Alright, you guys want me to give this a spin? I'll give this a spin. First, I'll have to set a few boundaries, though: 1. This will be done in the traditional paragraph format (Meaning all words, none of that picture stuff). Therefore, I will be expecting a certain level of detail in your responses. Since I think I'm the only veteran here, I'll be setting the bar fairly low, but I want to see effort. 2. YOU MUST CREATE YOUR OWN CHARACTER. Canon Mega Man characters will be rejected on sight, and characters named after yourself, almost certainly so, on the grounds that self-insert characters are boring. Before you join, you will submit a Bio for your character, providing basic information such as name and creator (If relevant), as well as a brief summary of the character's appearance, a rough take on their personality, and, perhaps most importantly of all, some form of backstory. I reserve the right to reject any character Bio from joining, provided that I give sufficient reasoning and advice on improving the character. 3. Although this RP is primarily to test your ability to write in detail and play fairly in a conventional (If structureless) role-playing environment, I will be expecting consistent characterization from all players. In a way, I'll be making this easier for you, since you'll be working with a personality that you established yourself. 4. Have fun...or else! No, seriously, I didn't come here to be the Murderer of Fun; I'll be trying to have fun with it too! So have fun with it. What's that? "Enough with the rules, Chaos, what's this RP actually about?" I'm glad you asked. I was just getting to that. --- The year 20XX. The city of Monstropolis was enjoying a sigh of relief. Dr. Wily was safely behind bars once again, thanks to the heroic actions of none other than Mega Man. This particular day was not a day of celebration, but of peace—all quiet, save for the dullish hum of life going on in the city. Or, at least, it was quiet, until a sounding trumpet in the distance played a king's herald.
Or, rather, the King's herald. Sure enough, every television in Monstropolis displayed King's face—headdress, war paint, and benevolent smile. "Good morning, Monstropolis," the once-deposed monarch beamed through the camera signal.
Initially, the citizens looked up at the monitor in fear. King had not been seen since his exodus a few years back; all had thought him dead until now. He took note of this immediately, and tried to relax, slipping off his helm to reveal tufts of radiant blue hair. "Peace be upon you, citizens! I know this is a time of peace for Monstropolis; I do not approach in order to wage war once again. Oh, rest assured, there will be conflict, but for the sake of those who would partake in it!" Clearing his throat, King began a somewhat lengthy explanation.
"I still believe in a world where man and metal man can live in peace, if not in unity. But as long as Robots will fight other Robots to preserve that peace, I think it only fair that there should be an entire league of heroes, not just those who made me see when I had been made blind by the hands of the madman! If we all prepare ourselves, we can uphold this peace, and make the world a better place to live in! Am I not correct?" A few citizens nodded quietly; others clapped.
"Indeed I am! And in my journeys across this world, I have found other Robots who also thought I was correct. We have formed an alliance and sharpened our bodies and minds, and today, we stand before you to offer you a chance to do the same—in a game we call the King's Gambit Challenge!"
"The rules are simple: four chosen Robots will arrive on the scene and battle through a gauntlet of my companions. The battles are for training purposes, so any Robot who is incapacitated will be repaired and sent home. Those who claim victory against the entire gauntlet will leave not only with honor, title, and the ability to protect themselves and theirs, but they will also earn access to our humble armory."
"So! To all Robots out there who hear my call, to all that wish to uphold peace, to all who wish to take this King's Gambit Challenge...decide amongst yourselves who will go first, and of the four chosen, gird yourselves for combat! And, creators...please try to make arrangements for the Robot to take part in this; if they are successful, they will return to you more useful than they were before."
"Meet us at my old Tower on the outskirts of town. You'll find it refurbished, with us waiting there for you." And, as suddenly as King's transmission had appeared, it vanished, and the screens returned to their typical displays.
The challenge was set. The question was...who would rise to the challenge?
(You cannot submit any more bios. MegaBossMan, Spinstrike, Btman, Tobyjoey, and I are the only people allowed to contribute to the story.)
The King's Gambit Challenge Posted by CHAOS_FANTAZY on September 4th, 2014 at 11:12pm Viewed 6718 Times
The interior of King's Tower was more lavish than it was before. Instead of dull greenish and bluish bricks, the place had been refurbished, and bright red banners displaying crests of different makes now adorned the walls. A couple more squat, dark humanoid Robots could be seen milling about, but as soon as they saw Gamble-Man walk through the doors, they exited in a hurry. Save for some support beams, it seemed to be a straight shot to the next staircase leading upward, but as the party crossed the circular room, they passed by a large stained-glass window depicting a weary King marching over hill and dale—which was suddenly broken as a figure came charging into the room, laughing gaily.
He was much larger than Pawn before him, and he was clad from head to toe in a bright cerulean armor with majestic white trimming. A helm covered his head, with a cross-shaped slit for his eyes, but most striking about the man was the giant lance in his hand, easily taller than he, and the Robotic horse he rode in on, which, like himself, was covered in a plate armor, dull and gray.
His horse came to a stop before the challengers, and he stared down the four of them. "Greetings, dear warriors!" he called out, his voice cheery and harmonious. A brief silence. "My name is Knight, second of the King's Men, and I am your next opponent!" ...Another brief silence. "What? Do you mistake me for Knight-Man, representative of the United Kingdom at the First Annual Robot Tournament? I assure you, I am not he...though I did once fight him. ...I lost, unfortunately...but that was a long time ago!
"Indeed, enough with the banter! Today, you will fight me like a man...or woman, if you prefer. Try to knock me off my Iron Horse!" As if in response, the metal horse underneath him whinnied and charged straight at the group.
"First the garden, and now that window. King must not have even the smallest ounce of respect for his own possessions. Perhaps that just shows how rich he really is?" thought Gamble Man as he caught his breath. And did he just mention Knight Man? He remembered that Flame Man often talked about that robot. Very defensive, Gamble remembered he said. Perhaps this horseback riding opponent would be as well?
Posted on September 23rd, 2014 at 7:08pmEdited on 2014/09/24 at 9:50am
Posted 2014/09/23 at 7:08pmEdited 2014/09/24 at 9:50am
#5
Ducking behind a pillar to evade Knight's charge, Print Man took a moment to strategize. A knight on horseback...just as I theorized!" He thought to himself. "If King's challenges are chess-themed, and we've already seen a Pawn and a Knight, next will be a Rook, a Bishop, a Queen, and finally...a King. The King, no doubt."
"But back to the situation at hand. If my studies of medieval literature have taught me anything, it's that plate armor was bulky and difficult to maneuver in on foot. If a strong enough blow can forcibly dismount that fiend, he'll be a sitting duck while we bombard him from afar!"
Print Man's musings were interrupted as Knight battered through the pillar he was taking cover behind. Scrambling back to his allies, Print Man unsheathed his Vorpal Pen and prepared for battle.
Insanity Man, standing for the blow as the idiot he is, overheard Print Man's little dialogue. "Hmm, a strong enough blow, eh? Considering I hold the most power as is, I'll just take down this Knight." However, right after that, the horse trampled Insanity Man.
"Oh, my shell....Gonna feel that one in the morning. Enough!" Insanity Man bellowed "Knave, if you truly wish to defeat me in battle, you must put up a better offense than thy opponent! Like so."
While Knight was distracted from the barrage of attacks from the others, Insanity Man charged him with all the force he had. However, before reaching him, Knight's mechanical steed attacked with his rear legs, sending Insanity Man flying back.
"Hmmm...It seems he has a telepathic link with his Hi-ho Silver. Well, I can expect him to separate with his giddy-up sometime soon, attacking us in groups of two. I could share my little hypothesis, but I think if I kept some things to myself, they wouldn't mind. Actually, maybe the horse just got lucky and maybe they don't have a link. Just me guessing. Oh yeah....I'm supposed to be helping in the fight. Let's see...."
Insanity Man rolled at him this time, this time aiming at the front-side of Knight. As he rolled closer, he once again spring-boarded and flew at the Knight. It did modest damage, but nothing too serious. Knight prepared his lance, swung, and flew Insanity right out of the ball-park.
The horse that Knight rode stared down the Mage Fireballs, and ran headlong into them—and it appeared unfazed. Knight laughed again, the same hearty warrior's laugh, as he plowed through his foes. "Did you fellows really defeat little Pawn outside?" He continued to talk even as the battle progressed—truly this warrior radiated self-confidence. "It is not so wise to let your opponent hit you, and perhaps even less wise to discuss your battle plans where he can hear them!" He placed his arm out to weather the attacks, and as Insanity-Man came rolling at him, he swung his lance, sending him sailing through the stain-glass window which he had broken. "Now, let us try that again...try to knock me off my iron horse!"
"Brave knight, I accept you challenge!" cried Print Man, "Have at thee!" He lunged forward, blinding Knight with a spray of ink from his Vorpal Pen before delivering a powerful slash straight to his breastplate.
Gamble Man stated "If that is really what you want, Knight. Keep in mind you asked us to do this." as he launched a count bomb at the horse's front left leg. The robotic steed covered in an iron casing simply kicked the bomb back, which detonated on one of the fine red banners. "Humph. Figured that would be to easy. "That horse is prepared for attacks that would separate him from his rider. Perhaps we need overwhelm the horse?" pondered Gamble Man.
Posted on September 26th, 2014 at 5:08pmEdited on 2014/09/26 at 5:32pm
Posted 2014/09/26 at 5:08pmEdited 2014/09/26 at 5:32pm
#11
Insanity Man flew right out the castle and landed on a rose bush. As he got up from his unexpected trip, he brushed off the dirt, waved to Pawn, who was tending to his destroyed garden, and rolled again to the battleground. Truly, Insanity Man will never learn from his mistakes.
Insanity Man, thinking about his battle strategy, remembered the Gatekeeper's words.
"Didn't see that comin', did ya?! Part of King's instructions. Sometimes, ya have to work with people ya don't want to work with in order to defeat a common foe! It's all part of the job."
"I'm not a big fan of working with weaklings, but together, we could beat the strong knave. Perhaps King was on to something. In fact, I would expect him to welcome us, considering we didn't have to come to this stupid challenge. Who am I kidding? We all don't have a purpose anymore, we needed this job. Whatever, I didn't NEED this challenge. Even if things go south, I still have my trusty transforming hand AND my secret technique! Well, besides the other ones I use with my special tools, the devastating one."
Mage Man landed from his aerial attack, which didn't see to bother the armored Knight and continued to battle. Insanity Man, coming up fast to the right of him, continued to roll in his direction. Knight was right next to Mage and was focused on Print and Gamble's attacks. Instead of moving towards Knight, Insanity still continued to roll towards Mage. Insanity Man, who couldn't speak due to being inside his shell, had to believe Mage would get the idea.
"Common Mage, use the reflect on me at that right moment to bounce me to him, or otherwise you'll be a magician pancake. Actually, that sounds delicious..."
Mage Man quickly used Mage Reverse at the right moment. He didn't know what Insanity Man was up to. Either he learned that he has to help... He thought, ...or he was just applying to his name. Either way, Knight might not be able to avoid this.
Posted on September 28th, 2014 at 10:02pmEdited on 2014/09/28 at 10:18pm
Posted 2014/09/28 at 10:02pmEdited 2014/09/28 at 10:18pm
#13
True to the name, Mage Reflect sent Insanity Man backwards. However, due to the angle Mage Man was facing, Insanity Man was sent backwards....Towards Knight. The strike hit the gallant warrior straight in his abdominal region, cracking his cerulean armor, and sent him spiraling backwards, knocking him off his high horse. He wiped the dirt off his forehead. Knight propped himself upon his horse once again. However, one could notice Knight seemed to be smiling under his helmet.
"Incredible, this was EXACTLY what my Lord wants. Nice formation, very unpredictable, true to your nature. However, you were lucky Mage Man got what you were looking for, because you could've heavily harmed your teammate. Perhaps next time, you could be more vocal? Ah, I digress! Now, prepare thyselves, especially you, DHN:43 Insanity! Or, is that really your name? Heh."
Insanity Man no longer kept that happy-go-luck smirk on his face, and now had an angered expression. His teammates could tell this wasn't the same Insanity Man from a short while ago. He rushed Knight in a chaotic rage, knocking over several objects in his way. Knight swiftly avoided his attack, but Insanity Man continued to rush in that same direction. Insanity Man could no longer tell friend from foe, and continued to destroy the royal battlefield. What about Knight's statement has blinded Insanity Man in a fit of rage? What secrets is this seemingly-simple robot keeping?
Find out next time, on King's Gambit.[OOC: No, just kidding.]
@Spinstrike : I don't exactly see what you mean here. I assume you mean Knight, but I had to use him real quick for sake of story. I don't think our enemies should be completely mute. And in case you think Knight's too powerful, I don't really think so. He's not too hurt, I'd imagine that armor is good for something.
Though his foes were quickly growing more angry, Knight's disposition had not changed from the start of the battle, laughing gaily as he swung his lance down at the heads of his foes. He allowed Insanity to rampage about, figuring that he was going to wear his combat systems down—though every time he stepped near a support pillar, Knight shouted and his iron horse charged straight into him, shoving him away from there.
Suddenly, without warning, he stopped in the center of the battlefield. "Try dodging this!" he cried, and, taking his lance in one hand, hurled it at Gamble-Man.
"Wait, no! I wasn't ready!" shrieked Gamble Man. Mage Man's Mage Reverse worked on flying the lance back. A little too well, unfortunately, as just before the lance was reflected, it snagged a part of Gamble's should pad, causing him to go reflected with the lance, hanging by the shoulder. As he was held up like a token of war, he saw Insanity, still full of rage, Mage, appearing shocked by the sudden movement, and Print, who seemed to crack a slight smile while observing what Gamble was planning. Gamble seemed to be nervously fidgeting with something while Knight admired his "catch". Just before Gamble broke free of the long, sharp weapon of Knight's choice, he snickered "You are strong Knight, but let us test your reflexes." Knight sat on his horse a little confused as the bomb Gamble attached to his armored back while caught on the lance exploded, Gamble just barely escaping the explosion radius.
Seizing the opportunity Gamble Man had so generously provided, Print Man ripped a strip of cloth from a half-burnt banner. Taking a end in each hand, he wrapped it around a nearby column and pulled himself up with it, gaining an excellent vantage point over the battle. "Steady...steady..." Print Man muttered to himself as he heard the cloth begin to tear.
He didn't have to hold on for long. Soon enough, Insanity Man barreled toward the pillar he was desperately clutching to, prompting Knight's steed to knock him away yet again. Just before it could return to the engagement, Print Man leapt from his perch and landed atop the distracted mount. He scrambled for the reins as the iron horse attempted to buck him off its back.
Insanity Man once again was hit, and this time, it woke him up out of his rage. Cracking his knuckles and giving a yawn, Insanity Man stretched a bit and prepared himself for battle. Insanity could see Print Man on the wild horse, whom was careening out of control in an attempt to take the brilliant "author" off his back.
"Oh, what a beautiful day today! The sky is black, the roses are crushed, and horses rebel against robotic brethren! Just my type of day! Wonder how I fell asleep though?"
Insanity rushed to the battlefield, and noticed something about the pillars. Originally designed to work in hazardous battle zones, he could pinpoint certain unused advantages in battle.
"This room is pretty well-built, eh? Course, I'd bet it's due to those pillows around the room. The one near the broken window, the one in the center of the room, the one next to Knight's lance, and the one at the start of the room could break off and not damage this room too much.....I think. Our attacks aren't doing much to that protected armor of his, but a more focused attack could be just what we need to turn the biscuits....."
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