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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 26, 2009 15:00:58 GMT -5
K.
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 26, 2009 17:30:32 GMT -5
Caught off-guard, Erin ran a hand through her dark hair, opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again. “Oh. Umm…” Okay, she hadn’t really meant what she’d said about killing Warp – she’d been mad, yeah, but not very. And finally seeing him again after two long weeks… She was as uncomfortable as Warp was, and, oh man, what was a girl to do? “Hi.”
Argh, she could have smacked herself for that one – how inane can you get? Try again. “Uhh, look, Warp… I’d love to kiss ‘n’ make up, but right now the team and I have a date with Home and I don’t want us to be late.” Okay, kinda cheesy on the humor, but, uh, it works. Yeah.
It’s kind of the price you pay when you and your romantic interest are on opposite sides of the law. Some days you get along just fine. But when you’re not only on opposite sides of the law but also extreme ends of the spectrum – cop to criminal – things can get pretty awkward.
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Post by saron on Mar 26, 2009 19:33:22 GMT -5
"Love to 'kiss n make up', is that right, Darkmatter?" A cold, steeled voice called out from behind them all as a looming shadow draped across their bodies. "I never tooK you for MUSH!" Zurg snarled, his eyes flaring upon seeing his best minion talking with his archenemies. Warp had never seen his employer so enraged. All the grubs had scattered to their bunkers; even the brain pods were in hiding. As Agent Z tried to make a joke to lighten the mood, Zurg cut him off with a loud yell. "DARKMATTER!" The Evil Emperor bellowed. "How DARE you fratrinize with the enemy! After all I pay you, you go and TALK with the prisoners!?" Before Warp could get a word in, Zurg's chest puffed up--signalling that Warp's lecture wasn't over. "I don't pay you to TALK, you blue-footed booby!" Zurg snapped. "I pay you to take ORDERS!" The emperor turned to scowl at Team Lightyear and his agent chumming up. Did no one respect the line between good and evil anymore? Did no lackey understand the meaning of loyalty? Zurg fumed. He had to make an example of this situation, lest his other minions get out of control. And what better way to break a man than to attack his "heart." Just thinking of that term made Zurg gag. "For your disobedience, I'm sentencing you to one whole HOuR within the Wedgie Ray! I want your butt to glisten with so many underwear burns, that I can see my magnificent, purple, flat face in those tender azure cheeks of yours!" Warp's face paled, as he stole a quick glance at Erin. Zurg, being the insensitive emperor that he was, narrowed his eyes with disdain. "And who is this mushy child-like female?" Zurg pointed a finger at Erin. "This feeling eminating from her, I can smell it in the air. What is it? Pain...no. Hatred...not quite. Admiration...getting warmer. Love. LOVE?" His eyes went wide with rage; anger radiating from his eyes as well as heat, causing the room to increase in temperature. In a voice colder than anything the team had ever heard before, Zurg demanded, "Shoot her out into deep space, without a spacesuit." Upon seeing the look of horror plastered onto Warp's face, Zurg made the last blow. "And when it's all said and done," the emperor said casually, eying the new girl with great disgust, "have the pieces picked up and sent to Darkmatter's Moon. He can 'kiss n make up' on that."
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 27, 2009 7:37:21 GMT -5
*screams* Saron, you've been taking TOO many lessons from Qorg!
Team Lightyear was frozen in horror, even Buzz. No one had any doubt whatsoever that Zurg was dead serious. And no one knew what to do about it.
Erin tore her wide, dark brown eyes away from the Evil Emperor's terrifying visage and met Warp's gaze. She couldn't be sure, but she thought she saw a glimmer of anger in his navy-blue eyes.
Help me. Please...
I love you...
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 30, 2009 14:24:06 GMT -5
I'm here, I'm here!!!
Warp saw the plead in Erin's eyes and it just fueled his anger even more. He had never thought that Zurg was actually serious about killing people. The only reason he had signed on was for the money, which he had plenty of now...enough to last him a lifetime.
Why was he still here? He didn't really have a good reason to stay and every reason to leave.
So get on with it already, Warp shouted mentally at himself."You have everything a person could want, just walk away and go back to the life you had. It was that much better, and you know it."
The hornets were closing in on their next victims and Warp did what he thought he would never do.
"Not on my watch, Zurg!" Warp fired his plasma cannon at the hornets to provide a small amount of cover before literally shoving the Rangers through the airlock and down the hallways to the launch bay where their ships were waiting for them.
After seeing Team Lightyear and Erin safely away, Warp set about boby-trapping Z Tower. A few short minutes later, all the security and defense systems were throughly disabled and Warp jetted off in the opposite direction of the Star Cruisers knowing that Zurg would have to choose between him and his arch enemy, and that it would be difficult for him.
"Hopefully they'll have the sense to go straight to Star Command while I disappear for a little while on Tradeworld." He took one last look at his moon as it went by in a blur. He could never go back there. Ever. Warp suddenly realized how tired he was of doing things that he would eventually regret.
Back to his old life again.
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Post by saron on Mar 30, 2009 14:36:26 GMT -5
Throughout the whole mutinous situation, Zurg was enraged beyond all reason. He was barking orders left and right, "I don't care if we never tested the extra strength hyper death ray with added chaos; JUST USE IT to fry that sorry excuse for an agent, or Buzz Lightyear; whoever enters the line of fire first! I wan't them crisper than deep fried calamari!" but he knew all that ordering was in vain.
Team Lightyear was boarding 42, and Warp fled out of an emergency exit hatch. Now he had to choose between chasing after Warp or hounding after Lightyear. Two thorns in his side, and only one pair of tweesers.
The emperor shook his head as he bellowed, "HORNETS! Go after Team Lightyear plus what's-her-name. I did not want them here in the first place, but that doesn't mean I wan't them escaping with their skins still attached to their mangled hides!"
"Bu-bu-but my Evil Emperor," A grub was quivering by Zurg's side, hiding behind the hem of his purple skirt, "what shall we do about Darkmatter?"
Zurg's voice lowered to an icy tone as he hissed, "I'll take care of that one personally..."
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 30, 2009 15:51:16 GMT -5
Aboard 42...
"Mira, fire up the crystallic fusion thrusters!" Buzz ordered. "We're gettin' out-a here!"
Erin closed her eyes as she sank back in her seat, almost oblivious to the frantic takeoff procedures around her. God, keep Warp safe.
"All systems go!" Mira told Buzz.
He pulled back on the thrusters and shot the cruiser into the red sky and into outer space.
Hornets were just beginning to leave the atmosphere when 42 disappeared into hyperspace.
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Post by saron on Mar 30, 2009 16:04:40 GMT -5
Zurg knitted his brows in frustration. Sure, the hornets failed to apprehend Team Lightyear, but he had grown to expect that. No way those dumb bots could stand up against creative minds; but Zurg was never going to give AI to a robot. He had already seen what that spawned: namely XL and XR, two of the best reasons to stay away from the issue entirely.
Zurg growled deep in his throat at the mere thought of leaving his red domain for even a moment. After all, he hadn't left PLanet Z's atmosphere in so long, in the guise of a common alien no less. And of all places to go to, Zurg just knew that Warp would head on over to Tradeworld--the place to be if you wanted to disappear. Such a disgusting grimy world...quite fitting of Darkmatter's presence.
The emperor would have to suck it up and tread the gruffy surface of the planet; that's how strong his bloodlust was.
"I will NOT tolerate such insolence--this, this mutiny," Zurg seethed. He meticulously smoothed his cape as he unclipped it off his armor, shedding the battlesuit to don another less eye-catching garmnet--I sleek dark blue robe of sorts to blend in with the shady atmosphere of the planet. Upon his slender grey wrist, Zurg placed his hologuise bracelet, disguising him as a taller pale human, with well oiled locks of green hair.
"Uh, master?" the same grub as before questioned Zurg's new appearance. Even though the grub knew it was a disguise, it was still unsettling to see a non-purple being within Zurg's private chamber. "Ready the stealth ship," Zurg commanded, trying his best to make his voice sound as if he only had one vocal chord. "It's time I payed a certain lackwit a visit. One must always pay their respects to the dead."
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Post by Skyfire on Mar 30, 2009 17:29:18 GMT -5
Once at Star Command, Erin slipped away while the rest of the team hurried to give Commander Nebula a report – after all, she wasn’t supposed to be with them in the first place. Back in her apartment, she quickly discarded her spacesuit and donned a different type of gear. Black leather jacket over a black turtleneck, black leather pants, black rider boots, her black fedora, her sunglasses… and most important of all, her Beretta .9mm, which she stuffed into an inside pocket in her jacket.
If Warp had gotten away from Zurg in one piece, he would go to Tradeworld. And she had to make sure that he was all right.
She quickly scribbled a note to Mira and left it on the coffee table where her roommate would see it, then headed out the door. Unfortunately, Erin would have to “borrow” Mira’s pickup – which, thankfully, had been left at home and wasn’t parked at Star Command. Already, Erin’s beautiful Vette had come to be affiliated with Team Lightyear – it was too distinctive. On the other hand, Mira’s pickup was an old, red Dodge SpaceRam – of which there were about a billion registered in the Galactic Alliance. It was a no-brainer.
She hopped into the pickup and jetted into the night sky.
Ranger Frame was bound for Tradeworld.
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Mar 31, 2009 18:17:02 GMT -5
Back on Tradeworld
Warp slipped into the hotel room, locked the door and windows and closed all the curtains. He didn't need anyone knowing that he was hanging around. He had already bullied the clerk into letting him have the room for one night.
A few hours earlier, Warp had stopped at several warehouses he knew of and had grabbed a couple sets of civilian clothes and a hologuise to cover up his robotic right arm and his skin color. If Zurg came looking for him, which no doubt he would, he wanted to as inconspicuous as possible. As he changed out of his space suit and into his khaki pants and dark tee shirt, Warp pondered what he was going to do with his life now that he had betrayed Star Command and Zurg.
I could do something with technology, that 's always been a strong point for me. Um, I could become an anonymous hitman...no, been there, done that. Mechanics maybe? Oh, boy. Warp could feel himself getting frustrated with his situation when he heard a knock at his door. If it were any day but today it wouldn't have bothered him.
"Just a minute." He called, making his voice sound as high as possible before turning off all but one light and jumping out the window onto the street below his room. No one noticed the tall, good-looking figure, dressed in work boots, khaki pants, a dark tee shirt that was covered by a warm, light jacket and ball cap. He looked like anyone else that you might see on Tradeworld. The blaster that was sitting neatly in it's holster on his left side marked him as a space pirate, not that the rest of him gave that illusion. Warp couldn't help but wonder who it was that had knocked on his door.
Just as well, it might have been Zurg.....or Erin Yep this was going to get difficult.
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Post by Skyfire on Apr 1, 2009 14:12:35 GMT -5
Erin sped through the traffic at a slightly illegal speed, constantly weaving around other vehicles. For a girl who’d been scared to drive only eighteen months earlier, she was really good at it now.
And normally, she didn’t talk on the phone while driving, but she made an exception for this situation. She dialed up Crumford Lorak’s number and prayed that his cell was turned on. “Yeah, whaddya want?” she heard a whiny voice answer.
Thank you, Lord. “Crumford, it’s Ranger Frame.”
“Oh, Cadet Frame, nice ta hear from you!”
“Skip the pleasantries, Crumford. I need information.”
“You know I don’t hand 411 out over the phone.”
“Look, I’ll send you a check – I promise.” Erin turned up the urgency and earnestness in her voice. “But this is a life-or-death situation!”
She heard a sigh on the other line – sounded like an I can be such a sucker kind of sigh – and she grinned. “All right, all right, whaddya need ta know?”
“Warp Darkmatter’s on Tradeworld?”
“Yeah, he got in a couple hours ago.”
Erin heaved a sigh of relief. “He’s all right?”
“Looked that way ta me.”
She had the brief thought, How does he KNOW all this stuff?… then shook her head. “Do you know where he is right now?”
“Uh, yeah – hold on, lemme think… Globe Motel on Parsha Street.”
“Okay, thanks a ton, Crumford. I’ll send you a check as soon as I get home, okay?”
“I’ll be waitin’ for it!”
As Erin entered Tradeworld and headed for the Globe Motel, she tried not to think about her last argument with Warp, especially since they were now bound to have it again once she found him. Buzz had never been as obsessively protective of her as Warp was – which was kind of ironic, since Buzz was her big brother and, up until 3 months ago, her guardian. But because Erin was a young rookie who had only been exposed to this kind of life and hard work a year and a half ago, Warp seemed to think that she couldn’t take care of herself. They went back and forth on the issue every now and then, and 2 weeks ago, it culminated in one of the biggest fights they’d ever had.
Erin knew she was capable. Not only had she been personally trained by Buzz Lightyear himself, but she was also a part of his team, decorated valedictorian of her class (all cadets who’d been in their second year of training and not their first), AND had won the Rookie of the Year award only three months after graduation! That was nothing to sneeze at, and yet Warp persisted in worrying about her like a mother hen!
Finally, she’d blown her top and yelled at him (which wasn’t exactly anything new), and he’d yelled back… Whether Warp really had been treating her like a kid or not, that’s how Erin saw it, and it drove her crazy. She felt like he lacked confidence in her… and that hurt.
At the hotel, she found out which room Warp was staying in and rushed upstairs. Taking a deep breath, she rapped tentatively on his door.
“Just a minute!” she heard a voice inside. Sounded like he was trying to use a high-pitched voice – and it wasn’t working.
“Come on, Darkmatter – I’m not THAT naïve,” Erin muttered under her breath, bending down to start lock-picking again. She knew that he would try to get away through the window – kind of cliché, that…
She opened the door and stepped in. Yep, nobody home and the window open. Figures.
She ran across the room and vaulted neatly through the window and onto the street below, landing on her feet. A tall figure nearby whirled around to see her. “You know, hon,” she said in a deep, playful voice (reminiscent of those old black-and-white detective films), “you really ought-a get a voice-synthesizer. You can disguise your body but you have a little bit of trouble with your voice.” Then, closing her eyes and dropping all pretense, she said, “Warp, I’m so relieved to see you’re okay.”
WOW, was that LOOONG! XDDDD… I’m kinda thinking “conversation,” now – you knew it had to come sooner or later. xD And, guys, guess what? Check out Watermark on ff.net! ;D
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Apr 2, 2009 14:54:11 GMT -5
that was long!
Warp glanced back over his shoulder as he headed down the mucky streets of Tradeworld, and thought he saw Erin leaning out the window of the room he had just been in. But he wasn't sure and there was only one way he was going to go back.
A few minutes later, Warp had the terrified clerk by his shirt again asking if a young, human female had been looking for him.
"Y-y-y-yes, Mr. Darkmatter. S-s-s-she went u-up to your room immediately. S-still there as far as I know,' he stammered. Warp let him drop with a solid thud and turned toward the staircase that lead to the second level only to see Erin standing on the steps giving him a questionable look; one that said - 'did you have to do that?' He rubbed the back of his neck and gave an apologetic smile. He knew full well that she didn't like it when he threw his weight around.
"Um, hi. What are you doing here? It's Tradeworld after all." Like it wasn't obvious. Warp was glad to see Erin of course but he wished that she wouldn't always take, what he thought were unnecessary risks. Zurg was after him and she could get hurt if she got in the way.
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Post by Skyfire on Apr 2, 2009 14:59:56 GMT -5
Erin took a deep breath.
"I had to make sure you were all right... Warp, don't look at me like that! You could have been KILLED, and - and I HAD to make sure you were okay!"
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Post by Warp Darkmatter on Apr 2, 2009 15:06:51 GMT -5
Here we go again "Erin, calm down. I'm fine. Really and you don't need to worry so much about me, okay. I've been running for years now and I'm good at it!! So just go home where you'll be safe and you won't have to worry about me!" Warp shouted back at Erin's "attack".
Why do all of our converstaions end up like this.
The clerk was slowly sinking below his desk, hoping to avoid any flying funiture.
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Post by Skyfire on Apr 2, 2009 15:15:43 GMT -5
Because we roleplayers are EEEVILLL! xDDD
"Well maybe so happens I'm GOOD at protecting myself! And YOU-KNOW-WHO has never been that dead-serious before about killing people, at least not since I've been around!!"
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