Mewfour
14th August 2006, 12:28 PM
So what if I never got around to finish posting MMR1 here? That's what FFN is for, and hell if I'm going to repost all that again.
The Asylum of the Damned Presents…
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Jay took a long sip of coffee from his mug before placing it on the desk against the wall of the small cubical room. Decorated with nothing more than cold steel and rivets, Jay shivered and opened the top drawer, drawing out the hilt of a laser-scalpo and a handful of other pointy instruments. Jay looked over his shoulder at the lifeless Reploid stretched out on the operating table behind him, and hoped that he would not find what he feared he would. Flexing his fingers, Jay sat down on the chair by his desk, automatically sliding up to the titanium cranium of the Reploid’s bare skull, stripped of its artificial skin. Activating the cutting laser blade on the scalpo, Jay carefully carved around the crown of the Reploid’s head, catching it in his hand as it fell and setting it beside the remains of the Reploid corpse. Hundreds of weapon wounds had left this Reploid in a torn heap not even a week ago, but that was nothing compared to the damage that it had wrought. Jay could still hear the screams as clear and crisp in his memory as though it had all happened hours ago. Switching off his scalpo, Jay picked up a needle-like probe and prodded around inside the Reploid’s inner CPU, removing chips and circuitry as if carving out a Jack-o-lantern. Within minutes, the dead Reploid’s head was completely disassembled, leaving Jay thankful that he had decided to become a technician instead of a surgeon.
Finally finding the data chip he was looking for, Jay flicked a switch on the arm rest of his chair, and was whisked away back to his desk. Logging into the computer before him and plugging the chip into a small slot on the side of the monitor, the window that immediately popped up to greet him on the screen made his jaw drop. “Oh hell no,” Jay murmured, staring in disbelief. Jay reached for the phone beside his computer, and punched in a speed dial button.
“Issac here. Jay, what have you found?”
“It’s-” Jay stammered, “it’s just what we thought.”
There was a long pause. “Are you sure?”
Jay glanced at the monitor again. “No mistake,” he said. “It’s infected, all right.”
Another long pause. “Then it’s resurfaced… again.”
“’Fraid so.”
“Jay, pack the Reploid up and send him to incinerations. And you’re sure the beacon implanted in his brain is still working?”
“Positive.”
“Good. I’ll have Alice give him a call.”
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Due to popular demand, the sequel to the sixth-generation Megaman fanfiction…
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Coffee. Marie never knew how humans could stand the drink. Although Reploids like herself could ingest liquids just like humans, she hated the taste of coffee, no matter how much sugar she dumped into it. Ironically, being the helping hand around the Reploid repair hangar consisted primarily of rushing around the gigantic complex delivering the vile substance by the buckets to the human technicians. And for whatever reason, Jay had also been requesting coffee; lots of coffee. Ever since the incident downtown a week ago, Marie had never seen Jay leave the building, not even to step outside. Everyone was as tight-lipped about the situation as the atmosphere of paranoia that ravaged the facility. Jay, the once cheerful mechanic was now a melancholy bore, wiping sweat from his brow with his now horribly stained bandanna. He only came out of his operating room maybe once or twice a day, leaving Marie to worry about his health. Jay was the one who brought her back online, and she was not about to let him self-destruct. With thermos in hand, Marie headed down the hallway en route to Jay’s office and rounded a corner.
She bumped into the chest of a much larger Reploid, nearly dropping her coffee. “Marie?” Asked the Reploid, “Is that you?”
Marie stepped back and briefly studied the tall stranger. Bony cheeks on a thin, ghost-white face accented the wrinkles and bags underneath his cloudy green eyes, certainly no face she had ever seen before. “Um, who are you?” Marie asked.
“Don’t you remember?” He asked.
Marie paused. “Um, no.”
The Reploid stroked his gnarled goatee before running his fingers though his plentiful locks of dark grey hair. “Didn’t Auto say hi for me?”
It took a few seconds for it all to connect. “Oh- Oh my God,” Marie stammered, “Is that really you?”
“In the rotting flesh.”
Suddenly, Marie lurched forward and buried a fist into the Reploid’s stomach, doubling him over immediately. “That’s for destroying me,” she huffed, carrying on her way.
The Reploid groaned and stood up straight again. “Well, nice seeing you again too, Marie,” he snorted with a smirk.
Marie looked over her shoulder and flashed a smile. “You too, Rock.”
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MEGAMAN REBORN II- RISE OF THE SIDEWINDERS
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The Asylum of the Damned Presents…
******
Jay took a long sip of coffee from his mug before placing it on the desk against the wall of the small cubical room. Decorated with nothing more than cold steel and rivets, Jay shivered and opened the top drawer, drawing out the hilt of a laser-scalpo and a handful of other pointy instruments. Jay looked over his shoulder at the lifeless Reploid stretched out on the operating table behind him, and hoped that he would not find what he feared he would. Flexing his fingers, Jay sat down on the chair by his desk, automatically sliding up to the titanium cranium of the Reploid’s bare skull, stripped of its artificial skin. Activating the cutting laser blade on the scalpo, Jay carefully carved around the crown of the Reploid’s head, catching it in his hand as it fell and setting it beside the remains of the Reploid corpse. Hundreds of weapon wounds had left this Reploid in a torn heap not even a week ago, but that was nothing compared to the damage that it had wrought. Jay could still hear the screams as clear and crisp in his memory as though it had all happened hours ago. Switching off his scalpo, Jay picked up a needle-like probe and prodded around inside the Reploid’s inner CPU, removing chips and circuitry as if carving out a Jack-o-lantern. Within minutes, the dead Reploid’s head was completely disassembled, leaving Jay thankful that he had decided to become a technician instead of a surgeon.
Finally finding the data chip he was looking for, Jay flicked a switch on the arm rest of his chair, and was whisked away back to his desk. Logging into the computer before him and plugging the chip into a small slot on the side of the monitor, the window that immediately popped up to greet him on the screen made his jaw drop. “Oh hell no,” Jay murmured, staring in disbelief. Jay reached for the phone beside his computer, and punched in a speed dial button.
“Issac here. Jay, what have you found?”
“It’s-” Jay stammered, “it’s just what we thought.”
There was a long pause. “Are you sure?”
Jay glanced at the monitor again. “No mistake,” he said. “It’s infected, all right.”
Another long pause. “Then it’s resurfaced… again.”
“’Fraid so.”
“Jay, pack the Reploid up and send him to incinerations. And you’re sure the beacon implanted in his brain is still working?”
“Positive.”
“Good. I’ll have Alice give him a call.”
**********
Due to popular demand, the sequel to the sixth-generation Megaman fanfiction…
**********
Coffee. Marie never knew how humans could stand the drink. Although Reploids like herself could ingest liquids just like humans, she hated the taste of coffee, no matter how much sugar she dumped into it. Ironically, being the helping hand around the Reploid repair hangar consisted primarily of rushing around the gigantic complex delivering the vile substance by the buckets to the human technicians. And for whatever reason, Jay had also been requesting coffee; lots of coffee. Ever since the incident downtown a week ago, Marie had never seen Jay leave the building, not even to step outside. Everyone was as tight-lipped about the situation as the atmosphere of paranoia that ravaged the facility. Jay, the once cheerful mechanic was now a melancholy bore, wiping sweat from his brow with his now horribly stained bandanna. He only came out of his operating room maybe once or twice a day, leaving Marie to worry about his health. Jay was the one who brought her back online, and she was not about to let him self-destruct. With thermos in hand, Marie headed down the hallway en route to Jay’s office and rounded a corner.
She bumped into the chest of a much larger Reploid, nearly dropping her coffee. “Marie?” Asked the Reploid, “Is that you?”
Marie stepped back and briefly studied the tall stranger. Bony cheeks on a thin, ghost-white face accented the wrinkles and bags underneath his cloudy green eyes, certainly no face she had ever seen before. “Um, who are you?” Marie asked.
“Don’t you remember?” He asked.
Marie paused. “Um, no.”
The Reploid stroked his gnarled goatee before running his fingers though his plentiful locks of dark grey hair. “Didn’t Auto say hi for me?”
It took a few seconds for it all to connect. “Oh- Oh my God,” Marie stammered, “Is that really you?”
“In the rotting flesh.”
Suddenly, Marie lurched forward and buried a fist into the Reploid’s stomach, doubling him over immediately. “That’s for destroying me,” she huffed, carrying on her way.
The Reploid groaned and stood up straight again. “Well, nice seeing you again too, Marie,” he snorted with a smirk.
Marie looked over her shoulder and flashed a smile. “You too, Rock.”
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MEGAMAN REBORN II- RISE OF THE SIDEWINDERS
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