darn you i wanted 4th page!

I had it before both of you even tried. Although, Acid, it was awfully nice of you to hand it over like that.

Fwarble.

You had a pre-claim, which could easily be overrided. I got the real claim and gave you the page.

Either way, 4I has the fourth page. YaY 4I!

HOO HA

Chapter 22 is being worked on even as we speak. Your patience will be well rewarded.

*waits*

*goes off somewhere else to do other stuff in the meantime*

*waits and goes to read the rest of the chapters*

You mean you haven't read them yet? man, you don't know what you're missing

I'm with Acid.

While im waiting ill update my profile

Gecko

Species: Gecko (Duh)
Gender: Male
Height: about the height of Lori
His Appearence:Black with thick, green stripes on his Back, A blue Wristband and Backpack, Orange headband, and Orange eyes, black when he gets real angry, ie rage.
Skills/Powers: He has no powers, but he is a balanced person. His speical skill merly handling weapons better than most people, even if it's his first time using it.
Description: Behaving like a Mercenary but without the money thing, he is Merly Nuetral sided. He has a good sense of humor as long as it makes sense to him. he usally chooses the good side if nuetral is no choice. Although, he would make a good teamate.
Weapons/Ships: 3 Weapons and 1 Ship:

Laser
Its got to be his all-time favorite weapon.
this weapon is the perfect, well rounded weapon.
works at any range, but its harder to aim the farther the target is. best used in Medium-Short range battles that are at medium intesity.

Super Laser
The Perfect sniper weapon, that is for him.
Shorter reload time, about 1 second, but weaker damage makes a good trade-off. works at any range but it is best to use it at a distance. best used in stealth situations, where long range is key.

Flamethrower
This is just the same as jazz's toaster, but it has a longer range and is slightly stronger, but this comes at a cost of a little more ammo usage. can only be used at short range. this weapon is not seperate gun and is linked inside his Laser. Best used in Close and intense combat situations
Maxium Ammo: 150.0

Pyro GX
This is his ship. only used in airborn and space situations.
This ship is modified to carry only his and 3 missile types:
Concussion, Homing, and Mega in order of power. also slightly slower and a little stronger but nothing noticable about that.

Now that im done im off,
Toodles.

Whee, profile. Have you posted this in the "Everyone's characters" thread as well?

If not, do so.

If yes, then SAMWISE HAMFEST IS THE SNACKFOOD FOR YOU

why dont you people tell me anything

Because that's just the way this quirky little community works. ^^

........very funny

When are they going to fix that d'freggin' smiley?

Probably never. *sighs*
Now, WORK ON STORY NOW!

Chapter 22: An Unlikely Comrade

“Phish, I’m going to need a scan of that satellite PDQ. Find us a nice place to break and enter, preferably as discreetly as possible, please.” Acid spoke through the intercom as the others left the gunners’ chamber. “How much time?”
“Scan’s running. I’d give it three, five minutes before we reach.”
“Good. I don’t want to give this egomaniacal freak any more time than we need.”
“Egomaniacal freak? You sound like—”
“I have to use all of my self-constraint to keep myself from screaming a good succession of expletives at the top of my lungs about this… this…”
“Egomaniacal freak will do.”
“Thank you.” Acid left the mic on its hook, and headed off after the others, who were already a distance down the corridor.
Lori turned as Acid padded up behind her. “So what’s up?”
“About five minutes until we reach the satellite. Phish is scanning for somewhere to start. Have your blaster ready?”
Lori grinned, and flipped the weapon about her finger nonchalantly. “Always do.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
It wasn’t long before most of the crew were in the control room. Acid had disappeared from the group unnoticed; Phish was keeping an eye on the scan, elsewhere; and Jazz, Jack, and Firefox were on their way up from the ‘bot hangar.
The visage of the massive satellite grew larger by the second as the Hybrid Corsair continued to approach. They could easily identify its single, immensely powerful weapon, perched on the end of the main body of the satellite and poised in a deadly position facing Carrotus, and the five arms, still rotating discomfortingly rapidly. Jazz, Jack, and Firefox entered quietly, following the trail of lights that had been lit up for them, like before. They remained silent, and watched as the distance between them and the satellite drew nearer to zero with every passing second.
There was a sound of metallic scraping from behind the cockpit door, and before they could react the door slid open. Acid limped through, lugging a large, metal case behind him.
Firefox cast a puzzled glance at the green-furred rabbit as he entered.. “What’s in the… that?”
Acid looked at Firefox, with a smirk on his face. “See for yourself.”
With that, he flipped the latch on the case, springing its cover wide open on its hinges. Inside, resting in black foam padding, were several large weapons, guns just more than half as long as the rabbits were tall.
Firefox whistled admirably as he studied the large weapons, but Jazz blinked a few times, slightly puzzled. “What do we need these guns for? Won’t the blasters we already have suffice?”
Acid shot a glance at Jazz. “Have you ever tried to take on Devan’s generators? They’re not exactly easy pickings, if you’ll recall.”
Jazz returned the glance. “Of course I’ve had to destroy generators for Devan’s stuff in the past. I mean, I destroyed the Twin Mega Battleships, didn’t I? There were two generators, one for each ship.”
“That was a long time ago. Things have changed.”
“A year isn’t that long, Acid. Besides, how do you know that Buster’s using better generators than the ones I had to deal with on the Battleships?”
“Because I’ve been hunted down by what’s left of Devan’s robot troops for the last year, probably because of my ‘dealings’ with the CSA Weapons Division?”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. It’s okay, ‘cause the robots are pansies, but their generators are a pain to take apart. So… there.”
“I’m going to take a wild guess, and assume that the generators in these guns are the same ones from the robot troops?”
“But of course. I’m not going to just destroy a good energy-producing device like these when I can actually use them for stuff, like these guns.”
At that point, they heard Phish’s voice over the intercom, and he didn’t sound pleased. “Durnit, Acid, where the smark are you?!”
Leaving the others to the weapons he had brought in, Acid strode over to the mic, picking it up and leaning onto the control console casually. “Nyes?”
“Scan’s been done for a while now. I’ve set the ship to connect to a vent of some sort, near the axial hub. About twenty seconds ‘til we dock. Be ready.”
Roughly twenty seconds later, the Corsair came to rest against the indicated vent. Something beeped loudly from Acid’s direction, and there was a low hum for a few seconds. He stood still, listening to the deep hum, and nodding in satisfaction when it ended.
Acid grinned as he reached up to his ear studs. “Hey, Jack, remember what you were saying earlier, about cracking some skulls?”
“Yeah.”
He gestured to the door as it opened with a quiet hiss, revealing the reflective tunnel of a venting duct on its other side. “Now’s your chance, bud.”
Jack said nothing, but simply smiled wickedly as he exited the ship. The others, each now armed with one of Acid’s monstrous mega-blasters, were not far behind.
Acid picked up the mic one last time. “You okay with staying, Phish?”
“Yeah, I’m cool. I’ll be waiting for you when you get back. Now get gone, and kill something for me.”
“Will do.”
Then Acid was gone, and the door closed behind him.

A few dozen meters away from the Corsair, Jack found an exit from the venting duct. It was only a fan, blowing hot air from a machine room into the duct, but it was a way in. He pointed one of his two cannons at the rotating blades, and with one blast the fan was blown off its moorings, and sent spinning into the room. Jack quickly dropped through.
He was immediately faced with a throng of lizards and turtles, apparently having been lying in wait for him to enter through the duct. Being the first one out of the Corsair and into the satellite, the others were still behind him. Which meant that he was alone, facing off against a hundred or more of Tank’s henchgoons.
A smile crept across the white rabbit’s face. A crowd of reptilian minions, all to himself? He almost pitied the poor, luckless fools for being in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
Namely, on the business end of his twin blast cannons, at any time other than never.
Jack squeezed the BIAS’ trigger buttons down hard. His deadly weapons responded by immediately beginning to churn out their devastating ammunition, and before the reptilian masses could react their numbers were already thinning. However, even his massive guns couldn’t hold their own against such a monstrous mob of minions, and he came to realize that they were slowly cornering him.
Electrik and Lori, the next two to have left the relative safety of the Corsair, could hear the sound of Jack’s guns ripping through the lizards unfortunate enough to have stood in his way. They easily found the hole in the duct, where the fan had been before, and below was the swarm of goons. A small spark zapped between Electrik’s ears, and he quietly gestured to Lori to stay a short distance away. After she moved a few inches from him, the blue rabbit extended his open palm toward the hole. Two arcs circled down his arm from his shoulder, and when they hit his hand it glowed a bright yellow before loosing a powerful bolt of lightning into the reptilian masses. It struck at least three lizards, who promptly exploded like overinflated balloons. Electrik was quickly through and wreaking havoc, while Lori was death from above as the others approached.
The mass of lizards and turtles began to realize that they were even less than unsuccessful; while their numbers were rapidly decreasing, there were actually more rabbits than there had been to start with. Jack, having been rescued from the crushing weight of numbers, became a blazing death machine, loosing rounds at a group of turtles before flying headlong into another. Headcheese, Spaz, and Foo were demonic pinballs, literally bouncing off the walls and blasting away madly. Jazz paired up with Lori, as did Firefox with Wizard and Acid with Blaze, and stood back to back with her to protect her six, while she reciprocated. Electrik simply fried anything that got close.
Before long, the numbers of reptiles were cut down to nothing. As quick congratulations were given, Firefox noted one last lizard hanging around, trying to act innocuous. The crimson-furred rabbit coolly aimed his blaster and fired, but the lizard hastily dodged out of the way. “‘Ey! Don’t shoot me, I’m on your side!”
The indignant yelp got Jack’s attention, and the white rabbit examined the renegade reptile as Firefox prepared his blastgun for a second try. Jack quickly forestalled his friend from laying the lizard low, then looked him over scrutinously.
The creature in question looked around fervently, taking stock of his surroundings, before speaking again. “Before you kill me, hear me out. I want to help you guys destroy this satellite.”
Acid was skeptical. “Oh? What’s your story?”
“Name’s Gecko. High-level technician on the Eschaton. I know my way around this place better than most, and I’m willing to help you blow the whole thing to smithereens, free of charge.”
Wizard blinked. “Why? What have you got against Tank?”
Gecko sighed. “Tank treats us – his own soldiers – like air. Anything that goes wrong ends up being our fault. I’ve had enough, and I’ve decided that switching sides will probably turn out to be in my favour.”
Acid was still suspicious of the lizard. “How do we know we can trust you?”
In response, Gecko turned, whipping a blaster out of nowhere, and put a few dozen holes into a machine on the other side of the room. Sparks flew as the thin metal casing was perforated, and after a few seconds it simply exploded.
Gecko turned to them, with a smug grin on his face. “The pressure in the launch bay is going to be unpleasantly low for a while.”
Acid chuckled. “You’ve won me over. Anyone else have any objections?”
There was a general shaking of heads, and Acid nodded approvingly before turning to Gecko. “Then it’s settled. Welcome to the good team.”
“It’s a pleasure. What say we get started?”
“You’re the high-level technician. Lead the way.”

I worked on this chapter during my vacation. Therefore, it is good.

*pounces Coppertop, for sheer lack of something better to do*

YAY^_^

Nice idea for getting Gecko in there, Is his Pyro GX going to show up any time in there? (sorry if I sound like a nitpicker, I'm a Descent fan as well. )

I guess I'd better start on the next chapter of The 4th Wall. If I don't, I think I'll need to deal with a certain someone's BIAS in the near future...

Firstly, no. At least, not in this story. Maybe he'll stumble across it between E:JF and E:JF2, and thus he has a ship.

Secondly, Jack is going to drop the BIAS before the end of the story. So you'll just have to deal with a sniping blaster.

oh boy oh boy i'm finnally in yay!!!!!!
OMG OMG you're taking my Pyro GX away, you're not nice, although its inside the station so i'd know why, it'll problally be when the space station goes BOOM! You're taking my Laser thats my best weapon i have i want it otherwise i'm either playing like Grit or Max (Advance wars COs Grit is keen in indirect combat, max is the opposite). also i have to say i'm not a lizard i'm a Gecko! Geckos and Lizards are different. And 1 more thing i forgot to add another skill which is: can climb some walls because of his sucktion cup hands and feet (if i put in the other topic it would go unoticed). i am now done!

Actually, I didn't have the benefit of your profile when I was writing this chapter, seeing as how I was in a cabin which lacked a phone, let alone internet access. Besides, when you said laser I thought you meant a laser burst pistol, not a straight-beam laser. Dun' worry, I'll fix all that up in the next chapter. Somehow.

And the Pyro GX will be safely removed from the satellite before everything explodes. I don't treat joiners as harshly as I treat my own characters. (What do I mean by this? The answer awaits in Chapter 23!) ^^

no the Laser is like the blaster but is shaped like the Descent Laser shots are the same as a normal laser but are green. and they dont use fast fires

Then all is good. I'm not going to drop any more hints about the next chapter quite yet. Maybe to some privileged readers (*cough*), but as of yet, nothing to tell anyone.

By the way, I did some work on SoT over the two weeks I was away. I you thought Vaper was dangerous... think again...!

Gecko, you're scaring me. We both like Advance wars, and we both like Descent. What's next? Tyrian? Starcraft?

Acid does everything, which is why he always seems just like somebody.

Oh, and this story... I'll read it sometime. Really. Maybe if it's in a nice text file. In size 18 print. Yeah, that would work. Sometime.

Does Word in size 12 work for you?

Originally Posted by 4I Falcon

Does Word in size 12 work for you?

I'd prefer it saved as plain text so I could import it into a speaking program. Word's quotes and "..." symbols aren't readable by most things.

Originally Posted by 4I Falcon

I worked on this chapter during my vacation. Therefore, it is good.

*pounces Coppertop, for sheer lack of something better to do*

What did I do to deserve that?

Anyway, excellent as always, 4I. I'd post on mine but my computer is still packed. *sighs*

Radium ... lazy.

Yay! CT's back!... sort of.

For a while I thought that XP virus got you.

I TOLD you I was moving. I still am.

Originally Posted by Coppertop

I TOLD you I was moving. I still am.

Yes, but you said you'd be back in about a week and... evidently I can't count to seven.

Evidently. It's BEEN a week.

Originally Posted by Coppertop

Evidently. It's BEEN a week.

Unless the date on your leaving thread mysteriously changed, you left the fith. It's now the 20th. That's more than two weeks.
BWAHAH! BEAT THOSE LEET MATH SKILLS!!!

It mysteriously changed, although I've been gone a little more than a week. I left the 11th.

Well... at least I was half of right.

Anyway, back on topic and talk about this story I plan to read someday.

Read it NOW.

Originally Posted by Coppertop

What did I do to deserve that?

Nothing. I did that because I love you like a fat kid loves cake. I thought you'd know that by now, CT. For shame.

Hurr. I don't know... I believe I was in a pounce-happy mood when I did that. *cough*Esper*cough*

Never mind.

Whuddabout me? *glares*
If you can fit it in:
I've got a landspeeder (It's a motorcycle-like thing, with hovercraft-like propulsion)
The Spy Runner:
Pure black, with a fin on the back with Spy Runner on it in red, two things on the bottom, spaced where the motorcycle's wheels would be, look like large magnets, and provide the hovering aspect: These magnet things can alter gravity, making it so he can even flip upside down and do barrel rolls.
It has two forward-facing guns which are machineguns, and on the sides, right infront of the handlebars, two long outrigger-like things are, each one with a missile launcher facing backwards (Very limited ammo).
The front of the landspeeder's longer than a motorcycle, and streamlined.
There's a special suit for using the speeder, which consists of a helmet, gloves, and boots, which make it feel like he's always right-side up, and the boots clip onto the bottom of the speeder so he doesn't fall out. (Speeder is unfit for space use besides people in spacesuits/can breathe in space for riders)

Probably not. Maybe in E:JF2, but not in this one. The end draws nigh, and there isn't a very good chance there's going to be enough room.

Sorry.

Page claim in the name of CT, fat kids, and cake. ^^