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(Setting) Uptown; Cargoplane wreck
| >in a flash of orange light a man appears.
Yo what the shiiiiiii
>he kinda just looks at the wreak
| >A person wearing some kind of large military garb approaches the wreckage
"I have never witnessed this before, one for the record I guess"
>They approach the wreck and call out
"Anyone there?"
| >A red sportscar arrives with a clearly modified audio system because the car is playing music louder than a Kira Miki concert. It stops nearby and a blonde woman with short, messy hair with blue tips gets out. Her eyes are blue and seem to reflect light not unlike a cat's, and she's wearing a white and purple techwear trenchcoat.
>She pulls out an electronic cigarette and twists the cap, "igniting" it with blue light.
| "Yo," >The blonde says, waving.
"Which one of y'all's the pilot?"
| Not me, i just see a plane crash from my window then boom now im here.
>the man replies
| >The military looking person waves back before shaking his head
"I'm not, I just saw the wreckage and thought I could help if anyone was still there, nothing more"
| "Well aren't y'all the nicest bunch..." >She says, puffing on her e-cig,
"Ah'm here to salvage this thing. Mebbe... say... *all* of it."
| >>196909
Ummm the pilot is still alive though, even made a thread on danger/u/ saying that he crashed.
>the man looks around
| >>196909
>The military clad observer just shakes their head
"I don't mind, its pointless for me to have it, but I would like to inspect something, if that's okay"
| >The person continues into the wreck, pulling out some sorts of device and aiming it around.
| >With a loud engine sound, slick looking, covered in various markers yellow and black Lotus Elise drives by. It stops for a second as it passes the scene, with a head of a young blond boy popping out the car's window.
"What the actual fuck."
>He states, more than asks, and the car continues moving, driving away.
| "What indeed," >The blonde says as she picks up one of the bottles of whiskey. She pops off the cap and takes a swig.
"...damn. That's the stuff." >She replaces the cap and discreetly drops the bottle in one of her many pockets.
| >The military looking person crouches down and tears open a part of the floor, before getting some sort of large gauntlet out and putting it on
"Oh, I got a hit"
| >>196939
>The blonde watches from below, before heading over to check the engines and other parts of the crashed vehicle.
| >>196939
>They tear something out of the wiring, some kind of electronic thingamajig and pockets it
"Nothing much, you dont need to know"
>They get up and dust themselves off before going deeper in
"Truly, this is potentially..."
>They say
| >The goggled figure speaks up, revealig a womans voice. She climbs out of the wreck
"yeah ywha, I'm the pilot, what do you want?"
| >>196947
>A large gorilla based robot approaches the area, a tall, young man on his shoulders
"Yo Merc, I'm here."
| >She continues,
no use looking for others, i'm the only on- And Hey, pay up first!"
| >>196950
"All of it," >The blonde says, looking up at the pilot.
>Awkward silence, then...
"...Er, ah actually mean the plane. It's scrap, right?"
| >>196956
"Ayyy, about time," >She gestures toward the crashed cargo plane, which still has the look of its original configuration as a cargo ship.
"Think we can find something in here to fix the ol' bird up with?"
| >>196956
>The military clad person looks at the gorrila robot
"Well, how did that CN get a robot like that, intriguing"
| >The blonde clambers up to the top of the engine and walks over to where the cockpit is.
"Ey pilot, what parts exactly got damaged in the... uh... landing?"
| >>196957
>They turn to the pilot
"I want to see the internal electronics, would that be fine? I can pay"
| >Ace groans
"Look, just give me 3000 z ans that'll cover the insurance payment, that's for the whole party btw, thwn just take whatever you want
| >>196975
>the man hands ace a credstick
>he then takes a bottle of whiskey.
Thank you and your welcome
| >>196971
"The wings are completely busted, any electronics not smashed should be fine, engines and weapons are good to go, just... Let me unbolt them ok? jeezus...
| >>196978
"Oooh, weapons you say..." >The blonde says, rubbing her fists together with glee.
"Whatcha sitting on?"
| >a crate of whiskey rains falls from the sky, crushing a car, miraculously, the bottles are fine
"Oh, watch out for raining cargo,"
>She goes inside the wreck to properly unhitch everything before someone breaks something
| >>196985
>The blonde looks down, to see that the red corvette has been totaled, replaced with a massive box of whiskey.
"...Ah...Ah have never been so conflicted..."
| >>196981
"A 150mm Autocannon, designed for ground based strikes, two 120mm vulcans, and some missle launchers, though no missles, loading mechanism is all internal so you can install ot wherever... just don't point it at me"
| >>196984
>The military clad person heads inside a bit more, their worn out coat ruffling along
>It bears an inscription that reads 13 in bold letters
"So any electronics is fine?"
| >>196994
"Niiceee..."
>She turns toward the enormous robot.
"Here, Atmos, woof woof, c'mere boy!" >She says,
"Gots some nice old weapons of mass murderizin' for ye to get!"
| >>196995
Anything that you're not taking, i'm selling as scrap, so yes. not sure what anyone needs military tech targeting systems..."
>She yells from the inside
"but hands off the blackbox, i need it for legal reasons."
| >The military person nods
"Aye, thank you"
>They start pointing their device all around, sometimes going and taking some gizmo.
| >An alarm goes off some of the whiskey boxes
"ALERT. ALERT. THEIVES"
>Ace comes out of the wreck, even more annoyed
"HANDS OFF THE WHISKEY, I GOTTA TURN OFF THE SECURITY SYSTEMS FIRST."
| >>197005
Ill be back then
>the man is engulfed in a orange light.
>then he is gone, as if he was never there
| >The military clad person grabs a final piece of machinery, observing it
"This could work as a replacement part..."
>They mumble to themselves
| >>196997
>Atmos elicits a smol woof, honestly it sounds kind of dissonant for such a large robot
"W-Woah."
>CN narrowly jumps off as Atmos approaches M9 to help
| >>197007
>She rubs her eyes, but then sighs, taking out a PDA and pressing some buttons. The alarms die out, and she sits back, getting shot up a few inches as the sound of heavy weapons unbolt and hit the ground
"is GC always this lively?"
| >>197019
"Yes, but usually it's lively in the sense of all of us either getting our asses shot off or shooting each other's asses." >She raises her eyebrows knowningly before directing the robot toward the weapon systems.
| >>197019
"Lively is better sometimes, I hated the sights of empty, lifeless cities."
>The Military says, still looking at some parts
>They put down their device and open up their coat, revealing a large antiquated radio covered with white paint and markings.
>It reads 'ACRAS, Unit 13'
"Lets try and switch some of those..."
>She opens it up with a click
| >>197019
>the man reappears in a orange light.
>this time he is holding a bag of French fries
Yep pretty much...
Want some?
>he offers some fries
| >>196961
(late but)
>she sighs
"Nah, fixing it up would cost too much, i'll just order a new one once i get rid of this one.
>she looks mournfully at the wreck, taking a bottle of whiskey herself
"Cheers, Grape-4
| >>197031
>With a large woof, it approaches the systems with its large arms to rip them out and carry them. Meanwhile CN approaches M9
"Why is it that we never asked Engy to borrow him more often again?"
| >>197033
"Yea sure, i could use some grub"
>She takes some fries, munching on them
"Teleporters, mechs, military types eh...
>>197031 >>197032
"I hear ya I hear ya. clear skies was getting boring anyway."
>A crate of whiskey smashes right beside her, she takes another bottle
"Just for the reccord, this was NOT a pilot error"
| >The military clad person takes off their helmet, revealing long pinkish hair, she then switches up some parts within the radio and flips a switch, making it come to life, as Nixie tubes and displays light up.
"This oughta do it, lets see those VUE, yep seems about right"
>She turns to Ace and bows
"Thanks for that, I'll be on my way now, I have other work to do"
>She gets out and looks at the gorrila robot
"I have never seen something like this, what even..."
| >A slightly larger than human-size mech decloaks suddenly near the weapons.
[TARGET ACQUIRED. RETRIEVAL COMMENCING.]
>The mech's fingers dig into one of the missile launcher, and cloaks before attemping to run off again.
>Meanwhile a figure standing in the distance observes the mech.
| >The military woman looks at the decloaking and then whistles in amazement
"Wow, thats some broad daylight deal right there"
| >>197042
"Ah... actually have no idea. It's almost as if he's a character who hasn't seen screen time in the past several months and has only showed up when plot-necessary or when it's convenient!"
>Mercury pats the robot lovingly.
"Maybe we should call him more often, get him some more screentime."
| >>197056
>She takes a swig then smashesnit on the ground
"So this SMARTASS thought it would be funny to load the wrong kind of fuel in a low orbit cargo plane, so it ended up *catching fire* in the middle of my accent and i was forced to make an emergency landing or risk exploding into a billion pieces, only reason why i'm alive was cause i stole a parachute from one of the crates"
| >>197061
"Ah'd be more annoyed if that isn't something that ah'd do meself. Well played, mysterious cloaking mech thinger. Wellll playeeeddd..."
>She turns back to the pilot, Ace,
"Ah was actually talking to geekboy, there. If yer not gonna do anything with the chassis, we can probably find a use for it. Totally not to refurbish our own bird."
| >>197070
"You... stole... a parachute. From one of the crates. You didn't just have one yourself."
| >One of the wings of the cargo plane land on the *other side* of Ace, and she leans back
"God damn company refuses to fly me out. 'we don't fly to GC' my ass..."
| >The military clad girl waves at CN, she looks familiar, yet very different
| >>197061
"Hey what the hell! We were first!"
>He screams at the floating weapon system that is running away
>>197067
"*Sigh* Why do you got be so weird about it and just say that Engy is protective about him?"
| >>197087
"Nope, rent, buy or sleep in the plane, they give us a pillow, atleast. anything not part of cargo isn't allowed, so no beds"
| >>197093
"Chill, there's another one coming in three.. two..."
>A missle launcher parachutes down, landing daintily in the streets.
"Weapons worth more then our lives, Hah"
| >>197093
"Because that's awkward and my explanation is more hilarious to say in front of random strangers? Ah dunno."
>She pulls one of the 120mm cannons and pushes it over the side, where Atmos picks it up.
"At least you got her outta the shop... and her room... and away from the sharp stuff."
| >>197096
Well i cant have that...
How about this,
You can stay at [insert 5 star hotel name here]
They owe me some favors so it should be fine.
| >The mech decloaks near the figure and abuptly drops the missile launcher in front of them.
"WHAT THE FUCK- Oh, it's just you. Now, now, let me see that missile launcher."
>The girl checks the launcher and face-palms herself.
"What the heck is this? What are all of these? Oh my god, stop destroying everything you touch. Now, if you please, go and grab another missile launcher. Soft retrieval. SOFT RETRIEVAL."
"[ROGER THAT]"
>The robots cloaks once again.
>The girl keeps observing.
| >>197099
Hey did you guys claim the targeting chips to?
If not i would like to have them
Seeing as i paid for all of you guys to scavenge this.
| >>197099
"I mean to be fair... We still spend a lot of time in her room still..."
>CN coughs after a beat
"I mean we just spent Valentine's watching movies in her bed.
| >>197106
"Nah, go ham."
>>197107
"Gee, ah wonder what *kind* of movies you'all spent watching on her bed..." >She says, giving a cat face before pointing Atmos toward an engine block. Then she turns toward the pilot.
"Ey. What about the chassis?"
| >>197105
>The mech decloaks abruptly in front of Atmos and grabs the launcher easily, partly because of Atmos being caught off-guard.
[TARGET RETRIEVED. SOFT RETRIEVAL COMMENCING.]
>The mech holds the launcher with both hands, and runs away while slowly decloaking.
| >>197101
"No thanks, i don't take handouts."
>>197109
>She shrugs, getting up and stretching
"Take it, if you can unbury it, again, only thing i need is the black box."
| >>197113
"Ok, that's just getting annoying..." >Mercury's eyes brighten up as she faces Atmos.
"Sic-em, boy!"
| >>197113
>Atmos quickly grabs the back of the mech as he attempts to escape
"Okay asshole! Not this time!"
| >>197113
>Atmos stands straight up and faces toward the direction of the floating missle launcher and gives chase!
| >>197109
>a swarm of orb shaped drones fly by.
>they take some targeting chips and leave.
>>197114
Kk if you ever change your mind though.
| >CN starts taking out his deck
"Atmos rip a plate off this ass! I'm back hacking it!"
| >>197115
"pfft"
>Ace whips out her PDA
"Hold on, i'll order you one, on the house, where do you want it delivered?"
| >>197121
>The enormous, gorilla shaped robot barked loudly, not unlike a dog being asked to play fetch, and digs its enormous "paws" into the invisible robot's exoskeleton!
| "Oh, and if anyone wonders why i'm being so generous giving out the entire wreck: A i have no use for it. B: everything you take i can report as *stolen against my will* and i'll be reimbursed, just gotta do a small processing payment."
| >She infact, makes a phonecall
"Hello HQ? yeah the entire plane is gone. a giant gorilla robot and dog robot is stripping her clean"
>a camera snap is heard
"yeah i know it's *awful* so about that insurance..."
| >The girl observing the mech on top once more, face-palming herself.
"Man, I'm disappointed. Whatever, you're on your own."
>The girl disables the mech's connection with anything cyber-related as a safe-guard against hacking.
"Man, this sucks. I guess I have only this broken trash."
>Meanwhile, the mech is granted full autonomy, and suddenly shoots out high-voltage stun-rods from the back to deter the threat, then gains some more distance.
| >the man just watches the chaos unfold from the nearby roof.
>dudes even eating fries
| "Guys chill, I can order like all the weapons wuth the insurance money, no need to fight"
>She plays a game on her PDA, mostly ignoring the fight
| >>197134
>Atmos whines loudly, like a dog having its tail stepped on, before punching the mech right in its ocular sensors, or any other exposed limb, really.
| "Ugh!"
>CN begrudgingly gives up and checks on Atmos
"You okay?"
>>197137
"Yea that's fine I suppose..."
| >>197140
"Greaaat."
>she blows a bubble gum bubblw
"So one A99 missle launcher... anything else? like a tank? or a FG70 Ragnarok missle?
| >>197138
>The mech, with its ocular sensor ripped out, and limbs missing, is no longer able to move. Now it is a sitting duck. With limbs damaged, it can no longer hold the launcher.
"Tch, it can not do anything right. I guess I have to get them myself. I'm so disappointed in my own corp right now."
>The figure mutters as she starts walking to the site of the crash.
| >>197143
"T-Tank!? Ragnorok missile!?"
>He turns towards Merc, surprised expression evident on his face
| >Atmos barks!
| >>197149
>the man flashes next to ace
T-trust me you do *not* want to give these guys Ragnarok missiles and tanks
| >>197149
>Ace blows another bubble
"Yeah, if it's big and stupid i can probably get it for ya, not small arms, not worth the fuel costs. Do you even know what the ragnarok missle is?"
| >a girl decloaks, revealing 1 cat-ear, the other one missing.
>She looks rather relaxed, except for her menacing red eyes and a big pistol with green liquid dripping all over it.
| >>197157
"Er, so Ragnarok missles come in two sizes, one the as wide as this plane and as tall as a building... and the S1A which is twicw that size. Experimental meant for alien invasions, i can still getcha one, though not sure whu you'd need one of the worlds largest non nuclear ICBMs, but i can get you one.
| >Several large cargo crates land gently, stacked ontop of eachother.
"There's ya missle launchers, now stop fighting."
| >>197169
if you say so, i just wanna see it fired and blow up honestly, whonknows, it might just be a dud *laugh*"
| >>197168
"T-Thanks. Atmos if you would please?"
>>197169
"W-what? Come on let's be real we don't even have something that could *fire* that even if we want to. Besides last thing we need is to be responsible for leveling a portion of the city.'
| >>197165
>The catgirl looks at him curiously
Huh... you look familiar... refresh my memory?
>>197168
"Ohhhh~ Sweet missile launchers, here I come. Oh, and thank you for the 20mm autocannons too, Ace."
| >>197174
>Ace chuckles readinf the order details alous
"launching platform included, some assembly required"
| >>197176
"Yes... weren't you that gurl I hacked some food orders for?"
>>197171
"Just a client from earlier, got a radium rifle and a vial out of it."
| >>197186
Oh yeah, its YOU! CN- Chicken Nanny! I remember now. That was a lot of chicken, and I started a chicken-trading business with them, but I'm still broke.
>>197182
No, I already had a private army, or... used to. I need these weapons to um... tie up my past. It's a pretty big one.
| >>197174
>Atmos barks happily and returns to loading the weapons.
>>197174
"But CN... we've already leveled parts of the city. *cough*Airport, industrial district,*cough*
| >>197189
"Chicken N-Nanny!?"
>He seems a bit taken aback by the nickname
"I'm surprised you haven't made more cash with those vials."
| >>197190
"Merc please... the airport was cause of VTs VTOL and the industrial was cause of that fragging space laser."
| >>197192
>Ace seems somewhat annoyed and looks up ar CN
"Hey Chicken Nerd! You're smart! you know how to beat /Burg/ Crush level 98?"
| >>197193
"Though to be fair, the VTOL was due to good ol Liber taking a hell of a shot." >Mercury says as she starts dragging one of the plane's engines out, propeller and all, (using some offscreen tomfoolery).
| "Space lasers? hell of a city you got here, maybe i *can* make some money selling large arms..."
| >>197192
Mhm. I did make big money using them, but... well the thing is that I used up all my money on weapons, tech, luxury restaurants, sewers ventilation, and stuff like that. chicken nerd/nanny *pfft*
>>197195
>she laughs too, realizing what she said.
| >The mech crawls back to the airport, and grabs a missile launcher slowly, but fails.
"............Now I know why Zaibatsu fails to hold on to GC."
| >>197204
"The... uh... space laser, or what's left of it, is sticking out of the Westport Sea at the moment. Corps and randoms scavvies and the like have been picking it apart, but you can probably find some nice tech in it. Crashed to the planet during a space battle a few months ago, back when that mutant tree thing popped up."
| >>197209
"Ah don't know why but ah somehow feel bad now," >Mercury says, as she watches the robot crawl feebly.
"...Ey. Chicken lady. How much for that bot?"
| >>197195
"You know for a person who has threatened to cut my dick off if I ever hurt your sister, you sure insinuate I cheat a lot behind her back."
>>197196
"Is that some kind of mobile game...?"
>>197199
"True, it was either them or Mombot."
>>197204
"Yea, to bad you missed the part where it blew up during the whole Midnight District tree thing."
| >>197205
"I think you might just have poor money management skills... *sigh* another nickname to the fire I suppose..."
>>197198
>CN looks up to where he heard the laughter
| >>197213
>the man from earlier can be seen waving hello.
Im calling you chicken nanny from now on.
>he disappears in another orange light.
>a mechanical bug jumps off from a crate of whiskey and flys away.
| >>197212
>She tosses her pda at CN
"Yeah it is, tried beating it for like, 13 flights now. I'd ask what thia *tree* was, but i really don't care.
>a mysterious white sticky fluid suddenly falls out of the sky and coats everythinf
| >>197211
"Eh? Oh. I'll give the mech for a few missile launchers. Sure, it's competent but it usually do things too harshly. The mech's chassis is strong but the armor is weak."
>She glances at CN
"Hey, I might not have good financial skills, but I never go deep in the red! It's just that they try to hunt me down more, and I need to spend more money."
| >>197217
"Why did you want me to do it? I don't even play mobile games, it's just a waste of zenny."
>He feels the stuff land on his head
"Uh..."
| >>197223
>She gets off her seat picking some of the substance on her finger and licking jt
"It's dinner, delicious and nuitritious!"
| >>197219
>Sadly, Mercury's love for violence and weapons that she might never actually get to use wins out.
"Ehh, ah'll keep the missile launchers."
| >>197217
>The catgirl narrowly dodges a thick stream of the white sticky fluid.
"What the heck is this? Ace, what the heck? This stuff is falling from the sky!"
>>197228 S-shut up. I-it doesn't m-mean anything....
| >>197231
>The texture is completely disgusting, but once you get past thay it taste's vaguely of... salted potatos?
"It's what we eat on long rides, aka Soylent"
| >>197237
"Soylent... that's what they call it nowadays, huh..." >Mercury says as she cleans her hand.
| >>197239
"Yea yea, go do that."
>>197234
"I don't know about you, but there is nothing lewd about mysteryiously sticky white fluid! it even tastes of delicious salt!"
| "Back where ah'm from, we called it 'spunk.'" >She says, winking.
| >>197243
>He plugs his deck to a PDA and after a moment hands it back
"I'd just like to say this is a very low use of my skill."
>>197244
"Merc please... I'm swear why don't people say you're the one trying to form a harem...'
| >The mech stands up and leaning over a little bit to provide cover for the catgirl.
>>197243
"...................I suddenly have an urge to take a missile launcher and shoot at whatever that is dropping this shit."
>She takes a missile launcher from a crate, and attempts to reload them.
"The liquid is still dropping, either it could be a VTOL, or something else."
>She takes aim at the sky, looking for potential threats.
| >>197247
"Ah'm guessing it's whats left of the cargoplane thinggummywhat, still falling to the ground... like the one that fell on my car."
>She says, looking at the badly damaged red convertible, frowning.
| >>197247
chill, it's my friend, he delivered the weapons, so don't kill him... yet.
>the white stuff stops, followed by similar yellow stuff.
| >>197257
"SEMANTICS!" >The blonde says, as she pulls out a pilot's chair, for some reason. She stuffs it into the waiting arms of Atmos.
"Anyway, before ah forget... when are we... you know... gonna fix Big Momma?"
| >>197256
"Oh my fucking god... what is this now?"
>Runa winces at the sight of the yellow liquid dropping around her, with the mech covering her.
"Oh man, it seems like you're finally being useful, Zaibatsu."
>She takes a glance at CN and Mercury not being affected by the environment.
"*Sigh*, being a harem protagonist must be so great."
| >>197265
"I need to check on some of the doors. One of them I have the code for but the other is broken so I'll need some muscle..."
>He knocks on Atmos
"... to open. Either way, it's not something I can do on my own."
| >>197274
>"Oh shit, he heard me." Runa's cheek flushes red.
"Oh... uh... it's nothing, it's nothing. I-I'm not talking about you. It was some other protagonist, yeah, yeah. Not you."
>She keeps making up excuses to divert attention away to herself while waiting for the yellow-rain to pass.
| >Ace, having had her fun, calls someone on her PDA
"Yeah, thatx's enough, HQ gonna be pissed but you know what? fuck em"
>the yellow rain ceases,
| >>197283
"You don't have to get so nervous... I'm sure whatever you were thinking pales in comparison to what people have actually told me."
| "Anywaynn thanks hacker boy, i appreciate it. Id give you a kiss but you're not my type.
"She laughs, getting another botte of whiskey."
| >>197287
"Yeah, but saying that in real life is different. And yeah, I know that you has a lot of scandal, like a disgusting porn video back then, and recently, a child kidnapping."
>The yellow rain passes. Runa takes an aim at a hovercopter in the sky. Then a missile is launched, homing on the hovercopter. It tries to shoot a flare, but the missiles hit it anyways and it explodes in a glorious *firework*.
"It's working perfectly. Thank you, Ace."
| >>197296
"I don't even know who made that stupid thing... and kidnapping!? When did that happen!? Wait why are you firing that!?"
| >a piece of shrapnel from the helicoptot grazes her cheek
"You're welcome, kind of feel sorry for the poor sod though... not prepared to deal with this kind of tech.
>>197293
"Whaaat the nerd is taken? but what about your harem?"
| >>197298
"Yes I have a f- er, girlfriend, it's her sister in fact."
>He points over at Merc
"Everyone just jokes about the harem thing cause of how I act."
| >Runa smiles in a way a predator sizing up her prey.
"That's for disrespecting a heiress with a piss rain."
>>197297
"You didn't hear about it? Well there's a video about you with a loli dancing around naked like crazy near AUCR HQ. Some people said you manipulated her into uhh...."
>She trails off, and instead focuses on packing up the launchers and ready to leave.
| >>197304 >>197307
"Oh that. *sigh* I assure you you're jumping to conclusions here, if anything I was saving her life."
| >>197309
"Oh, okay. Not sure how you would save a girl by doing that, but ehhhh, I feel like you would give me some explanation that I don't comprehend."
>>197308
>She looks at Mercury and smiles a little
"Well, not anymore. And besides, I have nothing now. Hell, I'm broke."
>Runa waves as she starts to leave with the launchers, the mech staying behind.
| >>197272
"Roight. Now, if you can make time in yer bloated schedule full of womanizing, maybe we can get take a look at the ship around..." >She messes with her fingers,
"...this weekend?"
| (oh yeah, it was to Ace, sorry.)
| >From the window of an abandoned apartment a figure checks the scene trough a reconnaissance visor. The figure zooms in on a lonley bottle of whiskey seemingly discarded on the streets, then the pair of eyes shift over to the woman walking away with a bunch of rocket launchers, then to the pilot and finally back to the bottle.
The figure mutters quietly "Yeah I'll just hope they'll forget all about you Johnny~"
>Still undetected the figure removes the visor and backs off.
| >>197329
"Look I wasn't making her do that, she was doing that on her own... *sigh* I don't think you would believe me if I explained it all."
>>197330
"Sure that works for me, it would give us an excuse to talk to, it's felt like months for some reason."
| >>197349
"Nuthin'..." >She pulls out the last remnants of a crumpled engine and passes it to Atmos.
"So... uh... think we can take the rest of the fuselage with us or something?"
| >>197376
"Great then. When we get back, why don't I buff out those scratches from that other mech?"
| >>197361
"Be my guest, whacha gonna do with it though? surely there isnxxt a lack of scrap in this city"
| >>197384
>The robot makes loud dog noises that could be interpreted as "joy."
>>197386
"Yeah, but it's like *right here*," >She says, scratching her head.
"As fer what we're gonna use it for... no idea. That's part of the fun."
| >>197386
"Can't say no to free stuff."
>>197394
"Great then! I'm sure Engy will be glad to see you all nice and shiny too."
| >>197394
"Well then, go ahead, i'm gonna go, get a drink or something, hey if you do manage to make the ol bird fly let me know
>Ace waves, taking the blackbox with her and going off somewhere hopefully with less danger of falling plane pieces.
| >>197416
"M-Merc let's take it easy now. We don't want Atmos breaking down from wall the stuff we're making him carry."
| >>197419
"Roight!" >Mercury says, jumping down from the fuselage and helping Atmos to carry some of the parts.
| >>197428
>CN walks over to assist as well
"So is there anything else you want to scrap from here or are we good?"
| >A police car rolls up, and a rather bored looking and portly man steps out,
"So uh... which one of you shot down that helicoptor?"
| >>197431
"Ah still kinda want to bring home what's left of the fuselage, to be honest..." >She says, as she turns to see the GCPD squad car rolling in.
>>197447
"What helicopter?"
| >>197465
"Pfft, as if you could pick up an entire cargoplane fuselage..." >Mercury says.
>>197470
"Ohhh, that wasn't us, my dude. That was-" >She looks to point toward the strange girl and her busted up mech, but only the mech remains.
"...er..."
| >>197476
"Er... no...? It, uh, belongs to that other chi-"
>Mercury looks around for Ace, only to find that she, too, has vanished.
>Mercury sweats.
| >>197478
"No, but the guy who did owned it was selling the contents of it online. I can show you the page if you don't believe us. This is all on the level officer."
| "Uh..huh. look ma'am, i'm sure y'all nice people, but you just can't park your plane where you park cars. what ig someone gets hurt?"
>he walks up to the wreck and posts something. Upon closer inspection, a parking ticket.
"Have youraelf a real nice day ok?"
>he goea back to his car
| >>197483
"Uh... yes, sir. We learned our lesson and make sure to park our uh... plane better next time."
| (I fucking love /cyb/ and Glitch City.)
| > a crate of whiskey lands infront of the officer, and he simply drivea around it
"An stahp drinkin and drivin"
>he drives off. what a guy.
| *drinkin an flyin
| >>197490 >>197487
"...You know I think I'm starting to believe that thing about everyone saying I have impossibly good luck."
| >>197495
"As much shit as we've survived in the past standard year? Ah think so too," >Mercury says as she pulls the tow jack out of the overstuffed cargo truck. She attaches it to the front of the crushed convertible.
| >>197498
"Tell me about it. Especially if you've read the stuff I have in that worldline convergence thread, I'd say this year could had been a lot worse... hey, I'm glad you and Jia are still okay... you know that right?"
| >A girl dressed in a bizarre, punk-esque fashion emerges from the nearby alleyway, taking in the sight of the crashed plane before doing a double-take
"That's a plane?! Whew, that's soo cool! Who the fuck hears about planes landing in cities, hahaha! I need to tell mom about this, this ought to crack her up!"
| >>197505
>Mercury walks over to CN and ruffles his hair, despite being slightly shorter than he is.
"You know it. Now come on- we gotta have one of those "drives into the sunset" scenes before it gets too dark."
| "Come on Atmos"
| >>197555
>The giant robot hops onto the bulging cargo truck and transforms into a large cube.
"Woof!" >Goes the giant metal cube.
| "Hold up! One last thing..." >Mercury jumps out of the truck and heads back to the plane. You hear some finagling before she reappears in the passenger side.
"Alright, let's hit the road!"
| >>197579
>Her lips curl into a cat smile as the truck starts up- it lurches at first, but manages to pick up speed, along with a god awful crunching noise coming from the back. Like something large, heavy, and metallic being dragged.
| >>197592
"I hate it when you do that. One of these days I'm gonna get you with a big surprise of my own, just you wait."
| >There is suddenly a large crashing sound as the building the plane crashed into now has nothing left supporting it with the plane dragged out. Miraculously, some of the wheels are intact, so it isn't horribly loud
| >>197595
"Ah look forward to it, chummer. Ah look forward to it..."
>Meanwhile, just in time, the sun starts setting up ahead... even as the cargo truck, the crushed convertible, the two dorks, Atmos, and the entire cargo plane, somehow jerry rigged to the two vehicles, drive off into the sunset.
| >>197602
>CN looks out the window at the HUGE COLLAPSING NOISE
"MERCURY! WHAT THE HELL! WHERE ARE WE EVEN GOING TO PUT THIS!"
| >Ace yells from the cockpit of the plane
"Dude you just totally ruined the moment"
| >Mercury turns up the radio in the cargo truck, volume all the way to max.
>"SWEET HOME ALABAMA" Begins to blare, despite Mercury not possibly knowing what the hell Alabama is.
"SWEET HOME ALAHBAMAH!" >She sings!
"BLAH BLAH, BLAH BLAH BLAH!
| >CN just hits his head on the dashboard over and over again
"I hate this so much..."
| >And so, the three dorks and a robot drive off into the sunset... (https://discord.gg/2w5QRbk)
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| >Between all the rubble, smoke, and police tape is a plane wreck. Crates of whiskey can be seen all over the place, and standing by the wreck is a figure in a bomber jacket and goggles. They tap their foot incesstantly, as if waiting for someone.