted at her and started to scan through the detritus on the floor. Slowly (very) it dawned on him that these were not simply microchips. They bore a striking resemblance to the component parts of a tiny vessel recovered from atop a skyscraper in Steel Canyon a year before. Upon closer inspection in lab conditions it had been determined that this vessel was alien in origin and had been jettisoned, rather than crashed, atop the building. Speculation about the Rikti had been rife back then but the two technologies were very different in their design, not to mention the size of the craft in question, small enough to fit in a Rikti Monkeys (hypothetical) pocket. Blue Steel turned to speak to Norse Code, thinking to thank her for the information and demand a level of discretion regarding her find. However, she had gone and Blue Steel, unaware that he had been in thought for over 45 minutes, wondered where she had gone. After a further 10 minutes of wondering, he decided to return the evidence to his lab in the PPD.