Post by David Bowie on Jun 14, 2010 15:42:52 GMT -5
With the death of Ansem, Seeker of Darkness, and the removal of Organization XIII, the Heartless and Nobodies have lost their leadership, and a power vacuum has been created.
In the deepest reaches of the Dark realm, where the darkest hearts sleep, the reverberations of these events have awoken one of the darkest and most powerful beings extant. This being quickly took over the entirety of the Dark Realm, and has turned its eye on the Realm of Light, intent on adding it to his empire.
[glow=black,2,300]NETWorld[/glow]
In a cell, deep in the bowels of a prison, an old man sits. His name is... well, everyone just calls him Dr. Wiley. He is the former leader of the now defunct group, World Three, better know as the WWW. He sits in silence, contemplating his situation. It is the only mental exercise he partakes of. He keeps going over the events preceding his incarceration in this barred room. No matter how he examines the battle, he knows now that he was doomed to lose, just like every other time he fought the boy, Lan, and his Navi, Megaman. Perhaps, had he been less evil, he would understand their true strength, but were he able to understand, he wouldn't be the man locked in this little room.
So deep was his concentration that he didn't notice the cloaked figure in the corner of the cell until it spoke. "Your darkness speaks to me, old man. A burning desire for chaos and destruction. Tell me, what do you want to destroy?"
The voice made Dr. Wiley jump. He turned quickly, and stood, looking at the cloaked figure. "What? What do I want to destroy? I desire nothing less than the destruction of Net Society!"
The figure chuckled. "Would you be interested in a partnership that will allow you to do just that?"
"A partnership? To what end?"
"The end you desire most. I require someone with extensive knowledge of computer science and CyberSpace. I have chosen you. You have this choice: Join me, and wreak havoc on the world you despise so much, or rot in this cell."
The old man smiled. "Get me out of this cell, and I'll do whatever you want." A portal opened in the corner of the cell, and the figure walked through it. Wiley began laughing insanely and followed it through.
[glow=red,2,300]Mobius[/glow]
In the highest room of a heavily guarded tower, a man paces, yelling at a pair of robots. His name is Dr. Ivo "Eggman" Robotnik. He is at a creative crossroads in his life. He has tried nearly everything in his hundreds of attempts at world domination, and all of them have failed. He is trying to come up with a brand new way to take over the world. So intense is his irritation, he doesn't notice a cloaked figure enter the room. But the robots do, and they jump up. One yells, "Who are you?!"
"My name is unimportant. And so are you." The cloaked figure strides past the robots, and addresses Eggman. "So, you wish to rule this world, but you've run out of ideas? How about an orbiting space station equipped with a cannon?"
"No, I've tried that, when I took over the Space Colony ARK and used the Eclipse Cannon."
"That orbiting hunk of junk? It must be 50 or 60 years old. And it requires an unreasonable amount of energy for a single shot. I have in my possession plans for a station that is just as powerful, but doesn't require the ridiculous energy source that ARK does. Now, I need someone with extensive knowledge of weaponry and robotics to build the weapon for the station. Will you join my little group and build this weapon, which you can then use to rule this world?"
"Hmm... Well now, my friend, you strike a hard bargain. Consider me in. I will build this weapon."
The figure nodded, and vanished. Robotnik turned to his minions. "Well? We have a plan! GET TO WORK! And get my best searcher on finding the Chaos Emeralds!"
[glow=green,2,300]Bowser's Domain[/glow]
In a dark castle's throne room, a large turtle-like reptile is throwing a tantrum. Time and again, he has tried to take over this world, time and again he has kidnapped this world princess and ruler, and time and again he has gotten his spiky shell handed to him by a plumber with a red hat and impressive mustache. "It's not fair! No matter what evil plan I come up with, Mario still wins! It's just not FAIR!!!"
"So, you wish to rule this world, is that correct?" Bowser had been so preoccupied with his tantrum that he hadn't noticed the cloaked figure enter his throne room. He immediately stopped bawling and growled at the intruder. "How did you get in here?!"
"Peace, your Highness. I come to you with a proposition. I am in possession of a set of plans that will allow you to take over this... world. I just need you to do something for me."
Bowser looked at the cloaked figure suspiciously. "How can I trust you? I can't even see your face!"
The figure laughed, and threw back its hood. It's skin was black, crisscrossed with tiny blue lines through which Darkness, the creature's blood, pulsed. It's eyes were a glowing yellow. "Well, King Koopa? What say you?"
"What do you need me to do?"
The creature threw a bundle at Bowser's feet. "That is a blueprint for a space station. I want you to have your legions of followers construct it. When that is done, the cannon will be attached, and the CyberSpace installed. Then, you can use the station to rule this world."
"Kammy!" Bowser screamed. An elderly Magikoopa on a broomstick flew in the throne room, and was about to question the creature's presence, when Bowser expertly nailed her from across the room with the bundle. She grabbed it before it could fall. "Take those to our top scientists! We have a new goal!" The creature spoke to Bowser. "One more thing. Do not deviant from the plans in the slightest. No personal touches, no custom paint jobs, nothing." With that, the creature vanished. Bowser began to laugh evilly.
With that, a new plot to rule has begun...
In the deepest reaches of the Dark realm, where the darkest hearts sleep, the reverberations of these events have awoken one of the darkest and most powerful beings extant. This being quickly took over the entirety of the Dark Realm, and has turned its eye on the Realm of Light, intent on adding it to his empire.
[glow=black,2,300]NETWorld[/glow]
In a cell, deep in the bowels of a prison, an old man sits. His name is... well, everyone just calls him Dr. Wiley. He is the former leader of the now defunct group, World Three, better know as the WWW. He sits in silence, contemplating his situation. It is the only mental exercise he partakes of. He keeps going over the events preceding his incarceration in this barred room. No matter how he examines the battle, he knows now that he was doomed to lose, just like every other time he fought the boy, Lan, and his Navi, Megaman. Perhaps, had he been less evil, he would understand their true strength, but were he able to understand, he wouldn't be the man locked in this little room.
So deep was his concentration that he didn't notice the cloaked figure in the corner of the cell until it spoke. "Your darkness speaks to me, old man. A burning desire for chaos and destruction. Tell me, what do you want to destroy?"
The voice made Dr. Wiley jump. He turned quickly, and stood, looking at the cloaked figure. "What? What do I want to destroy? I desire nothing less than the destruction of Net Society!"
The figure chuckled. "Would you be interested in a partnership that will allow you to do just that?"
"A partnership? To what end?"
"The end you desire most. I require someone with extensive knowledge of computer science and CyberSpace. I have chosen you. You have this choice: Join me, and wreak havoc on the world you despise so much, or rot in this cell."
The old man smiled. "Get me out of this cell, and I'll do whatever you want." A portal opened in the corner of the cell, and the figure walked through it. Wiley began laughing insanely and followed it through.
[glow=red,2,300]Mobius[/glow]
In the highest room of a heavily guarded tower, a man paces, yelling at a pair of robots. His name is Dr. Ivo "Eggman" Robotnik. He is at a creative crossroads in his life. He has tried nearly everything in his hundreds of attempts at world domination, and all of them have failed. He is trying to come up with a brand new way to take over the world. So intense is his irritation, he doesn't notice a cloaked figure enter the room. But the robots do, and they jump up. One yells, "Who are you?!"
"My name is unimportant. And so are you." The cloaked figure strides past the robots, and addresses Eggman. "So, you wish to rule this world, but you've run out of ideas? How about an orbiting space station equipped with a cannon?"
"No, I've tried that, when I took over the Space Colony ARK and used the Eclipse Cannon."
"That orbiting hunk of junk? It must be 50 or 60 years old. And it requires an unreasonable amount of energy for a single shot. I have in my possession plans for a station that is just as powerful, but doesn't require the ridiculous energy source that ARK does. Now, I need someone with extensive knowledge of weaponry and robotics to build the weapon for the station. Will you join my little group and build this weapon, which you can then use to rule this world?"
"Hmm... Well now, my friend, you strike a hard bargain. Consider me in. I will build this weapon."
The figure nodded, and vanished. Robotnik turned to his minions. "Well? We have a plan! GET TO WORK! And get my best searcher on finding the Chaos Emeralds!"
[glow=green,2,300]Bowser's Domain[/glow]
In a dark castle's throne room, a large turtle-like reptile is throwing a tantrum. Time and again, he has tried to take over this world, time and again he has kidnapped this world princess and ruler, and time and again he has gotten his spiky shell handed to him by a plumber with a red hat and impressive mustache. "It's not fair! No matter what evil plan I come up with, Mario still wins! It's just not FAIR!!!"
"So, you wish to rule this world, is that correct?" Bowser had been so preoccupied with his tantrum that he hadn't noticed the cloaked figure enter his throne room. He immediately stopped bawling and growled at the intruder. "How did you get in here?!"
"Peace, your Highness. I come to you with a proposition. I am in possession of a set of plans that will allow you to take over this... world. I just need you to do something for me."
Bowser looked at the cloaked figure suspiciously. "How can I trust you? I can't even see your face!"
The figure laughed, and threw back its hood. It's skin was black, crisscrossed with tiny blue lines through which Darkness, the creature's blood, pulsed. It's eyes were a glowing yellow. "Well, King Koopa? What say you?"
"What do you need me to do?"
The creature threw a bundle at Bowser's feet. "That is a blueprint for a space station. I want you to have your legions of followers construct it. When that is done, the cannon will be attached, and the CyberSpace installed. Then, you can use the station to rule this world."
"Kammy!" Bowser screamed. An elderly Magikoopa on a broomstick flew in the throne room, and was about to question the creature's presence, when Bowser expertly nailed her from across the room with the bundle. She grabbed it before it could fall. "Take those to our top scientists! We have a new goal!" The creature spoke to Bowser. "One more thing. Do not deviant from the plans in the slightest. No personal touches, no custom paint jobs, nothing." With that, the creature vanished. Bowser began to laugh evilly.
With that, a new plot to rule has begun...
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