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2877/Meeting the King

2015-08-31T02:08:59Z

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|Location=Papaya Island - Hospital
|Synopsis=Celestine meets Genghis Rex
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Papaya Island has a large gymnasium facilty to allow WMAT competitors to keep up with their training during the actual tournament. Due to the wide variety of species in the multiverse, the idea of gender kinda has to take a backseat to a more shared lockeroom area. There are designated areas for the more conservative races competing, but for the most part, it is a shared, co-ed lockeroom and gym area, with all sorts of strange creatures either cleaning off after a spar or workout, or getting ready to start their training. Styraco, the Tyranno medical officer, stands near a large risen metal tub that hovers above him, reviewing a datapad. 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine has been around here, mostly because while she has lost both of her matches in Q1, she may still have a chance to redeem herself... Maybe. She doesn't actually know, but the gym makes a great way to release that pent up frustration and anger. Yet, her creator, Stryaco was here today and she got the word to come see him. This-- didn't make her overly thrilled. Not because she wasn't glad to see him, he was the first she saw when she experienced the brand new world, but because she had been a failure thus far. Every Target Zone battle, even this tournament was a failure, after a failure. Even so, she walked in with a military stance and some pride in those red draconic eyes. Her dark brown, almost black scales were slightly dull in color, with a gray underbelly, underarms and side of her thighs, along with around her hands. Her feathers were also black with blue-white tips. As she approached Styraco, she lowered her head to him with a lower rumbling sound. Prideful she was, but she knew she had not been a very successful experiment so far. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' For the most part, Styraco appeared lost in thought as data flashed across his screen, reflecting in his expressionless eyes. When Celestine rumbled, he did not start. Styraco was amongst the most observant beings in the multiverse and it was likely the scientist had caught her in his periphery the moment she walked in ... unless of course he had her bugged and knew where she was at all times ... something few would put past the orange skinned Ceratopsoid. "Ahh, Celestine." Styraco looked up from his datapad, cocking his head, his beak curved into a permanent frown, "I see that despite your defeat, you are no worse for wear." Styraco stepped over to her and began examining the Dragon/Raptor hybrid, as if a mechanic might review a piece of equipment for flaws, tapping at the bare scales on her arms with his giant conical black talons. "You seem frustrated, my daughter." Styraco said in his ever present matter of fact tone, "You should not be. You are a marvel of modern science. Just look at those scales, hard as steel before your first molt! And that musculature! You'd put most Reptilonians to shame and you're not even a year old!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine kept her head down to her 'father' as he spoke to her, her eyes not meeting his. "No, I heal fast and recover as quick. Though I do not like the feeling of magical fire, the concept of being... Burned... Is a strange sensation." Her tail flicks gently as she says this, her red eyes at last glancing up to him as goes to walk around her. Tapping her scales and examining her form. "I am frustrated because I keep losing." She rumbles out with a low throttling growl in her throat. "I try and try again, but I keep being bested." Her eyes then dart away, as she looks simply at the wall, her tail starts to thrash side to side for a bit as she speaks, "I was even beaten by some clone that smelt of rotten flesh and bones... And I still can't get that laugh out of my head." Celestine at last lets out a heavy sigh, "But, but I know I can't give up. I'll get stronger, won't I? I'll make our enemies pay one day and make you, along with the others, proud." She perks up a little, her eyes looking at him like a real child now looking to her father, "And then you can make others like me, right? Then I wont be alone anymore?" Yet her attention shifts to the tub, before tilting her head gently, "...also what is in there and is that... A..." she tilts her head the other way, "... Oversized tub?" She seems very perplexed by what she is looking at and just as curious to see what is inside; If anything. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Styraco leans back on his heels, his huge head travelling up and down Celestine's body before he crosses his arms and lets out an indignant hrumph, "I suppose I could not breed the need for companionship out of you. Unfortunate as companions will often let you down and cannot be trusted. Friends, companions, mates, they are folly and can all be replaced by a good challenge or mind bending project ... today, even something as trivial as reproduction does not require more than single determined mind. As you can see by your very own existence." "The truth is, I have no friends, only associates. They do not like me, nor I them. I certainly cannot MAKE them like you. That is something you will need to do on your own ... if that is your desire." his tone is harsh and unforgiving, with a tinge of disappointment. An alarm goes off on Styraco's datapad and he punches a few buttons on a nearby control panel. The tub lowers down and into the floor, revealing it is filled to the brim with ice water, with a pair of red nostrils and closed eyes poking above the surface, like a great red crocodile. "This, Celestine, is our leader, Genghis Rex. He is taking an ice bath while he meditates to help recover from the rigorous training he's undergoing with Vegeta ... I am here to prevent him from getting hypothermia." Styraco then plucks a cube of ice from the frigid water and tosses it, banking it off Rex's brow. The eyes snap open, revealing a deep jade color, as the brow wrinkles and a threatening gaze swings to Styraco. "Time to get up, unless you want to become a Tyranno-cicle." Rex lifted himself up out of the icy bath, revealing only his upper torso, while the rest of him remained submerged. He glared at Styraco for several moments, then his attention turned to Celestine. His features softened ever so slightly, and his head titled slightly, "You seem very ... familiar to me ... do I know you?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine listens to what Stryaco has to say and her shoulder slump slightly, her head lowers and her tail becomes limp as it rests on the ground. "Yes, father. I understand. I am sorry to disappoint you with such emotional concerns." As she looks away her eyes get a bit of fire of determination in them from her own idle thoughts, but when the pad beeps her attention shifts and her head shifts back up. There was a curious rumble from her throat, as she observed the pad, then the tub. Her red eyes stare at the nostril she could see emerged in the ice water. Her eye ridges furrowed, before her tail flicked gently. When the leader of the Tyrannos rose up, she took a minor step back. Her tail flicked and her eyes stared at him, when he spoke, the Draco-Raptor opened her maw to speak, but no words escaped-- at least not at first-- then with a gentle shake of her head she snapped he feet together and at last spoke up. "I am Celestine, I... do not think we have had the chance to speak, sir, but I have read reports on you and seen videos of you." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's eyes narrow at her introduction. It's difficult to tell if he's irritated or if his face is just always in a sorta permanent scowl. He rises out of the icy water, while Styraco immediately rushes to him and begins toweling the Tyranno commander off. To say Rex is ripped would be an understatement. His physique almost looks like he's been carved out of stone, without so much as even a hint of fat. Gone is the sagging skin and withered look that plagued him after his battle with Kakarot, and he seems to have surpassed his physical condition prior to the war for Reptilon. Such are the results of training with Saiyans. Rex's steely gaze never leaves Celestine, and once Styraco has draped him in a loose robe, he steps over to her, leaning in so his crimson nostrils come nearly close enough to touch her. He inhales deeply, then his eyes go wide and flash to Styraco. "What in the name of the Great Egg have you done?! ARE YOU INSANE?!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine stares right back into those Jaded eyes with her red ones. They never leave his and the edge of her tail twitches from time to time. When his nose comes close to her own snout, that tail twitching stops and her own eyes just gaze. The spikes her backside flare up slightly, like a natural predatory response to something far larger staring her down, even her feathers on her head lift just slightly. She doesn't make an aggressive move, but when Genghis raises his voice to Styraco, she speaks up just as quickly. "He is not insane!" Her own out burst quickly causes her to step back cuffing her own muzzle and looking off to the side, her feathers quickly lay down, along with her own spikes. Her eyes looking anywhere but now at Rex. She hisses softly, before she looks back at him. "I-- I am sorry, but he isn't insane sir--- and I--" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Unwanted eyes begin turning at the raise voices, as all manner of creature start staring in the direction of the gathered Tyrannos. Most prominently are the eyes of the Dinosaucer Brontothunder, whose massive blue-grey body lying precariously on a massage table, while a small doglike creature struggles to figure out just how to massage a Brontosaurus. "Everything, ok over there, Rexy?" the sauropod's scratchy baritone called out across the locker room. Rex immediately put on a facade of awkward smiles and grins, "Uhh, fine! Just fine! Heh!" Before grabbing both Celestine and Styraco and pulling them both behind a row of lockers. Rex sighed and sat down on a wooden bench, turning a drooped head to both of the Tyrannos, "You know what they will do to you ... to HER ... if they find out ... " "Execution." Styraco interrupted, "I am prepared for that. Were I not, I'd not have created her." "That doesn't answer why ... why am I asking you why?" Rex shook his head. "The furthering of science dictates that we take risks, in spite of a backwards society's irrationalities." Styraco said concisely, "It was a risk my father took and it is one I am willing to take as well. It is merely the unfortunate chance one must take when of bringing light to the unenlightened." Rex exhaled heavily, then turned his jade eyes to Celestine, holding a claw out to her, "Come to me, child." 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine at this point is highly confused, a little nervous, and scared as she is tugged along in all this-- unknown mess. She isn't that old after all and social environments are not her strongest of knowledge. This whole thing just has her all sorts of perplexed as it unfolds. She can't even speak as the two talk back and forth to one another. Her feathers are fully back and her eyes do hide any of her emotional feelings on the matter. She can only lip the word 'execution' and she knows what it means, it causes her to shake her head a bit. Why? Why would he-- they-- be.... However, those thoughts are pushed aside when Rex asks for her to come over. Her eye ridges furrow with some concern before her nostrils flare a little. Then with careful, but seemingly calm steps she walks over to him. Unsure of what to expect from the far taller male and one that looks like could ever be her equal in strength. "You-- You are Genghis Rex, leader of the Tyrannos, ruler of our people. I want to help and I'll be a great soldier," She says without even waiting to see what he has to say. Perhaps because of her nerves or perhaps trying to sway off any doubt quickly. "I was designed to be a great soldier. To go head to head with great vigor against our enemies, to survive in environments that none others can!" Her tail lays low and her large toe claw clicks on the ground just slightly from her nerves. "I will do whatever you command, like any loyal soldier would!" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex takes Celestine's claw and sets her down next to him on the bench. His own tail twitches nervously to the point where it brushes up against her own. He pulls her claw to his nostrils again and inhales, then places his other claw on top of hers and rests them on their thighs. He is quiet for a long moment, as if trying to find the correct words, before saying lowly, "What's done is done. I am the only one who has communed with the Dragon, so I should be the only one who can recognize its scent. Styraco, I want that egg destroyed and all record of it expunged. Do not fight me on this. I will string you up by your horns if you do." Genghis Rex turns to Celestine with a gentleness in his eyes that wasn't previously there, "Yes, Celestine. You are a Tyranno and a soldier, but most importantly, you are a living being. You were not created ... you were born, and you family, ALL of them, died in the war against the Saiyans. I wish your introduction to our world were more welcoming, but ... if anyone finds out where you REALLY came from, they will destroy both you and Styraco and there is NOTHING I could do to save either one of you." Rex points to Styraco, "He accepts this fate willingly, and that's all well and good, but you ... you had no choice in this matter and I'm not about to let an innocent suffer because of someone else's irresponsibility." 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine sits down as he motions her too and her eyes never leave his again, even as his tail brushes against her's in nervousness, those red eyes never leave those jades. She watches what he does though, taking in her scent, before resting her hands and his on her thighs. It is here that her gaze lowers and she closes her eyes. Listening now more closely to his words and just taking in the air around her. When he finishes speaking, her eyes reopen again, keeping her own thoughts to herself. The thoughts that she may in fact now be the only one of her kind. That she will be 'alone', even as he speaks that they are family, but she gives an idle nod and looks at his eyes. "Then, what am I to tell people if they ask what I honestly am? Am I to lie or simply say I am an engineered super soldier?" She almost cuffs a laugh at her own words, cause that is truth; She is one. "... But you answered that already, right? I am a Tyranno, a soldier." There is some pride in her voice, "A Reptilonian." Even more pride is in those words as she raises her head up a bit more. "And I will make you proud, very proud. I will make those pay for what they done. I have already faced two of them... which they smell funny." She says with a scuff of huff from her nostrils. "I-- I am to call you... Bossasaur right? Not just sir?" She looks away about then, over to Styraco. This is-- probably not how this was suppose to go down, was it? This awkward uncertainty and possible grim circumstance over the horizon. Her eyes dart back over to Rex, "Do you want to test my strength? Or-- any test?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex grins a little at Celestine's fire. "Yes, you are a Tyranno and that is enough. Should anyone question that, they can come to me directly. As far as how you should address me, that's really up to you. Rex, Genghis Rex, Bossasaur, sir, whichever suits you. Just never call me Chiefasaurus, and know that first names among my house are reserved for mates only." The Red T-rex releases Celestine's claw and deposits it in her own lap, "That tone does NOT sound like the tone of a quivering hatchling asking what a superior wants of her, it's a challenge!" Genghis Rex stands, placing his claws on his hips, a look of bemusement on his face, his green eyes playful and hungry, "And it is ACCEPTED." 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine gives a nod as Rex explains the proper means addressing and when he realizes it is a challenge, there is a glint of eagerness in her eyes and then when he accepts, a smile appears on her muzzle, melting away any concerns she has quickly, those feathers on her head rise up just slightly. "Good! I'll show you what your new Tyranno can do and who knows, maybe you will teach /me/ something." 

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2926/Welcoem to the Tyrannos

2015-08-31T02:07:36Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/08/30
|Location=Papaya Island - Stadium
|Synopsis=Celestine spars Genghis Rex
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|Cast of Characters=114, 816
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{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex, leader of the Tyrannos stands with his arms folded, tapping his foot, while he waits for Celestine. He feigns impatience at her, but appears wide-eyed and a little excited to see what she can do. Today, Rex does not wear his traditional battle armor, instead he dons a black Karate Gi, with the Tyranno symbol emblazoned on the back and right breast. The Gi does not hang normally, however, as weights appear to have been sewn into the fabric, no doubt part of Vegeta's traning process for the Reptilonian leader. 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine shows up, just wearing the simple suit designed for her body. There was no weapons on her, not even her staff, for she came to match Rex claw for claw. As she approaches him, she gives a smile on her muzzle, "Hello Rex," She says before closing her eyes and bowing her head respectfully with a purring gurgle in her throat. Once she raises her head back up, her eyes open once more to stand at the mighty king of her people, before she shifts her weight to get herself into a more battle stance. "I will give you the first honors, sir." She says as her tail sways side to side in some excitement for the battle before her. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex cocks his head slightly, the corners of his maw pull downwards into a small frown, "That is NOT how we do things Celestine. You are a Predator, whatever you choose to fight must be viewed as prey and nothing more. Prey does not get the honor of going first - prey dies, that is its only job." The T-rex widens his stance, his own treetrunk of a tail swinging behind him menacingly, his empty black claws spread wide, "Now attack me!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' When Rex explains this, there is a glint in her eye, "Oh-- you want me to be a predator do you?" She almost purrs out those words. "Then a predator I will be, sir!" She says with a toothy grin, as if Rex just gave her the approval to go out, and perhaps-- He did. The small female compared to the large leader races straight on. With a swift kick of her foot, she pounds to one side and with a draconic raptor screech, she leaps back in, with a fling of her tail to act like a bludgeon took for her snout, but this is quickly followed up with her coming back in for a round house kick with her sharp toe-claw. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex sways as Celestine rushes him, his jade eyes following every move. Compared to her, he is a VERY big target, but deceptively fast and Vegeta's training has made him incredibly precise. *Whoosh* Rex ducks Celestine's kick and catches her tail in his claws, following through with her own momentum and swinging her around, twisting her in mid air and slamming her down, belly first, sending up a large dust cloud! As Celestine tries to clear her head, she feels a foot plant itself on her left hip and pull UP on her tail! She is in a Tail-Bar submission and it feels very much like the Tyranno King could possibly yank her tail completely off if he wanted to. "Sloppy." he twists the tail between his claws, sending shockwaves of pain up her spine, before letting go and stepping off of her, "You can do better ..." 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As he yanks and twists on her tail, Celestine hisses in pain, the spikes on her back stand up slight and Rex can feel them move under his own feet. The barbs on her own tail are even starting to rise in a form of self defense. Once he releases her, she stays on all fours, her teeth snarling at him. Then with a shove off of the ground on all fours she leaps for his larger form. Her hand claws reaching out to grab him and her feet to dig in, trying to use her momentum to get a good hold, before using the power of her legs to spring off of him and maybe shove him back some. He /was/ stronger the her and her inexperience continued to plague her, even here. She had the will, the spirit, but the training... he would see it easier then some, she had really no training, but just instinct. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex is caught off guard by Celestine's sudden lunge. Her claws find flesh as they press through his thin Gi and scrape into the hard scales on his chest. As she kicks off him, he lets out an oof as her feet bury themselves into his abdomen and sends him staggering backwards. "Now, THAT'S how a predator fights!" Rex exclaims as he lunges for Celestine, pivoting on his left leg and swinging his tail at her, following the maneuver through with a slash of his left hand! 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine flips over his tail and rolls as his hand passes over, his claws clipping the tops of her feathers that dawn her head like hair. She does not stay still for long, instead with quick speed, she circles around him, leaping for his tail and actually with her draconic raptor teeth goes to bite down if she can get hold. Though if Rex is quick to react, he can probably catch her mid leap for his tail and knock her aside, she doesn't weight much after all, but she weighs enough. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex does not anticipate somebody attacking his tail and Celestine's attack is true, "AHH!" he screams as her teeth sink in. It's not far, he has some pretty resilient scales after all, but it does smart. He leaps high into the air and swings his tail upwards and between his legs, gritting his teeth as he forcibly bends his vertebrae in a manner that's it's not quite supposed to bend, and hugs bot his tail and Celestine to his chest as he slams her down on top of her head with the force of his entire body weight! Yes - Genghis Rex just gave you a modified Piledriver. 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine slams down into the ground and slams down hard. Once the dust clears from the impact, she doesn't get up right away, instead the young female lets out a gentle groan. She shakes her head gently as she tries to get back up on her feet, struggling to find her footing and not just falling back over. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex lifts himself up, looking a little shaky, himself. He rubs at his tail, eying Celestine. "That was extremely well done, Celestine. Your battle instincts are powerful ... it's your skill that needs honed. Your tenacity, as it is, is enough to fell a much larger opponent! Not ME, of course, but one like me, perhaps. you SHOULD have brought your staff." He offers a claw to help her up, "Do you wish to continue?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine looks at the offered claw hand to her and for a moment she wants to swipe it away, it's their on her face, but with a minor huff to swallow her own pride, she takes it long enough to stand up. "I still have much to learn, but I will learn it, and I will be a great soldier for you, Rex, and for the Tyrannos." "And while," She smiles softly, "Do want to continue, I've been told I still have another match here in the event. I need to make sure that I'm ready for it, in order to reclaim some dignity to what I've already lost." Celestine is not thrilled that she lost those two matches, its all over her face as she speaks. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks, "To simply lose a match is meaningless, young one. This is a silly mammal contest and in the grand scheme of things, nobody care what those hairy primates think! What's important is that you are learning. I have lost many more battles than I have won. but I've taken something away from every one of those losses. As long as you learn and grow, there s no such thing as loss." "You have every bit of dignity that you choose to have. Neither I, nor your brethren will judge you harshly in this regard. Win if you can, lose if you must, but learn, always learn - that is what will help you when it really matters." "Now" he puts his hands on his hips, "Tossing you around like a ragdoll will not teach you much ..." He pats his chest, "Look at me. Smell the air around me. What do your senses tell you about me?" "What do you know about me from already attacking me?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine does look at him, she looks him up and down, then with her nostrils expanding a bit, she takes a few quick sniffs of the air, the last one she closes her eyes on. Her tail swaying side to side gently as she processes what she smells, his predatory scent, the blood still in the air, and a few other little things. The feathers on her head lift a little as she opens her eyes once more, turning her head slightly to the side as she address his question. "I smell you, sir. A powerful presence and a strong predator. You were mildly injured, but you could take probably far more of a beating." She then shifts her body weight a bit. "You also have the scent of many battles and some other smells I can not determine. Am I close?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods, "But you are missing the most obvious thing. Look how much larger I am than you! You CANNOT face an opponent like me straight on by yourself. I'll defeat you every single time. This is NOT as big a disadvantage to you as it would seem." "You are fast and lithe. I am not slow, but I am certainly not as fast as you. How can you use that against me?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine snorts gently, "I do not fear your size, sir, because the bigger they are, the harder they fall." She says with a purr in her words of confidence. "I can defeat that by using my agility to move around you, in order to keep out of your grasp." Then there was a pause in her voice, "Or at least /try/ to stay out of your grasp. Timing is, hm, something to still be worked on..." She admits with a grump. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' "There is a subtly and science to fighting that only those who live long enough to fully understand them and take advantage. Size is irrelevant in most cases. Giant muscles are meaningless if the tendons that bind them to bone are severed. An opponent who relies solely on size and strength is dangerous, but not unbeatable and usually a one note warrior." "Heart and determination are not really measurable, but a heart that has no blood to pump is just another chunk of meat." "Scent is one of your greatest advantages. You can tell a lot about your opponent from simply picking up on the air around them. Is our opponent injured? You can smell blood in the air, but also smell for artificial smells, like medicine that might be coming out in their pores or topical ointments to ease muscle pain? Is your opponent male or female? Is she menstruating? Is he sexually excited or frustrated? Not everyone has the ability to know so much about an opponent before even striking the first blow as we do." "When we met, you found me in an ice bath? Why would I be in an ice bath? How can you use that to your advantage?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine crosses her arms over her chest as she listens. Her tail is now moving slowly behind her, almost clipping the ground it sways over. Her large toe claw on her right foot gently clicks the ground from time to time as she closes her eyes, taking in everything Rex is saying to her. "Mmm." She says at first before she opens her eyes. "Your muscles were sore from training?" She takes a guess on this. "I could not really pin down the scent, as I was a bit overwhelmed in there by all the different smells." Though her eye ridges knit tightly as her nostrils flare for a moment, "... Your knee." She lowers her hands. "Your knee right now has an odd smell." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex shakes his head, looking somewht dissapointed, "Don't tell me, Celestine. ACT!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine gives him a bit of a look, "If you wanted me too..." She scuffs out, before moving with rapid speed toward him, like a spring unloaded. "Then why didn't you say so in the first place!" The last words were nearly screeched out. She actually bolted past him, or so it would seem, instead she pulls up short and goes to spin herself around, using the momentum from her run to bleed over into the spin kick she aims right for the backside of his knee. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex, of course, sees this attack coming and blocks it with his shin. He waves her to continue attacking, and defends several more attacks against his smaller opponent, "That's it! Keep coming!" He swipes back at her, his deadly claws slashing through the air viciously and taking a few feathers with it, as she ducks down, he lifts his right leg, ready to stomp down upon her, just as her scythe clawed foot meets the side of his right knee, causing the great T-Rex to come to a stop "OWWWW!" He roars before clutching his knee and falling over backwards with a dust-filled *WHUMP* 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As soon as Rex goes down, Celestine does not wait a moment. This little fight to test if she could sense his weakness got her blood pumping once more, her predatory senses excited for the battle. As soon as the thumps on the ground, she leaps into the air like an agile cat, before going to land down on top of his upper body. Her hand claws ready to strike for his throat with her full row of teeth showing. That look in her red eyes was one that wanted blood and perhaps by some small part, knowing he was the alpha, did she not continue with any further brutal strike. No, she just remained ready too. Her tail moving side to side, as her eyes were to lock onto his jade eyes. "Hehehe... I like you down here... Though I shouldn't get to use to this, huh?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex lies quietly under Celestine, his eyes flicking from her snarl to her claws. He doesn't look worried, but rather impressed. Cocking his head, he says slyly, "Oh, I dunno. Having females crawling all over me is not a position I'm unaccustomed to!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As soon as Rex says that, she scuffs, snarls, and then with a fist slams it against his chest, not hard enough to hurt him, but enough to know she didn't like the comment; at least playfully so. With that she hops off of him so he can get back up. "I'm going to get something to eat." Her tail flicks a bit. "Then I'm going to do some running on the track. Care to join me when I do?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex rises up behind her, chuckling, "I like the fire," before placing a claw on her shoulder and turning her to face him, "Chin up, Celestine. You've won your first match ..." the Red T-rex steps past her, his tail swaying behind him, "Run with you, eh? It would be my pleasure ... don't keep me waiting." 

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2926/Welcoem to the Tyrannos

2015-08-31T02:07:07Z

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{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex, leader of the Tyrannos stands with his arms folded, tapping his foot, while he waits for Celestine. He feigns impatience at her, but appears wide-eyed and a little excited to see what she can do. Today, Rex does not wear his traditional battle armor, instead he dons a black Karate Gi, with the Tyranno symbol emblazoned on the back and right breast. The Gi does not hang normally, however, as weights appear to have been sewn into the fabric, no doubt part of Vegeta's traning process for the Reptilonian leader. 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine shows up, just wearing the simple suit designed for her body. There was no weapons on her, not even her staff, for she came to match Rex claw for claw. As she approaches him, she gives a smile on her muzzle, "Hello Rex," She says before closing her eyes and bowing her head respectfully with a purring gurgle in her throat. Once she raises her head back up, her eyes open once more to stand at the mighty king of her people, before she shifts her weight to get herself into a more battle stance. "I will give you the first honors, sir." She says as her tail sways side to side in some excitement for the battle before her. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex cocks his head slightly, the corners of his maw pull downwards into a small frown, "That is NOT how we do things Celestine. You are a Predator, whatever you choose to fight must be viewed as prey and nothing more. Prey does not get the honor of going first - prey dies, that is its only job." The T-rex widens his stance, his own treetrunk of a tail swinging behind him menacingly, his empty black claws spread wide, "Now attack me!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' When Rex explains this, there is a glint in her eye, "Oh-- you want me to be a predator do you?" She almost purrs out those words. "Then a predator I will be, sir!" She says with a toothy grin, as if Rex just gave her the approval to go out, and perhaps-- He did. The small female compared to the large leader races straight on. With a swift kick of her foot, she pounds to one side and with a draconic raptor screech, she leaps back in, with a fling of her tail to act like a bludgeon took for her snout, but this is quickly followed up with her coming back in for a round house kick with her sharp toe-claw. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex sways as Celestine rushes him, his jade eyes following every move. Compared to her, he is a VERY big target, but deceptively fast and Vegeta's training has made him incredibly precise. *Whoosh* Rex ducks Celestine's kick and catches her tail in his claws, following through with her own momentum and swinging her around, twisting her in mid air and slamming her down, belly first, sending up a large dust cloud! As Celestine tries to clear her head, she feels a foot plant itself on her left hip and pull UP on her tail! She is in a Tail-Bar submission and it feels very much like the Tyranno King could possibly yank her tail completely off if he wanted to. "Sloppy." he twists the tail between his claws, sending shockwaves of pain up her spine, before letting go and stepping off of her, "You can do better ..." 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As he yanks and twists on her tail, Celestine hisses in pain, the spikes on her back stand up slight and Rex can feel them move under his own feet. The barbs on her own tail are even starting to rise in a form of self defense. Once he releases her, she stays on all fours, her teeth snarling at him. Then with a shove off of the ground on all fours she leaps for his larger form. Her hand claws reaching out to grab him and her feet to dig in, trying to use her momentum to get a good hold, before using the power of her legs to spring off of him and maybe shove him back some. He /was/ stronger the her and her inexperience continued to plague her, even here. She had the will, the spirit, but the training... he would see it easier then some, she had really no training, but just instinct. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex is caught off guard by Celestine's sudden lunge. Her claws find flesh as they press through his thin Gi and scrape into the hard scales on his chest. As she kicks off him, he lets out an oof as her feet bury themselves into his abdomen and sends him staggering backwards. "Now, THAT'S how a predator fights!" Rex exclaims as he lunges for Celestine, pivoting on his left leg and swinging his tail at her, following the maneuver through with a slash of his left hand! 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine flips over his tail and rolls as his hand passes over, his claws clipping the tops of her feathers that dawn her head like hair. She does not stay still for long, instead with quick speed, she circles around him, leaping for his tail and actually with her draconic raptor teeth goes to bite down if she can get hold. Though if Rex is quick to react, he can probably catch her mid leap for his tail and knock her aside, she doesn't weight much after all, but she weighs enough. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex does not anticipate somebody attacking his tail and Celestine's attack is true, "AHH!" he screams as her teeth sink in. It's not far, he has some pretty resilient scales after all, but it does smart. He leaps high into the air and swings his tail upwards and between his legs, gritting his teeth as he forcibly bends his vertebrae in a manner that's it's not quite supposed to bend, and hugs bot his tail and Celestine to his chest as he slams her down on top of her head with the force of his entire body weight! Yes - Genghis Rex just gave you a modified Piledriver. 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine slams down into the ground and slams down hard. Once the dust clears from the impact, she doesn't get up right away, instead the young female lets out a gentle groan. She shakes her head gently as she tries to get back up on her feet, struggling to find her footing and not just falling back over. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex lifts himself up, looking a little shaky, himself. He rubs at his tail, eying Celestine. "That was extremely well done, Celestine. Your battle instincts are powerful ... it's your skill that needs honed. Your tenacity, as it is, is enough to fell a much larger opponent! Not ME, of course, but one like me, perhaps. you SHOULD have brought your staff." He offers a claw to help her up, "Do you wish to continue?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine looks at the offered claw hand to her and for a moment she wants to swipe it away, it's their on her face, but with a minor huff to swallow her own pride, she takes it long enough to stand up. "I still have much to learn, but I will learn it, and I will be a great soldier for you, Rex, and for the Tyrannos." "And while," She smiles softly, "Do want to continue, I've been told I still have another match here in the event. I need to make sure that I'm ready for it, in order to reclaim some dignity to what I've already lost." Celestine is not thrilled that she lost those two matches, its all over her face as she speaks. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks, "To simply lose a match is meaningless, young one. This is a silly mammal contest and in the grand scheme of things, nobody care what those hairy primates think! What's important is that you are learning. I have lost many more battles than I have won. but I've taken something away from every one of those losses. As long as you learn and grow, there s no such thing as loss." "You have every bit of dignity that you choose to have. Neither I, nor your brethren will judge you harshly in this regard. Win if you can, lose if you must, but learn, always learn - that is what will help you when it really matters." "Now" he puts his hands on his hips, "Tossing you around like a ragdoll will not teach you much ..." He pats his chest, "Look at me. Smell the air around me. What do your senses tell you about me?" "What do you know about me from already attacking me?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine does look at him, she looks him up and down, then with her nostrils expanding a bit, she takes a few quick sniffs of the air, the last one she closes her eyes on. Her tail swaying side to side gently as she processes what she smells, his predatory scent, the blood still in the air, and a few other little things. The feathers on her head lift a little as she opens her eyes once more, turning her head slightly to the side as she address his question. "I smell you, sir. A powerful presence and a strong predator. You were mildly injured, but you could take probably far more of a beating." She then shifts her body weight a bit. "You also have the scent of many battles and some other smells I can not determine. Am I close?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods, "But you are missing the most obvious thing. Look how much larger I am than you! You CANNOT face an opponent like me straight on by yourself. I'll defeat you every single time. This is NOT as big a disadvantage to you as it would seem." "You are fast and lithe. I am not slow, but I am certainly not as fast as you. How can you use that against me?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine snorts gently, "I do not fear your size, sir, because the bigger they are, the harder they fall." She says with a purr in her words of confidence. "I can defeat that by using my agility to move around you, in order to keep out of your grasp." Then there was a pause in her voice, "Or at least /try/ to stay out of your grasp. Timing is, hm, something to still be worked on..." She admits with a grump. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' "There is a subtly and science to fighting that only those who live long enough to fully understand them and take advantage. Size is irrelevant in most cases. Giant muscles are meaningless if the tendons that bind them to bone are severed. An opponent who relies solely on size and strength is dangerous, but not unbeatable and usually a one note warrior." "Heart and determination are not really measurable, but a heart that has no blood to pump is just another chunk of meat." "Scent is one of your greatest advantages. You can tell a lot about your opponent from simply picking up on the air around them. Is our opponent injured? You can smell blood in the air, but also smell for artificial smells, like medicine that might be coming out in their pores or topical ointments to ease muscle pain? Is your opponent male or female? Is she menstruating? Is he sexually excited or frustrated? Not everyone has the ability to know so much about an opponent before even striking the first blow as we do." "When we met, you found me in an ice bath? Why would I be in an ice bath? How can you use that to your advantage?" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine crosses her arms over her chest as she listens. Her tail is now moving slowly behind her, almost clipping the ground it sways over. Her large toe claw on her right foot gently clicks the ground from time to time as she closes her eyes, taking in everything Rex is saying to her. "Mmm." She says at first before she opens her eyes. "Your muscles were sore from training?" She takes a guess on this. "I could not really pin down the scent, as I was a bit overwhelmed in there by all the different smells." Though her eye ridges knit tightly as her nostrils flare for a moment, "... Your knee." She lowers her hands. "Your knee right now has an odd smell." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex shakes his head, looking somewht dissapointed, "Don't tell me, Celestine. ACT!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' Celestine gives him a bit of a look, "If you wanted me too..." She scuffs out, before moving with rapid speed toward him, like a spring unloaded. "Then why didn't you say so in the first place!" The last words were nearly screeched out. She actually bolted past him, or so it would seem, instead she pulls up short and goes to spin herself around, using the momentum from her run to bleed over into the spin kick she aims right for the backside of his knee. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex, of course, sees this attack coming and blocks it with his shin. He waves her to continue attacking, and defends several more attacks against his smaller opponent, "That's it! Keep coming!" He swipes back at her, his deadly claws slashing through the air viciously and taking a few feathers with it, as she ducks down, he lifts his right leg, ready to stomp down upon her, just as her scythe clawed foot meets the side of his right knee, causing the great T-Rex to come to a stop "OWWWW!" He roars before clutching his knee and falling over backwards with a dust-filled *WHUMP* 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As soon as Rex goes down, Celestine does not wait a moment. This little fight to test if she could sense his weakness got her blood pumping once more, her predatory senses excited for the battle. As soon as the thumps on the ground, she leaps into the air like an agile cat, before going to land down on top of his upper body. Her hand claws ready to strike for his throat with her full row of teeth showing. That look in her red eyes was one that wanted blood and perhaps by some small part, knowing he was the alpha, did she not continue with any further brutal strike. No, she just remained ready too. Her tail moving side to side, as her eyes were to lock onto his jade eyes. "Hehehe... I like you down here... Though I shouldn't get to use to this, huh?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex lies quietly under Celestine, his eyes flicking from her snarl to her claws. He doesn't look worried, but rather impressed. Cocking his head, he says slyly, "Oh, I dunno. Having females crawling all over me is not a position I'm unaccustomed to!" 

:'''{{#var:816|Celestine (816)}} has posed:''' As soon as Rex says that, she scuffs, snarls, and then with a fist slams it against his chest, not hard enough to hurt him, but enough to know she didn't like the comment; at least playfully so. With that she hops off of him so he can get back up. "I'm going to get something to eat." Her tail flicks a bit. "Then I'm going to do some running on the track. Care to join me when I do?" 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex rises up behind her, chuckling, "I like the fire," before placing a claw on her shoulder and turning her to face him, "Chin up, Celestine. You've won your first match ..." the Red T-rex steps past her, his tail swaying behind him, "Run with you, eh? It would be my pleasure ... don't keep me waiting." 

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The Beast (Genghis Rex)

2015-07-15T02:56:47Z

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Genghis Rex plummeted helplessly through through the inky black ash cloud that billowed from Lavadome's burning crater. He'd been hurled downward into the deadly churning lake of fire by the Saiyan Emperor, Kakarot, and now faced certain destruction. A hundred tiny fires erupted along his clothing as he punched face first through stream after stream of vaporized sulfur and gas, while the roiling caldera below rushed upwards at him hungrily.

His scales curled from the heat, biting into his skin and tightening around his face, while he his fingers fumbled desperately at his Dracovolver. This was his only chance at survival and even that was in question. The intense heat wrapped around him, melting the plastic portions of his clothing and igniting the rest; he clenched his eyes and teeth as searing pain devoured him entirely and chased every thought from his mind, except one ... he MUST activate the Dracovolver. NOTHING else mattered.

He felt the metal badge in his claw click, and then suddenly everything went silent. The pain and heat stopped instantly and, slowly, his consciousness slowly crept back into the forefront of his mind. He took a breath. The air was cool and clean. He opened his eyes, only to quickly shut them again as he seemed to be surrounded by blinding white nothingness. He kicked his feet, but found no floor beneath him, his arms, however were spread wide and he felt something biting into both wrists.

The Tyranno King decided to risk another look and opened his eyes just a sliver, wincing as they slowly adjusted to the brilliant light that surrounded him. When his focus returned, he glanced at his arms. He was hanging in a great white nothing, suspended ... no ... crucified by thick iron shackles that stretched in either direction as far as he could see.

Confusion and despair began to overtake the mighty Tyrannosaur as he had no idea what was going on, but his suspicions were alarming.

'''"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?"''' Rex cried out as loud as he could, but the words evaporated as they left his mouth.

He was the only thing here. Just Genghis Rex and his chains ... without even an echo to keep him company.

'''"You were thrown face-first into a volcano, Genghis Rex. What meaning would YOU derive from this?"''' an elderly feminine familiar voice broke through the silence.

Rex lifted his head and found the face of the Dinosorceress staring back at him; her bright eyes staring at him like they always did - judging him in that kindly, yet condescending, manner one gives to a particularly impetuous hatchling.

The Tyrannosaur dropped his head back down, staring at the white void below, '''"It would figure that I would have to spend all of eternity with the likes of you. I am dead then?"'''

'''"Nearly so."''' A male voice, that of the Dinosorcerer, chimed in, '''"Much like our beloved Reptilon, your destiny had been decided. Little can be done to change that now.."'''

Rex glanced to the elderly male Brontosaurus, processing the words in his mind, '''"Little can be done? So this CAN be changed?"'''

'''"Did you honestly think that we would allow you to unleash that Beast upon Reptilon? Do you even know what would happen if you did that?"''' The Dinosorcerer spoke in a stern tone that still had a bizarre air of kindness behind it.

'''"The dragon?"''' Rex queried.

'''"The BEAST, Genghis Rex"''' The Dinosorceress corrected, '''"Look at yourself. See the shackles that bind you? Your left is shackled by hate. Your right is shackled by rage. These shackles were forged by YOU in your lifetime. The Beast you seek to awaken will use these weapons in their full fury and burn Reptilon and everything on it to a cinder! I know your heart is in the right place, my boy, but even YOU cannot control this Beast once it is unleashed."'''

Rex lowered his head, his mind whirred as his anger began to grow. They were standing in his way again. He couldn't even die decently without these two fossils there to render him impotent.

'''"Let go, young Rex"''' the Sorceress said gently, placing a claw on the side of his face, '''"Your work is done now. You did admirably. Kakarot will die, as will Reptilon, but our people will go on and no one will fault you for the sacrifice you've made."'''

The Red Prince hung silently, his anger boiling inside him like the belly of the volcano that devoured him. Then he began to chuckle ... then laugh ... then the laugh began to grow in strength to an uproarious guffaw as realization suddenly came over him.

The Dinosorcerer and Dinosorceress drew back, their expressions slipped into trouble concern, '''"My boy, I know ..."'''

'''"Enough!"''' Rex shouted with derision, '''"I'm TIRED of hearing about everything YOU know. You don't know as much as you THINK you know!"'''

The elderly pair fell silent.

'''"YOU have ALWAYS stood in my way. ALWAYS! Two wretched shadows always saying 'Do this! Don't do that!' Never allowing ANY of us to make the mistakes we're SUPPOSED to make! The mistakes that we can learn from! It's called GROWING, you holier-than-thou HYPOCRITES! It's not just ME either. It's ALL of us! Especially me and Allo! It's all out of fear. Fear of change, fear of the unknown! You're a pair of cowards, clinging jealously to old ways and ideas because you FEAR US!"'''

Rex paused, allowing his words to sink in before continuing, '''"If *I* forged these chains that bind me, then YOU ... BOTH OF YOU ... helped swing the hammer! I didn't do this myself. I wonder. I truly wonder what your nephew's shackles look like? They would likely put these to shame!"'''

'''"I understand your feelings, Genghis, but ..."'''

'''"YOU UNDERSTAND NOTHING! IF THIS IS MY ETERNITY, GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CHANGE IT! ONE LAST CHANCE TO FIGHT FOR REPTILON! IF REPTILON IS TO DIE. LET ME DIE FIGHTING FOR IT!"'''

'''"There is nothing left to save, Rex. Reptilon is lost ... to allow you to unleash this Beast would only endanger the lives of those who are trying to flee ..."''' The Dinosorceress pleaded.

'''"That will NOT happen!'''" Rex roared, '''"If this Beast feeds off my rage, then I will control it! You have to let me try!"'''

'''"We would NOT trade one tyrant for another, Genghis Rex!"''' the Dinosorcerer roared, all kindness bleeding away from his voice.

'''"The do something you've never done before in your miserable lives! Trust me!"''' Rex countered.

The two elderly Brontosaurus looked at one another skeptically.

'''"Trust me ..."''' Rex pleaded

'''"... please."'''

In the darkness of his hospital room, Rex bolted upright, gasping for air. His mighty heart pounding in his chest like a jackhammer. That was weeks ago. Reptilon was safe. Rex was alive, but the dreams of what he'd become that day continued to haunt him.

It wasn't clear whether the exchange with the Dinosorcerer and Dinosorceress actually happened or was just a product of his overactive imagination and frayed nerves. What was clear was the intensity of the rage and hate that fueled him while he took the form of the Draconic Beast that helped end Kakarot's reign of terror. As he promised, Rex did contain the Beast, but it took everything he had to keep it from devouring Kakarot then the entirety of the world around him.

Rex sighed and poured himself a glass of water, trying to regain his composure. Then he looked into the mirror across from his bed. Staring back at him, through eyeless flaming sockets was the face of the Beast - the Beast he'd become to save his world - the Beast that now lived somewhere inside him.

'''"NO!"''' Rex shouted, hurling his glass at the mirror and shattering it.

'''"No ..."'''

The Beast (Genghis Rex)

2015-07-15T02:52:48Z

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Genghis Rex plummeted helplessly through through the inky black ash cloud that billowed from Lavadome's burning crater. He'd been hurled downward into the deadly churning lake of fire by the Saiyan Emperor, Kakarot, and now faced certain destruction. A hundred tiny fires erupted along his clothing as he punched face first through stream after stream of vaporized sulfur and gas, while the roiling caldera below rushed upwards at him hungrily.

His scales curled from the heat, biting into his skin and tightening around his face, while he his fingers fumbled desperately at his Dracovolver. This was his only chance at survival and even that was in question. The intense heat wrapped around him, melting the plastic portions of his clothing and igniting the rest; he clenched his eyes and teeth as searing pain devoured him entirely and chased every thought from his mind, except one ... he MUST activate the Dracovolver. NOTHING else mattered.

He felt the metal badge in his claw click, and then suddenly everything went silent. The pain and heat stopped instantly and, slowly, his consciousness slowly crept back into the forefront of his mind. He took a breath. The air was cool and clean. He opened his eyes, only to quickly shut them again as he seemed to be surrounded by blinding white nothingness. He kicked his feet, but found no floor beneath him, his arms, however were spread wide and he felt something biting into both wrists.

The Tyranno King decided to risk another look and opened his eyes just a sliver, wincing as they slowly adjusted to the brilliant light that surrounded him. When his focus returned, he glanced at his arms. He was hanging in a great white nothing, suspended ... no ... crucified by thick iron shackles that stretched in either direction as far as he could see.

Confusion and despair began to overtake the mighty Tyrannosaur as he had no idea what was going on, but his suspicions were alarming.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" Rex cried out as loud as he could, but the words evaporated as they left his mouth.

He was the only thing here. Just Genghis Rex and his chains ... without even an echo to keep him company.

"You were thrown face-first into a volcano, Genghis Rex. What meaning would YOU derive from this?" an elderly feminine familiar voice broke through the silence.

Rex lifted his head and found the face of the Dinosorceress staring back at him; her bright eyes staring at him like they always did - judging him in that kindly, yet condescending, manner one gives to a particularly impetuous hatchling.

The Tyrannosaur dropped his head back down, staring at the white void below, "It would figure that I would have to spend all of eternity with the likes of you. I am dead then?"

"Nearly so." A male voice, that of the Dinosorcerer, chimed in, "Much like our beloved Reptilon, your destiny had been decided. Little can be done to change that now.."

Rex glanced to the elderly male Brontosaurus, processing the words in his mind, "Little can be done? So this CAN be changed?"

"Did you honestly think that we would allow you to unleash that Beast upon Reptilon? Do you even know what would happen if you did that?" The Dinosorcerer spoke in a stern tone that still had a bizarre air of kindness behind it.

"The dragon?" Rex queried.

"The BEAST, Genghis Rex" The Dinosorceress corrected, "Look at yourself. See the shackles that bind you? Your left is shackled by hate. Your right is shackled by rage. These shackles were forged by YOU in your lifetime. The Beast you seek to awaken will use these weapons in their full fury and burn Reptilon and everything on it to a cinder! I know your heart is in the right place, my boy, but even YOU cannot control this Beast once it is unleashed."

Rex lowered his head, his mind whirred as his anger began to grow. They were standing in his way again. He couldn't even die decently without these two fossils there to render him impotent.

"Let go, young Rex" the Sorceress said gently, placing a claw on the side of his face, "Your work is done now. You did admirably. Kakarot will die, as will Reptilon, but our people will go on and no one will fault you for the sacrifice you've made."

The Red Prince hung silently, his anger boiling inside him like the belly of the volcano that devoured him. Then he began to chuckle ... then laugh ... then the laugh began to grow in strength to an uproarious guffaw as realization suddenly came over him.

The Dinosorcerer and Dinosorceress drew back, their expressions slipped into trouble concern, "My boy, I know ..."

"Enough!" Rex shouted with derision, "I'm TIRED of hearing about everything YOU know. You don't know as much as you THINK you know!"

The elderly pair fell silent.

"YOU have ALWAYS stood in my way. ALWAYS! Two wretched shadows always saying 'Do this! Don't do that!' Never allowing ANY of us to make the mistakes we're SUPPOSED to make! The mistakes that we can learn from! It's called GROWING, you holier-than-thou HYPOCRITS! It's not just ME either. It's ALL of us! Especially me and Allo! It's all out of fear. Fear of change, fear of the unknown! You're a pair of cowards, clinging jealously to old ways and ideas because you FEAR US!"

Rex paused, allowing his words to sink in before continuing, "If *I* forged these chains that bind me, then YOU ... BOTH OF YOU ... helped swing the hammer! I didn't do this myself. I wonder. I truly wonder what your nephew's shackles look like? They would likely put these to shame!"

"I understand your feelings, Genghis, but ..."

"YOU UNDERSTAND NOTHING! IF THIS IS MY ETERNITY, GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CHANGE IT! ONE LAST CHANCE TO FIGHT FOR REPTILON! IF REPTILON IS TO DIE. LET ME DIE FIGHTING FOR IT!"

"There is nothing left to save, Rex. Reptilon is lost ... to allow you to unleash this Beast would only endanger the lives of those who are trying to flee ..." The Dinosorceress pleaded.

"That will NOT happen!" Rex roared, "If this Beast feeds off my rage, then I will control it! You have to let me try!"

"We would NOT trade one tyrant for another, Genghis Rex!" the Dinosorcerer roared, all kindness bleeding away from his voice.

"The do something you've never done before in your miserable lives! Trust me!" Rex countered.

The two elderly Brontosaurus looked at one another skeptically.

"Trust me ..." Rex pleaded

"... please."

In the darkness of his hospital room, Rex bolted upright, gasping for air. His mighty heart pounding in his chest like a jackhammer. That was weeks ago. Reptilon was safe. Rex was alive, but the dreams of what he'd become that day continued to haunt him.

It wasn't clear whether the exchange with the Dinosorcerer and Dinosorceress actually happened or was just a product of his overactive imagination and frayed nerves. What was clear was the intensity of the rage and hate that fueled him while he took the form of the Draconic Beast that helped end Kakarot's reign of terror. As he promised, Rex did contain the Beast, but it took everything he had to keep it from devouring Kakarot then the entirety of the world around him.

Rex sighed and poured himself a glass of water, trying to regain his composure. Then he looked into the mirror across from his bed. Staring back at him, through eyeless flaming sockets was the face of the Beast - the Beast he'd become to save his world - the Beast that now lived somewhere inside him.

"NO!" Rex shouted, hurling his glass at the mirror and shattering it.

"No ..."

2474/Rude Awakening

2015-07-14T00:46:51Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno medical center is the quietest it's been in weeks. Most of the injured have been ushered off to rehabilitation facilities, and those that remain or either barely clinging to life, or the recently injured during rescue or reconstruction efforts. The sheer scale of the work that has been done here can be seen in the faces of the various Dinosaur medics and nurses pacing the halls in labcoats. This place has been churning out miracles and doling out bad news for weeks and it's nice to finally have some respite. Rex's recovery has been closely monitored due to his status and the bizarre nature of what he did for himself. He's of course housed in what appears to be the most spacious and luxurious room in the entire medical center, but let's face it, it's a hospital - how nice could it be? The Confederates who came are greeted warmly, all but Teemo, who most of the towering Dinosaurs seem extremely reluctant to get near. Kinda of how an elephant is rumored to act around a mouse. In his room, Rex sits in a chair, staring out his window, while Ankylo guards the room's entrance as only Ankylo could do. He greets the Feds as warmly as the other Tyrannos, but when he sees Teemo he plants a foot down in front of the tiny Confederate, "W wwww who are you? Snort Snort. I've not seen YOU before .... I don't know if this is a good idea." 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' Gaius Van Baelsar has come to see how the leader of the Tyranno's is doing after the mess that happened on their home world. It is something the Garlean Legatus only wishes he could done more to help with, but thankfully his own Centurion picked up that slack. Yari Takane was good model for how the XIV Legion should operate in this massive growing world of the Multiverse. Gaius walks in his armor, head to toe in the dark metal Cermet, with crimson red leaher-like cloth that is actually a kevlar weave. The Gunblade is kept on his backside, unless someone asks to see it. They will find the chamber with no bullets and if they do ask to keep it with them. He will not complain, only explain that they should not mess with it due to safety features built in. When the Garlean does enter the room, he removes his helmet with a hiss of the mechanics, before tucking it under his arm. His dark brown hair peppered with gray, he has a bit of a five o'clock shadow over his face and some lines starting to show his age, but those gold eyes are ever as piercing as any predator; But also gentle at seeing Rex peering out the window. When the Ankylo goes to stop Teemo, the Legatus places up his hand casually. "He is part of the Confederacy. If he causes trouble I shalt remove him myself." Then leaves it to that before his gaze returns to Rex. The large figure he had only been in the presence of once before, but had heard many times on the communications band. "Genghis Rex," Gaius does a salute and bow to the Tyranno leader. "It is good to see you are doing better, sir." 

:'''{{#var:801|Teemo (801)}} has posed:''' Teemo is used to uncomfortable or even outright hostile stares, so he's not particularly bothered by the reception he receives from the Reptilonians around the facility. He's more annoyed by the no smoking signs, truth be told. It means he hasn't got anything more suave-looking than a toothpick to take out of his mouth when Ankylo puts his foot down to block him. But he does, and he looks up, and up at the towering wall of Tyranno. "I'm Teemo," he replies coolly, seeming neither annoyed nor frightened by the big dino as he gazes upward, so thoroughly neutral as to be almost unnerving. "I came to see the big guy like everyone else. I thought it might be interesting." He feels around in his vest pocket for a moment and withdraws his Confederate ID. "It's fine, I'm with you guys. See?" He holds up the little badge, sized for his little hand so it probably looks like a postage stamp to Ankylo. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia was so use to her own furry critter minions she didn't even notice Teemo was there, and was halfway past Ankylo to the doorway when he stops the Yordel. She glances over her shoulder, then aside to Ankylo, then back to Teemo again. It's of little difference to her, but she understands how this is a bit of a conundrum for the Tyrannos. "Ankylo," she replies softly as she shifts her attention back to him, "as well as I understand your kind still don't take to mammals very well... that stubborness is one of the things that almost got them wiped out in the invasion. It's a stigmatism that Reptilon is going to have to work its way through if it's not going to have any.. Multiversal incidents." With that said and Gaius' own assurances to prevent trouble she ambles into the room herself. "Hello, Genghis Rex." 

:'''{{#var:663|Vegeta (663)}} has posed:''' "This little creature is hardly a concern." Vegeta says as he steps in, wearing the typical vest version of his saiyan armor, no regalia or anything fancy. He's just dressed like a typical saiyan soldier. He plants his back against the wall next to the door, crossing his arms. "I've come with a proposal. One that will help the growth of both your people and mine, and considerably speed up the recovery of your planet and civilization." 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave hasn't seen Reptilon in a long while, not since the midst of the war with the Saiyans. The news of Genghis Rex's state has been concerning, so to have an opportunity to meet him again now that he's recovered is an opportunity he won't miss. He arrives as his 'default' holomatter avatar form: a human male of standard height with short black hair and golden eyes, wearing a navy-blue business suit with white collared shirt and a red tie. Not a form familiar to the Tyrannos, but his melotone is completely unaltered and he freely shows his alternate form's device mode to the suspicious. He does not call futher attention to the situation surrounding Teemo, bowing his head to Ankylo in respectful greeting before focusing on Rex. He rests a fist over his chest and bows slightly at the waist. "-Greetings, Genghis Rex.-" 

:'''{{#var:22|Medusa Gorgon (22)}} has posed:'''     The entire war on the Tyranno's homeworld is something she only read about in reports and heard people talk about. But still, a fellow Confederate was gravely injured, and at the time she hadn't been there to help him. Such a shame. It might be a little late to arrive now, but it's not like that bothers her. Few things do.     Medusa Gorgon looks rather relaxed upon entering the base of operations for the reptilian Confederates, sitting calmly in her wheelchair. The person pushing the wheelchair however glances around nervously, eyes darting to and fro in big, nervous eyes.     "... so many big reptiles!"     "If they get pissed off at your staring at them then I'm eating your lunch for a whole month, Crona!" snaps the weird outgrowth on the spindly youth's back, causing the teen to look absolutely crestfallen. "But my ribs would stick out even more, and I would have to fight with my stomach rumbling! I wouldn't be able to deal with /that/!" Crona protests with a wail, even as they push the wheelchair without any comment from Medusa. The witch herself has a medical case propped up on her lap. And she isn't bothered by all the tyrannos around them, nor does she seem to acknowledge them. When they arrive in front of Rex however, the serpentine witch is all smiles. "Good day, Rex. I heard you might have been even worse off than I have been. How do you feel~?" she asks gently. Behind her Crona is still clutching to the wheelchair, glancing at their fellow Confederates as Ragnarok sinks back into the kid's spine. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo fishes around in his pocket and pulls out a cloth hankey, covering his snout with it and squinting to try to read Teemo's badge. He lets out a small cough and clears his throat, drawing back from Teemo, eyes almost immediately going bloodshot. As Tesla pushes past him he sniffs then calls into the room, "Umm, Bossasaur? There's some confederates out here to see you, but ..." Giaus greets Rex, causing the Tyranno to turn his head and nod a greeting in eturn, "I can see that, Ankylo, send them in." "But ... but ..." he eyes Teemo warily, his entire snout covered by the hankey and his gigantic claw, his eyes watering. "Stop blubbering and let them in! I'm tired of looking at your boney backside all day and all night!" Ankylo sniffles and gives Teemo a WIDE berth, allowing the Confederates to pass, "OOOOOOOKKKKAAAAAAYYYYY, If YOU say so ..." Rex turns in his chair to meet the arrivals. His appearance is a bit shocking to anyone who knew him prior to the final battle with Kakarot. He's lost quite a bit of weight and his skin sags where it was once young and vibrant - he looks like he's aged a good 40 years by human standards, but the one thing that remains is the ferocity of his eyes. This may not look like the Genghis Rex you know, but he's definitely in this sack of skin and bones. The room itself is big, but unremarkable - it's a hospital room with a bed and some furniture. The only thing that seems out of place is that a mirror across from Rex's bed has been shattered and is awaiting repair. "Ahh, Tesla, Vegeta, Legatus ..." he cocks his head at Soundwave's holoform, "Erm, YOU I don't know ..." The Tyranno Commander has yet to take notice of Teemo., but does sniffle slightly and rubs at his rather ample snout absently. He blinks at Medusa's arrival, "The reports do not lie ... you've returned to us from the dead, Medusa! How do I feel? *sniffle* I'm *cough* ... hrm ... excuse me." He clears his throat. The closes the vent on the nearby window, "Must be a lot of pollen out today or something ..." 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' Gaius takes a stance to the side of the room, keeping his helm under his head. His gold eyes glance over to all those whom are here and then look to Rex. The man does not look good, from what Gaius can see, but he is alive-- that is always promising. For now the Legatus remains at the corner, looking between Rex as he coughs and closes the window, then to Medusa whom asked the question; And also has risen from the dead as well. This was a curious day. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' It was a hospital room. Abiet a fancy one, but still a hospital room. But who would expect Rex to be put in anything else? "The accomidations as suitable, it would seem." Tesla notes the broken mirror, but doesn't ask. She can deduce fairly well why it would be broken. Rex's ego probably didn't enjoy seeing the state he was in when finally let out of the regeneration tanks. Maybe she'd give it a minor stroking, if there was a way to do so properly... but really, there's no way to butter up that appearance, and he'd probably take it as a pandering insult anyways. So best to just not get into that specific territory as well. "Good to see that your recovery is... progressing." Very slowly, but what can you expect? Even the wonders of Multiversal medicine can only do so much for near-death experiences. Or post-death ones, if you ask Medusa behind them. She tilts her head a little to one side. Despite being aware of it this is the first time she's really seen the Tyranno 'allergy' act up. Maybe this proves it isn't just psychosomatic? Interesting. She's never seen any of them react to her like that. Then again, armadillos doesn't have a lot of body hair or dander. 

:'''{{#var:801|Teemo (801)}} has posed:''' Little /creature/? Teemo bristles, glaring up at Vegeta as he stalks into the room. He is, granted, probably one of the few people who has to look /up/ at Vegeta, so hey, gotta give the guy a little credit. It must not be often he gets to call someone else little. The indignation is, however, kind of made up for by Ankylo's sudden seeming deference to him. And so, sure in his status as a welcomed ally, he marches up in front of Medusa's chair and snaps off a sharp salute to Rex. "Ensign Teemo," he reports crisply. "I saw your holo at the war council. If there's anything I can do to help, I'm ready. I understand I just missed a pretty big catastrophe around here." 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave smiles a bit at Rex's lack of recognition. Understandable. That's why he came in this form. "-I apologize. Designation: Soundwave.-" He lifts one hand, showing Rex his true device form, then tucks the device in a pants pocket. He does not stare at Rex's current condition, accepting his physical state as a matter of course. Time will tell one way or another whether Rex will make a full recovery or not. He shifts to one side, folding his hands behind his back as he silently offers Gaius an acknowledging nod. The others he has not met face-to-face before, he does not believe, so he commits them to memory for future interactions. 

:'''{{#var:22|Medusa Gorgon (22)}} has posed:'''     The witch looks rather amused at Rex's comment, and she lets out a soft chuckle. "It's hardly the first time I've died, and I feel well enough despite the fact that I can't walk. This body is just weak and needs to build up physical strength before I am fit for field duty." The cough is not lost on her, and she carefully holds up the medical case. "I prepared this for you."     Immediately Crona snaps to attention, and the young mister takes it before swallowing... and stepping closer to Rex, obviously watching the Tyranno leader with uncertainty. Who knows what's going through Crona's head? Rex might even notice that Crona doesn't want to look him in the eyes. And once the medical case is handed over it appears that Crona is in a hurry to take cover behind the wheelchair, nearly stepping on Teemo on the way.     "I have prepared some specialized medicine for you," the snake witch explains. "There's tea you can drink, as well as intramuscular injections that you can inject in the areas where you want to promote muscle growth and regeneration. There's also nutrients you should take with every meal in order to absorb and make better use of anything you eat." If Rex opens the case there should be several capped vials, some jars with crushed herbs and powder, all neatly marked in clear writing on how to use each item. It does appear that Medusa has spent some time putting this package together. "If you find you need more than this, then do let me know and I can have some more prepared and delivered within the hour~" she smiles. 

:'''{{#var:663|Vegeta (663)}} has posed:''' Vegeta continues to stand there with his usual scowl, allowing everyone to talk as he waits to proceed. He barely pays anyone a glance, though he does look to Medusa when she makes her offer of medicine. "The first proposal I have is that I'm going to train you out of this. Perhaps her evil witch medicine can help make the training more effective, but you will be more powerful than you were before." "My other proposal is that my Saiyans move to your planet. We take a single city, land you aren't using. And in exchange, we'll help defend and rebuild your planet, and mutually exchange technology and other resources." There's a pause, and he looks to the door for a moment. "Our healing tanks will likely be of great use to your people and their recovery. The evil witch likely can't heal them all, so this will be to help them on a much wider scale." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex watches each Confederate enter the room and gives a curt nod to each, lingering on Tesla a little more than the others as she's always been there for him in spite of his mammalphobia. He seems genuinely pleased at receiving visitors. Maybe he was finally growing tired of his own company. It's not until Teemo introduces himself that Rex's eyes go wide and the color drains from his face. "FF AHH FFfuuurr AHHH ECK FURBALL!!!! AAAAHHHHHCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The blast from Rex's face is thankfully not plentiful with the awfulness that comes from the inside of a T-Rex's lungs, but everyone is suddenly fully aware what 100 mile an hour Tyrannosaur breath smells like (Corona likely gets the lion's share of it), while Rex himself rockets backwards in his chair. Behind them a familiar orange skinned Styracosaur in a labcoat quietly steps in, drawing a weapon on Teemo, "So, which one of you thought it would be a good idea to bring a Furball in here?" Ankylo yanks the gun from Styraco's claw and says, "He's not a furball" Styraco cocks his head and steps over to the diminutive Yordel, kneeling down and looking him over, clearly not suffering from the same allergy as Ankylo and Rex, "Hrm, could I have a blood sample?" Rex reaches for his bed and yanks a sheet from it, and uses a corner of it as a makeshift kleenex, sounding like a train in the process, before wrapping another part around his face, his eyes locked on Teemo. He looks a bit embarrassed for a moment as he glances around the room, then focuses his eyes on Vegeta, "Erm ... give me a moment ... " Rex takes a second to regain his composure "All right .. let's try this again." He turns his head back to the gathered confederates, while still holding a corner of the soiled bedsheet over his snout, "Thank you all for coming. I wish I were in a more acceptable condition ... I was actually hoping you would come here Vegeta, for a very similar purpose ..." He reaches out a claw to Corona, motioning for the medical case. He glances to Vegeta, "It's nice to see you don't waste any time in getting to the point." 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' "I would of visited sooner, but I've had a rather busy agenda to prepare for." That and Styraco insisting it wasn't time yet, but we won't get into that. Tesla instinctively takes a step back out of the direct line as Rex sneezes. Afterwards puts two fingers to the bridge of her glasses to push them back up onto her face properly. "If necessary R&D can provide basic construction materials as to not tax Reptilon's recovering infrastructure farther." 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' The Legatus observes as Rex sneezes and then watches as one of the Dino's call Teemo a furball. It then clicks in his head as he tilts his head faintly to the side. Before his gold eyes glance between Teemo then to Rex, "Sir, if you don't mind me inquiring... are you allergic to... great amounts of fur?" It would explain why he has issues with mammals! He would also offer some services as well, but first there is the matter of Teemo--- and how to resolve that issue. 

:'''{{#var:801|Teemo (801)}} has posed:''' "Depends," Teemo shoots back a little hotly at Styraco, "What's 'furball' blood worth to you?" Indignantly, he wipes some Rex snot off his cheek and flicks it to the floor. As if it could possibly be anyone's FAULT that they're allergic to him, he nevertheless seems to take it as a personal affront. "I'm a YORDLE, thank-you-verymuch. "And I came to see if there was anything I could do to HELP, as, you know, an upstanding member of the Confederacy." He slides a narrow look at Rex, hiding his face behind his bedsheet, and relaxes a touch. "No one's ever been /allergic/ to me before," he remarks with some seeming allowance as to the difficulty. And he moves back toward the doorway to at least give the recovering Tyranno some space between them. "I'm not THAT furry," he mutters under his breath, smoothing over the fine white fluff of his ruffled cheeks. 

:'''{{#var:22|Medusa Gorgon (22)}} has posed:'''     The moment Rex sneezes, Crona absolutely freaks out. "AAH! I'm covered in dinosaur germs! How am I supposed to deal with this?!" Crona wails and squirms, trying to wipe themselves off with their hands. "Hey, what's the big idea?!" Ragnarok emerges once more and points an accusing finger directly at Rex, his voice shrill and loud. "The last time this twerp got sneezed on I was kept up for three days! Get some nosespray or something!!"     Medusa however remains still in her wheelchair. "Hmmm, perhaps there is some medication that can help you with your allergy...?" she muses quietly. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia glares flatly at Crona, or more accurately the thing jutting out of the kid's neck. "It'll be much worse than three days if you don't reign in the outbursts." 

:'''{{#var:663|Vegeta (663)}} has posed:''' Vegeta immediately wrinkles his nose raises his hand to cover it. "I came here for a reason. I don't waste my time on pointless social visits without any food or fighting. So, the question is, what do you think of these proposals?" 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave weathers Genghis Rex's sneeze with only a momentary static-like instability of his holomatter form, the smell not seeming to bother him. The sound and changes in air pressure clearly do, though, as he shakes his head and rubs at his ears for a few moments. 'Being human' has its downsides. Despite a slight nod to acknowledge Rex's official greeting, he says nothing further for the moment. All current topics and discussions are already being handled... though he does glance over at Vegeta at mention of a Saiyan presence on Reptilon. That seems akin to a Decepticon being allowed on an Autobot Ark, for a personal comparative. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Styraco blinks at Teemo suggesting that he actually pay the little mammal for a blood sample. His mood, as usual, is unreadable, but he might be slightly perturbed, who really knows. He stands up and presses a nearby call button, "Send up an antihistamine, please, before our future king sneezes his skull in half." Ankylo eyes Teemo from the door, his snout still covered, but offers helpfully, "A furball is a pet. *snort snort* Lots of Reptilonians keep them. They look a lot like you. I always wanted one but ... I'm allergic. Rex is too, which is why they outlawed them in all Tyranno territories ... you kinda look like one *snort*" A medpack arrives from a vaccuum tube delivery system and Styraco tossed it to Rex, "Swallow that ..." He then addresses the room, "The allergy has nothing to do with fur, it's the creature's skin dander. When it goes airborne, it can trigger this reaction in some of us." Styraco eyes Crona and says coldly, "If you'd like, I can have you sterilized downstairs. It won't be pleasant, but you'll be free of all germs." Rex forces down a dinosaur sized ... horse pill, then focuses back on Vegeta, "Proposal one I'd like to hear more about ... proposal two ... well, that may not be my decision, but if the first part goes well enough, it will go far in getting the second part implemented." 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' "So it's the dead skin flaking off rather than the hair or fur itself. Duely noted." Tesla rubs her chin for a thoughtful moment with one hand. "Interesting that only your 'half' of the populance would develope this allergy when you and the Dinosaucers are essentially the same meta-species genetically." Also good to know if they ever have to, say, help Rex put down a Tyranno insurgence. Just shoot Teemo and extra fluffy Pokemon at the rebels. "I'll be sure to only utilize Shardcore and the syntheticoid versions of Gremlynx for any future Reptilon projects." 

:'''{{#var:801|Teemo (801)}} has posed:''' "Quit calling me a creature," Teemo complains. "I'm a Yordle, and I have a name." Ankylo gets a slightly less annoyed response as he at least tries to explain the confusion. "I guess that's okay. Back at Bandle City we used to keep lizards as pets, so it's basically the same thing." "What do you mean it's not your decision?" his little voice pipes from near the door. "Aren't you the king?" 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' Gaius ahs softly at Rex's explanation. "Much like how some are allergic to some species of felines or canines." He then listens as Vegeta presses. He shifts his weight a bit and then tilts his head, keeping his own thoughts to himself as Rex responds back to the proposals. Those gold eyes then look over to Rex, "If required, I could see about having Centurion Takane assist with defense and see if we can give aid in both food supplies, along with further man power. As I know Takane aided a great deal originally. I am sure she will be more then glad to assist again." The Legatus gives a light shrug of a his shoulder. "After all, she was with your people in a hard time. She knows them best in my Legion." Even better then himself. 

:'''{{#var:22|Medusa Gorgon (22)}} has posed:'''     Medusa calmly looks over at Tesla. "Most allergic reactions to pets among humans are caused by proteins than can be found in saliva and dandruff," she explains, "and not all humans are allergic to them nor to pollen." Not as much as interesting to her, really. It's hardly new nor unexplained.     The offer of being sterilized and cleaned of the germs does make the young meister blink, and Ragnarok peers at Tesla, "I'm just stating facts here!" and then he looks at Styraco. "Forget it, more stress will only make this crap worse. Crona! You'll just have to deal with this lizard breath for now! Or I'll punch you until you do!"     Crona whimpers, looking like they are fighting the urge to run off... and resignates themselves to remain by the wheelchair.     "Does anybody besides yourself need medical treatment, Rex?" Medusa asks the Tyranno leader, seemingly ignoring her child's distress as she usually does. 

:'''{{#var:663|Vegeta (663)}} has posed:''' "Very well. Recover enough to walk, and then we'll begin training immediately." Vegeta begins walking over to Rex, then reaches out to try and poke him in the chest, as if to determine his current physical stability. "You're going to live in a gravity chamber with me. When you aren't in the gravity chamber, you'll wear weighted clothing. Ideally you'd stay in the chamber for weeks, but we're both royalty with obligations and responsibilities, so weighted clothing will have to do when you need to attend to your business." 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave rubs his chin with one hand, the opposite arm folding over his chest and tucking into the crook of his arm in a thoughtful posture. There is little he can offer to assist, at least in the manner everyone else has, as even now he doesn't wish to make assumptions as to what Reptilon may or may not need. For now, he's personally more interested in watching and listening. Spymaster habits die hard, even amongst allies. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Styraco hehs at Tesla, "It doesn't affect all of us. Point in fact, myself ... it mostly affects those in the ruling family. There is speculation that in the past that, as royals will often do, in order to preserve bloodlines ..." Rex waves a claw at Styraco, "Enough about my damned allergy! Say NOTHING else, that was generations ago and those are ALL unfounded rumors!" Styraco rolls his eyes, then plucks the medkit from Crona, flipping it open and examining the contents, "Tea? I thought you were a doctor ... what is this holistic nonsense?" Styraco begins saying to Medusa but is interrupted. "Enough you blackhorned, Idiotops!" Rex finally snaps, "Get out before you insult everyone in the room!" "Pfft!" Styraco shakes his head, setting the medkit on Rex's bed then heads for the door, "I'll have a nurse bring you some hot water." Rex pinches the bridge of his nose, once again struggling to regain his composure, he pulls the bedsheet away from his face and inhales deeply, "My apologies Teemo. It is nice to meet you." "It is easy to assume that being a king lets one do whatever one wishes ... but that is all that is, an assumption. It is not now, nor has it ever been reality. Not on Reptilon, nor among any other ruler I have ever met ... save one, and his selfishness nearly exterminated his own people along with my own." "I appreciate your offers Legatus. Your legions occupy a special relationship with the people of Reptilon. I have been kept abreast of your own struggles and I am regretful that we have not been able t assist you as you have us." Rex offers a grin to Medusa, "As I understand it, our medical staff has done a miraculous job in patching up our injured ... There will always been those who will continue to strggle and those we find lost in the rubble, but our people are strong and our science is powerful. Your help is appreciated, but your recovery should come first. I'm sure you'll have ample opportunity to patch me up in the future." Rex's eye darts to Vegeta's finger and a large red claw engulfs Vegeta's hand and pushes back, but it is easily overpowered, Rex grunts in protest, then whispers, "Stop ... do not humiliate me like this ... I accept your terms ..." 

:'''{{#var:663|Vegeta (663)}} has posed:''' "Good, then begin your recovery. Allow the witch to assist you." Vegeta turns around and starts heading for the door, pointing at Medusa. "Make him strong enough to train, Witch." he demands, then starts to make his exit. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia watchs Styraco's retreating backside out of the room for a moment, and lets out a soft sigh. He was both the easiest and the most difficult Tyranno for her to read sometimes. They had many simularities. But at the same time Styraco was a saurian entirely of logic and figures, whereas Tesla was willing to consider her emotions as well as her intellect. Just not allow them to compromise herself. In the end she turns her attention to Soundwave's avatar briefly. "Do you have this sort of issue with Shockwave often?" 

:'''{{#var:22|Medusa Gorgon (22)}} has posed:'''     If Medusa is bothered by the way Styraco talks to her, then she does a damn good job of hiding it. There is an amused look that she gives him though, slit pupils that watch him intently. When he is sent out though she looks back at Rex with what looks like a genuine smile. "I recommend at least three cups of tea a day."     "I'm not injured," she responds to his voiced concern. "Preparing medications would give me something to do, an old lady like me hates being bored~" And Vegeta's comment does make her smile, not responding as the Saiyan makes his exit. 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave's stance doesn't change, but his eyes narrow at the minor discussion/confrontation between Rex and Vegeta. It seems to calm just as suddenly as it had happened, though, so he makes no further issue of it. He blinks once as Tesla Armadia addresses him, startled out of his thoughts as his attention redirects. A lapse of perception that won't happen again. "-Affirmative,-" he nods to Tesla. "-Emotionless, bound to logic...-" His voice trails off for a moment, "-...and dangerous.-" He tilts his head after Styraco. "-I doubt he is the same.-" He returns his attention to Rex and bows his head. "-Genghis Rex. If there is anything I or my agents can assist in, let me know. We will help however required.-" 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' Vegeta forces Rex's hand and the Legatus can only narrow his eyes slightly, but remains quiet as he observes the Saiyan leave. Gaius then looks to Rex before he bows his head to him. "As the Legatus of my Legion I am honored to hear we hold well with the people and that our efforts were able to save the lives of many." "We as allies of the Confederacy, under the same banner will be glad to do so again if the time requires of it." Gaius looks at Rex dead in the eyes. "I promise we shalt not turn our back so long as allegiances remained aligned." Gaius then places up his free hand, "Also do not worry on return. Your recovery and the joy of your people are good enough for these ears. I'm sure my men can also agree to that, sir." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Vegeta bangs into a female Theriznosaurus who appears in the doorway, clutching a teapot very awkwardly in its claws, "Oopse, sorry about that! Someone wanted hot water?" Rex waves the nurse in. Her height is ridiculous and she has to stoop down to fit through the doorway, but she does manage to step daintily over Teemo, not really sure what to make of him. Rex nods appreciatively to all who gathered and offers a genuine smile or appreciation to Gaius, "Thank you all for coming, I will see you on the battlefield soon enough." (OOC: the thought of this trying to carry a teapot around just seemed hilarious to me: http://i.imgur.com/1EKZ5PF.jpg) 

:'''{{#var:522|Gaius Van Baelsar (522)}} has posed:''' Gaius Van Baelsar bows his head to Rex, "'Tis not a problem, sir. Besides," There was a soft warm smile on his face. "The hospital does not suit you, Rex. You are far better on the battlefield." The Legatus then bows before he goes to head out as well. Though he does wait a moment, before he turns to face Rex once more as the nurse tends to him. "If you need of something, feel free to contact me on my private line." He then taps the door frame before he heads out, placing his helm back on once more. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex watched quietly as everyone left, then glanced at his nurse, who was fumbling with the teapot, trying to pour the water into a cup. "Just put it down! I'll do it! Just go!" As the giant nurse made her exit, Rex pulled aside his rope and glanced at the area where Vegeta had barely poked him. It was already darkening to a deep purple, "Soon" he muttered to himself, "Soon..." 

}}

The Dragon's Feast (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-17T19:20:23Z

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{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/17
|Location=Reptilon
|Synopsis=The final battle lies ahead.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Genghis Rex stands among a small gathering of Reptilonians and heroes from all facets of the multiverse. THey mill about talking and mostly grumbling about the hopelessness of the situation. Rex speaks to Allo momentarily and the brown skinned nods before Rex steps a top a shattered piece of stone.

At the site of the Tyranno King, the gathered defenders quiet down< Rex smiles a bit, gazing over the gathered menagerie, then begins speaking loudly that all may hear. His tone is upbeat and strong, as if he was born for this very day.

"Welcome to the Dragon's Feast. This is the time of year when all of Reptilon, Tyranno and Dinosaucers alike, would gather and celebrate our world and our lives. War or not, no blood was shed on this day ... it was a reminder that while we had our differences, we were one people and we would survive."

"While our world thrashes, barely clinging to life, we will NOT celebrate it's death today, but we shall celebrate LIFE! As I look out amongst you I see so much life, so different and diverse. Those I have insulted and belittled and those whose blood I have spilled in ignorance and hate. Yet you stand here ready to fight and defend my people ..."

He glances down at Rhapsody and grins, then continues, "I cannot take back what has already been done, but I want you to all know that you're sacrifice and mercy to one who does not deserve it has changed me. I will not survive the fight that comes, but I die a changed man .. a better one. Thanks to all of you."

"If we are marked to die, then we are enough to do the Multiverse loss. And if you have no stomach for this fight, by all means, depart. I would not die in the company of one who fears to die in mine. The Dragon Feast will be remembered as the day that few rose up against a tyrant and said 'No'. Those that outlive this day will mark it and show their scars proudly, and say 'These wounds I had at the Dragon's Feast!'

"And then shall our names, familiar in their mouths as household words, Rex The King, Allo the Protector, Rhapsody And Serori, Rebound and Lute, Toph and Glitter, Krezentia and Vegeta be in their cups, freshly remembered! And the roar of the Dragon, OUR ROAR, will echo throughout the multiverse from this day till the ending of all things!

"But we in it shall be remember'd, we few ... we happy few, we band of brothers. For he, today, he who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother, and those who stayed away and watched from afar shall think themselves accursed that they were not here, while any speaks, who fought with us, upon the Dragon's Feast!"

The End ...? (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-16T19:34:03Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/16
|Location=Reptilon - Tarpits 3
|Synopsis=Rex coordinates the evacuation of his planet.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
"We've got a tremor incoming! Brace for impact!" Ankylo snorted just before Tarpits 3 lurched from Reptilon's faults crashing together.

Rex braced himself as the whole room shuddered, a shockwave of searing pain blasted up from his chest reminding him of his of his failure when the planet itself wasn't quaking in fury at him. Plesio had worked his magic and managed to get Tarpits 3's command center operational, but the external damage required time that did not have to get the ship fully operational once again.

Screens popped up in front of Rex to review the evacuation efforts. He slid the holographic displays around as dozens of reports popped up, were read, then dismissed.

"Dinobot Island, can I get a status report?" Rex inquired, a screen of Grimlock's shielded face popping up in front of him.

"Me Grimlock think you stupid! You call Dinobots a month ago and this never happen!" THe DInobot Commander barked.

Rex's face drew into an exhausted frown, "Thank you for your assessment, Commander, but I was moreso referring to the status of Transport One."

"They arrive 18 minutes ago. Dinobots showing them to caves for time being."

Rex nodded, "My sister is on that transport, you'll know her when you see her, she's the gold feather Deinonychus with the permanent scowl on her face, you may want to isolate her and her creepy little mate, as if left to their own devices, they'll be running the island in a month's time. Please, be gentle, she's awful, but she's my sister and she's pregnant."

Grimlock shrugged, "Me, Grimlock, not make any promises."

Grimlock's face faded, only to be replaced by the similar visor of the Constructicon foreman Scrapper.

"We have the radiation shield activated above Bunker 1, we are beginning extraction now. This would go a LOT quicker if a certain birdbrain would handle some of the heavy lifting for us ..." Scrapper rasped.

Suddenly Sky Lynx's face flashed next to Scrapper's in a second window, "How DARE you call me a "birdbrain", you lime colored hunk of scrap! I should show you the business end of my ..."

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Rex snarled, "We can't do this right now! If you're here to help, then help. If not, please leave the planet ..."

Both Lynx and Scrapper nodded, returning to their work, their screens fading from view.
Another screen of a bearded human waited patiently off to Rex's left, until the Tyranno turned his head, "Captain ..."

"We're within transporter range and hidden behind your moon. We're taking your advice and trying NOT to draw attention to ourselves for fear that Kakarot might toss the Titan at you. This will be slow going and your people are so large that we won't be able to carry many. I wish we could do more."

Rex nodded, "It's fine Captain ... I couldn't ask for more. Thank you."

As the captain's face faded, Terrible Dactyl stepped up behind Rex, "You're handeling this REMARKABLY well ..."

Rex reflexively placed a claw to the burn on his chest, "I do not have time for an existential crisis at the moment, Dactyl. But please keep a rubber room and a straight jacket on hand if we actually survive this."

Dactyl cocked his head grinning at Rex, "Hrm, Genghis Rex ... Savior of Reptilon ... it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Rex met Dactyl's gaze smirking, "Don't ever say that again ..."

The End ...? (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-16T19:26:32Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/16
|Location=Reptilon - Tarpits 3
|Synopsis=Rex coordinates the evacuation of his planet.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
"We've got a tremor incoming! Brace for impact!" Ankylo snorted just before Tarpits 3 lurched from Reptilon's faults crashing together.

Rex braced himself as the whole room shuddered, a shockwave of searing pain blasted up from his chest reminding him of his of his failure when the planet itself wasn't quaking in fury at him. Plesio had worked his magic and managed to get Tarpits 3's command center operational, but the external damage required time that did not have to get the ship fully operational once again.

Screens popped up in front of Rex to review the evacuation efforts. He slid the holographic displays around as dozens of reports popped up, were read, then dismissed.

"Dinobot Island, can I get a status report?" Rex inquired, a screen of Grimlock's shielded face popping up in front of him.

"Me Grimlock think you stupid! You call Dinobots a month ago and this never happen!" THe DInobot Commander barked.

Rex's face drew into an exhausted frown, "Thank you for your assessment, Commander, but I was moreso referring to the status of Transport One."

"They arrive 18 minutes ago. Dinobots showing them to caves for time being."

Rex nodded, "My sister is on that transport, you'll know her when you see her, she's the gold feather Deinonychus with the permanent scowl on her face, you may want to isolate her and her creepy little mate, as if left to their own devices, they'll be running the island in a month's time. Please, be gentle, she's awful, but she's my sister and she's pregnant."

Grimlock shrugged, "Me, Grimlock, not make any promises."

Grimlock's face faded, only to be replaced by the similar visor of the Constructicon foreman Scrapper.

"We have the radiation shield activated above Bunker 1, we are beginning extraction now. This would go a LOT quicker if a certain birdbrain would handle some of the heavy lifting for us ..." Scrapper rasped.

Suddenly Sky Lynx's face flashed next t Scrapper's in a second window, "How DARE you call me a "birdbrain", you lime colored hunk of scrap! I should show you the business end of my ..."

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Rex snarled, "We can't do this right now! If you're here to help, then help. If not, please leave the planet ..."

Both Lynx and Scrapper nodded, returning to their work, their screens fading from view.
Another screen of a bearded human waited patiently off to Rex's left, until the Tyranno turned his head, "Captain ..."

"We're within transporter range and hidden behind your moon. We're taking your advice and trying NOT to draw attention to ourselves for fear that Kakarot might toss the Titan at you. This will be slow going and your people are so large that we won't be able to carry many. I wish we could do more."

Rex nodded, "It's fine Captain ... I couldn't ask for more. Thank you."

As the captain's face faded, Terrible Dactyl stepped up behind Rex, "You're handeling this REMARKABLY well ..."

Rex reflexively placed a claw to the burn on his chest, "I do not have time for an existential crisis at the moment, Dactyl. But please keep a rubber room and a straight jacket on hand if we actually survive this."

Dactyl cocked his head grinning at Rex, "Hrm, Genghis Rex ... Savior of Reptilon ... it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Rex met Dactyl's gaze smirking, "Don't ever say that again ..."

The End ...? (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-16T19:25:23Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/16
|Location=Reptilon - Tarpits 3
|Synopsis=Rex coordinates the evacuation of his planet.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
"We've got a tremor incoming! Brace for impact!" Ankylo snorted just before Tarpits 3 lurched from Reptilon's faults crashing together.

Rex braced himself as the whole room shuddered, a shockwave of searing pain blasted up from his chest reminding him of his of his failure when the planet itself wasn't quaking in fury at him. Plesio had worked his magic and managed to get Tarpits 3's command center operational, but the external damage required time that did not have to get the ship fully operational once again.

Screens popped up in front of Rex to review the evacuation efforts. He slid the holographic displays around as dozens of reports popped up, were read, then dismissed.

"Dinobot Island, can I get a status report?" Rex inquired, a screen of Grimlock's shielded face popping up in front of him.

"Me Grimlock think you stupid! You call Dinobots a month ago and this never happen!" THe DInobot Commander barked.

Rex's face drew into an exhausted frown, "Thank you for your assessment, Commander, but I was moreso referring to the status of Transport One."

"They arrive 18 minutes ago. Dinobots showing them to caves for time being."

Rex nodded, "My sister is on that transport, you'll know her when you see her, she's the gold feather Deinonychus with the permanent scowl on her face, you may want to isolate her and her mate, as if left to their own devices, they'll be running the island in a month's time. Please, be gentle, she's awful, but she's my sister and she's pregnant."

Grimlock shrugged, "Me, Grimlock, not make any promises."

Grimlock's face faded, only to be replaced by the similar visor of the Constructicon foreman Scrapper.

"We have the radiation shield activated above Bunker 1, we are beginning extraction now. This would go a LOT quicker if a certain birdbrain would handle some of the heavy lifting for us ..." Scrapper rasped.

Suddenly Sky Lynx's face flashed next t Scrapper's in a second window, "How DARE you call me a "birdbrain", you lime colored hunk of scrap! I should show you the business end of my ..."

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Rex snarled, "We can't do this right now! If you're here to help, then help. If not, please leave the planet ..."

Both Lynx and Scrapper nodded, returning to their work, their screens fading from view.
Another screen of a bearded human waited patiently off to Rex's left, until the Tyranno turned his head, "Captain ..."

"We're within transporter range and hidden behind your moon. We're taking your advice and trying NOT to draw attention to ourselves for fear that Kakarot might toss the Titan at you. This will be slow going and your people are so large that we won't be able to carry many. I wish we could do more."

Rex nodded, "It's fine Captain ... I couldn't ask for more. Thank you."

As the captain's face faded, Terrible Dactyl stepped up behind Rex, "You're handeling this REMARKABLY well ..."

Rex reflexively placed a claw to the burn on his chest, "I do not have time for an existential crisis at the moment, Dactyl. But please keep a rubber room and a straight jacket on hand if we actually survive this."

Dactyl cocked his head grinning at Rex, "Hrm, Genghis Rex ... Savior of Reptilon ... it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Rex met Dactyl's gaze smirking, "Don't ever say that again ..."

The End ...? (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-16T19:25:05Z

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{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/16
|Location=Reptilon - Tarpits 3
|Synopsis=Rex coodinates the evacuation of his planet.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
"We've got a tremor incoming! Brace for impact!" Ankylo snorted just before Tarpits 3 lurched from Reptilon's faults crashing together.

Rex braced himself as the whole room shuddered, a shockwave of searing pain blasted up from his chest reminding him of his of his failure when the planet itself wasn't quaking in fury at him. Plesio had worked his magic and managed to get Tarpits 3's command center operational, but the external damage required time that did not have to get the ship fully operational once again.

Screens popped up in front of Rex to review the evacuation efforts. He slid the holographic displays around as dozens of reports popped up, were read, then dismissed.

"Dinobot Island, can I get a status report?" Rex inquired, a screen of Grimlock's shielded face popping up in front of him.

"Me Grimlock think you stupid! You call Dinobots a month ago and this never happen!" THe DInobot Commander barked.

Rex's face drew into an exhausted frown, "Thank you for your assessment, Commander, but I was moreso referring to the status of Transport One."

"They arrive 18 minutes ago. Dinobots showing them to caves for time being."

Rex nodded, "My sister is on that transport, you'll know her when you see her, she's the gold feather Deinonychus with the permanent scowl on her face, you may want to isolate her and her mate, as if left to their own devices, they'll be running the island in a month's time. Please, be gentle, she's awful, but she's my sister and she's pregnant."

Grimlock shrugged, "Me, Grimlock, not make any promises."

Grimlock's face faded, only to be replaced by the similar visor of the Constructicon foreman Scrapper.

"We have the radiation shield activated above Bunker 1, we are beginning extraction now. This would go a LOT quicker if a certain birdbrain would handle some of the heavy lifting for us ..." Scrapper rasped.

Suddenly Sky Lynx's face flashed next t Scrapper's in a second window, "How DARE you call me a "birdbrain", you lime colored hunk of scrap! I should show you the business end of my ..."

"SHUT UP! BOTH OF YOU!" Rex snarled, "We can't do this right now! If you're here to help, then help. If not, please leave the planet ..."

Both Lynx and Scrapper nodded, returning to their work, their screens fading from view.
Another screen of a bearded human waited patiently off to Rex's left, until the Tyranno turned his head, "Captain ..."

"We're within transporter range and hidden behind your moon. We're taking your advice and trying NOT to draw attention to ourselves for fear that Kakarot might toss the Titan at you. This will be slow going and your people are so large that we won't be able to carry many. I wish we could do more."

Rex nodded, "It's fine Captain ... I couldn't ask for more. Thank you."

As the captain's face faded, Terrible Dactyl stepped up behind Rex, "You're handeling this REMARKABLY well ..."

Rex reflexively placed a claw to the burn on his chest, "I do not have time for an existential crisis at the moment, Dactyl. But please keep a rubber room and a straight jacket on hand if we actually survive this."

Dactyl cocked his head grinning at Rex, "Hrm, Genghis Rex ... Savior of Reptilon ... it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

Rex met Dactyl's gaze smirking, "Don't ever say that again ..."

2223/AWftF - The Kings Gratitude

2015-05-13T02:30:03Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/13
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex gives Toph and unexpected gift
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=20, 114
|Tinyplot=
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex can be found in his private chambers. Toph is escorted there bu Ankylo, who met her at the front gates. Rex's room is expansive and looks like it might have once been a lavish and luxurious abode that would rival even the Penthouse at Stark Tower. However, now it is caked in dust, and some of the ceiling have caved in. The large expansive oval window with the beautiful view of the world outside has been shattered and the wind howls angrily. Rex is putting some framed photos in a box, dusting them off as best he can. Just as Toph walks in, he erupts in a sneezing fit from all the airborne debris floating around. With his T-rex sized sinuses and lungs, it's more like somebody jerkily blowing a foghorn. 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     She's not exactly sure /why/ she was asked to come here, but with nothing else to do, the young earthbending master headed to the Tyrannos's headquarters. Ankylo is given a nod in greeting, and while Toph doesn't seem thrilled, she is at least not rude. But she's not talkative either as she is escorted up through the Citadel and to the large private quarters. Sure, it's big, but... man, it's messed up after Kakarot's attack, huh? It's easy enough for Toph to 'see' all the dust, the rocks and crumbling ceiling, the glass scattered across the floor by the window... Yup. This place has seen better days.     As Rex sneezes she makes a slight wince, the sound not exactly soft. Well, at least she hasn't been met with aggression just yet, though she doesn't exactly trust Rex either. But she walks to the middle of the floor, crosses her arms across her chest and seems unafraid where she comes to a halt. Five feet of confidence as she speaks up, her voice steady. '''"I'm here. What did you want?"'''     Let's try to be diplomatic here and keep silly nicknames out of this. After all, they are united against Kakarot after all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex wipes his nose with a hanky, '''"Ahh, yes ... the Earthbender. *sniff* I wanted to thank you for the other night. Your actions saved at least one of our members from getting himself killed. We took it on the chin from that maniac and we're still standing, and we couldn't have done it without you."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     For the most part she is used to being yelled at and being called names by the humanoid dinosaur. When one of the first things he says to her is words of gratitude, it takes Toph by surprise.     She blinks twice where she stands, arching an eyebrow. He's... sincere?     For a few seconds she's quiet, then she lets out a sigh. '''"You know, he didn't make it any easier. And Kakarot has killed enough people."''' No need to have some old cankerous geezers die as well. '''"It was a joint effort, and I'll be there again to help thwart him the next time he gets any crazy ideas."''' It feels a bit weird to accept praise from Rex of all people. Especially for something like this. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex folds his arms, looking Toph up and down, '''"I owe you an apology. My Tyrannos and I visited quite a bit of distress upon your people last year ... the actions were callous and regrettable and I wish to make amends."''' At 12 feet tall, the Tyranno towers over Toph, so it's a bit awkward to see him being slightly submissive to someone so diminutive to him. If Toph could see his expression, it would very much be one of embarrassed regret. '''"So, I ... umm, have something for you ... you will be angry with me, but ... I cannot in clear consciousness keep it and I believe you are the likeliest candidate to see it to safety."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's not too hard to recall what Rex and his underlings did to the badgermoles outside of Gaoling, and Toph narrows her eyes slightly when the issue is brought up. And heck, he even apologizes? It's a bit hard to know what to think and feel about that. She might be less than half his size, but indeed, the blind girl carries herself with confidence that speaks of her willpower. Small she might be, but she doesn't think of herself as small in anything but physical size.     There's confusion on her face however when Rex continues speaking. '''"What the crud are you talking about?"''' she asks. Keep what? This does not make any sense at all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex steps over to a cloaked box and pulls the tarp off. It is a metal box, with an opening in one end, from inside there is a flash of red eyes, then a Badger mole the size of a St Bernard steps out, but it is VERY different from other Badgermoles. Being an albino, Its fur is stark white with strange red splotches all over its coat. Instead of normal claws, it's front feet seem to be encased in hulking metal gauntlets that look as if they can close around it's claws and create .. drills?. '''"It is still a hatchling, but it will grow quickly, quicker than a normal member of its species. Well, quicker than a member of both of its species ..."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     Toph's attention shifts to the box and the movement as whatever is in the box moves outside. And immediately the girl's eyes go wide in what might be shock.     The shape is familiar, at least somewhat. Sure, Toph can't see the colours on the creature, nor see its red eyes. But what she does see is enough to make her wonder just what is going on. And why this creature is so much like a badgermole... and yes so much different.     '''"What the...?"''' she gasps, her arms uncrossing as she takes a step forward, raising her hand. '''"What /is/ this?"''' The demand in her voice is clear, and she curiously stomps her foot into the floor. Just to see if the creature, whatever it is, will recognise earthbending as there's some clear vibrations through the floor. At least for those who see through the earth.     '''"What did you /do/?!"''' Rex as right. Right now Toph does look like she's about to get angry. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Badgermole tilts his head to the side feeling the vibrations of Toph's stop in the earth and pats one of its forepaws to the ground, responding to her. It isn't at all aggressive, it seems more bewildered than anything. Rex gets a nervous smile, '''"Well ... it's ... it's something NEW. Just a bit of genetic re-engineering and a little bit of umm ... pokemon DNA and ... well, it's not a Pokemon and it's not a Badgermole ... it's a new lifeform."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     The reaction the creature gives is enough to let Toph know that it is indeed close enough to a badgermole. A badgermole who does not belong here. Or anywhere, maybe.     Genetic re-engineering...? That word catches Toph's attention, and she turns her head sharply. '''"You did WHAT?!"''' The last word is nearly shrieked, and Toph fully turns towards Rex, her hands balling up into fists. '''"Is this why you took Scratches?! Is this why you traumatised a little cub and her pack? To... to... create /her/?!"''' Toph points at the badgermole. It just feels so /wrong/. The claws are different, the way she moves... 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex shuffles uncomfortably, breaking eye contact with Toph and folding his arms in front of him again. His tail twitched behind him, then he goes over and kneels beside the creation, running his claws through its fur. He reaches for Toph's hand and places her palm on the Badgermole's head. Softly, Rex speaks, '''"I didn't say what I did was right and I can't go back and change it ... but I can try to make it right."''' '''"She is alone in this world and there is no one else like her ... she is lost without a family of her own ... I thought you might understand how that is. She may have been born from my anger and ambition, but she does NOT need to live that way ... you can show her so much more ..."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's easy enough to tell that Rex is uncomfortable. And perhaps the fact that he seems to genuinely regret what he did is the only thing that keeps Toph from acting out against him right now. However, when he reaches for her hand Toph slaps at his much larger hand, a frown on her face. '''"Don't."''' It's the only warning she will give him. Don't upset her further.     But her anger is directed at him, not at the poor little badgermole hybrid. Can this even be made right? He twisted a noble creature, crossed it with something else, and...     There is nobody like her, indeed.     Even as Rex speaks, it looks as if Toph is trying to get a sour taste out of her mouth, her lips drawn, her jaw tightening. Maybe she wants to say something, but she keeps her mouth shut despite the rising urge to say something. And whatever she wants to say is probably not very nice.     But in the end the blind earthbender reaches out towards the snout of the badgermole hatchling, and she then turns towards the door, gesturing for the young creature to follow.     She does stop briefly however, her back still to Rex as she speaks. '''"... good luck cleaning up the mess."''' Whether she's referring to the room or something else might be hard to say. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex lets out an exhausted sigh as Toph leaves and flops down in his chair, kicking up a cloud of dust. Toph can hear him explode into another sneezing fit as she leads the Badgermole hybrid out fo the Citadel. 

}}

2223/AWftF - The Kings Gratitude

2015-05-13T02:27:59Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/13
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex gives Toph and unexpected gift
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=20, 114
|Tinyplot=
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
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{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex can be found in his private chambers. Toph is escorted there bu Ankylo, who met her at the front gates. Rex's room is expansive and looks like it might have once been a lavish and luxurious abode that would rival even the Penthouse at Stark Tower. However, now it is caked in dust, and some of the ceiling have caved in. The large expansive oval window with the beautiful view of the world outside has been shattered and the wind howls angrily. Rex is putting some framed photos in a box, dusting them off as best he can. Just as Toph walks in, he erupts in a sneezing fit from all the airborne debris floating around. With his T-rex sized sinuses and lungs, it's more like somebody jerkily blowing a foghorn. 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     She's not exactly sure /why/ she was asked to come here, but with nothing else to do, the young earthbending master headed to the Tyrannos's headquarters. Ankylo is given a nod in greeting, and while Toph doesn't seem thrilled, she is at least not rude. But she's not talkative either as she is escorted up through the Citadel and to the large private quarters. Sure, it's big, but... man, it's messed up after Kakarot's attack, huh? It's easy enough for Toph to 'see' all the dust, the rocks and crumbling ceiling, the glass scattered across the floor by the window... Yup. This place has seen better days.     As Rex sneezes she makes a slight wince, the sound not exactly soft. Well, at least she hasn't been met with aggression just yet, though she doesn't exactly trust Rex either. But she walks to the middle of the floor, crosses her arms across her chest and seems unafraid where she comes to a halt. Five feet of confidence as she speaks up, her voice steady. '''"I'm here. What did you want?"'''     Let's try to be diplomatic here and keep silly nicknames out of this. After all, they are united against Kakarot after all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex wipes his nose with a hanky, '''"Ahh, yes ... the Earthbender. *sniff* I wanted to thank you for the other night. Your actions saved at least one of our members from getting himself killed. We took it on the chin from that maniac and we're still standing, and we couldn't have done it without you."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     For the most part she is used to being yelled at and being called names by the humanoid dinosaur. When one of the first things he says to her is words of gratitude, it takes Toph by surprise.     She blinks twice where she stands, arching an eyebrow. He's... sincere?     For a few seconds she's quiet, then she lets out a sigh. '''"You know, he didn't make it any easier. And Kakarot has killed enough people."''' No need to have some old cankerous geezers die as well. '''"It was a joint effort, and I'll be there again to help thwart him the next time he gets any crazy ideas."''' It feels a bit weird to accept praise from Rex of all people. Especially for something like this. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex folds his arms, looking Toph up and down, '''"I owe you an apology. My Tyrannos and I visited quite a bit of distress upon your people last year ... the actions were callous and regrettable and I wish to make amends."''' At 12 feet tall, the Tyranno towers over Toph, so it's a bit awkward to see him being slightly submissive to someone so diminutive to him. If Toph could see his expression, it would very much be one of embarrassed regret. '''"So, I ... umm, have something for you ... you will be angry with me, but ... I cannot in clear consciousness keep it and I believe you are the likeliest candidate to see it to safety."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's not too hard to recall what Rex and his underlings did to the badgermoles outside of Gaoling, and Toph narrows her eyes slightly when the issue is brought up. And heck, he even apologizes? It's a bit hard to know what to think and feel about that. She might be less than half his size, but indeed, the blind girl carries herself with confidence that speaks of her willpower. Small she might be, but she doesn't think of herself as small in anything but physical size.     There's confusion on her face however when Rex continues speaking. "What the crud are you talking about?" she asks. Keep what? This does not make any sense at all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex steps over to a cloaked box and pulls the tarp off. It is a metal box, with an opening in one end, from inside there is a flash of red eyes, then a Badger mole the size of a St Bernard steps out, but it is VERY different from other Badgermoles. Being an albino, Its fur is stark white with strange red splotches all over its coat. Instead of normal claws, it's front feet seem to be encased in hulking metal gauntlets that look as if they can close around it's claws and create .. drills?. '''"It is still a hatchling, but it will grow quickly, quicker than a normal member of its species. Well, quicker than a member of both of its species ..."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     Toph's attention shifts to the box and the movement as whatever is in the box moves outside. And immediately the girl's eyes go wide in what might be shock.     The shape is familiar, at least somewhat. Sure, Toph can't see the colours on the creature, nor see its red eyes. But what she does see is enough to make her wonder just what is going on. And why this creature is so much like a badgermole... and yes so much different.     '''"What the...?"''' she gasps, her arms uncrossing as she takes a step forward, raising her hand. '''"What /is/ this?"''' The demand in her voice is clear, and she curiously stomps her foot into the floor. Just to see if the creature, whatever it is, will recognise earthbending as there's some clear vibrations through the floor. At least for those who see through the earth.     '''"What did you /do/?!"''' Rex as right. Right now Toph does look like she's about to get angry. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Badgermole tilts his head to the side feeling the vibrations of Toph's stop in the earth and pats one of its forepaws to the ground, responding to her. It isn't at all aggressive, it seems more bewildered than anything. Rex gets a nervous smile, '''"Well ... it's ... it's something NEW. Just a bit of genetic re-engineering and a little bit of umm ... pokemon DNA and ... well, it's not a Pokemon and it's not a Badgermole ... it's a new lifeform."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     The reaction the creature gives is enough to let Toph know that it is indeed close enough to a badgermole. A badgermole who does not belong here. Or anywhere, maybe.     Genetic re-engineering...? That word catches Toph's attention, and she turns her head sharply. '''"You did WHAT?!"''' The last word is nearly shrieked, and Toph fully turns towards Rex, her hands balling up into fists. '''"Is this why you took Scratches?! Is this why you traumatised a little cub and her pack? To... to... create /her/?!"''' Toph points at the badgermole. It just feels so /wrong/. The claws are different, the way she moves... 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex shuffles uncomfortably, breaking eye contact with Toph and folding his arms in front of him again. His tail twitched behind him, then he goes over and kneels beside the creation, running his claws through its fur. He reaches for Toph's hand and places her palm on the Badgermole's head. Softly, Rex speaks, '''"I didn't say what I did was right and I can't go back and change it ... but I can try to make it right."''' '''"She is alone in this world and there is no one else like her ... she is lost without a family of her own ... I thought you might understand how that is. She may have been born from my anger and ambition, but she does NOT need to live that way ... you can show her so much more ..."''' 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's easy enough to tell that Rex is uncomfortable. And perhaps the fact that he seems to genuinely regret what he did is the only thing that keeps Toph from acting out against him right now. However, when he reaches for her hand Toph slaps at his much larger hand, a frown on her face. '''"Don't."''' It's the only warning she will give him. Don't upset her further.     But her anger is directed at him, not at the poor little badgermole hybrid. Can this even be made right? He twisted a noble creature, crossed it with something else, and...     There is nobody like her, indeed.     Even as Rex speaks, it looks as if Toph is trying to get a sour taste out of her mouth, her lips drawn, her jaw tightening. Maybe she wants to say something, but she keeps her mouth shut despite the rising urge to say something. And whatever she wants to say is probably not very nice.     But in the end the blind earthbender reaches out towards the snout of the badgermole hatchling, and she then turns towards the door, gesturing for the young creature to follow.     She does stop briefly however, her back still to Rex as she speaks. '''"... good luck cleaning up the mess."''' Whether she's referring to the room or something else might be hard to say. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex lets out an exhausted sigh as Toph leaves and flops down in his chair, kicking up a cloud of dust. Toph can hear him explode into another sneezing fit as she leads the Badgermole hybrid out fo the Citadel. 

}}

2223/AWftF - The Kings Gratitude

2015-05-13T02:22:20Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex can be found in his private chambers. Toph is escorted there bu Ankylo, who met her at the front gates. Rex's room is expansive and looks like it might have once been a lavish and luxurious abode that would rival even the Penthouse at Stark Tower. However, now it is caked in dust, and some of the ceiling have caved in. The large expansive oval window with the beautiful view of the world outside has been shattered and the wind howls angrily. Rex is putting some framed photos in a box, dusting them off as best he can. Just as Toph walks in, he erupts in a sneezing fit from all the airborne debris floating around. With his T-rex sized sinuses and lungs, it's more like somebody jerkily blowing a foghorn. 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     She's not exactly sure /why/ she was asked to come here, but with nothing else to do, the young earthbending master headed to the Tyrannos's headquarters. Ankylo is given a nod in greeting, and while Toph doesn't seem thrilled, she is at least not rude. But she's not talkative either as she is escorted up through the Citadel and to the large private quarters. Sure, it's big, but... man, it's messed up after Kakarot's attack, huh? It's easy enough for Toph to 'see' all the dust, the rocks and crumbling ceiling, the glass scattered across the floor by the window... Yup. This place has seen better days.     As Rex sneezes she makes a slight wince, the sound not exactly soft. Well, at least she hasn't been met with aggression just yet, though she doesn't exactly trust Rex either. But she walks to the middle of the floor, crosses her arms across her chest and seems unafraid where she comes to a halt. Five feet of confidence as she speaks up, her voice steady. "I'm here. What did you want?"     Let's try to be diplomatic here and keep silly nicknames out of this. After all, they are united against Kakarot after all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex wipes his nose with a hanky, "Ahh, yes ... the Earthbender. *sniff* I wanted to thank you for the other night. Your actions saved at least one of our members from getting himself killed. We took it on the chin from that maniac and we're still standing, and we couldn't have done it without you." 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     For the most part she is used to being yelled at and being called names by the humanoid dinosaur. When one of the first things he says to her is words of gratitude, it takes Toph by surprise.     She blinks twice where she stands, arching an eyebrow. He's... sincere?     For a few seconds she's quiet, then she lets out a sigh. "You know, he didn't make it any easier. And Kakarot has killed enough people." No need to have some old cankerous geezers die as well. "It was a joint effort, and I'll be there again to help thwart him the next time he gets any crazy ideas." It feels a bit weird to accept praise from Rex of all people. Especially for something like this. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex folds his arms, looking Toph up and down, "I owe you an apology. My Tyrannos and I visited quite a bit of distress upon your people last year ... the actions were callous and regrettable and I wish to make amends." At 12 feet tall, the Tyranno towers over Toph, so it's a bit awkward to see him being slightly submissive to someone so diminutive to him. If Toph could see his expression, it would very much be one of embarrassed regret. "So, I ... umm, have something for you ... you will be angry with me, but ... I cannot in clear consciousness keep it and I believe you are the likeliest candidate to see it to safety." 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's not too hard to recall what Rex and his underlings did to the badgermoles outside of Gaoling, and Toph narrows her eyes slightly when the issue is brought up. And heck, he even apologizes? It's a bit hard to know what to think and feel about that. She might be less than half his size, but indeed, the blind girl carries herself with confidence that speaks of her willpower. Small she might be, but she doesn't think of herself as small in anything but physical size.     There's confusion on her face however when Rex continues speaking. "What the crud are you talking about?" she asks. Keep what? This does not make any sense at all. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex steps over to a cloaked box and pulls the tarp off. It is a metal box, with an opening in one end, from inside there is a flash of red eyes, then a Badger mole the size of a St Bernard steps out, but it is VERY different from other Badgermoles. Being an albino, Its fur is stark white with strange red splotches all over its coat. Instead of normal claws, it's front feet seem to be encased in hulking metal gauntlets that look as if they can close around it's claws and create .. drills?. "It is still a hatchling, but it will grow quickly, quicker than a normal member of its species. Well, quicker than a member of both of its species ..." 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     Toph's attention shifts to the box and the movement as whatever is in the box moves outside. And immediately the girl's eyes go wide in what might be shock.     The shape is familiar, at least somewhat. Sure, Toph can't see the colours on the creature, nor see its red eyes. But what she does see is enough to make her wonder just what is going on. And why this creature is so much like a badgermole... and yes so much different.     "What the...?" she gasps, her arms uncrossing as she takes a step forward, raising her hand. "What /is/ this?" The demand in her voice is clear, and she curiously stomps her foot into the floor. Just to see if the creature, whatever it is, will recognise earthbending as there's some clear vibrations through the floor. At least for those who see through the earth.     "What did you /do/?!" Rex as right. Right now Toph does look like she's about to get angry. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Badgermole tilts his head to the side feeling the vibrations of Toph's stop in the earth and pats one of its forepaws to the ground, responding to her. It isn't at all aggressive, it seems more bewildered than anything. Rex gets a nervous smile, "Well ... it's ... it's something NEW. Just a bit of genetic re-engineering and a little bit of umm ... pokemon DNA and ... well, it's not a Pokemon and it's not a Badgermole ... it's a new lifeform." 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     The reaction the creature gives is enough to let Toph know that it is indeed close enough to a badgermole. A badgermole who does not belong here. Or anywhere, maybe.     Genetic re-engineering...? That word catches Toph's attention, and she turns her head sharply. "You did WHAT?!" The last word is nearly shrieked, and Toph fully turns towards Rex, her hands balling up into fists. "Is this why you took Scratches?! Is this why you traumatised a little cub and her pack? To... to... create /her/?!" Toph points at the badgermole. It just feels so /wrong/. The claws are different, the way she moves... 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex shuffles uncomfortably, breaking eye contact with Toph and folding his arms in front of him again. His tail twitched behind him, then he goes over and kneels beside the creation, running his claws through its fur. He reaches for Toph's hand and places her palm on the Badgermole's head. Softly, Rex speaks, "I didn't say what I did was right and I can't go back and change it ... but I can try to make it right." "She is alone in this world and there is no one else like her ... she is lost without a family of her own ... I thought you might understand how that is. She may have been born from my anger and ambition, but she does NOT need to live that way ... you can show her so much more ..." 

:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''     It's easy enough to tell that Rex is uncomfortable. And perhaps the fact that he seems to genuinely regret what he did is the only thing that keeps Toph from acting out against him right now. However, when he reaches for her hand Toph slaps at his much larger hand, a frown on her face. "Don't." It's the only warning she will give him. Don't upset her further.     But her anger is directed at him, not at the poor little badgermole hybrid. Can this even be made right? He twisted a noble creature, crossed it with something else, and...     There is nobody like her, indeed.     Even as Rex speaks, it looks as if Toph is trying to get a sour taste out of her mouth, her lips drawn, her jaw tightening. Maybe she wants to say something, but she keeps her mouth shut despite the rising urge to say something. And whatever she wants to say is probably not very nice.     But in the end the blind earthbender reaches out towards the snout of the badgermole hatchling, and she then turns towards the door, gesturing for the young creature to follow.     She does stop briefly however, her back still to Rex as she speaks. "... good luck cleaning up the mess." Whether she's referring to the room or something else might be hard to say. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex lets out an exhausted sigh as Toph leaves and flops down in his chair, kicking up a cloud of dust. Toph can hear him explode into another sneezing fit as she leads the Badgermole hybrid out fo the Citadel. 

}}

The Great Mother (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-07T15:03:22Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/07
|Location=Reptilon
|Synopsis=A mother tells her son a bedtime story
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Evening - Somewhere on Reptilon a golden feathered Dinosaur sits in a chair, reading from a book for her excited child, an undersized red tyrannosaurus, whose bright green eyes don't show a hint of drowsiness.

As she snaps the book shut and looks to her son, he claps his claws together and says, '''"Just one more, mommy, please!"'''

'''"You need to sleep, dear. It's well past your bedtime already."''' his mother said softly.

'''"PLEASE, just one more! I promise I'll go to sleep after!"'''

The mother smiled and nodded her head, '''"I will tell you a story my mother told me long ago ... "'''

The tiny dinosaur grinned with anticipation, pulling his covers around him as he sat in his bed, sucking on the tip of his tail as most hatchlings did.

'''"Long, long ago ... before the land and the air and the water, there was a great darkness and the only thing that gave warmth and light in this blackness were the stars. In this darkness lived a huge mother dragon, who was heavy with life and sought a home for her children ... whom she knew would soon be born."'''

'''"She went from star to star, but they all turned her away, saying they had no patience for hatchlings. For they were still young themselves and weren't ready for a family."'''

'''"Discouraged and fretful, the mother finally came across another young star and begged of it, 'Sol, you are my last hope. My children will wait no longer. If you do not protest, I will give you a family, please protect them and keep them warm.'"'''

'''"Sol considered for a long time before he responded, 'I am still young, dear mother ... I cannot raise your children on my own.'"'''

'''"The dragon responded, 'You will never be alone, Sol. Give my children life and I will keep them fed, give them earth to walk on, give them air to breath, give them water to drink. All we need is your warmth and your light, we will be no bother to you.'"'''

'''"Sol took in the mother's words carefully, the said with hesitation, 'Your burden is heavy, mother dragon ... I will help you carry it.'"'''

'''"Relieved the dragon sighed and gave a great push, producing not one, but two eggs."'''

'''"'I was not expecting twins.' the tired mother said. 'I will do what I can, but the rest is up to you, Sol.'"'''

'''"The mother dragon pushed her eggs so that they were on either side of sol and in just the perfect distance to receive his life giving light. Her blood, scales, flesh, and breath tore themselves from her, joining with the fragile eggs as she moved frantically between them."'''

'''"When she did all that she could, and was barely a skeleton, the mother dragon looked to Sol and said, 'Thank you for the lives of my children, Sol. Thank you for being our family.' "'''

'''"And Sol told her reassuringly ..."''' the mother stopped and tilted her head to her little red son, whose green eyes were shut as he sagged in his bed, still somehow sitting upright, his tail drooping over the edge.

She walked over and laid the hatchling down properly in his bed, tucking him in while humming softly. She watched him sleep for a few minutes before quietly walking to the door, as she pulled it shut behind her, and glanced back, '''"... Sleep well, my little dragon, I will always protect you."'''

The Great Mother (Genghis Rex)

2015-05-07T15:01:25Z

Bossasaur: A mother tells her son a bedtime story

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/05/07
|Location=Reptilon
|Synopsis=A mother tells her son a bedtime story
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Evening - Somewhere on Reptilon a golden feathered Dinosaur sits in a chair, reading from a book for her excited child, an undersized red tyrannosaurus, whose bright green eyes don't show a hint of drowsiness.

As she snaps the book shut and looks to her son, he claps his claws together and says, "Just one more, mommy, please!"

"You need to sleep, dear. It's well past your bedtime already." his mother said softly.

"PLEASE, just one more! I promise I'll go to sleep after!"

The mother smiled and nodded her head, "I will tell you a story my mother told me long ago ... "

The tiny dinosaur grinned with anticipation, pulling his covers around him as he sat in his bed, sucking on the tip of his tail as most hatchlings did.

"Long, long ago ... before the land and the air and the water, there was a great darkness and the only thing that gave warmth and light in this blackness were the stars. In this darkness lived a huge mother dragon, who was heavy with life and sought a home for her children ... whom she knew would soon be born."

"She went from star to star, but they all turned her away, saying they had no patience for hatchlings. For they were still young themselves and weren't ready for a family."

"Discouraged and fretful, the mother finally came across another young star and begged of it, 'Sol, you are my last hope. My children will wait no longer. If you do not protest, I will give you a family, please protect them and keep them warm.'"

"Sol considered for a long time before he responded, 'I am still young, dear mother ... I cannot raise your children on my own.'"

"The dragon responded, 'You will never be alone, Sol. Give my children life and I will keep them fed, give them earth to walk on, give them air to breath, give them water to drink. All we need is your warmth and your light, we will be no bother to you.'"

"Sol took in the mother's words carefully, the said with hesitation, 'Your burden is heavy, mother dragon ... I will help you carry it.'"

"Relieved the dragon sighed and gave a great push, producing not one, but two eggs."

"'I was not expecting twins.' the tired mother said. 'I will do what I can, but the rest is up to you, Sol.'"

"The mother dragon pushed her eggs so that they were on either side of sol and in just the perfect distance to receive his life giving light. Her blood, scales, flesh, and breath tore themselves from her, joining with the fragile eggs as she moved frantically between them."

"When she did all that she could, and was barely a skeleton, the mother dragon looked to Sol and said, 'Thank you for the lives of my children, Sol. Thank you for being our family.' "

"And Sol told her reassuringly ..." the mother stopped and tilted her head to her little red son, whose green eyes were shut as he sagged in his bed, still somehow sitting upright, his tail drooping over the edge.

She walked over and laid the hatchling down properly in his bed, tucking him in while humming softly. She watched him sleep for a few minutes before quietly walking to the door, as she pulled it shut behind her, and glanced back, "... Sleep well, my little dragon, I will always protect you."

The Big Broadcast of 2015 (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-28T03:46:20Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/27
|Location=Reptilon - Lavadome
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex pries at the hearts and minds of Kakarot's Empire.
|Thanks=Serori Kakarot Yari Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Quackpot reviews the main Reptilonian communications array, located atop Lavadome - the highest point on Reptilon.

'''"*QUACK* Power Levels are off the charts ... I think this is the best we're going to get!"'''

'''"Assertion, INCORRECT"''' interrupted the towering blue Decepticon, Soundwave, as he transformed and plugged into main board.

Every gauge on the board suddenly pegged to maximum.

Quackpot's beak dropped, '''"Amazing! *heh* This is better than anything we have in 'Tyrannotown'! Hey Soundwave, could I use your to help out with a great new reality show when we're done!? *QUACK*"''' the Tyranno Communications officer excitedly inquired.

'''"Collaboration, UNLIKELY."''' Soundwave hummed.

'''"Enough brown-snouting, Quackpot ..."''' Genghis Rex grumps at Quackpot, '''"If you are ready ... let's do this!"'''

Quackpot stabs a button on the console and suddenly the supervolcano, that has stood silent for a millennia, erupts in one of the most powerful broadcast signals the multiverse has ever detected in this sector of the multiverse. The signal overwhelms every satellite in orbit around Reptilon, reaching out across the universe, influencing unsecured broadcast satellites surrounding Earth and extending as far as the outer solar system. Most importantly, thanks to the concerted efforts of Yari & Dimetro's infiltration team, the broadcast infiltrates the Bardock's communications array and suddenly every display on the ship is replaced by the toothy visage of Genghis Rex.

'''"Did you miss me, Kakarot? I certainly hope so! Greetings Neo-Saiyans! I am Genghis Rex, the ruler Reptilon, and, at the risk of sounding cliche, the rumors of my death are /GREATLY/ exaggerated!"'''

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, '''"By now you will have no doubt come to a bitter conclusion that the people of Reptilon will not simply roll over and die for your invasion force. I will lay it out plain and simple for all of you."'''

Rex straightens up, focusing a hard glare on the camera, '''"Your king, Kakarot, is rapidly bringing you to ruin. He has underestimated the breadth of what he's up against by attacking this world and refusing to relent in spite of the facts that have been laid out for him. We will not back down, and while Reptilon itself may not survive /THIS/ battle, the legacy Kakarot has created for you is one that will end in your own extinction."'''

The red tyrannosaur looks DEADLY serious, '''"This is not a threat, these are the facts. Reptilon is backed by an army that expands 1000 worlds spread out across just as many universes and is more than 100 billion strong. Your king is a dead man walking, but there is no reason for you and your people to be wiped out in the process. Those who are willing to forsake Kakarot's rule will be offered amnesty and sanctuary within the Confederacy. We have our own Saiyans within the Confederacy who would welcome you with open arms into their far more level headed ranks The same offer extends to anyone who rebels against and helps put an end to Kakarot's irresponsible rule."'''

Rex folds his arms, '''"This is the best offer you are going to get. Kakarot has placed you in this situation and we are interested in punishing the party responsible, not those deceived by his short sighted ambitions. If Reptilon falls, its legacy will be the destruction of ALL Neo-Saiyans ... each and every one of you will be hunted down like dogs until you are but a bad memory. It does NOT matter where you hide or how long it takes. We are EVERYWHERE and we are ETERNAL. Refuse me, and you will curse Kakarot's name for wiping your people from the face of the universe as you die cowering in darkness."'''

'''"Do not sacrifice your proud civilization to the genocidal machinations of one man. You can be so much more than the mere puppets of a madman."'''

The Big Broadcast of 2015 (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-28T03:45:28Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/27
|Location=Reptilon - Lavadome
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex pries at the hearts and minds of Kakarot's Empire.
|Thanks=Serori Kakarot Yari Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Quackpot reviews the main Reptilonian communications array, located atop Lavadome - the highest point on Reptilon.

'''"*QUACK* Power Levels are off the charts ... I think this is the best we're going to get!"'''

'''"Assertion, INCORRECT"''' interrupted the towering blue Decepticon, Soundwave, as he transformed and plugged into main board.

Every gauge on the board suddenly pegged to maximum.

Quackpot's beak dropped, '''"Amazing! *heh* This is better than anything we have in 'Tyrannotown'! Hey Soundwave, could I use you to help out with a great new reality show Where we're done!? *QUACK*"''' the Tyranno Communications officer excitedly inquired.

'''"Collaboration, UNLIKELY."''' Soundwave hummed.

'''"Enough brown-snouting, Quackpot ..."''' Genghis Rex grumps at Quackpot, '''"If you are ready ... let's do this!"'''

Quackpot stabs a button on the console and suddenly the supervolcano, that has stood silent for a millennia, erupts in one of the most powerful broadcast signals the multiverse has ever detected in this sector of the multiverse. The signal overwhelms every satellite in orbit around Reptilon, reaching out across the universe, influencing unsecured broadcast satellites surrounding Earth and extending as far as the outer solar system. Most importantly, thanks to the concerted efforts of Yari & Dimetro's infiltration team, the broadcast infiltrates the Bardock's communications array and suddenly every display on the ship is replaced by the toothy visage of Genghis Rex.

'''"Did you miss me, Kakarot? I certainly hope so! Greetings Neo-Saiyans! I am Genghis Rex, the ruler Reptilon, and, at the risk of sounding cliche, the rumors of my death are /GREATLY/ exaggerated!"'''

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, '''"By now you will have no doubt come to a bitter conclusion that the people of Reptilon will not simply roll over and die for your invasion force. I will lay it out plain and simple for all of you."'''

Rex straightens up, focusing a hard glare on the camera, '''"Your king, Kakarot, is rapidly bringing you to ruin. He has underestimated the breadth of what he's up against by attacking this world and refusing to relent in spite of the facts that have been laid out for him. We will not back down, and while Reptilon itself may not survive /THIS/ battle, the legacy Kakarot has created for you is one that will end in your own extinction."'''

The red tyrannosaur looks DEADLY serious, '''"This is not a threat, these are the facts. Reptilon is backed by an army that expands 1000 worlds spread out across just as many universes and is more than 100 billion strong. Your king is a dead man walking, but there is no reason for you and your people to be wiped out in the process. Those who are willing to forsake Kakarot's rule will be offered amnesty and sanctuary within the Confederacy. We have our own Saiyans within the Confederacy who would welcome you with open arms into their far more level headed ranks The same offer extends to anyone who rebels against and helps put an end to Kakarot's irresponsible rule."'''

Rex folds his arms, '''"This is the best offer you are going to get. Kakarot has placed you in this situation and we are interested in punishing the party responsible, not those deceived by his short sighted ambitions. If Reptilon falls, its legacy will be the destruction of ALL Neo-Saiyans ... each and every one of you will be hunted down like dogs until you are but a bad memory. It does NOT matter where you hide or how long it takes. We are EVERYWHERE and we are ETERNAL. Refuse me, and you will curse Kakarot's name for wiping your people from the face of the universe as you die cowering in darkness."'''

'''"Do not sacrifice your proud civilization to the genocidal machinations of one man. You can be so much more than the mere puppets of a madman."'''

The Big Broadcast of 2015 (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-27T23:53:49Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/27
|Location=Reptilon - Lavadome
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex pries at the hearts and minds of Kakarot's Empire.
|Thanks=Serori Kakarot Yari Allo
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Quackpot reviews the main Reptilonian communications array, located atop Lavadome - the highest point on Reptilon.

'''"*QUACK* Power Levels are off the charts ... I think this is the best we're going to get!"'''

'''"Assertion, INCORRECT"''' interrupted the towering blue Decepticon, Soundwave, as he transformed and plugged into main board.

Every gauge on the board suddenly pegged to maximum.

Quackpot's beak dropped, '''"Amazing! *heh* This is better than anything we have in 'Tyrannotown'! Hey Soundwave, could I use you to help out with a great new reality show Where we're done!? *QUACK*"''' the Tyranno Communications officer excitedly inquired.

'''"Collaboration, UNLIKELY."''' Soundwave hummed.

'''"Enough brown-snouting, Quackpot ..."''' Genghis Rex grumps at Quackpot, '''"If you are ready ... let's do this!"'''

Quackpot stabs a button on the console and suddenly the supervolcano, that has stood silent for a millennia, erupts in one of the most powerful broadcast signals the multiverse has ever detected in this sector of the multiverse. The signal overwhelms every satellite in orbit around Reptilon, reaching out across the universe, influencing unsecured broadcast satellites surrounding Earth and extending as far as the outer solar system. Most importantly, thanks to the concerted efforts of Yari & Dimetro's infiltration team, the broadcast infiltrates the Bardock's communications array and suddenly every display on the ship is replaced by the toothy visage of Genghis Rex.

'''"Did you miss me, Kakarot? I certainly hope so! Greetings Neo-Saiyans! I am Genghis Rex, the ruler Reptilon, and, at the risk of sounding cliche, the rumors of my death are /GREATLY/ exaggerated!"'''

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, '''"By now you will have no doubt come to a bitter conclusion that the people of Reptilon will not simply roll over and die for your invasion force. I will lay it out plain and simple for all of you."'''

Rex straightens up, focusing a hard glare on the camera, '''"Your king, Kakarot, is rapidly bringing you to ruin. He has underestimated the breadth of what he's up against by attacking this world and refusing to relent in spite of the facts that have been laid out for him. We will not back down, and while Reptilon itself may not survive /THIS/ battle, the legacy Kakarot has created for you is one that will end in your own extinction."'''

The red tyrannosaur looks DEADLY serious, '''"This is not a threat, these are the facts. Reptilon is backed by an army that expands 1000 worlds spread out across just as many universes and is more than 100 billion strong. Your king is a dead man walking, but there is no reason for you and your people to be wiped out in the process. Those who are willing to forsake Kakarot's rule will be offered amnesty and sanctuary within the Confederacy. We have our own Saiyans within the Confederacy who would welcome you with open arms into their far more level headed ranks The same offer extends to anyone who rebels against and helps put an end to Kakarot's irresponsible rule."'''

Rex folds his arms, '''"This is the best offer you are going to get. Kakarot has placed you in this situation and we are interested in punishing the party responsible, not those deceived by his short sighted ambitions. If Reptilon falls, its legacy will be the destruction of ALL Neo-Saiyans ... each and every one of you will be hunted down like dogs until you are but a bad memory. It does NOT matter where you hide or how long it takes. We are EVERYWHERE and we are ETERNAL. Refuse me, and you will curse Kakarot's name for wiping your people from the face of the universe as you die cowering in darkness."'''

'''"Do not sacrifice your proud civilization to the genocidal machinations of one man. You can be so much more than the mere puppets of a madman."'''

The Big Broadcast of 2015 (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-27T23:53:04Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/27
|Location=Reptilon - Lavadome
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex pries at the hearts and minds of Kakarot's Empire.
|Thanks=Serori Kakarot Yari Allo
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Quackpot reviews the main Reptilonian communications array, located atop Lavadome - the highest point on Reptilon.

'''"*QUACK* Power Levels are off the charts ... I think this is the best we're going to get!"'''

'''"Assertion, INCORRECT"''' interrupted the towering blue Decepticon, Soundwave, as he transformed and plugged into main board.

Every gauge on the board suddenly pegged to maximum.

Quackpot's beak dropped, '''"Amazing! *heh* This is better than anything we have in 'Tyrannotown'! Hey Soundwave, could I use you to help out with a great new reality show Where we're done!? *QUACK*"''' the Tyranno Communications officer excitedly inquired.

'''"Collaboration, UNLIKELY."''' Soundwave hummed.

'''"Enough brown-snouting, Quackpot ..."''' Genghis Rex grumps at Quackpot, '''"If you are ready ... let's do this!"'''

Quackpot stabs a button on the console and suddenly the supervolcano, that has stood silent for a millennia, erupts in one of the most powerful broadcast signals the multiverse has ever detected in this sector of the multiverse. The signal overwhelms every satellite in orbit around Reptilon, reaching out across the universe, influencing unsecured broadcast satellites surrounding Earth and extending as far as the outer solar system. Most importantly, thanks to the concerted efforts of Yari & Dimetro's infiltration team, the broadcast infiltrates the Bardock's communications array and suddenly every display on the ship is replaced by the toothy visage of Genghis Rex.

'''"Did you miss me, Kakarot? I certainly hope so! Greetings Neo-Saiyans! I am Genghis Rex and the ruler Reptilon, and at the risk of sounding cliche, the rumors of my death are /GREATLY/ exaggerated!"'''

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, '''"By now you will have no doubt come to a bitter conclusion that the people of Reptilon will not simply roll over and die for your invasion force. I will lay it out plain and simple for all of you."'''

Rex straightens up, focusing a hard glare on the camera, '''"Your king, Kakarot, is rapidly bringing you to ruin. He has underestimated the breadth of what he's up against by attacking this world and refusing to relent in spite of the facts that have been laid out for him. We will not back down, and while Reptilon itself may not survive /THIS/ battle, the legacy Kakarot has created for you is one that will end in your own extinction."'''

The red tyrannosaur looks DEADLY serious, '''"This is not a threat, these are the facts. Reptilon is backed by an army that expands 1000 worlds spread out across just as many universes and is more than 100 billion strong. Your king is a dead man walking, but there is no reason for you and your people to be wiped out in the process. Those who are willing to forsake Kakarot's rule will be offered amnesty and sanctuary within the Confederacy. We have our own Saiyans within the Confederacy who would welcome you with open arms into their far more level headed ranks The same offer extends to anyone who rebels against and helps put an end to Kakarot's irresponsible rule."'''

Rex folds his arms, '''"This is the best offer you are going to get. Kakarot has placed you in this situation and we are interested in punishing the party responsible, not those deceived by his short sighted ambitions. If Reptilon falls, its legacy will be the destruction of ALL Neo-Saiyans ... each and every one of you will be hunted down like dogs until you are but a bad memory. It does NOT matter where you hide or how long it takes. We are EVERYWHERE and we are ETERNAL. Refuse me, and you will curse Kakarot's name for wiping your people from the face of the universe as you die cowering in darkness."'''

'''"Do not sacrifice your proud civilization to the genocidal machinations of one man. You can be so much more than the mere puppets of a madman."'''

The Big Broadcast of 2015 (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-27T23:50:58Z

Bossasaur: Genghis Rex pries at the minds and hearts of Kakarot's Empire.

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/27
|Location=Reptilon - Lavadome
|Synopsis=Genghis Rex pries at the minds and hearts of Kakarot's Empire.
|Thanks=Serori Kakarot Yari Allo
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Quackpot reviews the main Reptilonian communications array, located atop Lavadome - the highest point on Reptilon.

"*QUACK* Power Levels are off the charts ... I think this is the best we're going to get!"

"Assertion, INCORRECT" interrupted the towering blue Decepticon, Soundwave, as he transformed and plugged into main board.

Every gauge on the board suddenly pegged to maximum.

Quackpot's beak dropped, "Amazing! *heh* This is better than anything we have in 'Tyrannotown'! Hey Soundwave, could I use you to help out with a great new reality show Where we're done!? *QUACK*" the Tyranno Communications officer excitedly inquired.

"Collaboration, UNLIKELY." Soundwave hummed.

"Enough brown-snouting, Quackpot ..." Genghis Rex grumps at Quackpot, "If you are ready ... let's do this!"

Quackpot stabs a button on the console and suddenly the supervolcano, that has stood silent for a millennia, erupts in one of the most powerful broadcast signals the multiverse has ever detected in this sector of the multiverse. The signal overwhelms every satellite in orbit around Reptilon, reaching out across the universe, influencing unsecured broadcast satellites surrounding Earth and extending as far as the outer solar system. Most importantly, thanks to the concerted efforts of Yari & Dimetro's infiltration team, the broadcast infiltrates the Bardock's communications array and suddenly every display on the ship is replaced by the toothy visage of Genghis Rex.

"Did you miss me, Kakarot? I certainly hope so! Greetings Neo-Saiyans! I am Genghis Rex and the ruler Reptilon, and at the risk of sounding cliche, the rumors of my death are /GREATLY/ exaggerated!"

He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, "By now you will have no doubt come to a bitter conclusion that the people of Reptilon will not simply roll over and die for your invasion force. I will lay it out plain and simple for all of you."

Rex straightens up, focusing a hard glare on the camera, "Your king, Kakarot, is rapidly bringing you to ruin. He has underestimated the breadth of what he's up against by attacking this world and refusing to relent in spite of the facts that have been laid out for him. We will not back down, and while Reptilon itself may not survive /THIS/ battle, the legacy Kakarot has created for you is one that will end in your own extinction."

The red tyrannosaur looks DEADLY serious, "This is not a threat, these are the facts. Reptilon is backed by an army that expands 1000 worlds spread out across just as many universes and is more than 100 billion strong. Your king is a dead man walking, but there is no reason for you and your people to be wiped out in the process. Those who are willing to forsake Kakarot's rule will be offered amnesty and sanctuary within the Confederacy. We have our own Saiyans within the Confederacy who would welcome you with open arms into their far more level headed ranks The same offer extends to anyone who rebels against and helps put an end to Kakarot's irresponsible rule."

Rex folds his arms, "This is the best offer you are going to get. Kakarot has placed you in this situation and we are interested in punishing the party responsible, not those deceived by his short sighted ambitions. If Reptilon falls, its legacy will be the destruction of ALL Neo-Saiyans ... each and every one of you will be hunted down like dogs until you are but a bad memory. It does NOT matter where you hide or how long it takes. We are EVERYWHERE and we are ETERNAL. Refuse me, and you will curse Kakarot's name for wiping your people from the face of the universe as you die cowering in darkness."

"Do not sacrifice your proud civilization to the genocidal machinations of one man. You can be so much more than the mere puppets of a madman."

2105/AWftF: Full Frontal Assault

2015-04-27T23:12:19Z

Bossasaur: Rex takes the fight to Kakarot, while Yuri leads an infiltration team abroad the Bardock.

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/26
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Rex takes the fight to Kakarot, while Yuri leads an infiltration team abroad the Bardock.
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=37, 114, 552, 691, 701, 714, 723, 724, 750, 760
|Tinyplot=
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Reptilon - Sub Orbit Tarpits III flies alongside the Dinosaucer's carrier, both massive ships are flanked by smaller, more maneuverable craft. Rex speaks over an encoded radio channel, "Remember - no unnecessary risks. Our main goal is to ensure that Yari's team gets in and out of the Bardock. Do NOT kill any Neo-Saiyans that you don't have to .. well, unless it's Kakarot himself. Do not cripple the ship aside from taking out its defense systems." Tarpits III begins ascending into space, the huge thrusters on it's back flaring to escape velocity. The Red Armor on the Tarpits exterior starts to glow white hot as the gigantic ship rips through the outer atmosphere - headed straight for the Bardock - which looms ominously over the battered planet. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori stands aboard Rex's ship in a state of restless impatience. Multiple times, she checks and tightens her gloves, or lets her tail go from lashing at the air to coiling around her waist, only for it to dangle free again a moment later. Nothing about her expression suggests she's anything but focused, but it's clear from her fidgeting that she's troubled. After another minute goes by without the action starting, Serori lets out a soft curse, flicks her hair from her eyes, and tries to distract herself by taking stock of who else is waiting to fight. Vegeta. The Tyrannos. Everyone else is ready, huh? She wonders if the Neo Saiyans are expecting what's coming. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' The Dinosaucer carrier ship is actually a bit ahead of the Tarpits as they transverse Reptilon's atmoshphere, the giant pteranadon shaped craft being more designed for speed and maneuverability compared to its counterpart. "Copy that, Rex." Due to the methods taken for the operation, Allo himself was at the head helm of the craft. "We need to show them we're not taking their invasion sitting on our tails. But this is not the point of the conflict to put ourselves at unecessary risk to do so." Then he flicked over to a private direct comm. "You ready, Dimentro?" "Aye, as I'll ever be." The dimentrodon was hunched somewhat comically into a ball to not take up too much room in the 'special mission' craft, to where he was practically holding the wrist communicator between his ankles. "Accomidations are a wee cramped, but now ain't the time to be picky 'bout it." "Thanks, Dimentro. It's appreciated. I know you dislike being on the frontline, but we don't know what kind of technology our enemies may have aboard their craft." "Doncha worry lad. We'll see it through. Dimentro, out." That.. really didn't make Allo feel better. He hated sending his soldiers into missions he wouldn't be able to do much to help them. But at least he was reassured he had put assisting the operation in the best claws for the job. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' The Bardock floats in space, ominously, over the planet of Reptilon. No gun bays are visible, the surface of the massive craft mostly a huge rounded semi-conical shape. The Reptilonians have not deployed or displayed any capacity for space-based combat, so perhaps they can use what space-capable craft they DO have in order to launch a surprise maneuver. Deep within the ship, Toma and Gaplan sit outside the medical areas. Toma is acing nervously, while Gaplan sits with stoic, stony silence. "They have to tell us soon, right?" He asks. Gaplan does not respond. "Look, if it was... You know... they'd know by know. It's been like a week!" The door hisses open, and an purple-skinned alien comes out to look between the pair. She doesn't talk, just gesturing to the pair. Gaplan and Toma look to each other, a dreadful feeling growing. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Yari and anyone else assigned to the infiltration team are aboard a small craft within Tarpits III. It's a sleek, black affair with a frankly obscene number of stealth and speed-based systems. The downside? It has all the armor of a tin can and a single set of point defense lasers that could probably only scratch the weakest of fighters on a good day. It's win or die. Yari holds up a casete, peering at it a little. She has her helmet off for this, and she's blushing. She feels /weird/ talking to a cassette. "Ensign Soundwave, Miss Rondell, Miss Circe, I'll be counting on you all. Glory and honor. Let us come back alive." Then she keys up her radio, giving a 'thumbs up' at the pilot to get the engines warm. "We wait until the Colonel's and Mister REx's attack begins, and we then initiate our bording. We will then proceed to their communication's array. Ensign Soundwave, that will be your time to shine. We must not be seen, and spare the Saiyans as we can. Miss Circe, your illusions will be invaluable here in assisting us. Should we be discovered? Sanary, I will be counting on you to hold the line and ensure we return alive. Understood?" Yari snaps a sharp salute to her compatriots. Then she keys up her radio. 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave is in his alternate form, a microcassette recorder, and he feels about as strange being peered at by Yari as she feels staring at him. He'll never get used to the organic races' utter fascination with Cybertronians. He hums audibly through the speaker on one side of his form at Yari's explanation of the plan. "-Understood.-" He will undoubtedly stay in a pocket or something until they get to their objective, which is fine by him. Makes it even less likely to be detected if one is hiding in (relative) plain sight. 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''      Oddly enough, flying in space doesn't suck nearly as much as flying anywhere else. Must be the gravity or... Something. Either way, Sanary actually looks rather calm for the upcoming mission, and she's looking over her gunaxe carefully to make sure everything's in working order.      "Yari. Soundwave. Don't worry, we'll get this all under control nice and easy, and nobody's dying. I'll drag your asses out of there myself if I have to." Laughing lightly, she goes quiet to listen to the Au Ra give them the mission plan, a slow nod coming from the axe-wielding healer moments after she finishes.      "Doesn't sound too complicated. Gonna admit, I'm not too great at anything but smashing things, but... Eh. That's what I'm here for, isn't it?" She returns the salute with one of her own, then takes a moment to adjust her eyepatch. "Let's do it." 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     The Tarpits III has an extra passenger on it. Not inside of it, but standing on top of it as if it were a giant surfboard. The craft is clearly built to handle atmospheric re-entry because it does not break up as it leaves the outer atmosphere though it too heats up. It is the Nobel Gundam.     The Nobel Gundam is, if anything, very memorable looking. Picture Sailor Venus. Now picture Sailor Venus as a Gundam. That is the Nobel Gundam, standing proudly at 16.2 meters tall. Once the Tarpits III breaks free of the atmosphere and starts heading for The Bardok, the Nobel Gundam leaps off, thrusters flaring to life upon its back, accelerating it far ahead of its former ride. The Nobel Gundam support team, on the other hand, remains back on planet Reptillon, having set up a makeshift mobile station to monitor the Nobel Gundam from afar. Both Dr. S and Dr. Beliman are there amongst the crew.     A small sigh of relief overcomes Allenby as she hears the voice of Rex over the radio. She'd not been looking forward to the point in her life where the Neo Sweden military would be assigning her to actually kill people. Disabling a ship's defense systems, while boring as /hell/ to her, was manageable. "Hey, Nobel Gundam here, I'll make sure the ship's left pretty defenseless though if you guys got any info on where the defenses are located that'd make my job a lot faster." 

:'''{{#var:701|Circe (701)}} has posed:'''     Caster is not a saiyan expert by any means. She is all-too-willing to examine magic and sorcery, but the 'research' she has conducted since being summoned has been admittedly spotty. She spent more time looking at things on television and the internet than actually reading up on others. But she at least understands a few things about them. Saiyans are very physically powerful, they love to fight, and they can transform into various things. Also, a very interesting tidbit: Most saiyans don't use or have an innate defense against magic.     The red-haired Servant hovers in the air within the smaller craft onboard the Tarpits III, somewhat displeased at the cramped confines, but rather thrilled still at actually getting to be in OUTERSPACE. She radiates magical energy intensely. She's MADE out of the stuff, in extremely dense concentration. Unless Kakarot and the Neo-Saiyans have technology or abilities for detecting that, she is probably clear to aid them. She has great power, but she is not a direct combatant. Most Casters aren't. Covering the team with her illusions should be a good way to make herself useful. Her illusions can potentially fool ALL of the five senses. But, as with all of her powers, they rely upon prana expenditure. The more elaborate and powerful the illusion, the more it's going to cost her.     But for now, at least, she should be able to cover their entire craft in an illusion of simply not being there. If that doesn't get them close enough to get onboard the Bardock without being noticed, nothing will. From the outside, they'll simply appear to be empty space.     "Indeed," the Sorceress of Aeae answers Yari as she focuses less on being humble about her abilities and more about employing them. She isn't going to be the cause of the mission's failure. The others were already noticed and acknowledged earlier. Any necessary introductions were made. Now is time to wrap her magecraft around this vessel and make everyone who looks at it from the outside blind to their presence. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' From Tarpits III's command center Rex nods to the image of Allo on his mainscreen, then flips it to the image of the orbiting Bardock. He turns a nob on the main console, blasting his command to all involved, "ATTACK!" Several smaller fighters pour out of Tarpits 3, accompanied by the streaking smoke trails of at least a dozen low impact missiles, designed to shake the bardock up. "Knock knock, you spikey haired bastard ..." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' The Dinosaucer carrier actually had a lot in common with a Federation ship. It had been built in the intention of peace and research .... But was more than capable of defending itself and the interests of those that it served. A lot like Allo himself, really. He hated having to come to this course of action, while at the same time, realizing it was the only way at this point. "All claws at ready. Let's show them why they picked the wrong planet to aggrivate. Engage and open fire!" A pair of large cannons extended from their protective housings, muzzles flaring briefly as a volley of laser fire was opened in concert with the Tyranno's missile barrage. At the same time a contingent of fighter craft were being released from it's ship bays. Including a triceratops head shaped one that was already a little banged up looking. When this invasion was done with he was so going to kick Ankylo's bone shelled butt for banging up his ship rescuing Rex. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     "Hey don't worry, I got you." Rebound has managed to cram her way into the infiltration ship that Dimetro is on. It's a tight fit, especially with the 'roo's own size, but she's going to do what she can to keep him safe. She knows he's not really a fighter and more of a techie. Which is good, because she's a fighter and not much of a techie.     "I'm looking forward to getting my hands on those damn Saiyans anyway. Should be a good chance to really show everybody what I can do." So lets get in there and do this. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' It's about time. Serori erupts from the Tarpits III's hangar bay in a blast of golden light. Though she wouldn't be able to fight in empty space for long without some sort of breather system, the Void contains enough atmosphere to support a vicious saiyan out to expel some pent-up aggression. As someone spearheading the assault, she makes her presence immediately felt, from the heat of her power level raging against the minds of those capable of sensing it, to the way she rockets right at the Bardock like she means to take it on all by her lonesome. A massive cannon of ki power flies from her outstretched hands to initiate her assault. For an opening salvo, it's a mean one -- and it's echoed by those saiyans who accompany their queen. At least a half dozen soldiers fly beside Serori, all loosing their own familiar and destructive beams in support of Serori. Two other squads of six break off in other directions. The Bardock will soon be flanked, but there's still time for the jaws to close. Just getting into position will be an effort. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Yari can't help but smile a moment at Sanary's confidence. "Mmm! Home in one piece." She agrees, before slipping Soundwave into her pocket. A glance to Circe, and even Yari's dull magical senses can pick up that feeling of power as the ship ceases to exist on a spiritual level, only enhanced by the ships' technological means. The woman lets out a small breath, and nods to Circe. Maybe they can manage this. It does much to calm her nerves. Serori and Rex call for the attack, and the stealthed ship departs the Tarpits as the opening salvo hits! It hesitates in space, waiting for the flank maneuver and an opportunity to board! Yari walks towards the exit ramp, patting her sword's hilt and readying herself mentally. The Saiyans arne't weak opponents. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Aye. Time for a wee bit of payback." Dimentro managed to turn his head enough to smile faintly at Rebound. "They're probably expecting a fight. So hopefully they won't be expecting something -other- than a fight... All the same, always good to have someone to handle the hittini things that ain't a machine." Waiting was the worst part of these missions. 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''     "And if anything comes off... Make sure to bring it back so I can try to put it back on." Sanary chuckles lightly and takes a moment to pack her ponytail into a tighter bun, making sure it's good and snug to not provide an easy target for pulling. Every little bit helps, especially since she's still wearing her too-big coat over her basic monster hunting gear.      She's definitely getting tense, though. The waiting has to be the worst part of the whole mission, especially with the knowledge of just how thin the armor of their vessel is. Having Circe's magic to aid in keeping it hidden certainly helps to ease her mind somewhat, but what are the odds they'd get hit by a stray shot anyway? 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' It seems inconceivable that the Bardock would not notice the Tarpits III and associated ships by now. They're huge. They're obviously aggressive. But the ship does not deploy a response team, nor does it move to meet the attackers. Until they fire. Once the missiles and fighters begin screaming towards the Bardock, when the Nobel Gundam deploys and Serori and her attack squad begin fighting in the native Saiyan style, that is when everything changes. Ports open all along the ship, disgorging armored Saiyans using ejection systems to propel combat groups of their own into space, Red armored Saiyans quickly begin spreading out and exhibit high mobility as they move to meet the flank attackers. Green armored Saiyans form up into ranks and begin firing back with ki blasts of their own, while a couple groups move in with Red Team in formations, glowing ominously with charging ki like some kind of bomber group. Blue armored Saiyans appear, deploying ki-based barriers to begin taking some of the impact. This doesn't stop much of the initial salvo from raking the ship, tearing up metal and blasting chunks out of armor. Several of the deployment hatches crumple under the assault, possibly trapping Saiyans inside... or possibly worse. Space becomes alive with the sound of sizzling ki, explosions, and screaming engines. From the front of the ship, a port opens, and out steps Kakarot himself, taking the forwardmost, advanced position. He will lead from the front like a proper Saiyan. His eyes flick through space, settling upon the massive Tarpits III, and he grins. "About time you showed up for a real fight! Hopefully no one sedates you this time, Rex! COME ON!" He yells, charging forward directly towards the Tarpits with deadly intent and speed. It's clear he intends to crash directly into the massive machine and take it on in close quarters combat. Kakarot was ready for a direct assault. But was he ready for an infiltration? Yari's ship notes several docking ports that don't seem to be getting used in the combat along the sides of the ship. If they force one open it should allow for safe boarding. Once the stealthed ship docks and the port is forced, they find a short airlock-style entry system followed by a series of uniform-looking cooridors. An alarm is blaring and Saiyans and other aliens are moving occasionally through the corridors as they get to battle stations and respond to damage. How are they going to locate their objective? 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' The stealth ship docks, and Yari makes sure her compatriots have a map uploaded to their radio courtesy of Serori. Then, after scanning it, she helps force the lock open, likely with Sanary's help! It's here that she orders the pilot to keep the ship on standby, and to ensure the stealth systems remain active. After all, Circe needs to help keep them illusioned! Yari sneaks towards to the end of the airlock, leaning her head slightly as she keeps flat against the wall. She'll wait for several moments until a majority of the Saiyan's have passed them by, then she waves for Circe and Sanary. Then? She'll leap towards the ceiling, crawling about as she can like some sort of spider. Damn ninja's. She'll try to find a lone Saiyan. The map is good...but they need something more concrete. If one shows themselves and they're alone? She'll drop down, wrap her legs around their necks, and try to strangle them to sleep. Meanwhile, she waves to Sanary to give her a hand! Time to knock out a Saiyan, steal their stuff, and get any keycards or maps they might have then toss them into somewhere convenient for hiding the body. Yari will likely need some help with that. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' ELSEWHERE The alien doctor starts talking as they step in front of a pod. "The good news is that your friend is alive." Toma blinks, and says, "Oh man, that's awesome! That's good news-huh?" Gaplan is not smiling. He looks intently at the medical pod, which still has its privacy screen up, and then back to the doctor. Toma blinks. "Uh... So... what's the bad news?" The doctor turns and presses the button. The pod drains out with a hiss, and opens up. Toma recoils, gasping, and even Gaplan grimaces. An eye opens, unfocused, as a rough voice speaks. "Give me a mirror." Is all they say. There is a pause, and they all look to each other. "/Give me a mirror/." She demands, insistantly. "Zuki..." Toma begins, but he clenches his teeth as the doctor obeys, bringing over a hand mirror and holding it up. There is a moment of silence. And then a terrible noise begins to echo through the doctor's chamber. A rough, terrible noise, rising with the alarms and resonating down the halls. It is a laugh. But not a laugh of joy. A laugh of despair, of sorrow and hatred, a laugh that cracks and wavers with terrible promise and rage. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' The flanking squads gladly engage the defenders. Though Serori's saiyans make attempts to keep to disabling techniques, without a doubt, the fighting will turn brutal within moments. Energy flashes back and forth across the darkness of space like lasers across a cartoon G.I. Joe battlefield. It'd be beautiful, if it wasn't so deadly -- especially once those blasts turn into explosive blossoms. Heavy hitters attract the majority of Kakarot's forces, while more mobile fighters keep back at a distance, lobbing ki energy into the fray where it suits them. Serori herself fights this way. Despite the advantages of her Super Saiyan power, she has her limits, and she prefers an agile approach. Under the cover of the action, two members of each of the three squadrons break off to focus on smashing through the defensive barriers Kakarot's blue-armored soldiers have provided. Their objective? To stem the tide of launch pods feeding the battlefield. 

:'''{{#var:701|Circe (701)}} has posed:'''     Once they've docked, Circe places her illusions upon the group, instead of the vessel. At least once they're certain they are safe and relatively alone, and have actually departed. To avoid being run into as people see only empty space, she gets a bit daring with her illusion, making them appear to be alien engineers or mechanics of some kind, modelled after some of the aliens she saw running by in the corridors outside their unused docking bay. If they're rushing around, looking for a computer, or cracking open machines to tamper with them, no one is going to be too concerned. Especially with the damage the Bardock seems to have taken. They have REASON to be trying to 'fix' things, after all! 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''     Breaking locks is.. Not Sanary's specialty! Breaking things is close enough, though, and getting that lock open doesn't take too long. The healer slash axe-fighter follows her lead, waiting for the right signals before moving. She's not the stealth specialist, after all, so why risk the mission getting ahead of herself?      And Yari goes onto the ceiling. Well. Following her still isn't too hard, at least. With the disguise, meanwhile, it probably isn't too hard to pass the handle jutting out of her coat as a wrench or something. If that lone Saiyan is found, meanwhile, Sanary joins in with Yari in subduing them! Not with finesse and legs, but with brute force and punches to the face! 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' The tiny (by Reptilonian standards at least, it was probably meant for evolved microraptors spies or something) stealth pod settles into place at the docking locks. Once it's in place and secure Dimentro opens the hatch. The reason for two ships was a logical one, it meant if one ship had been spotted and shot down, the entire mission wasn't a wipe. But fortunately it looks like both made it into place. It takes him a moment to wiggle himself out of the pod and into the airlock, giving Rebound room to excite as he hacks the locking mechanism to open up into the ship proper. Once they're inside, it doesn't take long to catch up with Yari's group. Worker illusions work. He even actually has maintenance tools! "Sounds like the party started good outside," he murmurs in such a low tone it actually makes his accent seem to disappear for the moment. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     Rebound is moving quickly behind Dimentro as he heads deeper into the ship. Once the two groups meet up, Rebound quickly does a scan around the area to look for any potential hostiles. Though with the illusion spells that might help them stay undetected for a bit longer.     "I just hope the fight outside goes well. I don't know much about space fights outside of stuff I've seen on TV, but I hope we brought enough guys.." 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     The Nobel rockets forward, speeding towards the ship and as it does, Allenby reviews what layouts were provided on the Bardock. Seeing nothing to really indicate shielding or weapon systems, she assumes that she has incomplete intelligence here. Once the incoming Reptillion ships are noticed, then, they'll have a better idea of the ship's defenses, right? Only Allenby finds herself faced with a 'small' problem for these defenses.     Literally, a small problem. Nevermind that she's never actually seen anyone who can casually fly around in space like there wasn't a vaccum out there. But facing someone on foot in a Gundam usually meant a hideously unfair fight-though /not necessarily/ in favor of the Gundam, which is an even more terrifying prospect. Complicating the matter was the order to avoid killing the Neo-Saiyans.     Flying forward, the Nobel Gundam is quickly caught in the middle of the ki blast crossfire, not retaliating until the Nobel Gundam actually gets hit, the blast striking what would pass as the 'gut' of the gundam and just below where the cockpit is located. Within, Allenby doubles over in surprise, the haptic feedback reflecting the strength of the hit. "W....what the..? That /hurts/." The Nobel immediately straightens as the Gundam Fighter within does, forming up a glowing pink chakram-like hoop of energy between two outstretched arms.     "NOBEL HOOP!" she calls out enthusiastically, hurling the circular blast at one of the Saiyan formations where the Blue armors are forming up barriers to block the ki blasts from Serori's group. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles sadistically as Kakarot comes straight for Tarpits 3, "Wouldn't have it any other way. Ready my ship!" As Kakarot approaches Tarpits 3 unleashes a massive cone of white hot energy at the Saiyan King from it's mouth. A barrage of ,macross style missile fire erpts from Tarpits, converging on Kakarot's position, lighting up the darkness of space with a cascading lightshow that would make a Rolling Stones concert look tame. Rex climbs aboard his personal craft, flipping switches and firing up the twin thrusters. The ship blasts out of the holding dock of the massive Saurian Battle Station, following the barrage of missiles immediately. His HUD sparks to life, already set to target Kakarot based on the accumulated data gathered on the Saiyan King. Over his loudspeaker, Rex yells, "LET'S DANCE!" (sound somehow traveling through space in animated universes!) 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' It doesn't take long for the screens to fill up with lots and -lots- of blinking marker spots once Neo-Saiyans start pouring out. "Almost looks like Quackpot ate a connect-the-dots book then vomited on the monitor," Stego quipped, as usual reverted to snappy remarks to conceal how he was just as on edge as anyone else. Allo's expression just creased in a focused grimace. "Keep us moving, we can't tank multiple hits like the Tarpits can. Try and detain some of those inbound forces." The Carrier's engines flare to life, and why it certainly wasn't a fighter of extreme speeds, it was a lot faster than it's counterpart. The path brings it to a flanking path along one side of the Badrock, even as a few ki blasts rattle against it's exterior. Other attacks come close by sizzle past, likely the attacker misjudging how far he needs to 'lead' his shot on a moving target. As it passes broadside of the Neo-Sayain ship several smaller gun placements deploy, peppering the ship's upper flanks in weaker but more rapid fire. Meanwhile the smaller fighters swarm around, taking shots at Neo-Saiyans and trying to avoid getting shot in return. Shooting at small flying (mostly) human-sized targets isn't hard, but as they have experience at dealing with their own members that fly without craft at all, maybe not as hard as one might expect when it comes to Reptilonians. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' The Red Neo-Saiyans specialize in speed and flanking maneuvers. Serori watched them train, she knows what they're for. They do their best to avoid getting locked down by the power types, letting the Greens try to counter the bruisers. This is only moderately successful, the battlefield is too chaotic for an overall strategy to work flawlessly. Saiyans in red and white armor move in every so often to quickly grab the critically wounded and bring them back to the Bardock. The Nobel Gundam clashes directly with the Blues, the groundpounder speicalists having to face a giant skirted Gundam! The Nobel Hoop blasts into one of the barrier formations, blasting it apart and scattering the group. Those who recover quickly begin to close in on the Nobel Gundam, attempting to grapple it and try to cripple the limbs while those too wounded to join in begin a fighting retreat, throwing weak ki blasts while they move to get back into the ship. Kakarot vanishes in a massive wave of missile explosions, the bright blasts turning him into a shadow-like figure that vanishes within, slowly. But then Genghis Rex blasts out to punch through the fire and destruction, a golden blast arriving to meet him. There, in Super Saiyan form, Kakarot flares with golden fury, smoke boiling off of him into space as his shattered armoe floats away. Kakarot slams into the battle craft, the impact between them colossal and sending a shockwave out thorough the Void around them. He begins immediately digging his fingers in, trying to find a place to tear open so he can rip Genghis out of the craft. "THIS IS THE FIGHT THAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED WEEKS AGO! THIS IS ALMOST RESPECTABLE!" The Carrier, meanwhile, gets harried by Red and Green Armor Neo-Saiyans. HOW MANY DOES HE EVEN HAVE? Not having one's homeworld destroyed seems to do wonders for your population levels. The blasts from the Carrier impacts the Bardock, collapsing more Saiyan deployment points, along with Serori's attempt to break through the barriers. There's a lot of Blue Armors in the way though, more than six, though the Nobel Gundam is doing a great job as a spoiler. This might take a bit. With a hum and whirr, a section of of the rear of the craft begins to rotate, large laser batteries coming online and targetting the Carrier! Wait what? Saiyans using actual ship-based weaponry? STEALTH TEAM: The Union and Confed stealth teams meet up without incident. Circe disguises most of them as engineers, and Yari moves to locate a Saiyan. As a terrible laughter echoes through the halls of the ship, Yari finds a blue armored Saiyan looking up in the direction of the noise, distracted. She hits them with a stealth takedown (and Sanary's attempt at kung fu) and searches him for stuff. She finds a keycard, but there's no maps. He apparently knew how to get around himself or something. Hauling the guy around... Is a little more complicated. These guys are bulky! Sanary moves in and helps to stash the Saiyan in a locker. Rebound's looking around notices a lot of Saiyans and aliens running around the ship, Most of the Saiyans seem to be heading toward the front from the rear, while the aliens are spereading out throughout the craft, most of them in similar maintenance gear and suits as what Circe disguised them as. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' Meanwhile, two new power signatures light up in the ship: Toma and Zuki have gone Super Saiyan within the ship, and are rapidly moving. Gaplan... Where's Gaplan? 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Suddenly Yari is more lizardy that before, thanks to Circe's illusion. This makes things /much/ easier on Yari as she's back on the floor. When their Union compatriots link back up, Yari spots them a nod rather than a salute. Best to not blow their cover. Sanary helps beat up some poor Saiyan, the act somehow cathartic after all that's happened by their hands. Yari gained quite the distaste for most Saiyans, a few excepted, and so getting to pound on an enemy Saiyan for a bit with Sanary is more than enjoyable. She does make it a point to leave them alive however, as per orders. When the others link up, Yari nods to Rebound and Dimentro. "The operation is full swing. Let's see if we can find that array. Dimentro? With me please." She whispers over the radio to the group, turning on her magitek armlet again and using it to monitor their general location as well as any nearby Saiyans. She walks with urgency, like a mechanic trying to get where she's going! Unfortunately, there's no maps. Instead? Yari is forced to use the map that Serori gave them. She then looks at the keycard, trying to discern /where/ it might go to even as she hunts serori's map for anything communication like. She shares the info with the group! Then there's that horrible laughter. She shivers, but otherwise remains stoic. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Dimentro frowns at the lack of finding a map. But they have Serori's partial map to go by at least. "Speakin' as an engineer," Dimentro replies softly over the shared comlink as they proceed. "A communications array needs to be located in a position it can receive signals easily, since they can come from any direction in open space. However, most species still naturally orient themselves upward and forward because it is naturally familiar to them, even in the multi-axis openess of space. So typically a main array will be on an elevated deck, preferably centralized." He rubs his chin thoughtfully for a moment. "Secondary arrays are optional on other sides to help collect signals, but even then most simply process through the same main relay rather than directly to command systems." 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''     Fitting that Saiyan into the locker proves to be a little more troublesome than Sanary expects, but they do manage to jam him in there eventually. After shutting him in, the healer sends in a tiny amount of healing magic just in case they might have gone overboard with the blows to the head before getting back to following Yari.     TThe sight of their Union allies does make Sanary pause for a moment, but she gives them a quick nod of acknowledgment. She's worked with other Union Elites before, so this probably wouldn't be too different.      Well, aside from being in space and all. And the laughing. She keeps a hand on the handle of the gunaxe for the time being, glancing about the hallways rapidly for the source of that noise. 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' Serori continues to fight among her own empire's subjects. Blood, some of it her own, stains the one white glove she's still wearing. Scorch marks pepper her armor, and a solid crack splits it up the spine, emanating from a fist-shaped crater where she took a direct surprise hit from behind. Her own warriors are faring about the same. Two from the right squad have had to retreat. A third from the left squad dies attempting to escape. A fourth from her own guard is vaporized whenever he fails to muster his energy barrier in time. Serori fights harder at seeing her soldiers pushed into a corner, and with a savage roar, she sweeps the field with a blistering arc of ki power to try and push Kakarot's forces back. Additional breathing room is needed afterward, so she keeps it up, letting out cannon after cannon in a series of devastating energy blasts that leave her gasping. She falls back behind her advancing line to recover. Her soldiers take up the offensive again, doing their best to keep Kakarot's soldiers engaged and distracted from responding to the true mission. All the while, she does her best to capture who she can from the defeated Neo Saiyans. It becomes a secondary battle to determine who should get to claim the wounded -- Kakarot's own, or the Confederates. 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     Very quickly, Allenby is encountering another problem. While on-foot versus mobile armor was not unheard of on her world, it was never something that was supposed to be important in the Gundam Fight (barring some seriously crazy rule changes, though not outside the realm of Wong's possibilities). Thus is was never something Allenby actually had /trained/ in. She doesn't see the need to get away from the smaller targets initially, thinking that being close range might limit their options for firing the ki blasts. Being...grappled on the other hand...well...     In a very Gullivurian struggle, Saiyans latch onto the Nobel Gundam, Allenby feeling the effects as her limbs grow heavy and hard to move. This leaves her open to being peppered by the retreating ki blasts which fortunately do not hurt as much as the earlier one, but still cave in armor where they land. She grunts with exertion, which probably translates to something obscene in the Saiyan fight grunting language, then let's out a yell as the Gundam's thrusters are pushed to full power. With a twist of the shoulders, she manages to send the Nobel Gundam in a spiral as it flies forward towards the Bardock. While Allenby has not spent time fighting smaller opponents in the Gundam before, she has trained for many, many, many, MANY hours on getting out of grapples. For some reason opponents always wanted to grapple the Nobel Gundam.     As she spirals to the Bardock, hopefully flinging the latched-on Saiyans off of her in the process, she hones in on the laser batteries, a fist pulled back, then launched forward just at the moment of impact, her momentum powering a massive punch. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Small one man Tyranno fighters blaze by the Bardock, hammering it with small arms lasers, biting into its hull and focusing primarily on the weapons arrays. Allo sees the masked visage of Terrible Dactyl appear on his main screen, "Fossilize the weapons batteries! The weapons themselves will not be damaged, but if the fosslization aura penetrates deep enough, those operating the cannons will turn to stone! It's not perfect, it might not work, but it might slow them down!" Rex is rocked inside his one man craft as Kakarot slams into it. Life support gear creeps out of his seat, the metallic space gear wrapping around his body, covering every square inch of him in skin tight, temporary space-worthy gear. As the Saiyan King tears at his ship's armor, he stabs at his command console and two long metallic arms, bearing pincers, explode from the front of Rex's ship and immediately go for Kakarot. "A bug on my windshield Kakarot? That's a hell of a way to go out!" The pincers clamp around Kakarot and lift him off the ships hull, just as Rex darts under the Bardock's belly. He turns on his afterburners and rises, lifting Kakarot into the armored hull of his own ship, dragging him along it going several times the speed of sound. Rex fingers his com "Yari, Dimetro, report ... we don't have much time!" 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Dimetro gets a swift nod. "Then we need to find the central deck..." A glance over the map again, and then Yari turns a hallway! She waves to the others as she indeed double-times it, though not quite going ninja-speed given they have a mage along. Don't want to get separated! She'll head for the nearest elevator upwards, trying to find the central deck. With luck, she might even find a sign or two! That keycard will be used to open any doors, and likely the elevator. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' While it may be maneuverable the Carrier is simply too large to avoid repeat fire from its attackers. The Dinosaucers are doing a decent job of keeping the hits to minimalized areas so far, but that's a slowly losing battle at the best. The individual fighters continue to swoop in and out of the fight, relying on hit and run tactics to keep the Neo-Saiyans from forming up too easily. They don't go without losses as well, ships pulling back to the carrier if they take too much damage. Or in the worse case scenero, divebomb towards the planet to crash in the ocean away from populated areas. For the most part they are avoiding directly confronting the smaller space-flying foes though, forcing the Neo-Saiyans to either chase them, or risk missing firing attacks against their speed. Meanwhile on the Carrier bridge, Stego growled at the scanners. "Allo! They're deploying heavier weaponry. Noble is moving on them, but if those flying monkeys keep harassing her she won't have long to work." At the same time, Terrible Dactyl transmits 'advice'. Allo frowns a bit. "How would you know that we've go... you know what, nevermind. I don't want to know." Allo decided it wasn't important. "Stego, get us lined up for a shot. Even if it doesn't work, it might buy Noble a chance." Then he clicked a different channel. "Tricero, do you have that special suprise Teryx and Dimentro put together before he departed?" "A few." Tricero grunted back. "Now would be a good time to use them, try and keep some of those fighters off the Gundam's flanks." The Dinocarrier shifts thrusts, rotating itself as it continued to drift in the direction it had been flying to orient towards the laser batteries. The 'mouth' of the pteranadon head opens to deploy the larger cannon. Not even sure if this is going to work on whatever alloy the Bardock is made of, but they don't have anything worse to lose by trying. "Fire!" The fossilizer cannon roars to life, firing petrifying energy that may or may not work at the laser batteries. Though regardless of its success or not the cannon stops firing before the Noble gets too close. Allo is in no mood to risk putting the ally at risk at well. As Tricero flies his ship towards the Neo-Saiyan's trying to mob towards the Noble he opens fire, shooting what appear to be missiles at first. Except instead of explosions when they detonate they release larger versions of the energy-nets Teryx often uses as a restraint weapon in an effort to tie them up for a bit. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:''' "We need to hurry up." Rebound says as she moves along with the group, "Where is the Central Deck? Navigating this is a lot harder than getting around the sewers. You'd think they'd make things easier to find on a ship. Label stuff or something."     Rebound had sort of figured she was going to have to put her skills to more use, but she thinks it makes more sense to stick to the stealth route as long as they can, considering they're in the middle of the enemy base. Still, they need to pick up the pace before the people outside providing the distraction start to take major losses. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' The competition to retrieve wounded Saiyans becomes quite fierce indeed. Serori works to knock them down, and she faces many of the same tactics she'd have used to outmaneuver and isolate their mutual targets for retrieval. As she moves in to recover a downed Red Armor, she notices that her own lines are being picked off similarly, Neo Saiyan forces moving to capture her own forces just as she is trying to capture Kakarot's. This is getting exceptionally weird. The Nobel Gundam struggles with the Blue Armors, dealing with the grapples by using her size and mobility totry to fling them off. Several fall off, flung away from the Gundam while one of them digs in, flailing as they attempt to climb across the colossal mecha in order to get to a good spot. Allenby has her own target, however. Those laser batteries look really juicy, don't they? She reaches out and touches them nice and hard, the fist caving one in and alloing her to watch it explode with a very satisfying blast. One down! The fighters fly in, shooting at the weapons arrays. The lasers take more hits, some of them going down, others beign deflected by ki shielding. It looks like most of the defenses of the Bardock are 'Saiyans'. Formidable enough by any standards, it seems... At least, until they are shot by ship-scale fossilization blasts. There is a was h of unusual energy, a number of Neo-Saiyans caught in it and screaming as they are turned to stone. Similarly, the massive laser cannons go dormane, the firing slowing down and stopping. For now. Kakarot yells in pain as he gets grappled by the powerful grippers and dragged along the Bardock. The impact creates a long furrow in the surface, caving in chunks of armor and substructure like BArdock himself was some kind of meteorite impact. Blood spurts out into space as one particularly heavy impact causes him to reel. Kakarot smiles. "If I'm a bug, I guess that makes me a FIREFLY!" There is a sudden flash from Kakarot's hands as he wrenches his hands together, heedless of what the claws do to him as he focuses a massive ki blast straight into the fighter craft at point blank range. It's about now that a red blur streaks out into space, Super Saiyan Toma hammering over and over into the Carrier with rapid strikes after closing the distance at insane speeds. "Hi there! I'm here to punch you guys in the nose." He proclaims, trying to work the Carrier over like a speed bag as he heads for the Fossilizer Cannon. Zuki's power signature, however, increases as she exits out into space. Her armor is blackened and charred, partially melted. It looks like she took it out of the repair area without waiting for it to be fixed. Her face is covered with a makeshift mask, the left two-thirds of her face covered in a mask of some kind. He right eye, visible, is dialated, burning in the golden aura of her Super Saiyan transformation. Her green hair is gone, burned away to a blackened scalp. Her body trembles, as if seized by some mania as she stares out into space, looking for something... And in the Tarpits III, she finds it. There is a terrifying, feral scream as a ki sphere begins growing on the surface of the Bardock like a second sun, Zuki driving herself forward as she intends to slam it straight into the ship like a massive energy wrecking ball! 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' STEALTH TEAM: Yari and Sanary work together to handle the situation, The keycard is simply colored blue. There are no markings on it to indicate where it might go. Maybe whoever had it had some kind of implicit understanding of its access capabilities or something? Dimentro, however, gives the team an idea of where to go. They head towards the central decks, their illusionary disguises holding as they get into an elevator and ride it up. Dimentro's guess proves to be precisely correct. The main communications banks are in the central area on an upper deck. The blue keycard opens the door, and they see a large number of comms banks, aliens sitting at many of them with a few Saiyans present, yelling battle commands into speakers and communicating over scouters. Also standing in the center of the room is the massive, silent Gaplan, who is watching a monitor that shows Zuki going in for her attack on Tarpits III. He looks over towards the door as it hisses open, staring at the group. He isn't saying anything. Or doing anything. What do you do? 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' The instant one of her wounded saiyans is taken captive, Serori's stomach transforms into a pit of ice. Something wells up inside her, an ugly mix of rage and despair and savagery, and it boils over in a simmering, challenging roar: "KAKAROOOOOOOOT!" Without another thought, Serori punches through Kakarot's outermost lines, and -- blinded by fury -- she fights to recapture /her people/. The attacks she'd been using had been non-lethal. Bones had broken to her fists, and organs had been pummeled, and ki had flashed across the Void, but she was in control of herself enough to exhibit the necessary restraint. Now, that's gone. She sees the Neo-Saiyans as one distinct enemy force, and she sees /her/ people as the ones in need of her protection. The gloves come off. Serori, stupid with anger, looks for ways to maim, to hurt, to kill. It's exactly what Kakarot wants, isn't it? To depict Serori as the vile queen who'll stop at nothing to either enslave or destroy the Neo Saiyan people... Two of her guards haul ass after her, calling her name, but Serori doesn't hear them. Her fingers digging into the throat of a Neo Saiyan, her teeth bared in a snarl, she stops only because she realizes Kakarot's strategy. She /has/ to hold back. She /must/ be the one in control. Serori tosses the wounded Neo Saiyan toward the arms of her pursuing guardsmen, suppresses a wail of grief, and returns to her original tactics. Suppress. Contain. Control. Taking up non-lethal action again, she and her surviving squadmates resume their duty. It hurts to see her own people taken away -- it hurts more than she thought it would -- but she can't fight for them yet. Their rescue will come later. For now, the mission is what's important. Kakarot will suffer later. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' As they finally reach the door, Yari hesitates before swiping. "We deal with anyone inside. I'll use a smoke bomb, then the rest of you help me take out those inside. Ready?" With that, she takes out a smoke bomb, hiding it with her tail on a several second fuse. A few hand-seals, and then the veins in Yari's face puffs out as magic flows through her body. The world seems to slow down as she swipes the keycard. Rather than saying anything, Yari finally drops the bomb in a single, smooth motion! POMF! Gas goes everywhere, and thankfully Yari has pulled up a cloth around her mouth and nose. Yari, gripping her sword, draws and pulls the trigger of her gunscabbard! With a powerful strike, hard enough to cut through steel, Yari tries to use the flat of the blade to knock out Gaplan, rushing behind him as she draws! A leaping strike to the neck, the woman spinning in the air as she's a silent blurr of pure motion and speed beyond even that of most ninja's, her magic enhancing every aspect of her attack's speed. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Only then, should she succeed in knocking the saiyan out, leaving her compatriots to help clean up the rest, she'll start searching for the port to insert cartridge-soundwave into the great bevy of consoles that is before them! 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''     Action! Grinning at Yari's order, Sanary gives her a quick thumbs up before drawing the gunaxe to hold it at the ready. "Sounds good. Might have to be creative with this, but." She shrugs and gets into position by the door.      Once the smoke bomb goes off, she goes in low and fast opposite Yari to follow the Au Ra's blade flat strike with a swift thrust of the blunted top of her own gunaxe! It's almost as if they practiced this maneuver.      Of course, with how low Sanary's aiming and Gaplan standing, her blow could very well be aimed at a rather sensitive area. Should that maneuver succeed in taking down the giant, the healer's next move is to threaten those still remaining inside with her axe and try to dispatch them with powerful strikes to the face. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Dimentro already has goggles over his eyes as part of his headgear, so when Yari reachs for a smokebomb all he has to do is pull a filter mask off his tool belt and quickly slip it on. Once the smoke bomb goes off, he tromps into the room with the others. Now typically he wasn't one of the fighters, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to. Once he's clear in the room he stops and turns, swinging his tail to try and smack over several of the alien officers with the arc. That's a good thing to stop if they're giving orders to the fighters outside, right? Though mainly to stop them from jumping on whoever goes to deal with Gaplan. He'd really rather leave dealing with the big man to the more combat oriented individuals. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     Rebound is going to go after the biggest target in the room. Which is the silent Saiyan. As soon as the door opens and the smoke bomb fires off, she bounds into the room, using her powerful legs to launch herself at Gaplan, intent on kicking him square in the back with both of those massive feet and send him flying through the monitor he's watching. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex drags Kakarot along the belly of the Bardok, a chortle of glee coming from his toothy smirk, when suddenly warning signs light up his HUD as Kakarot gathers his Ki energy. He really didn't need the warning as the crazy blinding light building up behind him was plenty of warning. His fingers fly across the board, setting his ships controls directly at hull of the Bardock, before hitting the eject button. Just as Kakarot's Ki is released, Rex's ship's canopy flies off and the Tyrannosaur streaks out, aimed for the Dinosaucer Carrier, the aura of the blast catching his tail singing the protective suit and likely the scales underneath. The ship, erupts in a fiery explosion, but continues its insane momentum toward the Bardok's hull, while Rex himself kicks in propulsion jets, flying toward the Carrier before he is noticed. Tarpits 3 focuses it's Tyranosaur head on the Ki blast forming on the surface of the Bardok, Terrible Dactyl at it's helm narrows his eyes, "Seems we have a fan down there. Focus all power to the frontal shield array and prepare to respond with the main cannon!" Plesio looked up, "The main cannon is untessssted ....." Terrible Dactyl shrugs, "No time like the present." The arc reactor deep within Tarpits 3 swells with power and the Federation Energy shield surrounding the gigantic battle station increases in power so heavily that it actually becomes partially visible. Dactyl instructs "Prepare for impact! And be ready with that Cannon!" 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     Seconds after Allenby's fist, by way of Nobel Gundam, plows through a laser array does she notice that she's receiving cover fire, which she later determines to be Dinosaucer ships. She turns, flinging a thumbs up hand gesture at Allo and his crew. As she does so, one of the remaining Saiyans still clinging to the Gundam-this on the forearm-is put on display. Following this gesture, Allenby takes notice of this hanger on and moves to pick the Saiyan off with the other hand.     A Saiyan in hand is not something the Gundam Fighter will let go to waste, though.     Departing from the vicinity of the Bardock, moving laterally, Allenby approaches Zuki from the side, moving in as she is suddenly immersed in generating a massive ki blast at the Tarpits III. She might not be fast enough to prevent the blast from being launched at the Tyranno ship, but she will make it difficult for the Saiyan to repeat the manuver by hurling 'her' Saiyan at Zuki. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' STEALTH TEAM: The comms room devolves into chaos. The smoke rolls in and the attack team jumps in, three of them rushing Gaplan. He is taken by surprise, Sanary driving a kick into an important area. It's somewhat akin to kicking a rock. Shockingly, it seems that he wears a guard for that area. Meanwhile, Yari strikes at the back of his neck, the impact knocking him forward while Rebound smashes into him, driving his head into the screens with a burst of sparks. Dimentro knocks out one of the battle coordinators with a well-placed tailsmack. In all the chaos, Soundwave is inserted into a system port. The technology is reasonably hardened, but nothing Soundwave can't handle. This is his kind of specialty, after all. Meanwhile, there's some other, more pertinant problems. Gaplan isn't unconascious. The smoke rushes out of the room as there is a low growl... And Gaplan himself goes Super Saiyan as he pulls his head out of the console, turning to look at the others. He cracks his knuckles, and the rest of the people in the room get the hell out of the way. BGM CHANGE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cu101dw7uc8 With a roar, he moves with a blur, striking with incredibly fast haymakers towards the three who attacked him with the force of a mack truck. The strikes are aimed to try to launch people back out into the hallway where he can presumably begin pummelling without breaking anything. 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave has remained silent and unobtrusive throughout the mission, letting the rest of the team get to where they all need to go without distraction. It's dangerous enough as it is. Yari almost forgets that he's not a cassette himself -- that's his agents -- and so the initial plug-in attempts are a bit fumbly. It doesn't take long for the proper cable to be plugged in from himself to the computer system, opening a direct data line accordingly. With the focus on Gaplan's counterattack, he is largely forgotten. Usually Soundwave would take his time, but expediency is the name of the game here considering the situation. They simply don't HAVE that kind of time. So he hacks in and overcomes the computer's defenses as quickly as possible, subsequently looking for everything and anything that has to do with their mission objective. Copying, stealing, even prepared to transmit codes if that's what it'll take to end this quickly. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Good news, the fossilizer cannon worked. Bad news? Firing one that big really put a drain on the Dinocarrier's energy reserves. Not bad enough to take it out of the fight, but enough to put a kitbash on it's maneuvering. "Take us out of close fire range, Stego, widen our range and ready another broadside volley once the capacitor networks recalibrate from the cannon firing," Allo commanded, still managing his calm demeanor. Save a heavier frown at the various transmission over the radio. "Fighters, try to give Serori some cover." The smaller, more maneuverable fighters, with Tricero in the lead, alter to do that. Specifically they start targeting the Neo-Saiyans trying to abduct the Confederate Saiyans in an effort of warding them away. Then help collect them up if they can. The Dinocarrier's path will also eventually bring it closer to the Tarpits, too. Allo wouldn't like to admit it, but he -is- worried Rex might be biting off more than he can chew again. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' And to think, this was going relatively well. Yari finds herself on the receiving end of a super-saiyan's hammer-like blows that catch her right in the chest! The Au Ra is notoriously light, even with her armor, which does its purpose. Cermite, leather, and metal shatter, revealing a now tattered black shirt beneath as Yari is ejected from the room at a frankly obscene rate. Ribs audibly crack and shatter, and she goes tumbling before finally ending up in a desperate roll to recover. Between the effects of pushing her reflexes to the limit and the blows of the Super Saiyan, Yari is soon coughing up an unhealthy amount of blood. Her lungs burn from the sheer force of both. Then, Yari flicks her wrist, and five kunai appear in her hand. They're all tipped with numbing poisons made more to deal with massive creatures like elephants, dinosaurs, and other such huge animals. She figures they /might/ work on Saiyans. Thus, she tosses the kunai at him, only to perform several handseals! Five kunai become around fifty, all equally dipped in that horrible poison. Can she hit, and will it all be enough to make Gaplan say goodnight? 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''      Well, at least the axe is sufficiently sturdy enough to not break from the impact with Gaplan's protection. Surprisingly enough, it even manages to withstand blocking that haymaker from the angered Saiyan head on! Truly a testament to the weapon's craftsmanship.      Of course, Sanary's not exactly the speedy sort, and she's still pretty much taking that blow head on even while blocking it. The sheer force of the strike sends her tumbling backwards out of the door, skidding several feet along the ground before stopping herself with the wall.      "Holy crap.. Now it's getting interesting!" A pained laugh erupts from the healer as she gathers the magical energy into her hands, going for speed rather than efficiency as she flings it directly at Yari and Rebound in succession to try and mitigate the worst of their wounds. Afterwards, she levels her gunaxe's barrel slash handguard at the Saiyan before firing a volley of Ice shells towards his legs. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     Now Rebound is a trained fighter, a master in several different forms of martial arts, but she's never faced off with a Saiyan before. She brings her arms up to block the blow that comes in, and succeeds in keeping it from crushing any vital organs, but sends her sliding back across the room. She drops her tail to the ground to stop her backwards momentum, and then gets the healing from Sanary.     She's going to have to use something other than brute force to beat this guy. She's not even sure she can't beat him, she may just have to do what she can to delay him until the mission is finished. Bounding back towards the Super Saiyan, she hopes she can muster enough speed to evade one of his blows and grab an arm, using her judo skills to send him flying. Because she's unaware that Saiyans can fly and this probably won't work. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' By the time he's finished the spin Dimentro has a spanner in his hand to use as a weapon. But all the officers just back away... Wait. That's wrong. He's no Tricero or Brontothunder, there is no way they're backing up from him. Sure enough, the big guh in the room just did that charge up flip-out thing Saiyans do. What's an engineer to do?... Work with what he knows best, basically. So why of all things to pull out of his toolbelt, does Dimentro pull out a set of jumper cables? Because what he does with them is clamp one set of ends to the spanner he already had in hand. Then leaves the wrench floating for a moment via it's little anti-grav unit as he moves in when he gets a chance and goes to hook the clamps onto his armor somewhere. Then as he hurries out of the way hits the tool control on his belt to reverse that anti-grav, sending the wrench PLUNGING into the terminal Gaplan busted with his face and hoping sending some of that electrical current surging through the jumper cables into the Neo-Saiyan! 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' SPACE TEAM: Serori and the Neo Saiyans continue to trade captives, though the presence of Serori is a major boon in her favor at this point. Her own training and power, as a Super Saiyan, is beyond the rank and file of the Neo-Saiyan lines. Where she goes, they are forced to fall back and use combined arms to try to slow her down. She might be taking damage, but she's making a heavy impression. Kakarot just doesn't seem to have enough people to deal wit- And then Toma blurs in, striking at Serori to interrupt her next attack. "Sorry, Colonel! I can't let you do that!" He apologizes, even as he zips back and forth. It's clear he's fast and he takes pride in it. "How about you just leave and we'll call this good, huh?" He says, smiling, as if he hopes it'll actually be accepted. Zuki, meanwhile, blurs towards the Tarpits headon. She doesn't seem to care that the main reactor cannon is charging or that they've brought up shields. Her screams in the Void ar suddenly interrupted as Allenby throws the Blue Armor at her, landing a direct hit! Saiyanball will probably not become a new hit sport, however, as Zuki is knocked aside but the ball keeps going, rolling through the air towards the Tarpits! Will she be able to avoid the retaliation strike? And what about the Bardock? Kakarot gets released when the fightercraft detonates, Kakarot hanging there in space as he watches the craft finishes vaporizing. Rex's plan almost seems like it's going to work, when... His eyes shift to one side with a low grunt. "Not so fast." He says, vanishing in a zwee of motion as he appears before Rex, delivering a stunning backhand blow. "You're not going to fight me and run away are you? I was just about to respect you for facing something like a King for once in your life." His hands snap out towards Rex's neck as he simply tries to overpower him and choke him out. Or snap his neck. That's fine too. "You're outmatched. In the end, you're going to go extinct. Again." 

:'''{{#var:37|Serori (37)}} has posed:''' And thus did Toma and Serori fight one another in the background for the remainder of the scene. There's sure to be enjoyment on both sides, and some traded wit, though the fight will no doubt come to a standstill. Serori's player meanwhile oozes off to bed while leaving this play out on autopilot. :) 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tarpits dwarfs the out of control Saiyan as she careens through the void of space, much like a gnat would to a horse. She passes through the energy barrier harmlessly as Federation Starship Barriers are really there to deflect energy weapons. However, the massive battle station masquerading as a T-rex follows her trajectory as she flies past, then swings it's tail like a giant flyswatter. If there were sound in space, the sound would be "Dink". Rex grapples with Kakarot, his claws gripping around the Neo-Saiyan's wrist, with all his might. He gasps for air, "Extinct? Again? You forget that /WE/ never went extinct ... *cough* ... that's kinda the point ... Tail for brains ... *HACK* ... you ... yyyy ... ack ... kill ... one ... *cough* .. two will ... rise ... we are legion ... we are ... eternal ..." This whole gasping conversation plays out over the unified radio. Then there is another sound, as sickening, crunching sound, as Genghis Rex's esophagus collapses and the vertebrae in his neck crumble to dust within Kakarot's grasp. The Tyrannosaurus body goes limp and hangs in Kakarot's grasp, a rag doll in the weightlessness of space. Aboard Tarpits III Ankylo watches Rex's vitals flatline and falls to his knees. He paws at the console speechlessly, "Nnnnnno! REX! NO!" Terrible Dactyl's goggles fogged up. He pulled them off and dropped them to the floor. The orange skinned Pterodactyl placed a claw on Ankylo's shoulder. Rex and Ankylo had been bound together since they day they hatched, the rotund lieutenant didn't just watch his commander die, but the closest thing to a Brother he'd ever known. Dactyl's yelled into the comlink, his voice cracking, "Everyone keep focused. Restore power back to the thrusters and prepare for a full retreat!" Similar readouts above the Dinocarrier confirm that Genghis Rex's vital signs have ceased. The Tyrant King is dead. 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' STEALTH TEAM: Soundwave's hacking gets him access to the communications systems. Unfortunately for him, it doesn't look like hacking into one system will give him access to the entire ship. The team begins to move to counter Gaplan's advance. The massive number of kunai smash into the aura around Gaplan, the blades sinking into it almost as if it was a physical thing, before a number of them slash into and pierce him, many of them rebounding off of his armor. His impassive expression changes a bit as he realizes the blades were poisoned, and he wavers a bit. The ice blasts to his legs cause him to stumble for a moment, giving Dimentio just the time he needs to give Gaplan a SHOCKING EXPERIENCE. The electricity courses through him painfully, causing him to howl, a sound thankfully broken when Rebound takes the opportunity to judo throw him. He goes flying over the group, landing in the hallway. He lies there for a moment, and then he pulls out a hypospray from in his armor and presses it to his neck. There is a hiss, and he grunts, sitting up and clambering back to his feet. PRO: His movements are sluggish, the team could probably bail and get out of here if they moved fast. And other Saiyans are probably on the way, too. This is rapidly becoming more dangerous. CON: He just got judo throwed into your only way out. That means you have to get past him to escape. Gaplan isn't going to wait for you to debate about it, as he stomps forward and prepares to strike again! YOU DON'T HAVE TIME TO MAKE A PROFILE, PRESS A! 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     Allenby will gladly make Saiyanball a sport. In fact, she's making it a sport right now, and clearly making up her own rules as she goes along. Such as right after hitting one Saiyan with another Saiyan, that makes you perfectly okay to collect /both/ of the Saiyans and either keep them or throw them at more Saiyans. It's kind of like pool, in a way.     Or more accurately, Calvinball.     The Nobel Gundam, fortunately outside of the massive Ki blast, chases after the temporarily spinning pair of Saiyans, catching up with them easily. One hand reaches for each one, attempting to scoop them up in their Gundamanium Alloy-enforced grips. She doesn't /squeeze/ them, merely trying to restrain, still holding the orders of the Saiyan queen to heart. Regardless of what else might be happening during the fight. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "..." Allo just stares at the readings. Did... really... that happen?... Then he shoves it down. Leader now, mourn for his rival afterwards. The Dinocarrier finishes its path of transit, weapons powering back up. It pulls into position alongside the Tarpits. It's turrets still fire off a shot here and there, mostly to chase remaining Neo-Sayains away from pursuing Serori's remaining forces or the fighter craft as they're pulling out of the main fight. What, you expect them to stop because you killed the leader of their enemy? If you weren't threatening to rip their entire planet apart they might be thanking you! 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' This is /exactly/ why having a healer is an emperor-send. Sanary keeps Yari from bleeding out from th strikes, bones re-knitting and bruises lessening as she finally manages to stand up from her attack. Her hand goes back to her sword, the woman at a ready stance. Anti-toxin. Damn, he's tough /and/ prepared. Really, Yari can respect this man. Instead of going for her usual sword use, Yari quite simply pulls out a silenced garlean pistol. It's chambered fairly hefty, and she begins to fire off a good dozen rounds as she swiftly retreats back towards the communications room! Now that they have an uplink, she'll roughly grab Soundwave, and toss him into her pocket. From there? Despite her wounds, she uses another Huton, and spits out a bit more blood before ignoring it utterly. Then? She'll do a flying leap to the ceiling, running across at it as she reloads her gun. Then she's firing her clip right into the man's back, seeking to use her full ninja speed in the retreat! She keeps emptying clip after clip of bullets into the saiyan to distract him, not wanting to abandon her team! Hopefully she can distract Gaplan from Sanary! 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''     Sanary grits her teeth at the sounds coming through the radio, keeping her one-eyed gaze focused on Gaplan in front of her. Then next to her. Then a short distance behind her. She lets out a relieved sigh at first when it looks like he's down, but groans in irritation once he gets back with that hypo.      "Tough one, eh? Just stay down already and we'll make it easy on you!" Undeterred by that last hit to the face (or possibly because of the concussion), the gunaxe wielder slash healer charges straight at the Super Saiyan. She puts all of her strength into a single haymaker of her own with the handguard's barrel aimed towards Gaplan, trying to intercept him head on! She doesn't settle for just a simple punch, however, injecting energy into the weapon to firing off an Ice shell with the punch. She'll try to not break her stride with the punch and fire more shells into Gaplan from behind after the first one to try and...      ... Freeze him to the ground? Freeze his hand to his face? Stick him to a wall? Hopefully, that first one won't just freeze their hands together, but she's not exactly running on all her brain cells at the moment. Her main priority is restricting the Saiyan's movements to cover their escape, after all! 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Anything it takes Allo says? Well all right then. Yari got Soundwave, so that's one less thing to worry about. Not everyone can just ninja around Gaplan, however. Dimetro is going to have to do something else. Like go through him. As he steps out of comm room Dimentro hits his Dinovolver. Fortunately his primal form isn't nearly as large as some of the other Reptilonians. It's more like a grumpy aligator with a sail sticking off his back. The main point was he was stronger and hand some more bulk to throw around. Fortunately he also had his intelligence, and aims his attempt to ram through Gaplan in concert with Sanary, trying to knock the big guy into the wall so she can freeze him there. Once the way is hopefully clear he reverts back to his normal form and takes off running after the others. 

:'''{{#var:552|Soundwave (552)}} has posed:''' Soundwave can sense the change in the proverbial atmosphere, amplified by the orders over the radio. So be it. In a rarely-induldged bout of trolling, he rips every fragment of data from the system that he can and utterly trashes it in his wake. He even installs backups of the data in the memory banks of each of his agents, just in case. He'd already severed the data connection by the time Yari unplugs him and places him back in the Pocket of Protection +5. From that point on, he's just along for the ride. The ONLY reason he doesn't transform and join in the combative escape is because getting the data out of here is the most important objective now. If that's damaged, everything would be for naught. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     Probably not the best place to throw the guy, but Rebound knows she can get it covered. Sanary's ice strike will hopefully keep the Saiyan off balance as the kangaroo runs forward.     It's a matter of getting in range, but she flexes both legs and launches herself at him, trying to spear him with a shoulder and knock him into the wall. She pulls this off at almost the same moment that Dimentro grows into his larger form and moves to pin the Saiyan down.     Maybe if she's lucky Sanary will freeze him to the wall after she spears him into it, and it'll hold him there long enough for them to get free. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Aboard Tarpits III Ankylo just stares unbelieving at the main screen, tears running down his pudgy face, until a red claw rests on his other shoulder. Ankylo turns his head and his eyes go even wider, but the figure places his finger to his lips in a SHHHH motion. The figure nods to Terrible Dactyl, who is just as shocked, but he goes back to directing the unified fleet, "Do as he instructs ... get our people out of there and back home ... our mission is complete." 

:'''{{#var:723|Kakarot (723)}} has posed:''' SPACE: Allenby grabs the pair of Saiyans and holds them as tight as she can to retrain them without hurting them. Zuki looks up at the robot. "Let me go." She says, her voice rough and gravelly. "Let mego. Letmego. Metmegoletmegoletmego" She shudders, ki building up around her as she repeats herself. The Saiyan with her yells, and struggles in the grip, clearly trying to get away from the unhinged Super Saiyan. This might be because its starting to get /really hot/ in her hands. Kakarot, having dealt with the leader of the enemy, looks over to Allo's Dinocarrier. Holding Rex's corpse in one hand, he holds up his other, a ki blast suddenly exploding outwards and tracing through the area. Fighters begin detonating in the wake of its path. He then points at the Dinocarrier, another charge building. Rex was the only thing keeping him from wreaking havoc on the rest of the battlefield, and he's gone now. STEALTH TEAM: Yari goes full evasive, picking up Soundwave and running to escape. Her wall running causes Gaplan to look impressed. The gun also does some damage, blasting off parts of his armor and causing several deep wounds... But he reaches up and slams a fist into the ceiling, a shockwave travelling down it towards Yari at high speed. Moments later, Sanart punches him! This wouldn't be all that impressive on its own, but she backed it up with ice based shells! The frigid blasts begin building up around him, and it takes him a moment to struggle to break himself free. The ice cracks, but doesn't instantly give way, giving them the opening they need! Dimetro and Rebound then slam into him the moment he breaks free, rebounding him (ha ha) off of the wall. It takes him another moment to get up, but by then they have a bit of a lead. The trip back out of the craft is a harrowing event, with Saiyans chasing them, Gaplan appearing multiple times seemingly out of nowhere, and even a couple light ki blasts being thrown around! 'Light' being defined, of course as 'won't blow a hole in the wall, never mind what it does to soft flesh'. But they get back to the ship, able to make a narrow escape. 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' It's a harrowing escape indeed, and the numberous saiyans blocking their path don't make things any easier. Yari is forced to use the flat of her blade as they escape, and more than a few kunai to take out (non-lethally) quite a few saiyans in their path. She constantly keeps herself enhanced with her ninjutsu, but the strain of it is telling. Her breathing, by the time they manage to get to the ship, is ragged and she's sporting a broken arm thanks to a ki-blast from Gaplan. But she does get one parting kick at Gaplan's face before the end of it all, complete with a poisoned kunai aimed to the neck. It likely won't kill, but even Yari can be a little spiteful, even as she /grins/. It's the best fight she's had in ages. Consider Gaplan on the 'respecting' end of Saiyans for the woman. She neatly, once everyone's in, slams and uses a bolt of lightning to seal the airlock so that they all can depart without further saiyan troubles! 

:'''{{#var:760|Allenby Beardsley (760)}} has posed:'''     "You know I kind of feel like taking prisoners right now." Allenby says mildly, her voice SOMEHOW CONVENIENTLY being transmitted outside in the cold, unforgiving space. It must just work like that here. But as moments pass and Zuki begins powering up, Allenby has second thoughts. "...huh. You feel /strong/. I don't think I've felt any power like /that/ before. Wow." she remarks before releasing the Saiyans into space.     From there, she blasts off to return to the Tarpits III to cover the remaining Reptillions in the damaged ship. 

:'''{{#var:714|Sanary Rondel (714)}} has posed:'''      If anything's a sign that Sanary needs to get stronger, that's the one. Did the punch really not phase the Saiyan at all? Retreating with the rest of the infiltration team, she trails behind the rest of the group momentarily to put yet more energy into the axe before swinging it wildly behind her. It's not aimed nearly well enough to actually hit anyone, but it does leave random patches of ice on the ground and larger chunks sticking out of the walls to provide some small amount of cover from their pursuers.      Then again, it's still just ice. Gaplan's ki blasts are still more than enough smash through the frozen water, and to tear chunks out of her. Thankfully, it's nothing fatal, and the healer manages to get inside a partially-concussed and bleeding mess! 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' There's a whole lotta running to do! Dimentro gets blindsided a couple of times by others barreling into the corridors, roughing the Dinosaucer up. But he's quick to toss them off and focus on -leaving- rather than spoiling for a fight. Though at one point he does throw a hammer at one. And at another throw a handful of nuts and bolts down a side corridor like that kid in Home Alone to slow down another ambush. Someone hits him hard enough to shatter one lense of his work goggles, but then gets stabbed with a screwdriver in return. Aren't running battle montages fun! Dimentro's had to chase enough Tyrannos out of his workshop to at least know how to defend himself with the tools of his trade. Though he's still feeling pretty wore out by the time they get back to the ships. Speaking of, he grabs Rebound before she can run off, and shoves her towards the Fed ship instead. "No need for two ships leavin'!" That, and because he rigged their stealth pod to detonate after they leave to help cover their escape, but he's not feeling a need to mention that. 

:'''{{#var:750|Rebound (750)}} has posed:'''     Rebound is not sure how they managed to get out of there. She knows she kicked at least one Saiyan in the face and took a ki blast to the back. She's probably a bit tougher than she looks, but it still hurts like hell.     She finds herself hauled through the air by Dimentro and sent towards the Fed ship, bounding into the Confederate ship and then ducking for cover to clear the door, "Lets get the hell outta here!" 

:'''{{#var:691|Yari Takane (691)}} has posed:''' Yari all but collapses into her seat as their group finally ends up together in the craft. She yells at the pilot, and with stealth systems fully engaged, the ship breaks way and starts to fly off! Yari keys up her radio, says a few words, and then promptly passes out, likely right against Sanary from the pure amount of strain her ninjutsu has put on her body as well as her injuries. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Tarpits III takes up a defensive position in the back, as the unified forces head back to Reptilon. Whether Kakakrot knows it or not, he's just been played for a fool and the real damage from todays battle will be at the very heart of his empire. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Despite his usual efforts at bravado there's an audible concern in Stego's voice. "Allo, he's going to aim at us!" "Of course he is." Despite everything that had happened in the last few minutes Allo's demeanor was, while strained, holding his calm. "I'm the only other planetary leader he has to despose of now." "Allo!" Dimentro's voice cracks over the radio. "We're just pilin' in with the Feddies. Meet ya back at Lavadome." "Impeccable timing." Knowing the infiltration team was getting out, Allo sat back in his chair and let the harness buckle down. "Execute orbital emergency departure." "Oh hell yeah. Finally get to open this baby up!" That perks Stego up as he's allowed to finally launch the Carrier's full capacity. Tthe Dinocarrier launchs into orbital departure speed, opting to rocket into a wide orbital path to loop around the planet itself instead of taking the time to turn around directly and be a target for Kakarot's last attack. 

}}

Into the Depths (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-25T02:26:18Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/24
|Location=Reptilon - Freeport Bay
|Synopsis=Icthy and Plesio seek help from an unlikely source.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Alexis stood on the Freeport dock, her cloak wrapped tightly around her and her hood pulled over her plated head. She idly flicked her tail as the watched the grey waves turn over the undulating the chaotic mess that was the once proud seaport. The weather matched her mood, dark and dreary and ready to storm.

Her husband had gone missing in the initial attack on Freeport, his ship having gone down at sea. He was a strong swimmer, and crabbing was how he made his living, but the seas of Reptilon were dangerous and the things that lived in them were fierce and unpredictable. However, she wouldn't give up hope until his cold dead body was laid out in front of her ... he was goofy, undersized, and a little naive, but Stiletto was a survivor ...

'''"Hex, is that you?"''' a friendly young voice broke her out of her thoughts.

She turned, pulling her tail under her cloak instinctively. She and her father were the only Stegosauruses in Freeport who had five spikes on their tails, rather than the more common four, which is where the ornery old chieftain got his name. She glanced over the tall, dark skinned Ichthyosaurus who spoke to her in a chipper tone with bright eyes.

'''"Dad stayed in"''' she said, pulling the corners of her beak up into a wry smirk, '''"... knee's bothering him, there's a storm coming."'''

'''"You said it!"''' Icthy said, eyeing the churning debris-filled water, '''"So ... umm, are you sure about this?"'''

Lex shrugged, pointing at the water, '''"Nergill's down there now. And No, I'm not sure about it ... the guy's a psychotops and can pretty much turn on you at the drop of a hat ... but hey, as far as I know, he hasn't eaten anyone lately."'''

The pink skinned Plesio stepped up behind Icthy, nodding to Lex, '''"The chieftain'sssss daughter. A pleassssure."'''

Lex rolled her eyes, then turned back to Icthy, '''"I suppose it's a good thing you brought somebody to watch your back ... it's too bad that this was the best you could find."'''

Plesio hrumphed, '''"Hey! We're trying to ssssave a world here, let'sss ressssserve the backbiting for another time!"'''

Lex folded her arms, giving Plesio a hard look, trying her best to stare him out of existence.

Icthy waved a webbed claw, '''"Well, THAT didn't take long! Do I REALLY need to break you two up, or can we just get on with this?"'''

Lex nodded to Icthy, then softened her burning glare at Plesio by a good half of a percent. Plesio just shook his head.

Icthy stepped to the edge of the dock and looked down, the churling maelstrom below him stared back soulessly, while Plesio snaked his head over the Dinosaucer's shoulder, '''"A bit ominoussssss down there ..."'''

The stegosaurus pushed past them and started making her way up the dock, '''"Well, you three work it out. Hope you make it back with all of your limbs."'''

The Dinosaucer cocked his head at Lex, '''"You're not going with?"'''

Lex chuckled, '''"I don't swim ... and find the company of cannibals a little unnerving. You two enjoy yourselves though!"'''

Ichty frowned as Lex walked away, then swung his pyramid-like head toward the water, '''"Well, he's not gonna wait forever, now, is he?"'''

'''"Indeed!"''' Plesio said before unceremoniously shoving Icthy off the side of the dock.

The shock of the sudden temperature change shot through Icthy like a bolt of lightning. He gritted his teeth and opened his gills, allowing the sea to flow through them, taking in the rich water and trying to relax as his body became accustomed to the water temperature. He now had ANOTHER reason to dislike the Tyranno Scientist, not that he didn't have enough already ...

A splash above him signaled the Tyranno's entry into the water, causing Icthy to instinctively look up. It was dark. Very dark. The debris and fading sunlight bathed the entire area in an inky blackness that was the perfect hunting ground for a waterborne predator.

Icthy flicked on the lights built into his suit, while Plesio did the same. The two dinosaurs swam down until the hit the muddy bottom of the bay, setting foot on it as if it were dry land.

'''"I don't ssssssee him"''' Plesio burbled.

'''"I don't see anything"''' Icthy gurgled, darting his head around.

'''"Did you bring them?"''' a deep hollow voice crept from the blackness.

Icthy and Plesio both turned their lights to the direction of the voice. A HUGE torpedo shaped form hung in the water just at the edge of their lights. It had two webbed arms and feet and even in the shallow light boasted a hulking physique of a creature of raw unmitigated power.

'''"Nnnn ... Nergill?"''' Icthy stammered at the shape.

'''"I am. I ask AGAIN, Tadpole, did you bring them?"''' the voice snapped.

Plesio unslung a bulging satchel from his shoulder. The bumpy exterior suggested that it was stuffed with several small items. '''"We need to know that you're going to help usssss. We require assssssurancesssss ..."'''

'''"I grow bored ..."''' the voice rumbled, the shape clenching its massive fists.

Icthy jerked his head to Plesio, '''"Just give him the Dinovolvers before he eats us!"'''

Plesio's voice died in his throat as he started to protest when, '''"I grow hungry ..."''' rumbled through the water at the two of them.

In a fit of panic, Plesio tossed the satchel toward the shape, which didn't amount to much underwater, but as the bag lost momentum and started to sink, there was a sudden, blinding flash of silver, and suddenly both the bag and the shape were gone.

Icthy nodded, his face lost in amazement, '''"Let's get the hell out of here ..."'''

Plesio emphatically agreed.

Into the Depths (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-25T02:18:15Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/24
|Location=Reptilon - Freeport Bay
|Synopsis=Icthy and Plesio seek help from an unlikely source.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Alexis stood on the Freeport dock, her cloak wrapped tightly around her and her hood pulled over her plated head. She idly flicked her tail as the watched the grey waves turn over the undulating the chaotic mess that was the once proud seaport. The weather matched her mood, dark and dreary and ready to storm.

Her husband had gone missing in the initial attack on Freeport, his ship having gone down at sea. He was a strong swimmer, and crabbing was how he made his living, but the seas of Reptilon were dangerous and the things that lived in them were fierce and unpredictable. However, she wouldn't give up hope until his cold dead body was laid out in front of her ... he was goofy, undersized, and a little naive, but Stiletto was a survivor ...

'''"Hex, is that you?"''' a friendly young voice broke her out of her thoughts.

She turned, pulling her tail under her cloak instinctively. She and her father were the only Stegosauruses in Freeport who had five spikes on their tails, rather than the more common four, which is where the ornery old chieftain got his name. She glanced over the tall, dark skinned Ichthyosaurus who spoke to her in a chipper tone with bright eyes.

'''"Dad stayed in"''' she said, pulling the corners of her beak up into a wry smirk, '''"... knee's bothering him, there's a storm coming."'''

'''"You said it!"''' Icthy said, eyeing the churning debris-filled water, '''"So ... umm, are you sure about this?"'''

Lex shrugged, pointing at the water, '''"Nergill's down there now. And No, I'm not sure about it ... the guy's a psychotops and can pretty much turn on you at the drop of a hat ... but hey, as far as I know, he hasn't eaten anyone lately."'''

The pink skinned Plesio stepped up behind Icthy, nodding to Lex, '''"The chieftain'sssss daughter. A pleassssure."'''

Lex rolled her eyes, then turned back to Icthy, '''"I suppose it's a good thing you brought somebody to watch your back ... it's too bad that this was the best you could find."'''

Plesio hrumphed, '''"Hey! We're trying to ssssave a world here, let'sss ressssserve the backbiting for another time!"'''

Lex folded her arms, giving Plesio a hard look, trying her best to stare him out of existence.

Icthy waved a webbed claw, '''"Well, THAT didn't take long! Do I REALLY need to break you two up, or can we just get on with this?"'''

Lex nodded to Icthy, then softened her burning glare at Plesio by a good half of a percent. Plesio just shook his head.

Icthy stepped to the edge of the dock and looked down, the churling maelstrom below him stared back soulessly, while Plesio snaked his head over the Dinosaucer's shoulder, '''"A bit ominoussssss down there ..."'''

The stegosaurus pushed past them and started making her way up the dock, '''"Well, you three work it out. Hope you make it back with all of your limbs."'''

The Dinosaucer cocked his head at Lex, '''"You're not going with?"'''

Lex chuckled, '''"I don't swim ... and find the company of cannibals a little unnerving. You two enjoy yourselves though!"'''

Ichty frowned as Lex walked away, then swung his pyramid-like head toward the water, '''"Well, he's not gonna wait forever, now, is he?"'''

'''"Indeed!"''' Plesio said before unceremoniously shoving Icthy off the side of the dock.

The shock of the sudden temperature change shot through Icthy like a bolt of lightning. He gritted his teeth and opened his gills, allowing the sea to flow through them, taking in the rich water and trying to relax as his body became accustomed to the water temperature. He now had ANOTHER reason to dislike the Tyranno Scientist, not that he didn't have enough already ...

A splash above him signaled the Tyranno's entry into the water, causing Icthy to instinctively look up. It was dark. Very dark. The debris and fading sunlight bathed the entire area in an inky blackness that was the perfect hunting ground for a waterborne predator.

Icthy flicked on the lights built into his suit, while Plesio did the same. The two dinosaurs swam down until the hit the muddy bottom of the bay, setting foot on it as if it were dry land.

'''"I don't ssssssee him"''' Plesio burbled.

'''"I don't see anything"''' Icthy gurgled, darting his head around.

'''"Did you bring them?"''' a deep hollow voice crept from the blackness.

Icthy and Plesio both turned their lights to the direction of the voice. A HUGE torpedo shaped form hung in the water just at the edge of their lights. It had two webbed arms and feet and even in the shallow light boasted a hulking physique of a creature of raw unmitigated power.

'''"Nnnn ... Nergill?"''' Icthy stammered at the shape.

'''"I am. I ask AGAIN, Tadpole, did you bring them?"''' the voice asked again.

Plesio unslung a bulging satchel from his shoulder. The bumpy exterior suggested that it was stuffed with several small items. '''"We need to know that you're going to help usssss. We require assssssurancesssss ..."'''

'''"I grow bored ..."''' the voice rumbled, the shape clenching its massive fists.

Icthy jerked his head to Plesio, '''"Just give him the Dinovolvers before he eats us!"'''

Plesio's voice died in his throat as he started to protest when, '''"I grow hungry ..."''' rumbled through the water at the two of them.

In a fit of panic, Plesio tossed the satchel toward the shape, which didn't amount to much underwater, but as the bag lost momentum and started to sink, there was a sudden, blinding flash of silver, and suddenly both the bag and the shape were gone.

Icthy nodded, his face lost in amazement, '''"Let's get the hell out of here ..."'''

Needless to say, Plesio emphatically agreed.

Into the Depths (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-25T02:13:12Z

Bossasaur: Icthy and Plesio seek help from an unlikely source.

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/24
|Location=Reptilon - Freeport Bay
|Synopsis=Icthy and Plesio seek help from an unlikely source.
|Thanks=Serori Allo
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Alexis stood on the Freeport dock, her cloak wrapped tightly around her and her hood pulled over her plated head. She idly flicked her tail as the watched the grey waves turn over the undulating the chaotic mess that was the once proud seaport. The weather matched her mood, dark and dreary and ready to storm.

Her husband had gone missing in the initial attack on Freeport, his ship having gone down at sea. He was a strong swimmer, and crabbing was how he made his living, but the seas of Reptilon were dangerous and the things that lived in them were fierce and unpredictable. However, she wouldn't give up hope until his cold dead body was laid out in front of her ... he was goofy, undersized, and a little naive, but Stiletto was a survivor ...

"Hex, is that you?" a friendly young voice broke her out of her thoughts.

She turned, pulling her tail under her cloak instinctively. She and her father were the only Stegosauruses in Freeport who had five spikes on their tails, rather than the more common four, which is where the ornery old chieftain got his name. She glanced over the tall, dark skinned Ichthyosaurus who spoke to her in a chipper tone with bright eyes.

"Dad stayed in" she said, pulling the corners of her beak up into a wry smirk, "... knee's bothering him, there's a storm coming."

"You said it!" Icthy said, eying the churning debris-filled water, "So ... umm, are you sure about this?"

Lex shrugged, pointing at the water, "Nergill's down there now. And No, I'm not sure about it ... the guy's a psychotops and can pretty much turn on you at the drop of a hat ... but hey, as far as I know, he hasn't eaten anyone lately."

The pink skinned Plesio stepped up behind Icthy, nodding to Lex, "The chieftain'sssss daughter. A pleassssure."

Lex rolled her eyes, then turned back to Icthy, "I suppose it's a good thing you brought somebody to watch your back ... it's too bad that this was the best you could find."

Plesio hrumphed, "Hey! We're trying to ssssave a world here, let'sss ressssserve the backbiting for another time!"

Lex folded her arms, giving Plesio a hard look, trying her best to stare him out of existence.

Icthy waved a webbed claw, "Well, THAT didn't take long! Do I REALLY need to break you two up, or can we just get on with this?"

Lex nodded to Icthy, then softened her burning glare at Plesio by a good half of a percent. Plesio just shook his head.

Icthy stepped to the edge of the dock and looked down, the churling maelstrom below him stared back soulessly, while Plesio snaked his head over the Dinosaucer's shoulder, "A bit ominoussssss down there ..."

The stegosaurus pushed past them and started making her way up the dock, "Well, you three work it out. Hope you make it back with all of your limbs."

The Dinosaucer cocked his head at Lex, "You're not going with?"

Lex chuckled, "I don't swim ... and find the company of cannibals a little unnerving. You two enjoy yourselves though!"

Ichty frowned as Lex walked away, then swung his pyramid-like head toward the water, "Well, he's not gonna wait forever, now, is he?"

"Indeed!" Plesio said before unceremoniously shoving Icthy off the side of the dock.

The shock of the sudden temperature change shot through Icthy like a bolt of lightning. He gritted his teeth and opened his gills, allowing the sea to flow through them, taking in the rich water and trying to relax as his body became accustomed to the water temperature. He now had ANOTHER reason to dislike the Tyranno Scientist, not that he didn't have enough already ...

A splash above him signaled the Tyranno's entry into the water, causing Icthy to instinctively look up. It was dark. Very dark. The debris and fading sunlight bathed the entire area in an inky blackness that was the perfect hunting ground for a waterborne predator.

Icthy flicked on the lights built into his suit, while Plesio did the same. The two dinosaurs swam down until the hit the muddy bottom of the bay, setting foot on it as if it were dry land.

"I don't ssssssee him" Plesio burbled.

"I don't see anything" Icthy gurgled, darting his head around.

"Did you bring them?" a deep hollow voice crept from the blackness.

Icthy and Plesio both turned their lights to the direction of the voice. A HUGE torpedo shaped form hung in the water just at the edge of their lights. It had two webbed arms and feet and even in the shallow light boasted a hulking physique of a creature of raw unmitigated power.

"Nnnn ... Nergill?" Icthy stammered at the shape.
"I am. Did you bring them, tadpole?" the voice asked again.

Plesio unslung a bulging satchel from his shoulder. The bumpy exterior suggested that it was stuffed with several small items. "We need to know that you're going to help usssss. We require assssssurancesssss ..."

"I grow bored ..." the voice rumbled, the shape clenching its massive fists.

Icthy jerked his head to Plesio, "Just give him the Dinovolvers before he eats us!"

Plesio's voice died in his throat as he started to protest when, "I grow hungry ..." rumbled through the water at the two of them.

In a fit of panic, Plesio tossed the satchel toward the shape, which didn't amount to much underwater, but as the bag lost momentum and started to sink, there was a sudden, blinding flash of silver, and suddenly both the bag and the shape were gone.

Icthy nodded, his face lost in amazement, "Let's get the hell out of here ..."

Needless to say, Plesio emphatically agreed.

Tony F' Stark (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-19T20:53:47Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/18
|Location=Reptilon - Tyranno Citadel
|Synopsis=Rex addresses Tony Stark's Death
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Genghis Rex strolled swiftly down a hallway of the Tyranno Citadel. Here in what many felt were the waning hours of Reptilon, Rex was handed more power, more responsibility, more everything than he'd ever had before.

There was a small part of his psyche that screamed at him to slow down, take a breath ... talk to his advisers, ask for help, but he pushed forward. Time was a luxury he did not have. Lavadome's vulnerability had been revealed to the Neo-Saiyans. That quickly dwindling time was ticking away. Soon they would return in force ... even sooner if they they had 'sensu' beans ..."

Terrible Dactyl ran beside him, barely able to keep up with the theropod's long strides, "Rex, protocol demands that we send condolences to the Union regarding Tony Stark's death ..."

Rex didn't look up, keeping stride, while reviewing the myriad of data flashing across his data tablet. He waved his claw across the screen approving the recommissioning and renovation of old military carriers to be used to evacuate civilians to ... somewhere ... somewhere that wasn't here ... Another request immediately flashed on the tablet, Rex started reviewing it without breaking stride.

Dactyl ran in front of him and stood in the Tyrannosaur's way, crashing into him and latching onto his right leg, "What? Dactyl, get off! I don't have time for this nonsense."

"Rex, this is /TONY STARK/ we're talking about ..."

Rex shook his head and responded with an unusually sympathetic tone, "Dactyl, I understand that he was your friend, but protocol is something I need /YOU/ to take care of for me. Do whatever you think is appropriate, you have carte-blanche, but please, leave me to this ..."

"Rex, it really is more appropriate for you ..." Dactyl started.

The red tyrannosaur sighed, "I know ... I know. But I can't leave ... nobody can. If the Union is insulted that I do not extend condolences while my world is under siege, then they have no respect for the sacrifice Tony Stark made for us. I need to be /HERE/, I need /YOU/ here too. I need everybody who is ready willing and able for what's coming. I don't want Brachio and Tony's sacrifices to be in vain ... The Union will understand, The Avengers will understand, ... Potts will understand."

Terrible Dactyl peered up at his king, wide eyed as realization washed over him, "You ... liked .. him?"

Rex smirked, "Of course I did ... who wouldn't ... he was Tony 'Fucking' Stark."

Tony F' Stark (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-19T20:53:24Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/18
|Location=Reptilon - Tyranno Citadel
|Synopsis=Rex addresses Tony Stark's Death
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Genghis Rex strolled swiftly down a hallway of the Tyranno Citadel. Here in what many felt were the waning hours of Reptilon, Rex was handed more power, more responsibility, more everything than he'd ever had before.

There was a small part of his psyche that screamed at him to slow down, take a breath ... talk to his advisers, ask for help, but he pushed forward. Time was a luxury he did not have. Lavadome's vulnerability had been revealed to the Neo-Saiyans. That quickly dwindling time was ticking away. Soon they would return in force ... even sooner if they they had 'sensu' beans ..."

Terrible Dactyl ran beside him, barely able to keep up with the theropod's long strides, "Rex, protocol demands that we send condolences to the Union regarding Tony Stark's death ..."

Rex didn't look up, keeping stride, while reviewing the myriad of data flashing across his data tablet. He waved his claw across the screen approving the recommissioning and renovation of old military carriers to be used to evacuate civilians to ... somewhere ... somewhere that wasn't here ... Another request immediately flashed on the tablet, Rex started reviewing it without breaking stride.

Dactyl ran in front of him and stood in the Tyrannosaur's way, crashing into him and latching onto his right leg, "What? Dactyl, get off! I don't have time for this nonsense."

"Rex, this is /TONY STARK/ we're talking about ..."%r%rRex shook his head and responded with an unusually sympathetic tone, "Dactyl, I understand that he was your friend, but protocol is something I need /YOU/ to take care of for me. Do whatever you think is appropriate, you have carte-blanche, but please, leave me to this ..."

"Rex, it really is more appropriate for you ..." Dactyl started.

The red tyrannosaur sighed, "I know ... I know. But I can't leave ... nobody can. If the Union is insulted that I do not extend condolences while my world is under siege, then they have no respect for the sacrifice Tony Stark made for us. I need to be /HERE/, I need /YOU/ here too. I need everybody who is ready willing and able for what's coming. I don't want Brachio and Tony's sacrifices to be in vain ... The Union will understand, The Avengers will understand, ... Potts will understand."

Terrible Dactyl peered up at his king, wide eyed as realization washed over him, "You ... liked .. him?"

Rex smirked, "Of course I did ... who wouldn't ... he was Tony 'Fucking' Stark."

Tony F' Stark (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-19T15:29:10Z

Bossasaur: Rex addresses Tony Stark's Death

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/18
|Location=Reptilon - Tyranno Citadel
|Synopsis=Rex addresses Tony Stark's Death
|Thanks=
|Cast of Characters=
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Genghis Rex strolled swiftly down the hallway of his Citadel. Here in what many felt were the waning hours of Reptilon, Rex was handed more power, more responsibility, more everything than he'd ever had before.

There was a small part of his psyche that screamed at him to slow down, take a breath ... talk to his advisers, ask for help, but he pushed forward. Time was a luxury he did not have. Lavadome's vulnerability had been revealed to the Neo-Saiyans. That quickly dwindling time was ticking away. Soon they would return in force ... even sooner if they they had 'sensu' beans ..."

Terrible Dactyl ran beside him, barely able to keep up with the theropod's long strides, "Rex, protocol demands that we send condolences to the Union regarding Tony Stark's death ..."

Rex didn't look up, keeping stride, while reviewing the myriad of data flashing across his data tablet. He waved his claw across the screen approving the recommissioning and renovation of old military carriers to be used to evacuate civilians to ... somewhere ... somewhere that wasn't here ... Another request immediately flashed on the tablet, Rex started reviewing it without breaking stride.

Dactyl ran in front of him and stood in the Tyrannosaur's way, crashing into him and latching onto his right leg, "What? Dactyl, get off! I don't have time for this nonsense."%r%r"Rex, this is /TONY STARK/ we're talking about ..."%r%rRex shook his head and responded with an unusually sympathetic tone, "Dactyl, I understand that he was your friend, but protocol is something I need /YOU/ to take care of for me. Do whatever you think is appropriate, you have carte-blanche, but please, leave me to this ..."

"Rex, it really is more appropriate for you ..." Dactyl started.

The red tyrannosaur sighed, "I know ... I know. But I can't leave ... nobody can. If the Union is insulted that I do not extend condolences while my world is under siege, then they have no respect for the sacrifice Tony Stark made for us. I need to be /HERE/, I need /YOU/ here too. I need everybody who is ready willing and able for what's coming. I don't want Brachio and Tony's sacrifices to be in vain ... The Union will understand, The Avengers will understand, ... Potts will understand."

Terrible Dactyl peered up at his king, wide eyed as realization washed over him, "You ... liked .. him?"

Rex smirked, "Of course I did ... who wouldn't ... he was Tony 'Fucking' Stark."

2033/Private Time

2015-04-16T13:28:08Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/15
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Teryx goes to get Genghis Rex out of his funk.
|Thanks=Serori & Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If Allo knew what she was doing he would chew her out for it. Not necessary -stop- her, but definitely chew her out for doing it, and doing it on her own besides. Though that wasn't the reason she had not told him, or any of the other Dinosaucers, where she was going. It wasn't in Teryx's nature to be deceitful. But Allo had enough of a burden to bear already. Compared to the planet and the dinos that needed him to be a leader she was a small concern that he didn't need heaped on top of those loads, so she hadn't said a thing. Her skills as a former actress at least made it easy to appear as if going about her usual business... And honestly, tending to 'medical needs' wasn't technically far off from what she intended to do, just in a different and more personal manner. 'Sometimes it was better to ask forgiveness after, than to not act before.' It had been said at the gathering with Union personal the other night. She remembered it coming up quite a few times on Earth too, usually from one of the Secret Scouts explaining why they acted before telling to help protect their 'friends from *way* out of town' as Ryan liked to call them. Teryx found a rocky protrusion to perch upon briefly and give her wings a rest. This was as far as she dared go without announcing herself. Even with the truce between their factions right now, she wasn't going to press her luck with how stirred up the Tyranno camp was over Brachio's death. But there was one Tyranno she knew would still keep a cool head, despite his callsign, through all this. One she had a certain amount of professional respect and courtesy with, as they often crossed paths both on and off the field as the two crews' natural flyers. Which is why he was the one she paged from her radio. "Terrible Dactyl... Yes, its Teryx... Can you get me cleared to enter the Citadel please?" Teryx paused a moment, and would probably be more amused at the exasperated sputter on the other end if the situation wasn't so serious. "Please. I need to talk to Genghis Rex." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Terrible Dactyl responds, "Well, I shouldn't be surprised I guess. I knew you'd be along eventually. You may not like what you find though ... then again you probably have the best chance at pulling him out of this funk out of anyone in the universe. He's been in his personal quarters since ... since the incident. Ankylo is standing watch outside his door. He brings him food, but it goes uneaten. As far as clearance goes. You've always had clearance, even before this mess. Do you know what he'd do to anyone who'd so much as move one of your feathers out of alignment?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "That is.. more or less what I was expecting to hear," Teryx replied with a thoughtful sigh. Most people didn't realize how close some of the Tyrannos were. Many of them were a dysfunctional family to him. More family than he ever got from his sister, or Atilla, most likely. "I know. But considering Dei has been in charge during your absense, I.. wasn't taking chances. Thank you." With that cleared off Teryx spread her wings and launched off her spot to finish the trip to the Citadel proper. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The descent into the Citadel was relatively uneventful. The somber air created by Brachio's death seemed to permeate the Tyranno forces. A few guards perked up as Teryx passed, but they didn't even fondle their guns at her approach. In their eyes and drawn faces were the unmistakable signs of demoralization. This wasn't the first time Brachio 'died' afterall, but when he and the main Tyranno crew disappeared, it wasn't quite as absolute as when you can actually see him go down fighting on the 6 o'clock news. She found the dutiful Ankylo sitting outside Rex's door. His clothes were tattered and still covered in dust from the battle, his normally exuberant face looked as if it hadn't cracked a smile in days, his eyes were bloodshot and turned down. She suspected the occupant of the room behind him was in similarly dire straits Next to Ankylo sat a finely crafted silver platter, it's cover speckled with condensation from the heat of the food underneath. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' It might even be worse than she was expecting it to be... But it also proves much why Allo went for the 'banishment' tactic with the dimensional shift. This was not the kind of distraut he would of wanted to cause, even amongst an enemy's forces. The only way to get them out of this funk would be to get Rex out of his, somehow. Or at the very least get him to try. "Hello, Ankylo." Though Teryx didn't expect much of an answer as she walked up, then knelt down to pick up the tray. None the less she kept her getle tone of voice. "I'm going to try and talk to Rex. Can you make sure no one else bothers us?" Standing with the tray in hand, she reached for the door controls, and true to Dactyl's words it opened for her without a fuss. It was.. kind of touching, in a very dystopic way, that Rex still felt that way about her. Slowly she stepped into the room. "Genghis Rex? It's Teryx." Pause. "Yes, it's really me." Last thing we need is Rex thinking he was hallucinating or something. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo looked up hopefully and brought his rotund frame to his feet. He nodded rapidly to Teryx, a smile cracking on his flat porcine face, he whispered to her before she opened the door, "*snort* Thank you." The room was pitch black, the windows with the magnificent view of the mountainous region below were shuttered tight. The only light in the room was that of a computer monitor, and from it's glow, she could make out the vague shape of a body, slumped over the desk the monitor sat on. The next unfortunate thing to hit Teryx was the smell - the uncirculated air was heavy with the rank odor of an unwashed tyrannosaur wallowing in his own despair. "Close the door." a dry voice croaked, "Don't let them see me like this ... You shouldn't see me like this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' This was pretty bad. Well the smell wasn't -that- bad, more stale and bitter from the dry air really, but the fact that it was there was distressing. Even on his darkest days before Rex didn't disregard keeping his leaderly hygiene up for long. Teryx reached back to the controls to shut the door, then walked over to the desk. "All the more reason for me to be here," she replied softly, setting the tray down on the end of the desk. "This is a hard time for you. Brachio wasn't just your soldier, he was one of your friends." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' In the shallow light of the room, Rex can still barely be seen, but he is visible enough that she can see that familiar look in his eye that he always seemed to reserve for her and her alone. This look usually competed with the feral intensity that he usually carried, but today the intensity was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't a look of lust or desire, it was a look of genuine kindness that reflected the Rex she once knew, before it had been buried by bravado and ambition. He sat up in his chair, struggling a bit, his neck stiff from sleeping on a desk for the last 3 days. The vertebrae cracked loudly and he twisted his great head, trying to work out the kinks. "Allo didn't send you did he?" Rex asked, already knowing the answer. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Teryx does her best to not cringe at the cracking from the tyrannosaur's joints. That had to not feel pleasant to be that loud. Once he's sitting up somewhat properly she turns to sit herself on the edge of the desk, one leg crossed loosing over the other. "No, Rex. I'm here because *I* came to see you, not because someone else wanted me to." she replies with a kind but firm emphasis on it being her own decision. Then crosses her arms a bit, which made her unorthadox flat feathered wings fold around her sides almost like a blanket. "Though I'm sure he's sent his own condolences. You haven't read you messages for the last three days, have you?" She was trying to not sound too scolding, but really, this was pathetic. Even for an upset tyrant! Then again, she's probably one of very few that can get away with it, too. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex waved a hand dismissively, "Emails, texts, memos, what have you. I have no use for them when I am not brooding." He glances down, "Brachio is family. Ankylo is family. Dactyl, Plesio, Quackpot and even that sicko Styraco is family. YOU are family. Such bonds are not broken easily. Part of me died with Brachio, and if that Moronodon hadn't taken it upon himself to take my place, things might be very different right now ..." Rex gives Teryx a grim look, "I don't know if I can do this anymore. This pain ... it is unlike anything I have never felt in my life. It is deep and savage and it makes me question every decision I have ever made. I can say I am sorry to you, that I didn't mean to hurt you. You're right here, right now ... but I can't say I'm sorry to a corpse." He shakes his head, "I ... am ... weak ... unfit to lead ..." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' "Maybe that's the grand lesson after all. Maybe that's the not so subtle message the universe has been trying to tell me thourgh all these interlopers who have time and time again plied their knowledge against me. Whether it was Allo or Dei or Baromous or the Dinosorcerer or the Dinosorceress or TAKE YOUR PICK, they ALL stood in my way, saying they are acting in MY best interest, trying to teach me any number of lessons ... rather than letting me make my own mistakes." He sighs, "Now, here I stand. Fighting and dying for a planet that doesn't want me, trying to carve out one final legacy that's not bathed in accusations of tyranny and incompetence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' For a moment in that rebuttal there was a glimmer of the Rex she knew, but it was short-lived. Understandable, really. A lot of those messages probably were empty words. Some less empty than others. Allo truly felt terrible for having to tell Tricero to make sure Rex and Ankylo were safe before helping Brachio, even if it was what had to be done and probably was why they weren't morning two or more deaths right now. "Only if you keep telling yourself that is it going to be true." Teryx uncrossed her arms, edging herself off the desk where she had been sitting. "I understand you have a lot of things on your mind with this Rex, and your heart. But that is why you're better than the people that have accused you of such. Yes, you've been a jerk several times. Arrogant. Ambitious ... But you also care. You care about your crew. Your people. Your -planet-. Regardless of what your methods have been." A pause, and then Teryx smiled just a little. "You should talk to Allo about those last two some time. He's their nephew and they did -the exact same thing- to him, instead of letting him find his own way there." Granted Allo might of never of done so without the push, but niddling over that point isn't important right now. Leaning forward, Teryx put her hands on Rex's shoulders. Her touch was comforting, but at the same time just firm enough to be in that 'I'm serious' way. "While you were gone, Dei told the Tyrannos you were dead." Not that Dei -cared-. "But it wasn't for her they kept fighting us for. It was for -you-. For what you stood for to them. They didn't care how right or wrong others thought you were, they believed in it. For how much he was admired regardless of allegences, they could do the same for Brachio...." Teryx leaned a bit closer, eye to eye with the seated Tyranno and unwavering from the gaze. "But they need their leader they can believe in. They need YOU, Genghis Rex." "Or do you want the sacrifice of your friend, your brother in arms, to be in vain?" That last one was a bit of a harsh jab, but Teryx felt it was the sort of proverbial slap to the face Rex was going to need. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's eyes locked with Teryx's as she spoke to him. When she finished they darted away ... then back, then away again, as if searching for the proper response. "You ... are right. You are always right." He frowned. "I guess, when given the opportunity to make my own mistakes, I made the biggest one of all when I drove you away. I can't fix what happened between us ... I really wish I could. I can't fix the fact that Brachio died protecting me ... but maybe I can try to make it right." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "For what it's worth, Rex," Teryx replied as she removed her hands from his shoulders. If only to take one of his hands in them instead. "I do still consider you my friend. Even when we're on the opposite sides of this war. I will always remember the time we did have with fondness... but that isn't what we need right now. We need the Genghis Rex that was always ready to push forward, always bouncing back from defeat with a newer bold plan." Then she let go and stepped back. "Your people need you. Reptilon needs you." She paused for a moment, debating if she should say it. "Allo needs you. He can't win this alone; neither can you. But you two have already put your differences aside for this. For the world you both want to save." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex stands, his massive frame towering over Teryx. He glances around, "Gosh, it's dark in here ..." then presses a button on the desk, bringing up the room's illumination. He glances over his own dutsy clothes and suddenly looks embarassed,burshing as much of the grime off his beat up outfit as possible. He then glances at her and flashes a toothy grin "Plan? Oh you can bet your tails feathers I have a plan! If Kakarot wants to kill ME so badly, he'll need to do it a dozen times over and he'll still be up to his tailhole in Genghis Rex!" He shouts, "Ankylo!" A wary voice answered, "Yes, Bossasaur!" "Schedule an assembly of all Active Tyranno Personnel in the great hall in 2 hours! Tell them their king has returned!" Rex pulls off his tattered jacket and tosses it into a trash bin, then glances over to Teryx, spreading his arms, "I won't force you, but I'll be terribly disappointed if you leave without a good luck hug." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that was the Genghis Rex they wanted to see. Just needed some dino to talk to him in the right way. Teryx adds, somewhat offhandedly, "And Tricero wants his ship back Ankylo." She looks back to Rex... and is reminded that he hasn't bathed for the three days he's been sulking in here. Though at least he took the dirty uniform on... Well, after getting him this far out of the slump, she can't really say no. Though she does hold up one clawed finger rather playfully. "One hug, for luck. As friends." Though she doesn't actually wait for an answer before actually hugging him. It would never be the same as it had been once ago. But it was still a nice moment to enjoy it again, briefly. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo responds, "Oh! Ok! Umm, I kinda banged it up a little ... but a little hammering and some welding and it'll ... probably look just fine. *SNORT*" Rex pulls her close, lifting her off the ground and whispers in her ear, "I'll never admit to saying this, but, I need Allo too, not just now, but I have always needed him." He pulls his head back and locks his gaze with hers once again, his maw turned up at the corners into a smile that only a mother could love, "Thank you for coming. You have always been my strength. You always will be. Whether you come to your senses one day and return to my side or not, you will always occupy a place in my heart. I don't have a choice in that matter. Should I ever take another mate, she will just have to learn to share that part of me with you." "Now I need to go get cleaned up to address my empire." He releases her and heads for the attached shower room, stopping at the door and says in a teasing tone, "You ARE welcome to join me, assuming fish is no longer on your menu." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "You two are counter-parts. Be it fighting against each other or next to each other. He's realized that as much as you have during your absence." Making Allo realize that is maybe the only good thing Dei has ever done. "But your secret is safe with me," Teryx smiled as she stepped back. "Go, clean up." Glanced at the tray on the desk. "I'll have someone send you a meal that isn't cold on the way out." For the moment the jab at Icky is ignored, it's a bit rude, but that just means Rex was feeling more like his proper self so it wasn't important at the moment. "But I've got my own duties to get back to." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex shrugs, grinning, "Ahh, well, I had to try." He pauses, taking one last look at her "I will see you soon, Teryx. Stay safe. We'll ALL get through this one way or another ... and we'll do it together." 

}}

2033/Private Time

2015-04-16T03:31:46Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/15
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Teryx goes to get Genghis Rex out of his funk.
|Thanks=Serori & Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Terrible Dactyl responds, "Well, I shouldn't be surprised I guess. I knew you'd be along eventually. You may not like what you find though ... then again you probably have the best chance at pulling him out of this funk out of anyone in the universe. He's been in his personal quarters since ... since the incident. Ankylo is standing watch outside his door. He brings him food, but it goes uneaten. As far as clearance goes. You've always had clearance, even before this mess. Do you know what he'd do to anyone who'd so much as move one of your feathers out of alignment?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "That is.. more or less what I was expecting to hear," Teryx replied with a thoughtful sigh. Most people didn't realize how close some of the Tyrannos were. Many of them were a dysfunctional family to him. More family than he ever got from his sister, or Atilla, most likely. "I know. But considering Dei has been in charge during your absense, I.. wasn't taking chances. Thank you." With that cleared off Teryx spread her wings and launched off her spot to finish the trip to the Citadel proper. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The descent into the Citadel was relatively uneventful. The somber air created by Brachio's death seemed to permeate the Tyranno forces. A few guards perked up as Teryx passed, but they didn't even fondle their guns at her approach. In their eyes and drawn faces were the unmistakable signs of demoralization. This wasn't the first time Brachio 'died' afterall, but when he and the main Tyranno crew disappeared, it wasn't quite as absolute as when you can actually see him go down fighting on the 6 o'clock news. She found the dutiful Ankylo sitting outside Rex's door. His clothes were tattered and still covered in dust from the battle, his normally exuberant face looked as if it hadn't cracked a smile in days, his eyes were bloodshot and turned down. She suspected the occupant of the room behind him was in similarly dire straits Next to Ankylo sat a finely crafted silver platter, it's cover speckled with condensation from the heat of the food underneath. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' It might even be worse than she was expecting it to be... But it also proves much why Allo went for the 'banishment' tactic with the dimensional shift. This was not the kind of distraut he would of wanted to cause, even amongst an enemy's forces. The only way to get them out of this funk would be to get Rex out of his, somehow. Or at the very least get him to try. "Hello, Ankylo." Though Teryx didn't expect much of an answer as she walked up, then knelt down to pick up the tray. None the less she kept her getle tone of voice. "I'm going to try and talk to Rex. Can you make sure no one else bothers us?" Standing with the tray in hand, she reached for the door controls, and true to Dactyl's words it opened for her without a fuss. It was.. kind of touching, in a very dystopic way, that Rex still felt that way about her. Slowly she stepped into the room. "Genghis Rex? It's Teryx." Pause. "Yes, it's really me." Last thing we need is Rex thinking he was hallucinating or something. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo looked up hopefully and brought his rotund frame to his feet. He nodded rapidly to Teryx, a smile cracking on his flat porcine face, he whispered to her before she opened the door, "*snort* Thank you." The room was pitch black, the windows with the magnificent view of the mountainous region below were shuttered tight. The only light in the room was that of a computer monitor, and from it's glow, she could make out the vague shape of a body, slumped over the desk the monitor sat on. The next unfortunate thing to hit Teryx was the smell - the uncirculated air was heavy with the rank odor of an unwashed tyrannosaur wallowing in his own despair. "Close the door." a dry voice croaked, "Don't let them see me like this ... You shouldn't see me like this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' This was pretty bad. Well the smell wasn't -that- bad, more stale and bitter from the dry air really, but the fact that it was there was distressing. Even on his darkest days before Rex didn't disregard keeping his leaderly hygiene up for long. Teryx reached back to the controls to shut the door, then walked over to the desk. "All the more reason for me to be here," she replied softly, setting the tray down on the end of the desk. "This is a hard time for you. Brachio wasn't just your soldier, he was one of your friends." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' In the shallow light of the room, Rex can still barely be seen, but he is visible enough that she can see that familiar look in his eye that he always seemed to reserve for her and her alone. This look usually competed with the feral intensity that he usually carried, but today the intensity was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't a look of lust or desire, it was a look of genuine kindness that reflected the Rex she once knew, before it had been buried by bravado and ambition. He sat up in his chair, struggling a bit, his neck stiff from sleeping on a desk for the last 3 days. The vertebrae cracked loudly and he twisted his great head, trying to work out the kinks. "Allo didn't send you did he?" Rex asked, already knowing the answer. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Teryx does her best to not cringe at the cracking from the tyrannosaur's joints. That had to not feel pleasant to be that loud. Once he's sitting up somewhat properly she turns to sit herself on the edge of the desk, one leg crossed loosing over the other. "No, Rex. I'm here because *I* came to see you, not because someone else wanted me to." she replies with a kind but firm emphasis on it being her own decision. Then crosses her arms a bit, which made her unorthadox flat feathered wings fold around her sides almost like a blanket. "Though I'm sure he's sent his own condolences. You haven't read you messages for the last three days, have you?" She was trying to not sound too scolding, but really, this was pathetic. Even for an upset tyrant! Then again, she's probably one of very few that can get away with it, too. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex waved a hand dismissively, "Emails, texts, memos, what have you. I have no use for them when I am not brooding." He glances down, "Brachio is family. Ankylo is family. Dactyl, Plesio, Quackpot and even that sicko Styraco is family. YOU are family. Such bonds are not broken easily. Part of me died with Brachio, and if that Moronodon hadn't taken it upon himself to take my place, things might be very different right now ..." Rex gives Teryx a grim look, "I don't know if I can do this anymore. This pain ... it is unlike anything I have never felt in my life. It is deep and savage and it makes me question every decision I have ever made. I can say I am sorry to you, that I didn't mean to hurt you. You're right here, right now ... but I can't say I'm sorry to a corpse." He shakes his head, "I ... am ... weak ... unfit to lead ..." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' "Maybe that's the grand lesson after all. Maybe that's the not so subtle message the universe has been trying to tell me thourgh all these interlopers who have time and time again plied their knowledge against me. Whether it was Allo or Dei or Baromous or the Dinosorcerer or the Dinosorceress or TAKE YOUR PICK, they ALL stood in my way, saying they are acting in MY best interest, trying to teach me any number of lessons ... rather than letting me make my own mistakes." He sighs, "Now, here I stand. Fighting and dying for a planet that doesn't want me, trying to carve out one final legacy that's not bathed in accusations of tyranny and incompetence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' For a moment in that rebuttal there was a glimmer of the Rex she knew, but it was short-lived. Understandable, really. A lot of those messages probably were empty words. Some less empty than others. Allo truly felt terrible for having to tell Tricero to make sure Rex and Ankylo were safe before helping Brachio, even if it was what had to be done and probably was why they weren't morning two or more deaths right now. "Only if you keep telling yourself that is it going to be true." Teryx uncrossed her arms, edging herself off the desk where she had been sitting. "I understand you have a lot of things on your mind with this Rex, and your heart. But that is why you're better than the people that have accused you of such. Yes, you've been a jerk several times. Arrogant. Ambitious ... But you also care. You care about your crew. Your people. Your -planet-. Regardless of what your methods have been." A pause, and then Teryx smiled just a little. "You should talk to Allo about those last two some time. He's their nephew and they did -the exact same thing- to him, instead of letting him find his own way there." Granted Allo might of never of done so without the push, but niddling over that point isn't important right now. Leaning forward, Teryx put her hands on Rex's shoulders. Her touch was comforting, but at the same time just firm enough to be in that 'I'm serious' way. "While you were gone, Dei told the Tyrannos you were dead." Not that Dei -cared-. "But it wasn't for her they kept fighting us for. It was for -you-. For what you stood for to them. They didn't care how right or wrong others thought you were, they believed in it. For how much he was admired regardless of allegences, they could do the same for Brachio...." Teryx leaned a bit closer, eye to eye with the seated Tyranno and unwavering from the gaze. "But they need their leader they can believe in. They need YOU, Genghis Rex." "Or do you want the sacrifice of your friend, your brother in arms, to be in vain?" That last one was a bit of a harsh jab, but Teryx felt it was the sort of proverbial slap to the face Rex was going to need. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's eyes locked with Teryx's as she spoke to him. When she finished they darted away ... then back, then away again, as if searching for the proper response. "You ... are right. You are always right." He frowned. "I guess, when given the opportunity to make my own mistakes, I made the biggest one of all when I drove you away. I can't fix what happened between us ... I really wish I could. I can't fix the fact that Brachio died protecting me ... but maybe I can try to make it right." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "For what it's worth, Rex," Teryx replied as she removed her hands from his shoulders. If only to take one of his hands in them instead. "I do still consider you my friend. Even when we're on the opposite sides of this war. I will always remember the time we did have with fondness... but that isn't what we need right now. We need the Genghis Rex that was always ready to push forward, always bouncing back from defeat with a newer bold plan." Then she let go and stepped back. "Your people need you. Reptilon needs you." She paused for a moment, debating if she should say it. "Allo needs you. He can't win this alone; neither can you. But you two have already put your differences aside for this. For the world you both want to save." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex stands, his massive frame towering over Teryx. He glances around, "Gosh, it's dark in here ..." then presses a button on the desk, bringing up the room's illumination. He glances over his own dutsy clothes and suddenly looks embarassed,burshing as much of the grime off his beat up outfit as possible. He then glances at her and flashes a toothy grin "Plan? Oh you can bet your tails feathers I have a plan! If Kakarot wants to kill ME so badly, he'll need to do it a dozen times over and he'll still be up to his tailhole in Genghis Rex!" He shouts, "Ankylo!" A wary voice answered, "Yes, Bossasaur!" "Schedule an assembly of all Active Tyranno Personnel in the great hall in 2 hours! Tell them their king has returned!" Rex pulls off his tattered jacket and tosses it into a trash bin, then glances over to Teryx, spreading his arms, "I won't force you, but I'll be terribly disappointed if you leave without a good luck hug." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that was the Genghis Rex they wanted to see. Just needed some dino to talk to him in the right way. Teryx adds, somewhat offhandedly, "And Tricero wants his ship back Ankylo." She looks back to Rex... and is reminded that he hasn't bathed for the three days he's been sulking in here. Though at least he took the dirty uniform on... Well, after getting him this far out of the slump, she can't really say no. Though she does hold up one clawed finger rather playfully. "One hug, for luck. As friends." Though she doesn't actually wait for an answer before actually hugging him. It would never be the same as it had been once ago. But it was still a nice moment to enjoy it again, briefly. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo responds, "Oh! Ok! Umm, I kinda banged it up a little ... but a little hammering and some welding and it'll ... probably look just fine. *SNORT*" Rex pulls her close, lifting her off the ground and whispers in her ear, "I'll never admit to saying this, but, I need Allo too, not just now, but I have always needed him." He pulls his head back and locks his gaze with hers once again, his maw turned up at the corners into a smile that only a mother could love, "Thank you for coming. You have always been my strength. You always will be. Whether you come to your senses one day and return to my side or not, you will always occupy a place in my heart. I don't have a choice in that matter. Should I ever take another mate, she will just have to learn to share that part of me with you." "Now I need to go get cleaned up to address my empire." He releases her and heads for the attached shower room, stopping at the door and says in a teasing tone, "You ARE welcome to join me, assuming fish is no longer on your menu." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "You two are counter-parts. Be it fighting against each other or next to each other. He's realized that as much as you have during your absence." Making Allo realize that is maybe the only good thing Dei has ever done. "But your secret is safe with me," Teryx smiled as she stepped back. "Go, clean up." Glanced at the tray on the desk. "I'll have someone send you a meal that isn't cold on the way out." For the moment the jab at Icky is ignored, it's a bit rude, but that just means Rex was feeling more like his proper self so it wasn't important at the moment. "But I've got my own duties to get back to." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex shrugs, grinning, "Ahh, well, I had to try." He pauses, taking one last look at her "I will see you soon, Teryx. Stay safe. We'll ALL get through this one way or another ... and we'll do it together." 

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2033/Private Time

2015-04-16T03:31:12Z

Bossasaur: Teryx goes to get Genghis Rex out of his funk.

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|Date of Scene=2015/04/15
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Teryx goes to get Genghis Rex out of his funk.
|Thanks=Serori & Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A Wish For The Future
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Terrible Dactyl responds, "Well, I shouldn't be surprised I guess. I knew you'd be along eventually. You may not like what you find though ... then again you probably have the best chance at pulling him out of this funk out of anyone in the universe. He's been in his personal quarters since ... since the incident. Ankylo is standing watch outside his door. He brings him food, but it goes uneaten. As far as clearance goes. You've always had clearance, even before this mess. Do you know what he'd do to anyone who'd so much as move one of your feathers out of alignment?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "That is.. more or less what I was expecting to hear," Teryx replied with a thoughtful sigh. Most people didn't realize how close some of the Tyrannos were. Many of them were a dysfunctional family to him. More family than he ever got from his sister, or Atilla, most likely. "I know. But considering Dei has been in charge during your absense, I.. wasn't taking chances. Thank you." With that cleared off Teryx spread her wings and launched off her spot to finish the trip to the Citadel proper. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The descent into the Citadel was relatively uneventful. The somber air created by Brachio's death seemed to permeate the Tyranno forces. A few guards perked up as Teryx passed, but they didn't even fondle their guns at her approach. In their eyes and drawn faces were the unmistakable signs of demoralization. This wasn't the first time Brachio 'died' afterall, but when he and the main Tyranno crew disappeared, it wasn't quite as absolute as when you can actually see him go down fighting on the 6 o'clock news. She found the dutiful Ankylo sitting outside Rex's door. His clothes were tattered and still covered in dust from the battle, his normally exuberant face looked as if it hadn't cracked a smile in days, his eyes were bloodshot and turned down. She suspected the occupant of the room behind him was in similarly dire straits Next to Ankylo sat a finely crafted silver platter, it's cover speckled with condensation from the heat of the food underneath. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' It might even be worse than she was expecting it to be... But it also proves much why Allo went for the 'banishment' tactic with the dimensional shift. This was not the kind of distraut he would of wanted to cause, even amongst an enemy's forces. The only way to get them out of this funk would be to get Rex out of his, somehow. Or at the very least get him to try. "Hello, Ankylo." Though Teryx didn't expect much of an answer as she walked up, then knelt down to pick up the tray. None the less she kept her getle tone of voice. "I'm going to try and talk to Rex. Can you make sure no one else bothers us?" Standing with the tray in hand, she reached for the door controls, and true to Dactyl's words it opened for her without a fuss. It was.. kind of touching, in a very dystopic way, that Rex still felt that way about her. Slowly she stepped into the room. "Genghis Rex? It's Teryx." Pause. "Yes, it's really me." Last thing we need is Rex thinking he was hallucinating or something. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo looked up hopefully and brought his rotund frame to his feet. He nodded rapidly to Teryx, a smile cracking on his flat porcine face, he whispered to her before she opened the door, "*snort* Thank you." The room was pitch black, the windows with the magnificent view of the mountainous region below were shuttered tight. The only light in the room was that of a computer monitor, and from it's glow, she could make out the vague shape of a body, slumped over the desk the monitor sat on. The next unfortunate thing to hit Teryx was the smell - the uncirculated air was heavy with the rank odor of an unwashed tyrannosaur wallowing in his own despair. "Close the door." a dry voice croaked, "Don't let them see me like this ... You shouldn't see me like this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' This was pretty bad. Well the smell wasn't -that- bad, more stale and bitter from the dry air really, but the fact that it was there was distressing. Even on his darkest days before Rex didn't disregard keeping his leaderly hygiene up for long. Teryx reached back to the controls to shut the door, then walked over to the desk. "All the more reason for me to be here," she replied softly, setting the tray down on the end of the desk. "This is a hard time for you. Brachio wasn't just your soldier, he was one of your friends." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' In the shallow light of the room, Rex can still barely be seen, but he is visible enough that she can see that familiar look in his eye that he always seemed to reserve for her and her alone. This look usually competed with the feral intensity that he usually carried, but today the intensity was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't a look of lust or desire, it was a look of genuine kindness that reflected the Rex she once knew, before it had been buried by bravado and ambition. He sat up in his chair, struggling a bit, his neck stiff from sleeping on a desk for the last 3 days. The vertebrae cracked loudly and he twisted his great head, trying to work out the kinks. "Allo didn't send you did he?" Rex asked, already knowing the answer. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Teryx does her best to not cringe at the cracking from the tyrannosaur's joints. That had to not feel pleasant to be that loud. Once he's sitting up somewhat properly she turns to sit herself on the edge of the desk, one leg crossed loosing over the other. "No, Rex. I'm here because *I* came to see you, not because someone else wanted me to." she replies with a kind but firm emphasis on it being her own decision. Then crosses her arms a bit, which made her unorthadox flat feathered wings fold around her sides almost like a blanket. "Though I'm sure he's sent his own condolences. You haven't read you messages for the last three days, have you?" She was trying to not sound too scolding, but really, this was pathetic. Even for an upset tyrant! Then again, she's probably one of very few that can get away with it, too. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex waved a hand dismissively, "Emails, texts, memos, what have you. I have no use for them when I am not brooding." He glances down, "Brachio is family. Ankylo is family. Dactyl, Plesio, Quackpot and even that sicko Styraco is family. YOU are family. Such bonds are not broken easily. Part of me died with Brachio, and if that Moronodon hadn't taken it upon himself to take my place, things might be very different right now ..." Rex gives Teryx a grim look, "I don't know if I can do this anymore. This pain ... it is unlike anything I have never felt in my life. It is deep and savage and it makes me question every decision I have ever made. I can say I am sorry to you, that I didn't mean to hurt you. You're right here, right now ... but I can't say I'm sorry to a corpse." He shakes his head, "I ... am ... weak ... unfit to lead ..." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' "Maybe that's the grand lesson after all. Maybe that's the not so subtle message the universe has been trying to tell me thourgh all these interlopers who have time and time again plied their knowledge against me. Whether it was Allo or Dei or Baromous or the Dinosorcerer or the Dinosorceress or TAKE YOUR PICK, they ALL stood in my way, saying they are acting in MY best interest, trying to teach me any number of lessons ... rather than letting me make my own mistakes." He sighs, "Now, here I stand. Fighting and dying for a planet that doesn't want me, trying to carve out one final legacy that's not bathed in accusations of tyranny and incompetence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' For a moment in that rebuttal there was a glimmer of the Rex she knew, but it was short-lived. Understandable, really. A lot of those messages probably were empty words. Some less empty than others. Allo truly felt terrible for having to tell Tricero to make sure Rex and Ankylo were safe before helping Brachio, even if it was what had to be done and probably was why they weren't morning two or more deaths right now. "Only if you keep telling yourself that is it going to be true." Teryx uncrossed her arms, edging herself off the desk where she had been sitting. "I understand you have a lot of things on your mind with this Rex, and your heart. But that is why you're better than the people that have accused you of such. Yes, you've been a jerk several times. Arrogant. Ambitious ... But you also care. You care about your crew. Your people. Your -planet-. Regardless of what your methods have been." A pause, and then Teryx smiled just a little. "You should talk to Allo about those last two some time. He's their nephew and they did -the exact same thing- to him, instead of letting him find his own way there." Granted Allo might of never of done so without the push, but niddling over that point isn't important right now. Leaning forward, Teryx put her hands on Rex's shoulders. Her touch was comforting, but at the same time just firm enough to be in that 'I'm serious' way. "While you were gone, Dei told the Tyrannos you were dead." Not that Dei -cared-. "But it wasn't for her they kept fighting us for. It was for -you-. For what you stood for to them. They didn't care how right or wrong others thought you were, they believed in it. For how much he was admired regardless of allegences, they could do the same for Brachio...." Teryx leaned a bit closer, eye to eye with the seated Tyranno and unwavering from the gaze. "But they need their leader they can believe in. They need YOU, Genghis Rex." "Or do you want the sacrifice of your friend, your brother in arms, to be in vain?" That last one was a bit of a harsh jab, but Teryx felt it was the sort of proverbial slap to the face Rex was going to need. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's eyes locked with Teryx's as she spoke to him. When she finished they darted away ... then back, then away again, as if searching for the proper response. "You ... are right. You are always right." He frowned. "I guess, when given the opportunity to make my own mistakes, I made the biggest one of all when I drove you away. I can't fix what happened between us ... I really wish I could. I can't fix the fact that Brachio died protecting me ... but maybe I can try to make it right." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "For what it's worth, Rex," Teryx replied as she removed her hands from his shoulders. If only to take one of his hands in them instead. "I do still consider you my friend. Even when we're on the opposite sides of this war. I will always remember the time we did have with fondness... but that isn't what we need right now. We need the Genghis Rex that was always ready to push forward, always bouncing back from defeat with a newer bold plan." Then she let go and stepped back. "Your people need you. Reptilon needs you." She paused for a moment, debating if she should say it. "Allo needs you. He can't win this alone; neither can you. But you two have already put your differences aside for this. For the world you both want to save." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex stands, his massive frame towering over Teryx. He glances around, "Gosh, it's dark in here ..." then presses a button on the desk, bringing up the room's illumination. He glances over his own dutsy clothes and suddenly looks embarassed,burshing as much of the grime off his beat up outfit as possible. He then glances at her and flashes a toothy grin "Plan? Oh you can bet your tails feathers I have a plan! If Kakarot wants to kill ME so badly, he'll need to do it a dozen times over and he'll still be up to his tailhole in Genghis Rex!" He shouts, "Ankylo!" A wary voice answered, "Yes, Bossasaur!" "Schedule an assembly of all Active Tyranno Personnel in the great hall in 2 hours! Tell them their king has returned!" Rex pulls off his tattered jacket and tosses it into a trash bin, then glances over to Teryx, spreading his arms, "I won't force you, but I'll be terribly disappointed if you leave without a good luck hug." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that was the Genghis Rex they wanted to see. Just needed some dino to talk to him in the right way. Teryx adds, somewhat offhandedly, "And Tricero wants his ship back Ankylo." She looks back to Rex... and is reminded that he hasn't bathed for the three days he's been sulking in here. Though at least he took the dirty uniform on... Well, after getting him this far out of the slump, she can't really say no. Though she does hold up one clawed finger rather playfully. "One hug, for luck. As friends." Though she doesn't actually wait for an answer before actually hugging him. It would never be the same as it had been once ago. But it was still a nice moment to enjoy it again, briefly. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Ankylo responds, "Oh! Ok! Umm, I kinda banged it up a little ... but a little hammering and some welding and it'll ... probably look just fine. *SNORT*" Rex pulls her close, lifting her off the ground and whispers in her ear, "I'll never admit to saying this, but, I need Allo too, not just now, but I have always needed him." He pulls his head back and locks his gaze with hers once again, his maw turned up at the corners into a smile that only a mother could love, "Thank you for coming. You have always been my strength. You always will be. Whether you come to your senses one day and return to my side or not, you will always occupy a place in my heart. I don't have a choice in that matter. Should I ever take another mate, she will just have to learn to share that part of me with you." "Now I need to go get cleaned up to address my empire." He releases her and heads for the attached shower room, stopping at the door and says in a teasing tone, "You ARE welcome to join me, assuming fish is no longer on your menu." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "You two are counter-parts. Be it fighting against each other or next to each other. He's realized that as much as you have during your absence." Making Allo realize that is maybe the only good thing Dei has ever done. "But your secret is safe with me," Teryx smiled as she stepped back. "Go, clean up." Glanced at the tray on the desk. "I'll have someone send you a meal that isn't cold on the way out." For the moment the jab at Icky is ignored, it's a bit rude, but that just means Rex was feeling more like his proper self so it wasn't important at the moment. "But I've got my own duties to get back to." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex shrugs, grinning, "Ahh, well, I had to try." He pauses, taking one last look at her "I will see you soon, Teryx. Stay safe. We'll ALL get through this one way or another ... and we'll do it together." 

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Titan Towers (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-15T02:44:27Z

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|Date of Scene=2015/04/14
|Location=Reptilon - Titan Towers
|Synopsis=Terrible Dactyl visits Rex's cousin Attila.
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|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
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Terrible Dactyl hung lazily in the updrafts above the Tyranno business district, just outside Titan Towers, the corporate headquarters of the GGF (Global Gladiator Federation). The scene below wasn't quite chaos, but the thousands of mourners, wreaths, flowers, and keepsakes piled up in and on the sidewalks and alleyways below made him happy he had a good set of strong wings.

The Tyranno set down on the helipad and was immediately surrounded by all manner of Reptilonians in black suits, aiming fossilizers at him.

'''"Oh please. Back off you buffoons, you know me!"''' Dactyl sniped, flashing his id at them.

A large Stegosaurus who looked like he'd probably spent 8 hours everyday of his life lifting weights since he was probably 2 minutes old waved off the other equally buffed up sentinels, '''"Sorry, Mr Dactyl. Hard not to be jumpy these days."'''

Dactyl nodded to the Stegosaur and marched past him, straight for the blacked out glass doors of the penthouse. His target, a large brownish red tyrannosaur, sat comfortably behind a large ornate wooden desk, puffing on a cigar.

'''"Attila Rex."''' Dactyl said, pulling off his goggles, '''"No helicopter means you're not going anywhere for a while. Have you seen the streets below?"'''

'''"Seen them? Hell, I've got t-shirt vendors set up every 20 feet, down there!"''' Attila chuckled, '''"I don't have anywhere to be anyway, next pay per view isn't till next month. Oh, and it's not 'Attila Rex' anymore, it's 'Mister MacMahonadon.'"'''

Dactyl's beak gaped open, '''"You're HONESTLY making money off Brachio's death?"'''

Attila shrugged, '''"Hey, gotta strike while the iron's hot. Dead or alive, I'll be making money off that kid for the rest of my days! He made me a billionaire you know! He might make me ANOTHER billion before the week's out!"'''

Terrible Dactyl clenched his fists, choking down his anger, '''"I swear, you're all alike! All of you damn Rexes. It's all about YOU isn't it? It's all about exploiting everything you can for personal gain, you can't even stop for a second and ..."'''

The tyrannosaur stood up, staring down the much smaller pterodactyl, '''"Let me stop you RIGHT THERE birdbrain! Don't YOU compare ME to that Idiotops you work for! He might be my cousin, but he's NOTHING like me. Hell, I've go more in common with his sister than I do with him and she's batshit insane!"'''

Dactyl fell silent, taken aback by Attila's retort.

Attila straightened up, he was several years older than Rex, about the same height, but far more musclebound which caused him to bulge out of his finely tailored suit, which was a look he was famous for.

'''"I love my little cousin, I do, but he'd doomed. He doesn't have the killer instinct it takes to lead anything. Sure, he'll bend rules and do questionable things now and then, but he's too timid to actually BREAK the rules. Plus, he's an idealist. His head is full of dreams and ideas and plans about how the world 'SHOULD' be, and no grasp on how it actually is. You break rules, you take advantage of those who are weaker than you and exploit EVERY weakness you see ... THAT is how you survive, THAT is how you THRIVE, THAT is how you lead!"'''

Attila leaned in and stared Dactyl dead in the eyes, '''"No idealist EVER lead ANYONE anywhere EVER. They end up hanging on crosses, burning on stakes, having their heads lopped off, or getting knifed in their sleep from someone that they love."'''

'''"Now that we have the morality speech out of the way, Mister Dactyl, WHY ARE YOU HERE?"'''

Dactyl stammered, '''"Umm, it's Dei ... have you seen her, do you have any idea ..."'''

The Tyrannosaur cut him off, '''"Haven't seen the bitch in years. That, all you need from me?"'''

The Pterodactyl fidgeted around nervously, '''"Umm, I guess ..."'''

Attila smiled, showing his rows of razor sharp teeth, '''"Then kindly get the fuck out my office!"'''

Dactyl hurried toward the door, opened it and rushed outside, but just as the door started to close behind him he stopped it and glanced back, '''"You know, you're right. He's not at all like you. Thank the egg for that. You know what else? If we lose the fight that's coming, you won't live to spend those billions ..."'''

Legion (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T18:42:56Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/13
|Location=Tarpits III
|Synopsis=Plesio awakens Legion.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Plesio crept into the silent command center of Tarpits III, still plagued by the thoughts of Brachio being disassembled a mere 20 floors below him. Styraco was right to suggest that he leave. He had no stomach for the grisly work of medicine. He prefered machines, which only bled grease and oil and could always be repaired if you were willing to spend the time and resources.

It was the cold efficiency that Styraco approached his tasks with that truly bothered the Tyranno Science Officer. He treated flesh and bone the same way Plesio treated his machines, except maybe with a little less compassion.

'''"Hello, Plesio."''' an electronic voice echoed over the main intercom.

Plesio walked to the primary command console and slid back the main panel, revealing a complex orb seated in Tarpits III's motivational control systems. A piercing red light glared back at him.

'''"Hello, Legion. What issss the ssssstatusss of the confluksssssss."''' Plesio questioned the orb.

'''"The conflux is concluded, *I* am Legion. Although, I am a bit disturbed that we would purge 28 perfectly good clones that would have been of great assistance in the upcoming war."''' The orb responded, twitching slightly in its housing.

Plesio plucked the orb out of it's seat and carried it over to a menacing but silent robotic body, shaped like a metallic velociraptor. The scientist flipped the raptor's head open and dropped the orb inside, then closed the head and locked the cover. The darkened eyes of the raptor suddenly blazed to life and it stood, stretching it's limbs.

'''"Thank you. It's nice to stretch my legs every now and again."''' The raptor spoke, it's artificial voice rang out as its jaws moved to mimic speech patterns.

'''"You don't have any legsssss."''' Plesio mused.

'''"Touche,"''' Legion responded, walking gingerly around the room on unsteady robotic legs that it hadn't used in several years, '''"So, as I was saying. Purging THAT many clones is a huge waste of resources ... not to mention there will be dead bodies rotting from here to Freeport. I saw what happened to Brachio, I assume there's been a change of plans."'''

Plesio frowned, '''"Indeed there hasssssss. Here."'''

Plesio pulled out a data card and held it to Legion's mouth. The robotic raptor opened its mouth, revealing the dataport in the back of it's throat, surrounded by metal teeth and jaws. Plesio took a moment to try to remember why he thought /THAT/ would be the best place to put Legion's dataport, but assumed he /MUST/ have done it for a good reason cause otherwise it didn't make sense to risk a limb to slide a data card between those gaping jaws.

The science officer slid the card in place and jerked his hand out just as Legion's jaws snapped shut. It's red flaring eyes began to move back and forth as it began evaluating the data on the card.

'''"Interesting biology. I can do this. It might take a few hours to properly calibrate movement and life support systems, but thankfully you chose a Theropod, so it's not terribly different than what I am used to, just a bit bigger."'''

Plesio, '''"I assssssumed sssso ... Sssssstyraco already has a batch in the genesssissss tanksssss, we sssshould have a few up and running in a day or two."'''

Legion nodded, then stepped over to a side console and picking up a controller of some sort, '''"Care for a game of Frogger?"'''

Plesio smirked. He could use the distraction, '''"Sssssure."'''

Legion (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T18:40:15Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/13
|Location=Tarpits III
|Synopsis=Plesio awakens Legion.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Plesio crept into the silent command center of Tarpits III, still plagued by the thoughts of Brachio being disassembled a mere 20 floors below him. Styraco was right to suggest that he leave. He had no stomach for the grisly work of medicine. He prefered machines, which only bled grease and oil and could always be repaired if you were willing to spend the time and resources.

It was the cold efficiency that Styraco approached his tasks with that truly bothered the Tyranno Science Officer. He treated flesh and bone the same way Plesio treated his machines, except maybe with a little less compassion.

'''"Hello, Plesio."''' an electronic voice echoed over the main intercom.

Plesio walked to the primary command console and slid back the main panel, revealing a complex orb seated in Tarpits III's motivational control systems. A piercing red light glared back at him.

'''"Hello, Legion. What issss the ssssstatusss of the confluksssssss."''' Plesio questioned the orb.

'''"The conflux is concluded, *I* am Legion. Although, I am a bit disturbed that we would purge 28 perfectly good clones that would have been of great assistance in the upcoming war."''' The orb responded, twitching slightly in its housing.

Plesio plucked the orb out of it's seat and carried it over to a menacing but silent robotic body, shaped like a metallic velociraptor. The scientist flipped the raptor's head open and dropped the orb inside, then closed the head and locked the cover. The darkened eyes of the raptor suddenly blazed to life and it stood, stretching it's limbs.

'''"Thank you. It's nice to stretch my legs every now and again."''' The raptor spoke, it's artificial voice rang out as its jaws moved to mimic speech patterns.

'''"You don't have any legsssss."''' Plesio mused.

'''"Touche,"''' Legion responded, walking gingerly around the room on unsteady robotic legs that it hadn't used in several years, '''"So, as I was saying. Purging THAT many clones is a huge waste of resources ... not to mention there will be dead bodies rotting from here to Freeport. I saw what happened to Brachio, I assume there's been a change of plans."'''

Plesio frowned, '''"Indeed there hasssssss. Here."'''

Plesio pulled out a data card and held it to Legion's mouth. The robotic raptor opened its mouth, revealing the dataport in the back of it's throat, surrounded by metal teeth and jaws. Plesio took a moment to try to remember why he thought /THAT/ would be the best place to put Legion's dataport, but assumed he /MUST/ have done it for a good reason cause otherwise it didn't make sense to risk a limb to slide a data card between those gaping jaws.

The science officer slid the card in place and jerked his hand out just as Legion's jaws snapped shut. It's red flaring eyes began to move back and forth as it began evaluating the data on the card.

'''"Interesting biology. I can do this. It might take a few hours to properly calibrate movement and life support systems, but thankfully you chose a Theropod, so it's not terribly different than what I am used to, just a bit bigger."'''

Plesio, '''"I assumed so ... Styraco already has a batch in the genesis tanks, we should have a few up and running in a day or two."'''

Legion nodded, then stepped over to a side console and picking up a controller of some sort, '''"Care for a game of Frogger?"'''

Plesio smirked. He could use the distraction, '''"Sssssure."'''

Legion (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T18:39:33Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/13
|Location=Tarpits III
|Synopsis=Plesio awakens Legion.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Plesio crept into the silent command center of Tarpits III, still plagued by the thoughts of Brachio being disassembled a mere 20 floors below him. Styraco was right to suggest that he leave. He had no stomach for the grisly work of medicine. He prefered machines, which only bled grease and oil and could always be repaired if you were willing to spend the time and resources.

It was the cold efficiency that Styraco approached his tasks with that truly bothered the Tyranno Science Officer. He treated flesh and bone the same way Plesio treated his machines, except maybe with a little less compassion.

'''"Hello, Plesio."''' an electronic voice echoed over the main intercom.

Plesio walked to the primary command console and slid back the main panel, revealing a complex orb seated in Tarpits III's motivational control systems. A piercing red light glared back at him.

'''"Hello, Legion. What issss the ssssstatusss of the confluksssssss."''' Plesio questioned the orb.

'''"The conflux is concluded, *I* am Legion. Although, I am a bit disturbed that we would purge 28 perfectly good clones that would have been of great assistance in the upcoming war."''' The orb responded, twitching slightly in its housing.

Plesio plucked the orb out of it's seat and carried it over to a menacing but silent robotic body, shaped like a metallic velociraptor. The scientist flipped the raptor's head open and dropped the orb inside, then closed the head and locked the cover. The darkened eyes of the raptor suddenly blazed to life and it stood, stretching it's limbs.

'''"Thank you. It's nice to stretch my legs every now and again."''' The raptor spoke, it's artificial voice rang out as its jaws moved to mimic speech patterns.

'''"You don't have any legsssss."''' Plesio mused.

'''"Touche,"''' Legion responded, walking gingerly around the room on unsteady robotic legs that it hadn't used in several years, '''"So, as I was saying. Purging THAT many clones is a huge waste of resources ... not to mention there will be dead bodies rotting from here to Freeport. I saw what happened to Brachio, I assume there's been a change of plans."'''

Plesio frowned, '''"Indeed there hasssssss. Here."'''

Plesio pulled out a data card and held it to Legion's mouth. The robotic raptor opened its mouth, revealing the dataport in the back of it's throat, surrounded by metal teeth and jaws. Plesio took a moment to try to remember why he thought /THAT/ would be the best place to put Legion's dataport, but assumed he /MUST/ have done it for a good reason cause otherwise it didn't make sense to risk a limb to slide a data card between those gaping jaws.

The science officer slid the card in place and jerked his hand out just as Legion's jaws snapped shut. It's red flaring eyes began to move back and forth as it began evaluating the data on the card.

'''"Interesting biology. I can do this. It might take a few hours to properly calibrate movement and life support systems, but thankfully you chose a Theropod, so it's not terribly different than what I am used to, just a bit bigger."'''

Plesio, '''"I assumed so ... Styraco already has a batch in the genesis tanks, we should have a few up and running in a day or two."'''

Legion nodded, then stepped over to a side console and picking up a controller of some sort, '''"Care for a game of Frogger?"'''

Plesio smirked. He could use the distraction, '''"Sure."'''

Legion (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T18:37:43Z

Bossasaur: Plesio awakens Legion.

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/13
|Location=Tarpits III
|Synopsis=Plesio awakens Legion.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Plesio crept into the silent command center of Tarpits III, still plagued by the thoughts of Brachio being disassembled a mere 20 floors below him. Styraco was right to suggest that he leave. He had no stomach for the grisly work of medicine. He prefered machines, which only bled grease and oil and could always be repaired if you were willing to spend the time and resources.

It was the cold efficiency that Styraco approached his tasks with that truly bothered the Tyranno Science Officer. He treated flesh and bone the same way Plesio treated his machines, except maybe with a little less compassion.

"Hello, Plesio." an electronic voice echoed over the main intercom.

Plesio walked to the primary command console and slid back the main panel, revealing a complex orb seated in Tarpits III's motivational control systems. A piercing red light glared back at him.

"Hello, Legion. What issss the ssssstatusss of the confluksssssss." Plesio questioned the orb.

"The conflux is concluded, *I* am Legion. Although, I am a bit disturbed that we would purge 28 perfectly good clones that would have been of great assistance in the upcoming war." The orb responded, twitching slightly in its housing.

Plesio plucked the orb out of it's seat and carried it over to a menacing but silent robotic body, shaped like a metallic velociraptor. The scientist flipped the raptor's head open and dropped the orb inside, then closed the head and locked the cover. The darkened eyes of the raptor suddenly blazed to life and it stood, stretching it's limbs.

"Thank you. It's nice to stretch my legs every now and again." The raptor spoke, it's artificial rang out as its jaws moved to mimic speech patterns.

"You don't have any legsssss." Plesio mused.

"Touche," Legion responded, walking gingerly around the room on unsteady robotic legs that it hadn't used in several years, "So, as I was saying. Purging THAT many clones is a huge waste of resources ... not to mention there will be dead bodies rotting from here to Freeport. I saw what happened to Brachio, I assume there's been a change of plans."

Plesio frowned, "Indeed there hasssssss. Here."

Plesio pulled out a data card and held it to Legion's mouth. The robotic raptor opened its mouth, revealing the dataport in the back of it's throat, surrounded by metal teeth and jaws. Plesio took a moment to try to remember why he thought /THAT/ would be the best place to put Legion's dataport, but assumed he /MUST/ have done it for a good reason cause otherwise it didn't make sense to risk a limb to slide a data card between those gaping jaws.

The science officer slid the card in place and jerked his hand out just as Legion's jaws snapped shut. It's red flaring eyes began to move back and forth as it began evaluating the data on the card.

"Interesting biology. I can do this. It might take a few hours to properly calibrate movement and life support systems, but thankfully you chose a Theropod, so it's not terribly different than what I am used to, just a bit bigger."

Plesio, "I assumed so ... Styraco already has a batch in the genesis tanks, we should have a few up and running in a day or two."

Legion nodded, then stepped over to a side console and picking up a controller of some sort, "Care for a game of Frogger?"

Plesio smirked. He could use the distraction, "Sure."

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T15:01:33Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

'''"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please."''' Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, '''"Plesio?"'''

Plesio stammered, '''"But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."'''

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, '''"This"''' He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, '''"is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."'''

Plesio shook his serpentine head, '''"No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."'''

Styrco nodded, '''"Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."'''

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, '''"How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."'''

'''"No ...,"''' Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, '''"We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."'''

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, '''"Pleasssssse don't .."'''

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, '''"Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."'''

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

'''"This is as far as I go, you two!"''' the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, '''"Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."'''

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

'''"HAH!"''' Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

'''"AGAIN!"''' Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, '''"OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"'''

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, '''"You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."'''

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T14:59:35Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=AwftF
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

'''"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please."''' Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, '''"Plesio?"'''

Plesio stammered, '''"But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."'''

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, '''"This"''' He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, '''"is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."'''

Plesio shook his serpentine head, '''"No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."'''

Styrco nodded, '''"Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."'''

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, '''"How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."'''

'''"No ...,"''' Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, '''"We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."'''

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, '''"Pleasssssse don't .."'''

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, '''"Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."'''

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

'''"This is as far as I go, you two!"''' the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, '''"Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."'''

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

'''"HAH!"''' Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

'''"AGAIN!"''' Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, '''"OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"'''

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, '''"You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."'''

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T14:59:04Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=AWftF
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

'''"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please."''' Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, '''"Plesio?"'''

Plesio stammered, '''"But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."'''

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, '''"This"''' He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, '''"is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."'''

Plesio shook his serpentine head, '''"No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."'''

Styrco nodded, '''"Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."'''

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, '''"How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."'''

'''"No ...,"''' Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, '''"We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."'''

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, '''"Pleasssssse don't .."'''

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, '''"Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."'''

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

'''"This is as far as I go, you two!"''' the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, '''"Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."'''

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

'''"HAH!"''' Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

'''"AGAIN!"''' Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, '''"OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"'''

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, '''"You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."'''

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T14:56:07Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the future
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

'''"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please."''' Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, '''"Plesio?"'''

Plesio stammered, '''"But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."'''

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, '''"This"''' He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, '''"is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."'''

Plesio shook his serpentine head, '''"No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."'''

Styrco nodded, '''"Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."'''

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, '''"How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."'''

'''"No ...,"''' Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, '''"We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."'''

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, '''"Pleasssssse don't .."'''

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, '''"Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."'''

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

'''"This is as far as I go, you two!"''' the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, '''"Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."'''

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

'''"HAH!"''' Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

'''"AGAIN!"''' Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, '''"OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"'''

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, '''"You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."'''

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T14:45:28Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

'''"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please."''' Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, '''"Plesio?"'''

Plesio stammered, '''"But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."'''

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, '''"This"''' He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, '''"is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."'''

Plesio shook his serpentine head, '''"No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."'''

Styrco nodded, '''"Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."'''

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, '''"How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."'''

'''"No ...,"''' Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, '''"We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."'''

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, '''"Pleasssssse don't .."'''

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, '''"Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."'''

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

'''"This is as far as I go, you two!"''' the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, '''"Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."'''

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

'''"HAH!"''' Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

'''"AGAIN!"''' Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, '''"OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"'''

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, '''"You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."'''

The Aftermath (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-14T14:42:18Z

Bossasaur: The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Various
|Synopsis=The Tyranno's react to the death of Brachio
|Thanks=Allo, Serori & Kakarot
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
}}
Genghis Rex's private quarters were completely dark, save for the soft glow of the computer monitor highlighting the contours of his savage visage. He reviewed the battle footage for the fifteenth time and while the reality of Brachio's death was right in front of him, it still seemed to exist within dreamlike haze in the back of his mind.

The normally determined Tyrannosaur slumped in his chair, appearing ghostlike in the flickering light. His eyes were narrow and bloodshot with emotion. He'd never felt this way before ... he was weary, tired, and for the first time in his life, felt /DEFEATED/.

Sure, he'd lost before, but not like this ... loss had always been temporary for him. A minor setback. Something to learn and grow from ... but this ... this was death. Brachio was dead. His friend and colleague for nearly 3 decades was gone forever. Genghis Rex's protector ... the one who often protected him from himself.

The tired Tyrannosaur lowered his head on the desk and closed his eyes, rubbing the scorch marks on the back of his head, sending tiny trickles of pain down his neck.

A parting gift from an old friend.

--------------------

Styraco stood quietly in his darkened lab examining the massive body laid out in front of him. His beak drawn into a permanent frown and his expressionless beady eyes searching out what they could before the cutting began.

"Plesio, scalpel and rib spreader please." Styraco instructed.

Plesio didn't respond. He just stood there, staring wide eyed at the corpse.

Styraco turned to look at the Tyranno Science Officer, "Plesio?"

Plesio stammered, "But ... he'ssss ... he'sssss our friend ..."

Styraco turned to face Plesio, speaking in an even, emotionless tone, "This" He started, giving the body a sickeningly wet sounding smack, "is NOT our friend. This is cold dead flesh. This is no more Brachio than the fish you had for dinner."

Plesio shook his serpentine head, "No, Ssssstyraco ... I can't do thissss ..."

Styrco nodded, "Brachio is gone, Plesio, but he can still serve a purpose."

Plesio looked away, staring at the ground, "How? You're not ssssugessssting that we reanimate him ..."

"No ...," Styraco cocked his head at the suggestion, plucking his own tools off the tray, "We can learn from the damage to the body and hopefully Brachio's sacrifice will tell us something about the enemy. He can still fight for us ... just in a different way."

Plesio swallowed hard and hissed, "Pleasssssse don't .."

Styraco, not overly familiar with emotional attachment, took in his grief stricken comrade's form and patted him on the shoulder, as he'd seen others do in shows of condolence, "Go check on Legion and see how the conflux is coming along. I'll take care of this myself."

Plesio nodded to the floor and slowly made his way out.

Styraco waited until Plesio left, then shook his head and turned to start his grisly task.

--------------------

The Triceracop transport set down outside Freeport Station.

"This is as far as I go, you two!" the Tric driver said as he turned to look to Roman and Tricero.

Tricero nodded curtly to the younger Officer, still wondering /WHY/ he'd given his ship to Ankylo and if he was actually going to get it back.

Roman hadn't spoken during the ride back and, unfortunately, the surly Triceratops wasn't the best company when it came to trying to comfort the bereaved. He did his best, but couldn't find any words of encouragement that wouldn't sound patronizing.

The rain that had rolled in was now drenching the two dinosaurs as they walked down the ramp of the transport. It all reminded Tricero of a scene from one of the old Noir novels he was so fond of.

As the transport pulled away, Tricero said, "Come on kid, I'll take care of the paperwork for ya. Let's get you checked out and then I'll get you a ride home ..."

Roman met Tricero's gaze with a blank, emotionless stare. The protofeather mane that trailed down his neck had become soaked and matted from the rain, sweeping across the sauropod's face and neck in a way that reminded Tricero of the wet hair of long haired humans.

He said nothing, merely extending his hand to Tricero. The former T-Cop took Roman's hand and felt something press into his palm. Roman nodded then walked past Tricero and down the sidewalk, without saying a word.

Tricero glanced to his hand and opened it, inside he found exactly what he thought he'd find: Roman's Triceracop Badge. One last look to the young Brachiosaur was rewarded with the sight of Roman pinning Brachio's Tyranno badge to his own chest, then disappearing around the corner.

Tricero sighed, closing his hand around the discarded badge, lowering his head and allowing the rain to pour over him.

--------------------

Tarpits II hung in the sky over the Serpent's Spine , it's gigantic saurian form, obscured by the fierce storm that was raging outside. The huge mobile battle station once served as the Tyranno flagship during their Earth incursion and was still a mighty construct, even if it had been decommissioned years ago.

Having long been commanded by Genghis Rex, the monstrous metal behemoth now served as Princess Dei's headquarters: a floating death machine whose destructive power could only be matched by Rex's more modern Tarpits III.

"HAH!" Dei shrieked, her feathers rising with excitement as she watched Brachio break across Kakarot's knee over and over again.

Ceasar matched her shout of triumph with a high pitched squeal of his own.

"AGAIN!" Dei hissed, her eyes crazed and wide with excitement.

Ceasar nodded, rewinding the horrifying scene for her to watch again.

Dei raised her claws and mimicked Kakarots' movements as he once again broke Brachio's spine across his knee, breaking an invisible body across her own, "OH YES You magnificent beast! You didn't kill my brother, but you might as well have!"

Her chest heaved deeply as she looked over Kakarot's frozen face, running her claws through it, then darting her head down to the diminutive Caesar, who's multicolored eyes floated around in his head as he chewed absently on one of his feathers.

Her demeanor hovered somewhere between frenzy and disgust as she looked over the Compsognathus' emaciated body, "You smell, Ceasar. Go draw a bath ... I will join you momentarily ..."

You'd Better Be There! (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-12T05:43:59Z

Bossasaur:

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Tyranno Citadel - Gymnasium
|Synopsis=Brachio and his brother Roman have a brotherly chat.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Reptilon - 4/12/2015 - 6:50 am

Brachio had been at it for over 4 hours. Having isolated himself in the Tyranno gym and pushing himself like her were still an adolescent in training. His muscles ached and burned and his skin was slick with a cooling gel that Reptilonians (who could not sweat) in the athletic community used to prevent "the pants."

He'd already gotten a pretty good pump from the free weights and now he was squeezing in his cardio and power by working with the heavy bag. It wasn't going as well as he'd have liked. Being one of the most successful athletes in Reptilonian history, Brachio held several world records for weightlifting, endurance, and raw physical power. However, right now, he wasn't even coming close to matching his potential.

The hulking Sauropod slammed his fist into the heavy bag, then turned a scowl to the digital readout attached to it. "13" flashed on the screen. It was a far cry from the 26 TON record he'd set a decade ago. Was his age catching up to him? Maybe too many 'soft' years making movies and working for Rex and the Tyrannos.

A presence crept into his awareness from behind, "S'up Roman?"

The tall Triceracop stepped into his brother's field of vision, "Never could sneak up on you."

Brachio remained focused on the heavy bag, rubbing his heavily taped fists together, "Not many can. What brings the Triceracops to my gym?"

Roman stepped behind the heavy bag and leaned his shoulder into it, bracing it, "I left the badge at home. I wanted to talk to my brother, not the Tyranno bruiser."

Brachio threw another punch at the bag, this time with his left fist. The wallop pushed Roman back several feet, but he held his ground, "Good, cause I don't talk to cops."

"13.78 Tons" flashed on the screen.

"How's mum?" Brachio asked, as he looked over the readout with a frown.

"She misses you." Roman responded.

"Give her my best." Brachio quipped before driving his right fist into the bag again.

This time the force of the punch rocked Roman away from the bag and nearly took him off his feet. He shook off the blow, then stepped back to the swaying bag, steadying it, "What's your problem with cops?"

"16.28 tons"

"No problem with cops" Brachio locked eyes with his little brother, "Problem is YOU bein' a cop. I didn't work as hard as I did to build a career for you, to have you walk away from it."

Roman frowned, "You walked away first."

Brachio drove his left fist into the bag, pushing it backwards and sending Roman stumbling backwards with an audible 'OOF!'

"Did all I could do as a gladiator. Set you up good. Set you up for life." Brachio muttered, eying the readout, "Thought you'd turn out better than Brontothunder, at least ..."

"18.56 Tons"

Roman rubbed his shoulder, "MacMahonadon did what he could. He'd have made a place for me no matter what. It was the fans, man. The fans didn't want Brachio's little brother. They wanted Brachio, and he was off making movies and joining a revolution."

Brachio leveled a steely look at Roman, "Step back."

Roman stepped to the side as Brachio reeled back to throw another blow, "I didn't need the money, Brachio. I needed a purpose ... a purpose for me, not one my brother gave me ..."

Brachio snarled and hurled his right fist; as his taped nuckles met the leather there was a deafening WHOOM as the strike echoed through the empty gym. The chain on the heavy bag snapped and flew across the room, sliding to a rest 50 feet from its attacker, "Ungrateful as ever. There's the Roman I know!"

"ERROR - RECALIBRATING - ERROR - UNKNOWN ERROR"

"Mum's proud of me. Proud of you too. You should go see her." Roman said unmoved by the incredible show of force.

"I bought her a house. I set her up for life. That should be enough." Brachio muttered callously.

"She thought you were dead for almost 4 years. I thought you were dead. The whole damn world thought you were dead ... I saw her through it, Brachio. I helped keep her strong. You need to go see her. She needs to see you."

Brachio rubbed his fist and stared at the ground, his face a stone-like mask of indifference, "Fine. I'll go see her tomorrow. Ask her to make my favorite, ok?"

Roman shook his head, then slapped his hand on Brachio's back "Mashed potatoes it is! You'd better be there!"

You'd Better Be There! (Genghis Rex)

2015-04-12T05:27:07Z

Bossasaur: Brachio and his brother Roman have a brotherly chat.

{{Cutscene Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/12
|Location=Reptilon - Tyranno Citadel - Gymnasium
|Synopsis=Brachio and his brother Roman have a brotherly chat.
|Thanks=Serori
|Cast of Characters=114
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
}}
Reptilon - 4/12/2015 - 6:50 am

Brachio had been at it for over 4 hours. Having isolated himself in the Tyranno gym and pushing himself like her were still an adolescent in training. His muscles ached and burned and his skin was slick with a cooling gel that Reptilonians (who could not sweat) in the athletic community used to prevent "the pants."

He'd already gotten a pretty good pump from the free weights and now he was squeezing in his cardio and power by working with the heavy bag. It wasn't going as well as he'd have liked. Being one of the most successful athletes in Reptilonian history, Brachio held several world records for weightlifting, endurance, and raw physical power. However, right now, he wasn't even coming close to matching his potential.

The hulking Sauropod slammed his fist into the heavy bag, then turned a scowl to the digital readout attached to it. "13" flashed on the screen. It was a far cry from the 26 TON record he'd set a decade ago. Was his age catching up to him? Maybe too many 'soft' years making movies and working for Rex and the Tyrannos.

A presence crept into his awareness from behind, "S'up Roman?"

The tall Triceracop stepped into his brother's field of vision, "Never could sneak up on you."

Brachio remained focused on the heavy bag, rubbing his heavily taped fists together, "Not many can. What brings the Triceracops to my gym?"

Roman stepped behind the heavy bag and leaned his shoulder into it, bracing it, "I left the badge at home. I wanted to talk to my brother, not the Tyranno bruiser."

Brachio threw another punch at the bag, this time with his left fist. The wallop pushed Roman back several feet, but he held his ground, "Good, cause I don't talk to cops."

"13.78 Tons" flashed on the screen.

"How's mum?" Brachio asked, as he looked over the readout with a frown.

"She misses you." Roman responded.

"Give her my best." Brachio quipped before driving his right fist into the bag again.

This time the force of the punch rocked Roman away from the bag and nearly took him off his feet. He shook off the blow, then stepped back to the swaying bag, steadying it, "WHat's your problem with cops?"

"16.28 tons"

"No problem with cops" Brachio locked eyes with his little brother, "Problem is YOU bein' a cop. I didn't work as hard as I did to build a career for you, to have you walk away from it."

Roman frowned, "You walked away first."

Brachio drove his left fist into the bag, pushing it backwards and sending Roman stumbling backwards with an audible 'OOF!'

"Did all I could do as a gladiator. Set you up good. Set you up for life." Brachio muttered, eying the readout, "Thought you'd turn out better than Brontothunder, at least ..."

"18.56 Tons"

Roman rubbed his shoulder, "MacMahonadon did what he could. He'd have made a place for me no matter what. It was the fans, man. The fans didn't want Brachio's little brother. They wanted Brachio, and he was off making movies and joining a revolution."

Brachio leveled a steely look at Roman, "Step back."

Roman stepped to the side as Brachio reeled back to throw another blow, "I didn't need the money, Brachio. I needed a purpose ... a purpose for me, not one my brother gave me ..."

Brachio snarled and hurled his right fist; as his taped nuckles met the leather there was a deafening WHOOM as the strike echoed through the empty gym. The chain on the heavy bag snapped and flew across the room, sliding to a rest 50 feet from its attacker, "Ungrateful as ever. There's the Roman I know!"

"ERROR - RECALIBRATING - ERROR - UNKNOWN ERROR"

"Mum's proud of me. Proud of you too. You should go see her." Roman said unmoved by the incredible show of force.

"I bought her a house. I set her up for life. That should be enough." Brachio muttered callously.

"She thought you were dead for almost 4 years. I thought you were dead. The whole damn world thought you were dead ... I saw her through it, Brachio. I helped keep her strong. You need to go see her. She needs to see you."

Brachio rubbed his fist and stared at the ground, his face a stone-like mask of indifference, "Fine. I'll go see her tomorrow. Ask her to make my favorite, ok?"

Roman shook his head, then slapped his hand on Brachio's back "Mashed potatoes it is! You'd better be there!"

1993/Flying Underwear

2015-04-10T02:41:44Z

Bossasaur: Tesla works with the Tyrannos regarding their Saiyan problems.

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/04/09
|Location=The Citadel - Dark Holds
|Synopsis=Tesla works with the Tyrannos regarding their Saiyan problems.
|Thanks=Tesla
|Cast of Characters=114, 368
|Tinyplot=A Wish for the Future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Plesio enters the confederate research lab, flanked by a cranky looking Styraco and followed by Genghis Rex and Brachio. Oddly missing is his regular sidekick, Ankylo, who is no doubt running interference on Reptilon or guarding their ships. "Do not waste my time, Plesio. Should anyone find out that I am off-planet as it is, they will start hurling accusations of abandonment and cowardice." Rex remarks "Oh, you won't have to be here long, Reksssss. The problem issss that we are running out of optionssss with what we have to work with on Reptilon. Commander Armadia has offered her ssssserevicessss to help us expedite our preparationssss for the battle that we already know is coming. We may have eckssssaussssted our own technological limits, but we have barely seen the tip of the issssseberg with the sssssheer diverssssssity of the Confederassssssy'ssssss bessssst and brightesssssst." Plesio hisses reassuringly Brachio chews on a fern sandwich, looking completely unimpressed with everyone and everything. Styraco offers a curt nod to Tesla, his face twisted into a bit of a scowl, which is difficult to do for a ceratopsian, but he's pulling it off anyway. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' "Besides, your fellows already made arrangements to make sure I'm here and this goes quickly." As she was already standing in the lab waiting for them Tesla chips into the conversation almost immeadiately. She adjusts her glasses with one hand and moves on. "And I have an inkling of a suspicion of what this is going to be related to, anyways." She returns Styraco's nod, and offers to the other scientist "The raptor mutants we brought back are in containment. Other than behavoir monitoring and trying to gauge how much sentience they have remaining or not we haven't done any testing yet. I figure you'd want to have a hand in that." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Styraco shakes his head, "I'll take a look at them, but I wouldn't expect much out of them. That lab has been shut down for well over 3 decades, the only thing swirling around in their heads is liquid. Dr Blackhorne was not known for his care of raw materials ... unless, of course, one of his colleagues was keeping the lab in working order for his or her own purposes." Plesio glances over Tesla looking slightly perturbed, "Oh? And what DID I have in mind, Commander?" Brachio snorts, "You wanna fly like those mammals do. That's why you brought all of the floaties." pointing to a bag slung over the Plesiosaur's shoulder Plesio cranes his neck up at the unexpected comment. Rex folds his arms, "Really? THAT'S what this is about? I've seen Serori and Raditz crash through concrete! You're not suggesting I subject myself to that?" Plesio waffles a bit, "Well ... umm, you wanted to be able to go toe to toe with a Saiyan ..." Plesio turns a pleading look to Tesla. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia gives an amused sort of chuckle at the exchanges. "Yes, that. You're one of the two main leaders of Reptilon, Rex. It's inevitable that Kakarot comes after you, regardless of how the 'truce' pans out. And if there is one advantage a Saiyan has is his ability to fly, which outside of a ship only one member of your team posesses. It's all fairly logical, really." She then waves a hand vagely at Plesio. "No need to put the bag down, I can 'see' it from here. Technopath, remember?" That eerie lumination that comes to her eyes when she's concentrating on her powers is already flickering behind the lenses of her glasses. "Huh. A bunch of tools? I don't see how.. oh.. oh of course. Not the tools, the 'floaties' aspect, as you put it." She smirks enough for a few sharper teeth to show. "I take it my deduction was in general correct then." With that Tesla turns and walks towards one of the labs various work stations. "An interesting idea for demonstration Plesio, but anti-gravity is primarily good for lift. Those tools may be able to flit around easily, but to lift the size and body mass of a full grown Reptilonian almost all of that energy is going to be dedicated to the lift. No propulsion. It will need a secondary means of providing thrust seperate from the lift." Her tail swishes idly, considering the crashing through walls comment. "Though that may also make it more, shall we say, controllable." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Plesio steps up beside Tesla and peers over her shoulder, his serpentine head swinging in and out of her field of vision. The bag of floatie tools is dropped at his side, "Well, that'ssss ssssortof why we brought along one of our biggesssssst Tyrannosssss." Brachio blinks, "Awww hell no! I'm not gonna be your guinea pigatops! No way! No how! I'm on guard duty." Plesio hisses, "Yessss, that'ssss why Reksssss is here, sssso you can keep guarding him while we tessssst thisss out." Rex sits in a chair, propping up his feet, looking slightly amused, "You're gong to make Brachio fly? Well, THIS I MUST see!" Brachio darts his head from Plesio to Rex, "Awwww, No, Bossasaur! Come on!" Styraco nods, "Makes sense, then we could see what effects the technology will have on organic matter." Brachio sighs, "Awwww, not YOU TOO!" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia reachs over to pat Brachio's.. thigh, roughly, due to the size difference. "Think of it this way. You're guarding your leader from the potential worse fate of this not working. It shouldn't hurt." There's a pause as she turns back to the work station. "... Too much." She snaps her fingers and multiple holographic flat-screen displays spring to life around her, making it difficult to tell what is a projection of equipment and what may be generated by her own powers. Numbers and figures are already flicking across several of them. "The anti-gravity would be best positioned around the largest concentration of mass." She flicks a screen and a generalized profile silouete comes up, highlighting the torso. "So around the body, as a belt, or even better a harness. Better distribution. And could easily be placed beneath ones armor to be inconspicious. If he doesn't expect you to come flying after him, all the better." Switchs to the other side and taps another screen. "Then we could use the same kinetic projectors I use for my armor roll as propulsion. Back of the body for general propulsion.. and say the lower legs as a steering mechanism. This leaves the hands and arms free for the actual fighting." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Brachio puts his hands on his hips, "You're gonna give me flying underwear? Cause if ya' do, I wanna smash through building like that Supermammal guy! That'll serve old spikey head right when I drive him 30 feet below ground!" Plesio glances over the readouts, "Creating an antigravity bubble around him could alssssso provide protection, no?" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia glances over her shoulder a moment at Brachio. "Now you're getting into the spirit of it." Then back to the others and the display, rubbing her chin with one hand. "That.. actually is not something I had considered, Plesio. A good idea, though. It won't stop any attacks, but momentum and kinetic force are both relative to gravity." Fingers tap across one of the screens, changing some of the perameters. "So it could have a slowing effect on impacts and cause some diffusion in energy based attacks. Not full stopage but definately an additional layer of protection. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Brachio takes a huge bite from his sandwich and crouches down, lowing his serpentine neck so he's eye level with Tesla, "So, ifin' you're gonna give me a brand new pair of skivvies, whacha need me to do?" Plesio hisses, "I suppose you need to get rid of the old sssskivviesss first." Brachio smirks, "I figured that much out already, wierdo." Brachio flexes, "You need measurements, that kinda stuff? I'm the biggest I've ever been!" Rex moans, "We KNOW!" Brachio barks, "Hey! I ain't fat! This is how a sauropod body looks! Damn theropods and your skinny ass legs. Things are like toothpicks!" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia just rolls her eyes at the exchange going on behind her. The interactions between the Tyrannos were amusing, but at the same time, really made her glad that she only gave self-awareness to certain creations. "Measurements are fine. You're not sensative to motion sickness, hopefully." She makes a few gestures, starting to construct an actual layout after combining several of the holo-screens into one full sized display. "I should be able to assemble a test model with my technopathy, and if that works as expected construct an actual self contained rig. Won't take too long since we're using pre-established technologies." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Brachio cocks his head, "Motion sickness? Lady, I don't GET motion sickness, I CAUSE it! Heh heh" Styraco pulls out a scanner and a light washes over Brachio, "Weight: 4.623 tons, thigh circumference: 6.234 feet on the right, 6.387 left, waist: 16.456 feet, Abdomen ... " "Hey! I've been wearing 15.5's since I was a teenager!" Bracio protests. "Then your pants are too small. Abdomen: 22 feet in circumference exactly." Rex chides, "Bit of an overhang, there, big guy." Brachio growls, "Shut up! You get this big dining exclusively on plants!" Rex chuckles. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia stifles a bit of a snicker herself, if only because she's trying to focus on the work at hand. "Brachio needs a lot of weight to throw around in a fight, I wouldn't hold that against him." After a few moments of working she turns and opens Plesio's bag. "Good thing you brought these after all though, I can make uses of them." She rummages several out of the bag, holding them in her hands. The irradiant glow in her eyes gets brighter, reflecting off the lenses of her glasses. A moment later the tools she's holding break apart, seeming to dismantle themselves somehow. Then she takes the multiple anti-grav devices and combines them together in a few larger ones. "That should do it." Setting those aside on the station she walks past the Tyrannos and opens a supply closet. Digs around a bit, and pulls out a rather large harness. "Fiber carbon material, very durable yet light. Good thing I keep a few handy in case I need it for airdropping Shardcore without a deployment pod." She fiddles with adjusting the side as she walks back, then works on attaching the anti-grav units to the harness. Several minutes pass before she finally tosses the harness to Brachio. "Put that on and we can see how it works. Use one of the side stalls if you want a bit of modesty." Meanwhile Tesla sets about making the maneuvering thrusters, which they can just strap around Brachio's ankles (or approximate equivilent) for now. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks, "Modesty she says, about Brachio. You're going to be waiting a LONG time for THAT." Brachio hrumphs, snatching the harness and stepping into one of the stalls. The sound of buckles clinking and clothing being pulled off, the occasional flash of a snaky head or writhing tail and the occasional grunt of discomfort before Brachio reappears, waddling a little. He gives the front a not so discreet tug downwards, "Rides up in the front a little ..." Styraco says, "Nonsense, you'll just have to become accustomed to it." Brachio growls, "Well if this thing flies off with my tail ... or something else, I'll take it out YER hide Mr Spikeface!" Styraco pfts, "That's Dr Spikeface to you ..." Plesio grins excitedly at Tesla, "This issssss gonna be cool!" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' "Well that is the size you said you were," Tesla replies with a hint of a smirk. "It's only to test, anyways." Once he waddles over Tesla wraps the thrusters around his ankles. "The harness will give you the anti-gravity lift, the thrusters are for propulsion. So you'll have to steer with your legs, for the most part. Leaves your arms open for attacking with." She takes a few steps backwards after she's done. "Ready?" Not that she waits for an answer before giving the signal to activate the flight rig. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Brachio was, in fact, NOT ready. He blinks as his right leg pivots up like he's going into a sumo stance, but it doesn't stop. It continues climbing while his left leg follows the momentum of the right. With the anti-gravity activated, he doesn't fall over, instead he floats in mid air and begins to spin, sideways, like a giant saurian pinwheel and he's picking up speed. Rex winces as Brachio's head slaps against the ground, over and over again Brachio yells, "HELP!" *THWAP* "TURN" *THWAP* "IT" *THWAP* "OFF!" Plesio grimaces, while Styraco's face draws into a beaky wince. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia watchs in an utter flat expression as Braicho flails about with the jets. "Prehaps it would be best to just stick to having the maneuvering thrusters on the back. Tch. Honestly I have no idea how Stark does that with his limbs." She shrugs, and turns off the thrusters. But leaves the anti-gravity field running for the moment as she turns back to her work station. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Brachio stops spinning and rights himself, "Naw, gotta push it. Can't fight him unless I can do what he can do. Let's figure it out, while we still got time! Turn em back on!" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' "As you wish." Tesla reactivates it, then tosses the on-off remote to Plesio. "Keep an eye on him. I'm going to make a few modifications in the design now that we know how it actually reacts with Reptilian body mass. Your differences in physiology," she nods a bit towards where Rex is sitting, "is going to require adjustments to the base design perameters." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Plesio begins working with Brachio while Tesla makes minor modifications to the flight rig. It's not easy going, Brachio ends up on his head several times and one all of the other Tyrannos' heads at least once. He is admonished loudly when he crashes into Rex, after the Tyranno leader had dozed off in his chair. Time passes, it seems like hours, but Brachio steadily improves as he better understands how the rig works and Tesla tweaks it to be better managed by him. It's rough going and even after this amount of time, he's not nearly as steady as Tony Stark, but he is steady and can seem to do what he wants in the air at will, even if it lacks any particular grace. https://youtu.be/SPFCHuEegsk However, if he's able to practice, there's no reason why this massive Sauropod won't master this new technology. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' And while everyone is watching the hours worth of practice and fine tuning compressed into one rapid fire montage of scenes, Tesla finesses the design to the point that she can manufacture a fully functional model rather than one slapped together by her own technopathic modifications. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' When it's all said and done, the 4 Tyrannos stand ready to leave. Rex, for all of his chides and pokes at the whole process takes on a particularly serious tone as he addresses Tesla. "I cannot thank you enough, Commander. You may have given us a fighting chance." "You mammals never cease to amaze me ..." There is something in his voice that's not usually present, a crack in his confidence, maybe - whatever it is, this sort of sounds like something that is sincere, in a final sort of way. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Tesla Armadia smiles a bit, knowing how hard it is for Rex or any of his kin to admit to being helped by a mammal. Even one that has made good effort with the group before. It's as much a cultural thing for them as it is personal. To which she gives a semi-formal bow of her head. "It was my pleasure. The least I could do when my own work has kept me away from aiding you and your planet more regularly." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex bows his head in return, "Till we meet again ... and if it's in hell, don't worry too much. I'll be running the place by the time you get there." He smiles slyly and exits with his entourage. 

}}

1848/Open Invite

2015-03-22T20:37:03Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/03/22
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Allo and Genghis Rex have a pow wow.
|Thanks=Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno Citadel is a massive fortress carved in the side of a mountain. It has served as the Tyranno capital for as long as anyone can remember, progressing through the years as a simple system of caves, to a more modern blend of stone and metal. As Allo walks along the metal plated floor, a trail of lights point him in the direction he must go. Tyranno soldiers glare at him as he walks by, fingering their weapons and sneering, daring him to step off his path. Allo does not realize that Rex has made very specific orders those still loyal to him. Allo is not to be accosted under any circumstances. Unfortunately, at this time, it's not entirely clear to anyone, who is and is not loyal to the Tyranno Commander. Allo will eventually find himself outside Rex's personal quarters. Upon entering he will see Rex, sitting at a desk, reviewing some sort of form, his claws up to his temples and looking a bit exasperated as he reads it over. His desk is buried under stacks upon stacks of paperwork and Rex's eyes are bulging. Ankylo hovers nearby balancing a stack of folders, full of papers in his arms, '''"I have another stack of papers for you to review, Bossasaur."''' Rex doesn't notice Allo at first, grabbing up the paper in front of him, '''"Ankylo, this is ANOTHER Requisition! Take it to your father! Have him deal with it! I have a war to plan!"''' Ankylo shakes his head, '''"Dad said that if you want to be king, then you need to start acting like one. Dealing with paperwork is a big part of running a planet. SNORT SNORT!"''' Rex crumbles up the piece of paper and stuffs it into one of Ankylo's huge nostrils, causing the rotund Dinosaur to fall over, sending papers in all directions, '''"TAKE ALL OF THIS TO YOU FATHER OR I'LL SHOVE THEM ONE BY ONE UP YOUR ...."''' Rex Notices Allo and suddenly looks embarrassed, '''"err ... ummm ... Allo, umm, didn't expect you here ... so soon ..."''' '''"ANKYLO! CLEAN UP THIS MESS! We have a ... guest!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If any Tyrannos are hoping for a chance to use their weapons, they're going to be very disappointed. As much as Allo doesn't like the idea of being here, invited or not, the Dinosaucer commander maintains his usual stoic composure while traversing the trail of lights. He was going to be polite enough to knock, but the door flicks open just as he's reaching to it. So much for being polite. He at least doesn't interrupt, just crossing his arms while waiting for Rex and Ankylo to stop squabbling like an old married couple. With maybe a slight bit of amusement. It would be more amusing if it wasn't a situation he was way too familiar with. '''"The sooner I came, the sooner we can finish whatever it is you need me for."''' He at least steps around Ankylo scrabbling about of the floor to get the papers instead of on him like some of his comrades would, even if it is quite a step to get past the almost entirely round Tyranno. '''"If I had known you had this much paperwork Rex, we might of skipped the dimensional shifter. This is torture enough."''' Allo's typical neutral tone makes it difficult to tell if he's joking, or trying to be sympathetic, or maybe a bit of both columns. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks at Allo, '''"Stop, there for a moment ..."''' Rex presses a button under his desk and a trap door flips open, just in front of Allo's feet. Rex smirks and tilts his desk upwards and all of the stacks of paperwork slides forward and fall into the pit, which dutifully snaps shut. '''"Beaurocrats and politicians presume to dictate what I do with my free time. Never a wise move. When this whole Saiyan issue is settled, they will be educated in a new way of doing things ..."''' Rex flops down in his chair and props his feet up on the desk. '''"Ankylo! Get our guest a seat, and bring the good ale!!"''' Ankylo rushes to a wheeled chair and pushes it in front of Rex's desk, the outline of the trap door clearly under the chair, then runs across the room and hurries back with an expensive looking tray of various wines, ales and wine glasses, setting them gingerly on Rex's desk. '''"Anything else, your imperial scaliness?"''' Rex shakes his head, '''"Nothing now. I'll call for you if I need you."''' Ankylo nods and hurries out of the room, Rex gestures to the chair, '''"Please, make yourself comfortable."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances down at the trap door just past his toes as the papers disappear into the depths. '''"I'd suggest getting a shredder. Harder to put tiny strips of paper back together and get the information off of them... Thank you, Ankylo."''' Though after taking the chair from him Allo does move it to the side a bit before sitting down. Not going to sit directly over a trap, even if they are currently suppose to be at a truce for the greater good of their planet. He wouldn't put it past Rex to open the hatch just for 'old time's sake'. A short, somewhat awkward silence follows. You can't really start idle conversation easily when you're sitting across from your polar opposite and in most cases advisory. '''"You called for me, Rex. Only proper to let you start things off."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's gaze softens a bit, '''"Don't be so cold Allo. You don't wear it well. I didn't invite you here to drop you down a hole."''' He slides the tray of drinks a peruses the bottles a moment before pulling out a large fancy looking clear bottle filled with a caramel colored liquid. He wiped the bottle down with a towel, clearing off several years worth of dust. Allo recognizes the drink as a very potent Tyranno whiskey, but most specifically, he notices the date on it is the Reptilonian equivalent of November 1974 - famously Rex's hatch-date, which was turned into a national holiday by his parents. Rex, plucks some ice from a bucket on the platter, drops into two glasses, then pours the whiskey into both, sliding one toward Allo, then holds his own glass up to his eye, examining it, '''"I hated you, Allo. Hated you for a very long time after I went away. Had I seen you in the months that followed, I might have struck you down where you stood, without a word or a chide for old times sake."''' Rex sips from his glass, '''"But I was wrong. Wrong to hate you, wrong to do what I did. In truth, I missed you. I missed you as much as I missed this world."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances back at the trapdoor for a moment as it's mentioned one more time. '''"Call it an old habit of being cautious."''' Turning back to Rex, he learned forward to take the glass off the desk. Not really one to be indulgent, but it would be rude to refute the offer. Especially after seeing the label. It's not something Rex would just take out on a whim. With glass in hand Allo sat back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of sorts. '''"You want the honest truth, Rex? The plan with the dimensional shift was to some extent to -save- you."''' Quickly he held up the free hand to keep down an outburst until he has a chance to explain. '''"When we came back to Reptilon after Earth you were gaining a considerable amount of force behind you in a very short time. There were goverment officials almost willing to go back to the old ways of war just to get a shot at cutting you down before the Tyranno Empire regained too much moment."''' Brief, somewhat stilted pause. '''"Especially after my aunt and uncle... were gone."''' With that out of the way Allo does finally take a sip from the glass as he sits back in the chair again. '''"You've been a thorn in my side and a pain in my tail for a long time, Rex. But I've never particularly wanted you -dead-. Send you and your loyal cadre somewhere you'd be out of our scales for a while, sure. But at least you'd survive. As you did."''' A shake of the head. '''"Of course, then I ended up having to deal with your sister instead..."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex places his drink on the desk an absently turns it as he speaks, '''"Not as pleasant as I am, is she? I heard how she held up my apparent death as a rallying cry. I suppose I was never much use to her in life, might as well be useful in death."''' As he speaks, there is a sadness in Rex's voice that Allo's only heard once before, when he tried to convince Teryx to come back to him all those many years ago on earth. The Tyranno shakes it off, '''"Ahh yes. Just like your aunt and uncle, always trying to teach lessons and save everyone from themselves ..."''' Rex examines his own reflection in the glass, '''"Maybe you did save me. I'm certainly not the same saur I was when I left here."''' He tries to lighten the mood, '''"I mean look at all the silly mammals that I call allies now. Could you ever imagine that of the Genghis Rex you knew back in our youth?"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' '''"It's no secret the Tyranno Empire would prefer a male leader. No one expected her to be able to actually pull control under her, even if it was pretending to do so in your name."''' Though after the brief saddened note in Rex's voice, Allo lets that part of the topic slide off the table so to speak. He can only imagine the family tensions going on there. At least Allo only has to sometimes deal with a nephew that has more intention to do good than he does common sense in his overly hard skull. Tyranno family relations are an entirely different matter. '''"No, I can honestly say that isn't something I would of expected."''' Allo took another short sip from the glass. It really was good ale, if a little stronger than what he'd normally prefer. '''"But I'm glad you came back when you did, and that you brought them with you. Even if it wasn't for the best of situations."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno King runs a claw along the edge of his glass, seemingly searching it for the right wording, '''"That situation will be resolved one way or another."''' Rex swallows hard, it's as if Allo can see the proud Tyranno choking down a large bite of his own ego, '''"I guess it's why I brought you here. Why you and your Dinosaucers will walk these halls, at least for now, as if they were loyal Tyrannos ..."''' He doesn't make eye contact with Allo, instead staring intently at his own reflection in the glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid inside, '''"I want to assure you that I will see this through. I will see this world freed from these interlopers. They will go, or they will die. There is no other choice. Not for me. I'll die if it calls for it, and it very well may."''' Rex turns his gaze to Allo, '''"Should I survive, I cannot promise what will follow. All I can do is tell you, right here, right now, what will happen with these invaders. You are my brother Allo. I will fight and die for you and I need you to ... believe in that. It's important to me, personally. There is a lot between us, there is much to get past and I hope, in time, we can work on that. I am hated and despised by many and I know there are some who will never forgive me ... but for now, I need YOU to not hate me. Save that for when this is over."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' At 'hate' there is but the faintest hint of an upward turn of the corners of Allo's mouth. '''"I would of said extremely intolerable at times, myself."''' Never let it be said that Allo doesn't have a sense of humor. He just doesn't let it show every often. But taking the occasional, somewhat playful jab at his counterpart was an oddly comfortable feeling. The conversation, and his demeanor with it, quickly shift back to the serious tone though. '''"You are right, of course. There -is- a lot between you and me. Between certain members of our respective teams... but none of that matters more than Reptilon's safety. I'm probably the last dino you need to express that to, Rex. Though the effort to do so is appreciated. It shows you're sincere. And I mean that as a compliment. Reptilon comes first, then we can sort out whatever squabbles remain afterwards."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles and downs the entirety of his glass, then stands offering his claw to Allo, '''"You honor me by saying that! We will face this threat not as Tyranno or Dinosaucer, but as Reptilonians! Together we will kick those spikey headed bastards back to the stars!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now hopefully this won't come back to bite him in the tail later. But a unified front was the only real chance they had, even with the outside help Rex had drawn to Reptilon as well. The glass of ale is finished off, then set on the desk as Allo gets up to take Rex's claws in his own. '''"If there is one thing I know I can trust you on Rex, it's this."''' At least he knows Rex wants a planet left afterwards to rule, rather than destroy simply for not agreeing with him. Okay, with that out of the way, back to important matters at hand. '''"I've got clearance to take some of our allies to see Lavadome directly. I don't need to tell you how important the super-volcano and the energy it provides is. I think seeing it for themselves is the best way to show them just how crucial it is to Reptilon's survival though."''' Momentary pause to rub his lips with the back of a claw to make sure no ale was left smeared on them. '''"As long as they continue to behave and assist us as a whole your Confederate companions are welcome as well."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex nods, '''"Most of my allies have a certain level of 'maturity' that, at times, is somewhat lacking in the company I keep. They know the importance of Lavadome. My biggest concern is not allowing Confederate or Union representatives into Lavadome, it's the fact that it sticks out like an ingrown scale in the hide of our planet.The Saiyans will target it ... I just hope our fortifications will be able to withstand their assault."''' '''"The attack will come. I have no doubt. Even those idiotic Sabreteeth targeted it the last time they soiled our planet with their presence."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' '''"Even I know this 'ceasefire' isn't going to last, as much as I had hoped otherwise."''' Allo shakes his head a little at that, but what's already come and gone can't have much done about it. '''"And yes, it's a big and extremely obvious target. Precisely why our allies need to know why it is so important, and personally seeing it will get that point across better than any amount of us explaining it. If we're lucky, they'll even have some insight for protecting it better against this threat our kind aren't as familiar with."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, '''"Sadly, I have no faith in the ceasefire. It is a stalling tactic. You already have a contingent of a dozen Gigas tanks allotted to the defense of Lavadome. I could spare another dozen or so to further fortify if you have the room. that leaves the Citadel vulnerable, ut if Lavadome falls, the Citadel will fall with it. The again, hoarding all of our most powerful weaponry around a single target only further draws our enemies interest in it."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, '''"Of course, It's your city, therefore, it's your call, Allo. I'll respect whatever decision you make."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo shakes his head, but by that point Rex has already noticed the flaw in his first suggestion and is correcting himself. Impressive in its own right. It would of been like pulling fangs just to get the old Genghis Rex to even admit he had made a flawed proposal, if even that much. '''"Let's see what our allies have to offer for insight, before we make it an even bigger target via our own means. They may have better, less obvious ideas."''' A faint snort is made at 'your city'. Never been comfortable with that notion, but Allo was never comfortable with his position in general. Yet life was again putting him in a spot where he has no choice but to fufill it, personal issues aside. '''"It's -Reptilon's- City. Regardless of which side is purportedly in control of it."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods in agreement with Allo, '''"As I'm sure you remember from the infuriating Mammals you used to call your friends, these offworlders will surprise you with their creativity."''' '''"I should show you what we did just by collecting their discarded technological devices in the building of Tarpits III. It can do things I never thought possible. Wait until you see the Warp Gates and the Transformers and the Star Destroyers! They can't really destroy stars, but they are really incredible!"''' '''"WOuld you believe *I* have a mammal friend now? An Armadillo scientist who built a fantastic machine she calls Shardcore! It's a ceratopsoid! She saved my life once after a ... ummm ... plan went a bit awry. Not because of ME mind you ... "''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, '''"I mean, my plans never fail beause of me, it's usually because someone else didn't follow instructions properly ..."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that sounds like the Genghis Rex everyone knows. Some things just really don't change. Never his fault. Granted, sometimes it -is- more the fault of the company he keeps than Rex's own shortsighted ambitions. '''"Great, another destructive ceratops. Tricero will be livid."''' Well, as much as the dour ex-cop ever shows. Maybe that was part of the joke. Allo slides the chair back over to it's previous position just over the trap door. Partially to remind himself its there. Just because Rex is playing nice doesn't mean one of the other Tyrannos won't take advantage of the moment if they got it. It's not Rex he's doubting right now, it's the potential of his sister or someone wanting to try and prove themself to her instead. '''"We can worry about better aquainting with this Multiverse afterwards."''' Though it was hard to miss the way Dimentro was eyeing Stark's robotic bodyguards. He'd probably have a field day if he got a chance to look at some of these things. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods and says jokingly, '''"Yes, we'll do fields trips later. For now, is there anything you need from me specifically?" He bends down and picks up a binder, several pages falling out of it before he can clasp it tight, "Before I return to my 'kingly duties'?"''' He rolls his eyes. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' '''"Paperwork is going to be the death of us both long before this or the civil wars are,"''' Allo replies a fair bit tongue in cheek. '''"You have an empire to get back in order so I'll leave you to that. Just keep contact lines open so we can stay on the same page. We don't know how long it will last before the ceasefire breaks apart, so best we take advantage of the time we've got."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex smirks, '''"Ahh, hold on!"''' He rifles through his desk and pulls out a familiar looking ring, and flicks it to Allo, '''"Another old trick I stole from you from the old days. If you need me, just give me a call."''' '''"Be well, Allo. I hope to see you on the other side of all of this."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo reflexively catchs the object tossed at him without stopping to look at it. Though once it's in his claws he doesn't need to look, he reconizes the size and shape of it despite how long its been. '''"Somehow I am not surprised."''' The ring is tucked away for safe keeping. '''"The same to you, Rex."''' Because gods know he's sick and tired of dealing with your questionably psychotic sister. '''"We'll get through this. If there's one thing both our sides do share, its that we're not giving up or going without a fight."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex tosses Allo a nod and a wave, then sits down, slapping the binder down in front of him. He taps a intercom switch, '''"Ankylo, please show our guest out."''' A voice chimes back, '''"You got it, Bossasaur! SNORT SNORT"''' The door opens and Ankylo waits dutifully to show Allo out of the Citadel. 

}}

1848/Open Invite

2015-03-22T20:26:07Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/03/22
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Allo and Genghis Rex have a pow wow.
|Thanks=Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno Citadel is a massive fortress carved in the side of a mountain. It has served as the Tyranno capital for as long as anyone can remember, progressing through the years as a simple system of caves, to a more modern blend of stone and metal. As Allo walks along the metal plated floor, a trail of lights point him in the direction he must go. Tyranno soldiers glare at him as he walks by, fingering their weapons and sneering, daring him to step off his path. Allo does not realize that Rex has made very specific orders those still loyal to him. Allo is not to be accosted under any circumstances. Unfortunately, at this time, it's not entirely clear to anyone, who is and is not loyal to the Tyranno Commander. Allo will eventually find himself outside Rex's personal quarters. Upon entering he will see Rex, sitting at a desk, reviewing some sort of form, his claws up to his temples and looking a bit exasperated as he reads it over. His desk is buried under stacks upon stacks of paperwork and Rex's eyes are bulging. Ankylo hovers nearby balancing a stack of folders, full of papers in his arms, '''"I have another stack of papers for you to review, Bossasaur."''' Rex doesn't notice Allo at first, grabbing up the paper in front of him, '''"Ankylo, this is ANOTHER Requisition! Take it to your father! Have him deal with it! I have a war to plan!"''' Ankylo shakes his head, '''"Dad said that if you want to be king, then you need to start acting like one. Dealing with paperwork is a big part of running a planet. SNORT SNORT!"''' Rex crumbles up the piece of paper and stuffs it into one of Ankylo's huge nostrils, causing the rotund Dinosaur to fall over, sending papers in all directions, '''"TAKE ALL OF THIS TO YOU FATHER OR I'LL SHOVE THEM ONE BY ONE UP YOUR ...."''' Rex Notices Allo and suddenly looks embarrassed, '''"err ... ummm ... Allo, umm, didn't expect you here ... so soon ..."''' '''"ANKYLO! CLEAN UP THIS MESS! We have a ... guest!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If any Tyrannos are hoping for a chance to use their weapons, they're going to be very disappointed. As much as Allo doesn't like the idea of being here, invited or not, the Dinosaucer commander maintains his usual stoic composure while traversing the trail of lights. He was going to be polite enough to knock, but the door flicks open just as he's reaching to it. So much for being polite. He at least doesn't interrupt, just crossing his arms while waiting for Rex and Ankylo to stop squabbling like an old married couple. With maybe a slight bit of amusement. It would be more amusing if it wasn't a situation he was way too familiar with. '''"The sooner I came, the sooner we can finish whatever it is you need me for."''' He at least steps around Ankylo scrabbling about of the floor to get the papers instead of on him like some of his comrades would, even if it is quite a step to get past the almost entirely round Tyranno. '''"If I had known you had this much paperwork Rex, we might of skipped the dimensional shifter. This is torture enough."''' Allo's typical neutral tone makes it difficult to tell if he's joking, or trying to be sympathetic, or maybe a bit of both columns. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks at Allo, '''"Stop, there for a moment ..."''' Rex presses a button under his desk and a trap door flips open, just in front of Allo's feet. Rex smirks and tilts his desk upwards and all of the stacks of paperwork slides forward and fall into the pit, which dutifully snaps shut. '''"Beaurocrats and politicians presume to dictate what I do with my free time. Never a wise move. When this whole Saiyan issue is settled, they will be educated in a new way of doing things ..."''' Rex flops down in his chair and props his feet up on the desk. '''"Ankylo! Get our guest a seat, and bring the good ale!!"''' Ankylo rushes to a wheeled chair and pushes it in front of Rex's desk, the outline of the trap door clearly under the chair, then runs across the room and hurries back with an expensive looking tray of various wines, ales and wine glasses, setting them gingerly on Rex's desk. '''"Anything else, your imperial scaliness?"''' Rex shakes his head, '''"Nothing now. I'll call for you if I need you."''' Ankylo nods and hurries out of the room, Rex gestures to the chair, '''"Please, make yourself comfortable."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances down at the trap door just past his toes as the papers disappear into the depths. '''"I'd suggest getting a shredder. Harder to put tiny strips of paper back together and get the information off of them... Thank you, Ankylo."''' Though after taking the chair from him Allo does move it to the side a bit before sitting down. Not going to sit directly over a trap, even if they are currently suppose to be at a truce for the greater good of their planet. He wouldn't put it past Rex to open the hatch just for 'old time's sake'. A short, somewhat awkward silence follows. You can't really start idle conversation easily when you're sitting across from your polar opposite and in most cases advisory. '''"You called for me, Rex. Only proper to let you start things off."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's gaze softens a bit, '''"Don't be so cold Allo. You don't wear it well. I didn't invite you here to drop you down a hole."''' He slides the tray of drinks a peruses the bottles a moment before pulling out a large fancy looking clear bottle filled with a caramel colored liquid. He wiped the bottle down with a towel, clearing off several years worth of dust. Allo recognizes the drink as a very potent Tyranno whiskey, but most specifically, he notices the date on it is the Reptilonian equivalent of November 1974 - famously Rex's hatch-date, which was turned into a national holiday by his parents. Rex, plucks some ice from a bucket on the platter, drops into two glasses, then pours the whiskey into both, sliding one toward Allo, then holds his own glass up to his eye, examining it, '''"I hated you, Allo. Hated you for a very long time after I went away. Had I seen you in the months that followed, I might have struck you down where you stood, without a word or a chide for old times sake."''' Rex sips from his glass, '''"But I was wrong. Wrong to hate you, wrong to do what I did. In truth, I missed you. I missed you as much as I missed this world."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances back at the trapdoor for a moment as it's mentioned one more time. '''"Call it an old habit of being cautious."''' Turning back to Rex, he learned forward to take the glass off the desk. Not really one to be indulgent, but it would be rude to refute the offer. Especially after seeing the label. It's not something Rex would just take out on a whim. With glass in hand Allo sat back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of sorts. '''"You want the honest truth, Rex? The plan with the dimensional shift was to some extent to -save- you."''' Quickly he held up the free hand to keep down an outburst until he has a chance to explain. '''"When we came back to Reptilon after Earth you were gaining a considerable amount of force behind you in a very short time. There were goverment officials almost willing to go back to the old ways of war just to get a shot at cutting you down before the Tyranno Empire regained too much moment."''' Brief, somewhat stilted pause. '''"Especially after my aunt and uncle... were gone."''' With that out of the way Allo does finally take a sip from the glass as he sits back in the chair again. '''"You've been a thorn in my side and a pain in my tail for a long time, Rex. But I've never particularly wanted you -dead-. Send you and your loyal cadre somewhere you'd be out of our scales for a while, sure. But at least you'd survive. As you did."''' A shake of the head. '''"Of course, then I ended up having to deal with your sister instead..."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex places his drink on the desk an absently turns it as he speaks, "Not as pleasant as I am, is she? I heard how she held up my apparent death as a rallying cry. I suppose I was never much use to her in life, might as well be useful in death." As he speaks, there is a sadness in Rex's voice that Allo's only heard once before, when he tried to convince Teryx to come back to him all those many years ago on earth. The Tyranno shakes it off, "Ahh yes. Just like your aunt and uncle, always trying to teach lessons and save everyone from themselves ..." Rex examines his own reflection in the glass, "Maybe you did save me. I'm certainly not the same saur I was when I left here." He tries to lighten the mood, "I mean look at all the silly mammals that I call allies now. Could you ever imagine that of the Genghis Rex you knew back in our youth?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "It's no secret the Tyranno Empire would prefer a male leader. No one expected her to be able to actually pull control under her, even if it was pretending to do so in your name." Though after the brief saddened note in Rex's voice, Allo lets that part of the topic slide off the table so to speak. He can only imagine the family tensions going on there. At least Allo only has to sometimes deal with a nephew that has more intention to do good than he does common sense in his overly hard skull. Tyranno family relations are an entirely different matter. "No, I can honestly say that isn't something I would of expected." Allo took another short sip from the glass. It really was good ale, if a little stronger than what he'd normally prefer. "But I'm glad you came back when you did, and that you brought them with you. Even if it wasn't for the best of situations." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno King runs a claw along the edge of his glass, seemingly searching it for the right wording, "That situation will be resolved one way or another." Rex swallows hard, it's as if Allo can see the proud Tyranno choking down a large bite of his own ego, "I guess it's why I brought you here. Why you and your Dinosaucers will walk these halls, at least for now, as if they were loyal Tyrannos ..." He doesn't make eye contact with Allo, instead staring intently at his own reflection in the glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid inside, "I want to assure you that I will see this through. I will see this world freed from these interlopers. They will go, or they will die. There is no other choice. Not for me. I'll die if it calls for it, and it very well may." Rex turns his gaze to Allo, "Should I survive, I cannot promise what will follow. All I can do is tell you, right here, right now, what will happen with these invaders. You are my brother Allo. I will fight and die for you and I need you to ... believe in that. It's important to me, personally. There is a lot between us, there is much to get past and I hope, in time, we can work on that. I am hated and despised by many and I know there are some who will never forgive me ... but for now, I need YOU to not hate me. Save that for when this is over." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' At 'hate' there is but the faintest hint of an upward turn of the corners of Allo's mouth. "I would of said extremely intolerable at times, myself." Never let it be said that Allo doesn't have a sense of humor. He just doesn't let it show every often. But taking the occasional, somewhat playful jab at his counterpart was an oddly comfortable feeling. The conversation, and his demeanor with it, quickly shift back to the serious tone though. "You are right, of course. There -is- a lot between you and me. Between certain members of our respective teams... but none of that matters more than Reptilon's safety. I'm probably the last dino you need to express that to, Rex. Though the effort to do so is appreciated. It shows you're sincere. And I mean that as a compliment. Reptilon comes first, then we can sort out whatever squabbles remain afterwards." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles and downs the entirety of his glass, then stands offering his claw to Allo, "You honor me by saying that! We will face this threat not as Tyranno or Dinosaucer, but as Reptilonians! Together we will kick those spikey headed bastards back to the stars!" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now hopefully this won't come back to bite him in the tail later. But a unified front was the only real chance they had, even with the outside help Rex had drawn to Reptilon as well. The glass of ale is finished off, then set on the desk as Allo gets up to take Rex's claws in his own. "If there is one thing I know I can trust you on Rex, it's this." At least he knows Rex wants a planet left afterwards to rule, rather than destroy simply for not agreeing with him. Okay, with that out of the way, back to important matters at hand. "I've got clearance to take some of our allies to see Lavadome directly. I don't need to tell you how important the super-volcano and the energy it provides is. I think seeing it for themselves is the best way to show them just how crucial it is to Reptilon's survival though." Momentary pause to rub his lips with the back of a claw to make sure no ale was left smeared on them. "As long as they continue to behave and assist us as a whole your Confederate companions are welcome as well." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex nods, "Most of my allies have a certain level of 'maturity' that, at times, is somewhat lacking in the company I keep. They know the importance of Lavadome. My biggest concern is not allowing Confederate or Union representatives into Lavadome, it's the fact that it sticks out like an ingrown scale in the hide of our planet.The Saiyans will target it ... I just hope our fortifications will be able to withstand their assault." "The attack will come. I have no doubt. Even those idiotic Sabreteeth targeted it the last time they soiled our planet with their presence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Even I know this 'ceasefire' isn't going to last, as much as I had hoped otherwise." Allo shakes his head a little at that, but what's already come and gone can't have much done about it. "And yes, it's a big and extremely obvious target. Precisely why our allies need to know why it is so important, and personally seeing it will get that point across better than any amount of us explaining it. If we're lucky, they'll even have some insight for protecting it better against this threat our kind aren't as familiar with." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Sadly, I have no faith in the ceasefire. It is a stalling tactic. You already have a contingent of a dozen Gigas tanks allotted to the defense of Lavadome. I could spare another dozen or so to further fortify if you have the room. that leaves the Citadel vulnerable, ut if Lavadome falls, the Citadel will fall with it. The again, hoarding all of our most powerful weaponry around a single target only further draws our enemies interest in it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Of course, It's your city, therefore, it's your call, Allo. I'll respect whatever decision you make." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo shakes his head, but by that point Rex has already noticed the flaw in his first suggestion and is correcting himself. Impressive in its own right. It would of been like pulling fangs just to get the old Genghis Rex to even admit he had made a flawed proposal, if even that much. "Let's see what our allies have to offer for insight, before we make it an even bigger target via our own means. They may have better, less obvious ideas." A faint snort is made at 'your city'. Never been comfortable with that notion, but Allo was never comfortable with his position in general. Yet life was again putting him in a spot where he has no choice but to fufill it, personal issues aside. "It's -Reptilon's- City. Regardless of which side is purportedly in control of it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods in agreement with Allo, "As I'm sure you remember from the infuriating Mammals you used to call your friends, these offworlders will surprise you with their creativity." "I should show you what we did just by collecting their discarded technological devices in the building of Tarpits III. It can do things I never thought possible. Wait until you see the Warp Gates and the Transformers and the Star Destroyers! They can't really destroy stars, but they are really incredible!" "WOuld you believe *I* have a mammal friend now? An Armadillo scientist who built a fantastic machine she calls Shardcore! It's a ceratopsoid! She saved my life once after a ... ummm ... plan went a bit awry. Not because of ME mind you ... " 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "I mean, my plans never fail beause of me, it's usually because someone else didn't follow instructions properly ..." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that sounds like the Genghis Rex everyone knows. Some things just really don't change. Never his fault. Granted, sometimes it -is- more the fault of the company he keeps than Rex's own shortsighted ambitions. "Great, another destructive ceratops. Tricero will be livid." Well, as much as the dour ex-cop ever shows. Maybe that was part of the joke. Allo slides the chair back over to it's previous position just over the trap door. Partially to remind himself its there. Just because Rex is playing nice doesn't mean one of the other Tyrannos won't take advantage of the moment if they got it. It's not Rex he's doubting right now, it's the potential of his sister or someone wanting to try and prove themself to her instead. "We can worry about better aquainting with this Multiverse afterwards." Though it was hard to miss the way Dimentro was eyeing Stark's robotic bodyguards. He'd probably have a field day if he got a chance to look at some of these things. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods and says jokingly, "Yes, we'll do fields trips later. For now, is there anything you need from me specifically?" He bends down and picks up a binder, several pages falling out of it before he can clasp it tight, "Before I return to my 'kingly duties'?" He rolls his eyes. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Paperwork is going to be the death of us both long before this or the civil wars are," Allo replies a fair bit tongue in cheek. "You have an empire to get back in order so I'll leave you to that. Just keep contact lines open so we can stay on the same page. We don't know how long it will last before the ceasefire breaks apart, so best we take advantage of the time we've got." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex smirks, "Ahh, hold on!" He rifles through his desk and pulls out a familiar looking ring, and flicks it to Allo, "Another old trick I stole from you from the old days. If you need me, just give me a call." "Be well, Allo. I hope to see you on the other side of all of this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo reflexively catchs the object tossed at him without stopping to look at it. Though once it's in his claws he doesn't need to look, he reconizes the size and shape of it despite how long its been. "Somehow I am not surprised." The ring is tucked away for safe keeping. "The same to you, Rex." Because gods know he's sick and tired of dealing with your questionably psychotic sister. "We'll get through this. If there's one thing both our sides do share, its that we're not giving up or going without a fight." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex tosses Allo a nod and a wave, then sits down, slapping the binder down in front of him. He taps a intercom switch, "Ankylo, please show our guest out." A voice chimes back, "You got it, Bossasaur! SNORT SNORT" The door opens and Ankylo waits dutifully to show Allo out of the Citadel. 

}}

1848/Open Invite

2015-03-22T20:22:45Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/03/22
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Allo and Genghis Rex have a pow wow.
|Thanks=Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno Citadel is a massive fortress carved in the side of a mountain. It has served as the Tyranno capital for as long as anyone can remember, progressing through the years as a simple system of caves, to a more modern blend of stone and metal. As Allo walks along the metal plated floor, a trail of lights point him in the direction he must go. Tyranno soldiers glare at him as he walks by, fingering their weapons and sneering, daring him to step off his path. Allo does not realize that Rex has made very specific orders those still loyal to him. Allo is not to be accosted under any circumstances. Unfortunately, at this time, it's not entirely clear to anyone, who is and is not loyal to the Tyranno Commander. Allo will eventually find himself outside Rex's personal quarters. Upon entering he will see Rex, sitting at a desk, reviewing some sort of form, his claws up to his temples and looking a bit exasperated as he reads it over. His desk is buried under stacks upon stacks of paperwork and Rex's eyes are bulging. Ankylo hovers nearby balancing a stack of folders, full of papers in his arms, '''"I have another stack of papers for you to review, Bossasaur."''' Rex doesn't notice Allo at first, grabbing up the paper in front of him, '''"Ankylo, this is ANOTHER Requisition! Take it to your father! Have him deal with it! I have a war to plan!"''' Ankylo shakes his head, '''"Dad said that if you want to be king, then you need to start acting like one. Dealing with paperwork is a big part of running a planet. SNORT SNORT!"''' Rex crumbles up the piece of paper and stuffs it into one of Ankylo's huge nostrils, causing the rotund Dinosaur to fall over, sending papers in all directions, '''"TAKE ALL OF THIS TO YOU FATHER OR I'LL SHOVE THEM ONE BY ONE UP YOUR ...."''' Rex Notices Allo and suddenly looks embarrassed, '''"err ... ummm ... Allo, umm, didn't expect you here ... so soon ..."''' '''"ANKYLO! CLEAN UP THIS MESS! We have a ... guest!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If any Tyrannos are hoping for a chance to use their weapons, they're going to be very disappointed. As much as Allo doesn't like the idea of being here, invited or not, the Dinosaucer commander maintains his usual stoic composure while traversing the trail of lights. He was going to be polite enough to knock, but the door flicks open just as he's reaching to it. So much for being polite. He at least doesn't interrupt, just crossing his arms while waiting for Rex and Ankylo to stop squabbling like an old married couple. With maybe a slight bit of amusement. It would be more amusing if it wasn't a situation he was way too familiar with. '''"The sooner I came, the sooner we can finish whatever it is you need me for."''' He at least steps around Ankylo scrabbling about of the floor to get the papers instead of on him like some of his comrades would, even if it is quite a step to get past the almost entirely round Tyranno. '''"If I had known you had this much paperwork Rex, we might of skipped the dimensional shifter. This is torture enough."''' Allo's typical neutral tone makes it difficult to tell if he's joking, or trying to be sympathetic, or maybe a bit of both columns. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks at Allo, "Stop, there for a moment ..." Rex presses a button under his desk and a trap door flips open, just in front of Allo's feet. Rex smirks and tilts his desk upwards and all of the stacks of paperwork slides forward and fall into the pit, which dutifully snaps shut. "Beaurocrats and politicians presume to dictate what I do with my free time. Never a wise move. When this whole Saiyan issue is settled, they will be educated in a new way of doing things ..." Rex flops down in his chair and props his feet up on the desk. "Ankylo! Get our guest a seat, and bring the good ale!!" Ankylo rushes to a wheeled chair and pushes it in front of Rex's desk, the outline of the trap door clearly under the chair, then runs across the room and hurries back with an expensive looking tray of various wines, ales and wine glasses, setting them gingerly on Rex's desk. "Anything else, your imperial scaliness?" Rex shakes his head, "Nothing now. I'll call for you if I need you." Ankylo nods and hurries out of the room, Rex gestures to the chair, "Please, make yourself comfortable." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances down at the trap door just past his toes as the papers disappear into the depths. '''"I'd suggest getting a shredder. Harder to put tiny strips of paper back together and get the information off of them... Thank you, Ankylo."''' Though after taking the chair from him Allo does move it to the side a bit before sitting down. Not going to sit directly over a trap, even if they are currently suppose to be at a truce for the greater good of their planet. He wouldn't put it past Rex to open the hatch just for 'old time's sake'. A short, somewhat awkward silence follows. You can't really start idle conversation easily when you're sitting across from your polar opposite and in most cases advisory. '''"You called for me, Rex. Only proper to let you start things off."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's gaze softens a bit, '''"Don't be so cold Allo. You don't wear it well. I didn't invite you here to drop you down a hole."''' He slides the tray of drinks a peruses the bottles a moment before pulling out a large fancy looking clear bottle filled with a caramel colored liquid. He wiped the bottle down with a towel, clearing off several years worth of dust. Allo recognizes the drink as a very potent Tyranno whiskey, but most specifically, he notices the date on it is the Reptilonian equivalent of November 1974 - famously Rex's hatch-date, which was turned into a national holiday by his parents. Rex, plucks some ice from a bucket on the platter, drops into two glasses, then pours the whiskey into both, sliding one toward Allo, then holds his own glass up to his eye, examining it, '''"I hated you, Allo. Hated you for a very long time after I went away. Had I seen you in the months that followed, I might have struck you down where you stood, without a word or a chide for old times sake."''' Rex sips from his glass, '''"But I was wrong. Wrong to hate you, wrong to do what I did. In truth, I missed you. I missed you as much as I missed this world."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances back at the trapdoor for a moment as it's mentioned one more time. '''"Call it an old habit of being cautious."''' Turning back to Rex, he learned forward to take the glass off the desk. Not really one to be indulgent, but it would be rude to refute the offer. Especially after seeing the label. It's not something Rex would just take out on a whim. With glass in hand Allo sat back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of sorts. '''"You want the honest truth, Rex? The plan with the dimensional shift was to some extent to -save- you."''' Quickly he held up the free hand to keep down an outburst until he has a chance to explain. '''"When we came back to Reptilon after Earth you were gaining a considerable amount of force behind you in a very short time. There were goverment officials almost willing to go back to the old ways of war just to get a shot at cutting you down before the Tyranno Empire regained too much moment."''' Brief, somewhat stilted pause. '''"Especially after my aunt and uncle... were gone."''' With that out of the way Allo does finally take a sip from the glass as he sits back in the chair again. '''"You've been a thorn in my side and a pain in my tail for a long time, Rex. But I've never particularly wanted you -dead-. Send you and your loyal cadre somewhere you'd be out of our scales for a while, sure. But at least you'd survive. As you did."''' A shake of the head. '''"Of course, then I ended up having to deal with your sister instead..."''' 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex places his drink on the desk an absently turns it as he speaks, "Not as pleasant as I am, is she? I heard how she held up my apparent death as a rallying cry. I suppose I was never much use to her in life, might as well be useful in death." As he speaks, there is a sadness in Rex's voice that Allo's only heard once before, when he tried to convince Teryx to come back to him all those many years ago on earth. The Tyranno shakes it off, "Ahh yes. Just like your aunt and uncle, always trying to teach lessons and save everyone from themselves ..." Rex examines his own reflection in the glass, "Maybe you did save me. I'm certainly not the same saur I was when I left here." He tries to lighten the mood, "I mean look at all the silly mammals that I call allies now. Could you ever imagine that of the Genghis Rex you knew back in our youth?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "It's no secret the Tyranno Empire would prefer a male leader. No one expected her to be able to actually pull control under her, even if it was pretending to do so in your name." Though after the brief saddened note in Rex's voice, Allo lets that part of the topic slide off the table so to speak. He can only imagine the family tensions going on there. At least Allo only has to sometimes deal with a nephew that has more intention to do good than he does common sense in his overly hard skull. Tyranno family relations are an entirely different matter. "No, I can honestly say that isn't something I would of expected." Allo took another short sip from the glass. It really was good ale, if a little stronger than what he'd normally prefer. "But I'm glad you came back when you did, and that you brought them with you. Even if it wasn't for the best of situations." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno King runs a claw along the edge of his glass, seemingly searching it for the right wording, "That situation will be resolved one way or another." Rex swallows hard, it's as if Allo can see the proud Tyranno choking down a large bite of his own ego, "I guess it's why I brought you here. Why you and your Dinosaucers will walk these halls, at least for now, as if they were loyal Tyrannos ..." He doesn't make eye contact with Allo, instead staring intently at his own reflection in the glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid inside, "I want to assure you that I will see this through. I will see this world freed from these interlopers. They will go, or they will die. There is no other choice. Not for me. I'll die if it calls for it, and it very well may." Rex turns his gaze to Allo, "Should I survive, I cannot promise what will follow. All I can do is tell you, right here, right now, what will happen with these invaders. You are my brother Allo. I will fight and die for you and I need you to ... believe in that. It's important to me, personally. There is a lot between us, there is much to get past and I hope, in time, we can work on that. I am hated and despised by many and I know there are some who will never forgive me ... but for now, I need YOU to not hate me. Save that for when this is over." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' At 'hate' there is but the faintest hint of an upward turn of the corners of Allo's mouth. "I would of said extremely intolerable at times, myself." Never let it be said that Allo doesn't have a sense of humor. He just doesn't let it show every often. But taking the occasional, somewhat playful jab at his counterpart was an oddly comfortable feeling. The conversation, and his demeanor with it, quickly shift back to the serious tone though. "You are right, of course. There -is- a lot between you and me. Between certain members of our respective teams... but none of that matters more than Reptilon's safety. I'm probably the last dino you need to express that to, Rex. Though the effort to do so is appreciated. It shows you're sincere. And I mean that as a compliment. Reptilon comes first, then we can sort out whatever squabbles remain afterwards." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles and downs the entirety of his glass, then stands offering his claw to Allo, "You honor me by saying that! We will face this threat not as Tyranno or Dinosaucer, but as Reptilonians! Together we will kick those spikey headed bastards back to the stars!" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now hopefully this won't come back to bite him in the tail later. But a unified front was the only real chance they had, even with the outside help Rex had drawn to Reptilon as well. The glass of ale is finished off, then set on the desk as Allo gets up to take Rex's claws in his own. "If there is one thing I know I can trust you on Rex, it's this." At least he knows Rex wants a planet left afterwards to rule, rather than destroy simply for not agreeing with him. Okay, with that out of the way, back to important matters at hand. "I've got clearance to take some of our allies to see Lavadome directly. I don't need to tell you how important the super-volcano and the energy it provides is. I think seeing it for themselves is the best way to show them just how crucial it is to Reptilon's survival though." Momentary pause to rub his lips with the back of a claw to make sure no ale was left smeared on them. "As long as they continue to behave and assist us as a whole your Confederate companions are welcome as well." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex nods, "Most of my allies have a certain level of 'maturity' that, at times, is somewhat lacking in the company I keep. They know the importance of Lavadome. My biggest concern is not allowing Confederate or Union representatives into Lavadome, it's the fact that it sticks out like an ingrown scale in the hide of our planet.The Saiyans will target it ... I just hope our fortifications will be able to withstand their assault." "The attack will come. I have no doubt. Even those idiotic Sabreteeth targeted it the last time they soiled our planet with their presence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Even I know this 'ceasefire' isn't going to last, as much as I had hoped otherwise." Allo shakes his head a little at that, but what's already come and gone can't have much done about it. "And yes, it's a big and extremely obvious target. Precisely why our allies need to know why it is so important, and personally seeing it will get that point across better than any amount of us explaining it. If we're lucky, they'll even have some insight for protecting it better against this threat our kind aren't as familiar with." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Sadly, I have no faith in the ceasefire. It is a stalling tactic. You already have a contingent of a dozen Gigas tanks allotted to the defense of Lavadome. I could spare another dozen or so to further fortify if you have the room. that leaves the Citadel vulnerable, ut if Lavadome falls, the Citadel will fall with it. The again, hoarding all of our most powerful weaponry around a single target only further draws our enemies interest in it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Of course, It's your city, therefore, it's your call, Allo. I'll respect whatever decision you make." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo shakes his head, but by that point Rex has already noticed the flaw in his first suggestion and is correcting himself. Impressive in its own right. It would of been like pulling fangs just to get the old Genghis Rex to even admit he had made a flawed proposal, if even that much. "Let's see what our allies have to offer for insight, before we make it an even bigger target via our own means. They may have better, less obvious ideas." A faint snort is made at 'your city'. Never been comfortable with that notion, but Allo was never comfortable with his position in general. Yet life was again putting him in a spot where he has no choice but to fufill it, personal issues aside. "It's -Reptilon's- City. Regardless of which side is purportedly in control of it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods in agreement with Allo, "As I'm sure you remember from the infuriating Mammals you used to call your friends, these offworlders will surprise you with their creativity." "I should show you what we did just by collecting their discarded technological devices in the building of Tarpits III. It can do things I never thought possible. Wait until you see the Warp Gates and the Transformers and the Star Destroyers! They can't really destroy stars, but they are really incredible!" "WOuld you believe *I* have a mammal friend now? An Armadillo scientist who built a fantastic machine she calls Shardcore! It's a ceratopsoid! She saved my life once after a ... ummm ... plan went a bit awry. Not because of ME mind you ... " 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "I mean, my plans never fail beause of me, it's usually because someone else didn't follow instructions properly ..." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that sounds like the Genghis Rex everyone knows. Some things just really don't change. Never his fault. Granted, sometimes it -is- more the fault of the company he keeps than Rex's own shortsighted ambitions. "Great, another destructive ceratops. Tricero will be livid." Well, as much as the dour ex-cop ever shows. Maybe that was part of the joke. Allo slides the chair back over to it's previous position just over the trap door. Partially to remind himself its there. Just because Rex is playing nice doesn't mean one of the other Tyrannos won't take advantage of the moment if they got it. It's not Rex he's doubting right now, it's the potential of his sister or someone wanting to try and prove themself to her instead. "We can worry about better aquainting with this Multiverse afterwards." Though it was hard to miss the way Dimentro was eyeing Stark's robotic bodyguards. He'd probably have a field day if he got a chance to look at some of these things. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods and says jokingly, "Yes, we'll do fields trips later. For now, is there anything you need from me specifically?" He bends down and picks up a binder, several pages falling out of it before he can clasp it tight, "Before I return to my 'kingly duties'?" He rolls his eyes. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Paperwork is going to be the death of us both long before this or the civil wars are," Allo replies a fair bit tongue in cheek. "You have an empire to get back in order so I'll leave you to that. Just keep contact lines open so we can stay on the same page. We don't know how long it will last before the ceasefire breaks apart, so best we take advantage of the time we've got." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex smirks, "Ahh, hold on!" He rifles through his desk and pulls out a familiar looking ring, and flicks it to Allo, "Another old trick I stole from you from the old days. If you need me, just give me a call." "Be well, Allo. I hope to see you on the other side of all of this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo reflexively catchs the object tossed at him without stopping to look at it. Though once it's in his claws he doesn't need to look, he reconizes the size and shape of it despite how long its been. "Somehow I am not surprised." The ring is tucked away for safe keeping. "The same to you, Rex." Because gods know he's sick and tired of dealing with your questionably psychotic sister. "We'll get through this. If there's one thing both our sides do share, its that we're not giving up or going without a fight." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex tosses Allo a nod and a wave, then sits down, slapping the binder down in front of him. He taps a intercom switch, "Ankylo, please show our guest out." A voice chimes back, "You got it, Bossasaur! SNORT SNORT" The door opens and Ankylo waits dutifully to show Allo out of the Citadel. 

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1848/Open Invite

2015-03-22T20:20:02Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/03/22
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Allo and Genghis Rex have a pow wow.
|Thanks=Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno Citadel is a massive fortress carved in the side of a mountain. It has served as the Tyranno capital for as long as anyone can remember, progressing through the years as a simple system of caves, to a more modern blend of stone and metal. As Allo walks along the metal plated floor, a trail of lights point him in the direction he must go. Tyranno soldiers glare at him as he walks by, fingering their weapons and sneering, daring him to step off his path. Allo does not realize that Rex has made very specific orders those still loyal to him. Allo is not to be accosted under any circumstances. Unfortunately, at this time, it's not entirely clear to anyone, who is and is not loyal to the Tyranno Commander. Allo will eventually find himself outside Rex's personal quarters. Upon entering he will see Rex, sitting at a desk, reviewing some sort of form, his claws up to his temples and looking a bit exasperated as he reads it over. His desk is buried under stacks upon stacks of paperwork and Rex's eyes are bulging. Ankylo hovers nearby balancing a stack of folders, full of papers in his arms, '''"I have another stack of papers for you to review, Bossasaur."''' Rex doesn't notice Allo at first, grabbing up the paper in front of him, '''"Ankylo, this is ANOTHER Requisition! Take it to your father! Have him deal with it! I have a war to plan!"''' Ankylo shakes his head, '''"Dad said that if you want to be king, then you need to start acting like one. Dealing with paperwork is a big part of running a planet. SNORT SNORT!"''' Rex crumbles up the piece of paper and stuffs it into one of Ankylo's huge nostrils, causing the rotund Dinosaur to fall over, sending papers in all directions, '''"TAKE ALL OF THIS TO YOU FATHER OR I'LL SHOVE THEM ONE BY ONE UP YOUR ...."''' Rex Notices Allo and suddenly looks embarrassed, '''"err ... ummm ... Allo, umm, didn't expect you here ... so soon ..."''' '''"ANKYLO! CLEAN UP THIS MESS! We have a ... guest!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If any Tyrannos are hoping for a chance to use their weapons, they're going to be very disappointed. As much as Allo doesn't like the idea of being here, invited or not, the Dinosaucer commander maintains his usual stoic composure while traversing the trail of lights. He was going to be polite enough to knock, but the door flicks open just as he's reaching to it. So much for being polite. He at least doesn't interrupt, just crossing his arms while waiting for Rex and Ankylo to stop squabbling like an old married couple. With maybe a slight bit of amusement. It would be more amusing if it wasn't a situation he was way too familiar with. '''"The sooner I came, the sooner we can finish whatever it is you need me for."''' He at least steps around Ankylo scrabbling about of the floor to get the papers instead of on him like some of his comrades would, even if it is quite a step to get past the almost entirely round Tyranno. '''"If I had known you had this much paperwork Rex, we might of skipped the dimensional shifter. This is torture enough."''' Allo's typical neutral tone makes it difficult to tell if he's joking, or trying to be sympathetic, or maybe a bit of both columns. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks at Allo, "Stop, there for a moment ..." Rex presses a button under his desk and a trap door flips open, just in front of Allo's feet. Rex smirks and tilts his desk upwards and all of the stacks of paperwork slides forward and fall into the pit, which dutifully snaps shut. "Beaurocrats and politicians presume to dictate what I do with my free time. Never a wise move. When this whole Saiyan issue is settled, they will be educated in a new way of doing things ..." Rex flops down in his chair and props his feet up on the desk. "Ankylo! Get our guest a seat, and bring the good ale!!" Ankylo rushes to a wheeled chair and pushes it in front of Rex's desk, the outline of the trap door clearly under the chair, then runs across the room and hurries back with an expensive looking tray of various wines, ales and wine glasses, setting them gingerly on Rex's desk. "Anything else, your imperial scaliness?" Rex shakes his head, "Nothing now. I'll call for you if I need you." Ankylo nods and hurries out of the room, Rex gestures to the chair, "Please, make yourself comfortable." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances down at the trap door just past his toes as the papers disappear into the depths. "I'd suggest getting a shredder. Harder to put tiny strips of paper back together and get the information off of them... Thank you, Ankylo." Though after taking the chair from him Allo does move it to the side a bit before sitting down. Not going to sit directly over a trap, even if they are currently suppose to be at a truce for the greater good of their planet. He wouldn't put it past Rex to open the hatch just for 'old time's sake'. A short, somewhat awkward silence follows. You can't really start idle conversation easily when you're sitting across from your polar opposite and in most cases advisary. "You called for me, Rex. Only proper to let you start things off." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's gaze softens a bit, '''"Don't be so cold Allo. You don't wear it well. I didn't invite you here to drop you down a hole."''' He slides the tray of drinks a peruses the bottles a moment before pulling out a large fancy looking clear bottle filled with a caramel colored liquid. He wiped the bottle down with a towel, clearing off several years worth of dust. Allo recognizes the drink as a very potent Tyranno whiskey, but most specifically, he notices the date on it is the Reptilonian equivalent of November 1974 - famously Rex's hatchdate, which was turned into a national holiday by his parents. Rex, plucks some ice from a bucket on the platter, drops into two glasses, then pours the whiskey into both, sliding one toward Allo, then holds his own glass up to his eye, examining it, '''"I hated you, Allo. Hated you for a very long time after I went away. Had I seen you in the months that followed, I might have struck you down where you stood, without a word or a chide for old times sake."''' Rex sips from his glass, '''"But I was wrong. Wrong to hate you, wrong to do what I did. In truth, I missed you. I missed you as much as I missed this world."''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances back at the trapdoor for a moment as it's mentioned one more time. '''"Call it an old habit of being cautious."''' Turning back to Rex, he learned forward to take the glass off the desk. Not really one to be indulgent, but it would be rude to refute the offer. Especially after seeing the lable. It's not something Rex would just take out on a whim. With glass in hand Allo sat back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of sorts. "You want the honest truth, Rex? The plan with the dimensional shift was to some extent to -save- you." Quickly he held up the free hand to keep down an outburst until he has a chance to explain. "When we came back to Reptilon after Earth you were gaining a considerable amount of force behind you in a very short time. There were goverment officials almost willing to go back to the old ways of war just to get a shot at cutting you down before the Tyranno Empire regained too much moment." Brief, somewhat stilted pause. "Especially after my aunt and uncle... were gone." With that out of the way Allo does finally take a sip from the glass as he sits back in the chair again. "You've been a thorn in my side and a pain in my tail for a long time, Rex. But I've never particularly wanted you -dead-. Send you and your loyal cadre somewhere you'd be out of our scales for a while, sure. But at least you'd survive. As you did." A shake of the head. "Of course, then I ended up having to deal with your sister instead..." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex places his drink on the desk an absently turns it as he speaks, "Not as pleasant as I am, is she? I heard how she held up my apparent death as a rallying cry. I suppose I was never much use to her in life, might as well be useful in death." As he speaks, there is a sadness in Rex's voice that Allo's only heard once before, when he tried to convince Teryx to come back to him all those many years ago on earth. The Tyranno shakes it off, "Ahh yes. Just like your aunt and uncle, always trying to teach lessons and save everyone from themselves ..." Rex examines his own reflection in the glass, "Maybe you did save me. I'm certainly not the same saur I was when I left here." He tries to lighten the mood, "I mean look at all the silly mammals that I call allies now. Could you ever imagine that of the Genghis Rex you knew back in our youth?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "It's no secret the Tyranno Empire would prefer a male leader. No one expected her to be able to actually pull control under her, even if it was pretending to do so in your name." Though after the brief saddened note in Rex's voice, Allo lets that part of the topic slide off the table so to speak. He can only imagine the family tensions going on there. At least Allo only has to sometimes deal with a nephew that has more intention to do good than he does common sense in his overly hard skull. Tyranno family relations are an entirely different matter. "No, I can honestly say that isn't something I would of expected." Allo took another short sip from the glass. It really was good ale, if a little stronger than what he'd normally prefer. "But I'm glad you came back when you did, and that you brought them with you. Even if it wasn't for the best of situations." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno King runs a claw along the edge of his glass, seemingly searching it for the right wording, "That situation will be resolved one way or another." Rex swallows hard, it's as if Allo can see the proud Tyranno choking down a large bite of his own ego, "I guess it's why I brought you here. Why you and your Dinosaucers will walk these halls, at least for now, as if they were loyal Tyrannos ..." He doesn't make eye contact with Allo, instead staring intently at his own reflection in the glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid inside, "I want to assure you that I will see this through. I will see this world freed from these interlopers. They will go, or they will die. There is no other choice. Not for me. I'll die if it calls for it, and it very well may." Rex turns his gaze to Allo, "Should I survive, I cannot promise what will follow. All I can do is tell you, right here, right now, what will happen with these invaders. You are my brother Allo. I will fight and die for you and I need you to ... believe in that. It's important to me, personally. There is a lot between us, there is much to get past and I hope, in time, we can work on that. I am hated and despised by many and I know there are some who will never forgive me ... but for now, I need YOU to not hate me. Save that for when this is over." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' At 'hate' there is but the faintest hint of an upward turn of the corners of Allo's mouth. "I would of said extremely intolerable at times, myself." Never let it be said that Allo doesn't have a sense of humor. He just doesn't let it show every often. But taking the occasional, somewhat playful jab at his counterpart was an oddly comfortable feeling. The conversation, and his demeanor with it, quickly shift back to the serious tone though. "You are right, of course. There -is- a lot between you and me. Between certain members of our respective teams... but none of that matters more than Reptilon's safety. I'm probably the last dino you need to express that to, Rex. Though the effort to do so is appreciated. It shows you're sincere. And I mean that as a compliment. Reptilon comes first, then we can sort out whatever squabbles remain afterwards." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles and downs the entirety of his glass, then stands offering his claw to Allo, "You honor me by saying that! We will face this threat not as Tyranno or Dinosaucer, but as Reptilonians! Together we will kick those spikey headed bastards back to the stars!" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now hopefully this won't come back to bite him in the tail later. But a unified front was the only real chance they had, even with the outside help Rex had drawn to Reptilon as well. The glass of ale is finished off, then set on the desk as Allo gets up to take Rex's claws in his own. "If there is one thing I know I can trust you on Rex, it's this." At least he knows Rex wants a planet left afterwards to rule, rather than destroy simply for not agreeing with him. Okay, with that out of the way, back to important matters at hand. "I've got clearance to take some of our allies to see Lavadome directly. I don't need to tell you how important the super-volcano and the energy it provides is. I think seeing it for themselves is the best way to show them just how crucial it is to Reptilon's survival though." Momentary pause to rub his lips with the back of a claw to make sure no ale was left smeared on them. "As long as they continue to behave and assist us as a whole your Confederate companions are welcome as well." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex nods, "Most of my allies have a certain level of 'maturity' that, at times, is somewhat lacking in the company I keep. They know the importance of Lavadome. My biggest concern is not allowing Confederate or Union representatives into Lavadome, it's the fact that it sticks out like an ingrown scale in the hide of our planet.The Saiyans will target it ... I just hope our fortifications will be able to withstand their assault." "The attack will come. I have no doubt. Even those idiotic Sabreteeth targeted it the last time they soiled our planet with their presence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Even I know this 'ceasefire' isn't going to last, as much as I had hoped otherwise." Allo shakes his head a little at that, but what's already come and gone can't have much done about it. "And yes, it's a big and extremely obvious target. Precisely why our allies need to know why it is so important, and personally seeing it will get that point across better than any amount of us explaining it. If we're lucky, they'll even have some insight for protecting it better against this threat our kind aren't as familiar with." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Sadly, I have no faith in the ceasefire. It is a stalling tactic. You already have a contingent of a dozen Gigas tanks allotted to the defense of Lavadome. I could spare another dozen or so to further fortify if you have the room. that leaves the Citadel vulnerable, ut if Lavadome falls, the Citadel will fall with it. The again, hoarding all of our most powerful weaponry around a single target only further draws our enemies interest in it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Of course, It's your city, therefore, it's your call, Allo. I'll respect whatever decision you make." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo shakes his head, but by that point Rex has already noticed the flaw in his first suggestion and is correcting himself. Impressive in its own right. It would of been like pulling fangs just to get the old Genghis Rex to even admit he had made a flawed proposal, if even that much. "Let's see what our allies have to offer for insight, before we make it an even bigger target via our own means. They may have better, less obvious ideas." A faint snort is made at 'your city'. Never been comfortable with that notion, but Allo was never comfortable with his position in general. Yet life was again putting him in a spot where he has no choice but to fufill it, personal issues aside. "It's -Reptilon's- City. Regardless of which side is purportedly in control of it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods in agreement with Allo, "As I'm sure you remember from the infuriating Mammals you used to call your friends, these offworlders will surprise you with their creativity." "I should show you what we did just by collecting their discarded technological devices in the building of Tarpits III. It can do things I never thought possible. Wait until you see the Warp Gates and the Transformers and the Star Destroyers! They can't really destroy stars, but they are really incredible!" "WOuld you believe *I* have a mammal friend now? An Armadillo scientist who built a fantastic machine she calls Shardcore! It's a ceratopsoid! She saved my life once after a ... ummm ... plan went a bit awry. Not because of ME mind you ... " 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "I mean, my plans never fail beause of me, it's usually because someone else didn't follow instructions properly ..." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that sounds like the Genghis Rex everyone knows. Some things just really don't change. Never his fault. Granted, sometimes it -is- more the fault of the company he keeps than Rex's own shortsighted ambitions. "Great, another destructive ceratops. Tricero will be livid." Well, as much as the dour ex-cop ever shows. Maybe that was part of the joke. Allo slides the chair back over to it's previous position just over the trap door. Partially to remind himself its there. Just because Rex is playing nice doesn't mean one of the other Tyrannos won't take advantage of the moment if they got it. It's not Rex he's doubting right now, it's the potential of his sister or someone wanting to try and prove themself to her instead. "We can worry about better aquainting with this Multiverse afterwards." Though it was hard to miss the way Dimentro was eyeing Stark's robotic bodyguards. He'd probably have a field day if he got a chance to look at some of these things. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods and says jokingly, "Yes, we'll do fields trips later. For now, is there anything you need from me specifically?" He bends down and picks up a binder, several pages falling out of it before he can clasp it tight, "Before I return to my 'kingly duties'?" He rolls his eyes. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Paperwork is going to be the death of us both long before this or the civil wars are," Allo replies a fair bit tongue in cheek. "You have an empire to get back in order so I'll leave you to that. Just keep contact lines open so we can stay on the same page. We don't know how long it will last before the ceasefire breaks apart, so best we take advantage of the time we've got." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex smirks, "Ahh, hold on!" He rifles through his desk and pulls out a familiar looking ring, and flicks it to Allo, "Another old trick I stole from you from the old days. If you need me, just give me a call." "Be well, Allo. I hope to see you on the other side of all of this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo reflexively catchs the object tossed at him without stopping to look at it. Though once it's in his claws he doesn't need to look, he reconizes the size and shape of it despite how long its been. "Somehow I am not surprised." The ring is tucked away for safe keeping. "The same to you, Rex." Because gods know he's sick and tired of dealing with your questionably psychotic sister. "We'll get through this. If there's one thing both our sides do share, its that we're not giving up or going without a fight." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex tosses Allo a nod and a wave, then sits down, slapping the binder down in front of him. He taps a intercom switch, "Ankylo, please show our guest out." A voice chimes back, "You got it, Bossasaur! SNORT SNORT" The door opens and Ankylo waits dutifully to show Allo out of the Citadel. 

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1848/Open Invite

2015-03-22T20:11:54Z

Bossasaur:

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2015/03/22
|Location=Reptilon <Rep>
|Synopsis=Allo and Genghis Rex have a pow wow.
|Thanks=Allo
|Cast of Characters=114, 724
|Tinyplot=A wish for the future
|Tinyplot2=
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno Citadel is a massive fortress carved in the side of a mountain. It has served as the Tyranno capital for as long as anyone can remember, progressing through the years as a simple system of caves, to a more modern blend of stone and metal. As Allo walks along the metal plated floor, a trail of lights point him in the direction he must go. Tyranno soldiers glare at him as he walks by, fingering their weapons and sneering, daring him to step off his path. Allo does not realize that Rex has made very specific orders those still loyal to him. Allo is not to be accosted under any circumstances. Unfortunately, at this time, it's not entirely clear to anyone, who is and is not loyal to the Tyranno Commander. Allo will eventually find himself outside Rex's personal quarters. Upon entering he will see Rex, sitting at a desk, reviewing some sort of form, his claws up to his temples and looking a bit exasperated as he reads it over. His desk is buried under stacks upon stacks of paperwork and Rex's eyes are bulging. Ankylo hovers nearby balancing a stack of folders, full of papers in his arms, '''"I have another stack of papers for you to review, Bossasaur."''' Rex doesn't notice Allo at first, grabbing up the paper in front of him, '''"Ankylo, this is ANOTHER Requisition! Take it to your father! Have him deal with it! I have a war to plan!"''' Ankylo shakes his head, '''"Dad said that if you want to be king, then you need to start acting like one. Dealing with paperwork is a big part of running a planet. SNORT SNORT!"''' Rex crumbles up the piece of paper and stuffs it into one of Ankylo's huge nostrils, causing the rotund Dinosaur to fall over, sending papers in all directions, '''"TAKE ALL OF THIS TO YOU FATHER OR I'LL SHOVE THEM ONE BY ONE UP YOUR ...."''' Rex Notices Allo and suddenly looks embarrassed, '''"err ... ummm ... Allo, umm, didn't expect you here ... so soon ..."''' '''"ANKYLO! CLEAN UP THIS MESS! We have a ... guest!"''' 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' If any Tyrannos are hoping for a chance to use their weapons, they're going to be very disappointed. As much as Allo doesn't like the idea of being here, invited or not, the Dinosaucer commander maintains his usual stoic composure while traversing the trail of lights. He was going to be polite enough to knock, but the door flicks open just as he's reaching to it. So much for being polite. He at least doesn't interrupt, just crossing his arms while waiting for Rex and Ankylo to stop squabbling like an old married couple. With maybe a slight bit of amusement. It would be more amusing if it wasn't a situation he was way too familiar with. '''"The sooner I came, the sooner we can finish whatever it is you need me for."''' He at least steps around Ankylo scrabbling about of the floor to get the papers instead of on him like some of his comrades would, even if it is quite a step to get past the almost entirely round Tyranno. '''"If I had known you had this much paperwork Rex, we might of skipped the dimensional shifter. This is torture enough."''' Allo's typical neutral tone makes it difficult to tell if he's joking, or trying to be sympathetic, or maybe a bit of both columns. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smirks at Allo, "Stop, there for a moment ..." Rex presses a button under his desk and a trap door flips open, just in front of Allo's feet. Rex smirks and tilts his desk upwards and all of the stacks of paperwork slides forward and fall into the pit, which dutifully snaps shut. "Beaurocrats and politicians presume to dictate what I do with my free time. Never a wise move. When this whole Saiyan issue is settled, they will be educated in a new way of doing things ..." Rex flops down in his chair and props his feet up on the desk. "Ankylo! Get our guest a seat, and bring the good ale!!" Ankylo rushes to a wheeled chair and pushes it in front of Rex's desk, the outline of the trap door clearly under the chair, then runs across the room and hurries back with an expensive looking tray of various wines, ales and wine glasses, setting them gingerly on Rex's desk. "Anything else, your imperial scaliness?" Rex shakes his head, "Nothing now. I'll call for you if I need you." Ankylo nods and hurries out of the room, Rex gestures to the chair, "Please, make yourself comfortable." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances down at the trap door just past his toes as the papers disappear into the depths. "I'd suggest getting a shredder. Harder to put tiny strips of paper back together and get the information off of them... Thank you, Ankylo." Though after taking the chair from him Allo does move it to the side a bit before sitting down. Not going to sit directly over a trap, even if they are currently suppose to be at a truce for the greater good of their planet. He wouldn't put it past Rex to open the hatch just for 'old time's sake'. A short, somewhat awkward silence follows. You can't really start idle conversation easily when you're sitting across from your polar opposite and in most cases advisary. "You called for me, Rex. Only proper to let you start things off." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex's gaze softens a bit, "Don't be so cold Allo. You don't wear it well. I didn't invite you here to drop you down a hole." He slides the tray of drinks a peruses the bottles a moment before pulling out a large fancy looking clear bottle filled with a caramel colored liquid. He wiped the bottle down with a towel, clearing off several years worth of dust. Allo recognizes the drink as a very potent Tyranno whiskey, but most specifically, he notices the date on it is the Reptilonian equivalent of November 1974 - famously Rex's hatchdate, which was turned into a national holiday by his parents. Rex, plucks some ice from a bucket on the platter, drops into two glasses, then pours the whiskey into both, sliding one toward Allo, then holds his own glass up to his eye, examining it, "I hated you, Allo. Hated you for a very long time after I went away. Had I seen you in the months that followed, I might have struck you down where you stood, without a word or a chide for old times sake." Rex sips from his glass, "But I was wrong. Wrong to hate you, wrong to do what I did. In truth, I missed you. I missed you as much as I missed this world." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo glances back at the trapdoor for a moment as it's mentioned one more time. "Call it an old habit of being cautious." Turning back to Rex, he learned forward to take the glass off the desk. Not really one to be indulgent, but it would be rude to refute the offer. Especially after seeing the lable. It's not something Rex would just take out on a whim. With glass in hand Allo sat back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of sorts. "You want the honest truth, Rex? The plan with the dimensional shift was to some extent to -save- you." Quickly he held up the free hand to keep down an outburst until he has a chance to explain. "When we came back to Reptilon after Earth you were gaining a considerable amount of force behind you in a very short time. There were goverment officials almost willing to go back to the old ways of war just to get a shot at cutting you down before the Tyranno Empire regained too much moment." Brief, somewhat stilted pause. "Especially after my aunt and uncle... were gone." With that out of the way Allo does finally take a sip from the glass as he sits back in the chair again. "You've been a thorn in my side and a pain in my tail for a long time, Rex. But I've never particularly wanted you -dead-. Send you and your loyal cadre somewhere you'd be out of our scales for a while, sure. But at least you'd survive. As you did." A shake of the head. "Of course, then I ended up having to deal with your sister instead..." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex places his drink on the desk an absently turns it as he speaks, "Not as pleasant as I am, is she? I heard how she held up my apparent death as a rallying cry. I suppose I was never much use to her in life, might as well be useful in death." As he speaks, there is a sadness in Rex's voice that Allo's only heard once before, when he tried to convince Teryx to come back to him all those many years ago on earth. The Tyranno shakes it off, "Ahh yes. Just like your aunt and uncle, always trying to teach lessons and save everyone from themselves ..." Rex examines his own reflection in the glass, "Maybe you did save me. I'm certainly not the same saur I was when I left here." He tries to lighten the mood, "I mean look at all the silly mammals that I call allies now. Could you ever imagine that of the Genghis Rex you knew back in our youth?" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "It's no secret the Tyranno Empire would prefer a male leader. No one expected her to be able to actually pull control under her, even if it was pretending to do so in your name." Though after the brief saddened note in Rex's voice, Allo lets that part of the topic slide off the table so to speak. He can only imagine the family tensions going on there. At least Allo only has to sometimes deal with a nephew that has more intention to do good than he does common sense in his overly hard skull. Tyranno family relations are an entirely different matter. "No, I can honestly say that isn't something I would of expected." Allo took another short sip from the glass. It really was good ale, if a little stronger than what he'd normally prefer. "But I'm glad you came back when you did, and that you brought them with you. Even if it wasn't for the best of situations." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' The Tyranno King runs a claw along the edge of his glass, seemingly searching it for the right wording, "That situation will be resolved one way or another." Rex swallows hard, it's as if Allo can see the proud Tyranno choking down a large bite of his own ego, "I guess it's why I brought you here. Why you and your Dinosaucers will walk these halls, at least for now, as if they were loyal Tyrannos ..." He doesn't make eye contact with Allo, instead staring intently at his own reflection in the glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid inside, "I want to assure you that I will see this through. I will see this world freed from these interlopers. They will go, or they will die. There is no other choice. Not for me. I'll die if it calls for it, and it very well may." Rex turns his gaze to Allo, "Should I survive, I cannot promise what will follow. All I can do is tell you, right here, right now, what will happen with these invaders. You are my brother Allo. I will fight and die for you and I need you to ... believe in that. It's important to me, personally. There is a lot between us, there is much to get past and I hope, in time, we can work on that. I am hated and despised by many and I know there are some who will never forgive me ... but for now, I need YOU to not hate me. Save that for when this is over." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' At 'hate' there is but the faintest hint of an upward turn of the corners of Allo's mouth. "I would of said extremely intolerable at times, myself." Never let it be said that Allo doesn't have a sense of humor. He just doesn't let it show every often. But taking the occasional, somewhat playful jab at his counterpart was an oddly comfortable feeling. The conversation, and his demeanor with it, quickly shift back to the serious tone though. "You are right, of course. There -is- a lot between you and me. Between certain members of our respective teams... but none of that matters more than Reptilon's safety. I'm probably the last dino you need to express that to, Rex. Though the effort to do so is appreciated. It shows you're sincere. And I mean that as a compliment. Reptilon comes first, then we can sort out whatever squabbles remain afterwards." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex smiles and downs the entirety of his glass, then stands offering his claw to Allo, "You honor me by saying that! We will face this threat not as Tyranno or Dinosaucer, but as Reptilonians! Together we will kick those spikey headed bastards back to the stars!" 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now hopefully this won't come back to bite him in the tail later. But a unified front was the only real chance they had, even with the outside help Rex had drawn to Reptilon as well. The glass of ale is finished off, then set on the desk as Allo gets up to take Rex's claws in his own. "If there is one thing I know I can trust you on Rex, it's this." At least he knows Rex wants a planet left afterwards to rule, rather than destroy simply for not agreeing with him. Okay, with that out of the way, back to important matters at hand. "I've got clearance to take some of our allies to see Lavadome directly. I don't need to tell you how important the super-volcano and the energy it provides is. I think seeing it for themselves is the best way to show them just how crucial it is to Reptilon's survival though." Momentary pause to rub his lips with the back of a claw to make sure no ale was left smeared on them. "As long as they continue to behave and assist us as a whole your Confederate companions are welcome as well." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Rex nods, "Most of my allies have a certain level of 'maturity' that, at times, is somewhat lacking in the company I keep. They know the importance of Lavadome. My biggest concern is not allowing Confederate or Union representatives into Lavadome, it's the fact that it sticks out like an ingrown scale in the hide of our planet.The Saiyans will target it ... I just hope our fortifications will be able to withstand their assault." "The attack will come. I have no doubt. Even those idiotic Sabreteeth targeted it the last time they soiled our planet with their presence." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Even I know this 'ceasefire' isn't going to last, as much as I had hoped otherwise." Allo shakes his head a little at that, but what's already come and gone can't have much done about it. "And yes, it's a big and extremely obvious target. Precisely why our allies need to know why it is so important, and personally seeing it will get that point across better than any amount of us explaining it. If we're lucky, they'll even have some insight for protecting it better against this threat our kind aren't as familiar with." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Sadly, I have no faith in the ceasefire. It is a stalling tactic. You already have a contingent of a dozen Gigas tanks allotted to the defense of Lavadome. I could spare another dozen or so to further fortify if you have the room. that leaves the Citadel vulnerable, ut if Lavadome falls, the Citadel will fall with it. The again, hoarding all of our most powerful weaponry around a single target only further draws our enemies interest in it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "Of course, It's your city, therefore, it's your call, Allo. I'll respect whatever decision you make." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo shakes his head, but by that point Rex has already noticed the flaw in his first suggestion and is correcting himself. Impressive in its own right. It would of been like pulling fangs just to get the old Genghis Rex to even admit he had made a flawed proposal, if even that much. "Let's see what our allies have to offer for insight, before we make it an even bigger target via our own means. They may have better, less obvious ideas." A faint snort is made at 'your city'. Never been comfortable with that notion, but Allo was never comfortable with his position in general. Yet life was again putting him in a spot where he has no choice but to fufill it, personal issues aside. "It's -Reptilon's- City. Regardless of which side is purportedly in control of it." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods in agreement with Allo, "As I'm sure you remember from the infuriating Mammals you used to call your friends, these offworlders will surprise you with their creativity." "I should show you what we did just by collecting their discarded technological devices in the building of Tarpits III. It can do things I never thought possible. Wait until you see the Warp Gates and the Transformers and the Star Destroyers! They can't really destroy stars, but they are really incredible!" "WOuld you believe *I* have a mammal friend now? An Armadillo scientist who built a fantastic machine she calls Shardcore! It's a ceratopsoid! She saved my life once after a ... ummm ... plan went a bit awry. Not because of ME mind you ... " 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex says, "I mean, my plans never fail beause of me, it's usually because someone else didn't follow instructions properly ..." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Now that sounds like the Genghis Rex everyone knows. Some things just really don't change. Never his fault. Granted, sometimes it -is- more the fault of the company he keeps than Rex's own shortsighted ambitions. "Great, another destructive ceratops. Tricero will be livid." Well, as much as the dour ex-cop ever shows. Maybe that was part of the joke. Allo slides the chair back over to it's previous position just over the trap door. Partially to remind himself its there. Just because Rex is playing nice doesn't mean one of the other Tyrannos won't take advantage of the moment if they got it. It's not Rex he's doubting right now, it's the potential of his sister or someone wanting to try and prove themself to her instead. "We can worry about better aquainting with this Multiverse afterwards." Though it was hard to miss the way Dimentro was eyeing Stark's robotic bodyguards. He'd probably have a field day if he got a chance to look at some of these things. 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex nods and says jokingly, "Yes, we'll do fields trips later. For now, is there anything you need from me specifically?" He bends down and picks up a binder, several pages falling out of it before he can clasp it tight, "Before I return to my 'kingly duties'?" He rolls his eyes. 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' "Paperwork is going to be the death of us both long before this or the civil wars are," Allo replies a fair bit tongue in cheek. "You have an empire to get back in order so I'll leave you to that. Just keep contact lines open so we can stay on the same page. We don't know how long it will last before the ceasefire breaks apart, so best we take advantage of the time we've got." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex smirks, "Ahh, hold on!" He rifles through his desk and pulls out a familiar looking ring, and flicks it to Allo, "Another old trick I stole from you from the old days. If you need me, just give me a call." "Be well, Allo. I hope to see you on the other side of all of this." 

:'''{{#var:724|Allo (724)}} has posed:''' Allo reflexively catchs the object tossed at him without stopping to look at it. Though once it's in his claws he doesn't need to look, he reconizes the size and shape of it despite how long its been. "Somehow I am not surprised." The ring is tucked away for safe keeping. "The same to you, Rex." Because gods know he's sick and tired of dealing with your questionably psychotic sister. "We'll get through this. If there's one thing both our sides do share, its that we're not giving up or going without a fight." 

:'''{{#var:114|Genghis Rex (114)}} has posed:''' Genghis Rex tosses Allo a nod and a wave, then sits down, slapping the binder down in front of him. He taps a intercom switch, "Ankylo, please show our guest out." A voice chimes back, "You got it, Bossasaur! SNORT SNORT" The door opens and Ankylo waits dutifully to show Allo out of the Citadel. 

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