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Date Posted: 02:29:18 12/19/00 Tue
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Tsuishi
's message, "Re: What the.." on 23:20:41 12/18/00 Mon
Star Cross Labs
"Doc! We have an incomming transmission!"
"Ecellent! Put it on."
A holographic image started forming in the center of the lab. Flickering in and then out again before it finally refocused.
"Hello, um....Dr. Faust. This is I'm Lucca, Vice Presidnet, Research & development, AniDimensional, Inc. We picked up your signal, but we didn't get any s"subjects" on this end--and we were wondering oif you seen anything of the eight or so people we were trying to bring back, over."
"AniDimensional?" Dr. Faust looked at his assistants. Each returning a quizzical look on their faces. The three cameras turned on as Faust looked into the one in front of him. "It's great to see you! I'm Dr. Faust of Star Cross Labs. Wait, I've said that already." The Doctor signaled to replay the message before he continued. "Ah yes. No, I'm afraid that we don't have any of your subjects."
One of the labcoats rushed over, handing Faust a PAD and whispering in his ear, then as quickly as he came, he rushed back out of view.
"I just recieved information on what had happened to both of our portals. It seems that some incident between your timeframe and the year 1996 had caused a paradoxial flow, interrupting your Pathagorean Bridge and our Temporal Gate. The paradox had caused a time shift that had created an alternate dimention resulting in our subject's portal jump. It would seem that the portal jump had occured on both ends, causing a new..." Faust thought for a second, "Temporal Bridge... Bridge Gate... Well something I've never seen before."
"Doctor! We have a radio signal. It's weak but it seems to be comming from... A battlesuit? Do we have a cleanup operation in..."
The assistant was stopped in mid-sentence when Faust raised his hand. Nodding at the assistant, he continued with his message. "My best estimate is that both of our expirements had resulted in dumping our subjects onto another world. Maybe in another time as well." The eccentric Doctor looked away to someone off camera. "OK Send that to them. Now, tell me about this radio signal."
"This has been a continuing transmission Doctor. They got your message nearly two minutes ago and should be getting the rest of it now."
The Forrest
A billowing column of flame descended and landed past the two groups. Bro'Grim's Jumppack wasn't designed for extended flight. The boosters basically thrust 380 pounds of cyborg through the air like a jet powered brick. Feathering the jets to slow the descent, the cyber dragon turned in midair to face both groups. The whine of fully charged weapons system was barely heard through the roar of the engines. Upon landing the metallic wings retracted and swept back behind it's back. Leaning forward, the draconic head bore it's meanacing metallic fangs. An electric buzz crackled and hummed as a blade of energy rose from a power emitter in the cyborg's left arm.
"Lower your weapons, state your designations, and prepare for surrender." The cold voice synthesizer buzzed.
Man, this thing has the personality of a toaster! A voice had reawoken inside of Bri'Grim's head.
"Unknown program detected. Engaging Protocol: 138"
WHAT!? Not Agai...
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