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 Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 3:28 pm
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A spider like mech then came in, moving on four legs, it then turned into a tank and parked in a open spot. The top then opened, and a armored person came out, and jumped down, and stretched. "Well this is the garage...Hmm...Roomy, might aswell start working on my VS." Prophet then turned to his mech and started fixing it. "I think this one goes here...Ow! That stung...Oh yeah, this one goes over here, and now, push this, and, I'm done." Prophet said, working on his mech. He then turned to the laser vulcan and started fixing it up. He then finished and got in, making it turn into it's mech form, and got out of the garage.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 9:19 pm
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Ian stepped into the garage, his eyes drifting around the room seeing as the fancy machinery and engine parts used to create suits and mechs. He walked forward and sat down at a steel workbench, propping his head up with his arm and waited for his mech to arrive. He was having it transferred due to its medium build and weapons he wasn't exactly allowed to go driving it around town, or atleast he think he can't. Giving a slight shrug he gave a yawn and watched as a nearby man in armour was working on a spider like mech, well actually it didn't have the eight legs of an arachnid so it was more like a dish with four legs and armed to the teeth. The thought made him chuckle slightly, and he looked down at his watch They were supposed to be here an hour before I was... he thought silently.
Hearing the sounds of mechanized legs moving made Ian instantly turn to see, his mech the "Strider" was being parked in the garage just now. A smile lit up on his face and he rushed over and talked to the man getting out of the mech "Dude, you're late, its been a few hours since I got here, and you just now arrive?" he asked sounding rather childish, "Sorry kid, its a by law for the movement of mechs, we had to have it transferred to the highest authorities and approved"
Ian sighed and apologized, he thanked him for returning the mech and proceeded to test the systems.
"Okay, weapons are disabled at the moment but after we get out on the field they'll be set... mobility is set to max, ammunition deposits are full... and my drink is still here" he said pulling his bottle from the cup holder and taking a sip of his cola.
He hopped out of the cockpit and looked over the mech, a smile on his face as it seemed to be fully operational. |
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