FanFic: [Group-Fic] All The Small Things...

[mr_rubbish]

I think its time for ANOTHER pointless, plotless group-fic..........

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Mitch wiped the sweat from his brow. It wouldn't be the last time he would wonder why a ship with a population of over 100,000 only had 20 mechanics. AND why did these damn toilets have to block so frequently?

He had barely walked in the door of the Mechanic's Guild when he spotted a General standing around looking uncomfortable.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, yes you can. As you know, there was an explosion on the surface of Ragol yesterday and as such, we have lost contact with the settlers of Pioneer One. That's where you mechanics come in..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we require a team of mechanics to go to the surface to repair the communication systems so that any survivors can reach us."

"ALONE?"

"No, no. Certainly not. A team of oddball Hunters will be put together through random circumstances to accompany you. Don't worry, you have 10 beats or approximately 12 minutes to prepare."

Mitch buried his face in his hands.

"This is not happening..."

The General patted his shoulder on his way to the door.

"Don't worry, it'll all work out in the end."

Mitch turned to face the departing General.

"What about Greedo? Please don't tell me he's going?"

"Anything is possible..." Said the General as he disappeared from view.

[Mixfortune]

"Shit, I'm so bored..."

"What is it this time, Velesta?"

"Nothing, Loukraz. I'm just...bored...shit."

Loukraz set his newspaper aside as he looked up to Velesta, who was sitting opposite him in one of the cafe booths aboard Pioneer 2.

"Well, what do you want to do about it?" Loukraz asked her, giving her his full attention, yet secretly despising her rude behavior.

"I don't know, maybe kill stuff...and shit," Velesta pouted.

"Now, now. You wouldn't want to end up in prison again, would you?" suggested Loukraz, who decided it was safer to go back to his newspaper.

"No, of course not, but-"

"Then silence yourself. Sheesh."

An awkward silence came from Velesta. Minutes later Loukraz snapped.

"Okay, fine. I can't stand the empty silence generated when you don't talk. It's the only way I know you're alive."

"Yay!" shouted Velesta joyfully, definitely not acting her age of 22. She went back to her drink.

"Hmm..." Loukraz murmured to himself.

"What is it?" asked Velesta, looking back up from her Double Cafe Specialty. She saw a few rifles, belonging to Pioneer 2 soldiers, aiming point blank at Loukraz's head.

"If you'll accompany us, Sir Loukraz. The general wishes to speak with you."

"Which 'general' would it be this time?" asked Loukraz as he stood, stracthing his short white hair.

"Just come along peacefully." the soldier said, motioning the group of soldiers to lead Loukraz away.

Velesta stood up in protest, but was eased back down by one of the soldiers.

"Master Loukraz!" she called, wondering if she'd see him again. He disappeared around the corner with the soldiers. The soldiers watching over her also left, leaving her alone in the now empty cafe.

Somehow, she had to catch up to them.


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[Zaneatron]

Embordak was strolling down the hall or his work place, the legendary Badgerwurks weapon manufacturers. It was a highly secretive organistsion onboard Pioneer 2, and kept itself away from prying eyes.
He was quite happy at this point in time, being the First Android to be elected as the Chairman of the company. Many looked up to him, mainly because he was 8 foot tall, but also because he was a very special, and much respect android, whom most people could turn to in need of help or advice.
He eventually reached the main public area of Pioneer 2. Here he was no Chairman, he was not special, to everyone else he was just a normal droid, a normal 8 ft tall droid.
He went to sit on a bench, just to pass some time, maybe perform a few calculations. On his way to the bench he bumped into an oldish man, and knocked him to the floor. Embrodak noticed his jacket was laden with several medals.
Embrodak picked him up with one hand and dusted him off.
"Are you 'The General'?" asked Embrodak, much taken aback by seeing such an important person in the public.
"Erm, yes, whats it to you, let go of me", he wasnt happy, having felt like there was a huge dent down the right hand side of his body.
"Im just amazed to meet such an important person, in the public, wow this has to be one for the annual"
Embrodak brought the General to his side and put out his arm and turned his hand to face them.
"Say cheese", said Embrodak.
"Let go of...." The General tried to speak, but Embrodak hugged him tighter so he couldnt breathe. A large flash of light emitted from Embrodaks hand, almost blinding. Several looked around, but most passed it off as an "eccentric droid", "taking photos", of "random people".
"There that wasnt so bad now was it?"
The general managed to wrestle away from Embrodaks huge arm.
"Right! youve been drafted. Report to the mechanics in that building, im sure you will know where to go" said the General hastily.
"oh so you clocked me did ya?" asked Embrodak.
"Yes I certainly have, theres only one head of a secret organisation cocky enough to take a picture of me with him, in bloddy public. Now get in there, theyre looking for people, and you are people, literally!", said the general in a raised voice.
"And how do you know ill know how to find it?"
"I know more than youd like to believe i know Embrodak, so get in the bloddy building already"
"Meh, ok, I doubt theres much for me to worry about"
"Wouldnt we all like to believe that", said the general as he started walking off briskly.
Embrodak turned around and headed off towards the mechanic dept. in the afore mentioned 'building'.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, what the worst that could happen?" he said to himself.
Suddenly a grand Piano fell on his head. he stood there wondering what all this wood on the floor was, and where it had come from, exceedingly quickly.
"Meh", he said and walked off again.

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[MQuantum]

Mechanics! Greebo will fit in like a sore glove!

Ummm, well, how about I use someone different... He's already been in 2 groupies...

Who to use... To use... Uuuuuuuse.... That makes a cool sound... I'm running out of memcard chars...

Hmmm...
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The metalic footsteps clicked softly on the empty street, even though they were going fast enough for running. The dark shape flitted from shadow to shadow, trying to keep away from the prying eyes of Pioneer two. So out of character...

She rounded a corner, and ran into a gruff military type figure. She was knocked onto her rear, and a little peep was heard. The man looked down at her observantly.

He saw Before him a female android, with dull orange and black paint, and an almost sad face. She was wearing a tan leather backpack, and from under the lid of the pack he could see... A BLUE FLUFFY BONBON?! A PUFFY FLUFF OF DOOM?! OR JUST SOME WIERD COMBINATION OF THE TWO?!

It was irevalant. "YOU, despicable citizen!" He raged, lurching forward causing his medals and badges and shinies to clink. "This is the SECOND time someone has ran into me! YOU WILL PAY!" He snatched a piece of paper off the gound, produced a pen, and began to scribble madly.

He thrust the crinkled paper into his offender's face.

It simply read "U HAVE BEN DREFFTED!" In a third grader's handwriting.

"You will report to the Mechanic's Guild immediatly!"
He Stomped off, looking for another oddball to katch and deliver.

Fortune looked after him quizically. She stood up, brushed herself off, and patted the BLUE FLUFFY PUFFY FLUFF BONBON OF DOOM!

"Well, I don't think we should disobey the nice man's orders!" she exclaimed Brightly, and was acknowledged by another cheep. "We can go to Ragol another time, I guess! You'll really love it there!"

She could see the Mechanic's Guild just a block away. She ran towards it, Waving the paper like a banner at people, and trailing said BLUE FLUFFY PUFFY FLUFF BONBON OF DOOM.

[Sagasu]

Agghh, I dont have time nooOOOO!!!

I'll try to jump in sometime/when I find some

TIME HERE TIME!!

*whistles*

[White_Knight]

As VaAn was walking toward the teleporter to the surface with his S-Rank slung over his back blade inward near the ground he see's an android walking into the mech guid shortly fallowed by a female built droid
hmmm...what's going on there
as he's thinking of this the fourious general walks stright into him
"NOT AGAIN DAMNIT THAT'S THE THIRD PERSON TO WALK INTO ME TODAY."
"You walkd into me sir not the other way around."
"DON'T YOU GET SMART WITH ME."
"But I was...."
"I DON'T CARE." He pulls out a pre writen letter that tells VaAn to get his rear into the mech. guild.
"Congratulations" he says regaining himself "You have been drafted."
one of VaAn's hands come out from under his cloack as he picks up the note. Staring at it like he was going to be exicuted. And slowly trys to find the right building. Giving a silent hiss to the general as he walks off.

[Lone_Wolf_Nasca]

Enter Dailoren ^_^ !!
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Where is he ? She looks at the crowded street in hopes of finding the man she is waiting for.
Come on, where are you ?
A hour has pass...
Thats it !! When I see Nasca im going to kick him so hard,for dumping me here !! She does a high kick in blind fury not paying attention to a passer-by wearing lots of shiny medals who gets knock into the air from the sheer force of her kick and then falls flat on the ground.
Oh my gosh !! Are you alright,sir ?
The man then mumbled something about a fourth loon that runs into him.
Sir, do you need medical attention ?
The man still trying to gain his bearings takes out a small piece of paper and writes something and gives it to Dailoren.
What is this !? O.o
PAYBACK !!
Huh ?
The man then ran off,laughing like a maniac,leaving her behind.
What the hell is going on with the men on this ship !?
She looks at the paper and reads "You have been drafted."
WHAT !! she screams at the top of her lungs.
Nasca this is all your fault, im going to kill you when I see you !!
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I will continue this in three days (I will be finally free from work by then !! )

[mr_rubbish]

"OMG! Its Gozilla! Run"
*Sounds of people panicking*
"No! It's worse! Its... FORTUNE!"
*Sounds of people rioting*
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Mitch looked on at the sight of a few hunters entering. They seemed uncomfortable to be there but had no problem with helping themselves to the complementary buffet table setup in the corner. A newman female emerged from room behind him and approached him. She was dressed in bright red denim dungarees / overalls, with a brown and black striped tail and two brown animal ears poking out from underneath an oversized red cap with a large 'M' emblazoned on it. She stroked her bushy fake mustache while grinning inanely.

"Mario?" Mitch asked increduously.

"No silly! Its me, Melay!"

"Er... so what's with the outfit?"

"It's for the Halloween party!"

"Oh... Well first of all there have been two Halloween group-fictions and you missed both of them... and secondly its NOVEMBER!"

"Well there's no need to shout." Sulked Melay. "And why are all these people here? New recruits for the mechanics guild?"

"Fat chance." Said Mitch glumly. "They're Hunters to escort us to the surface."

"Great! I could do with some action..."

[-Z]

*camera pans around*
...
*pans around some more*
...
*pans around and finally finds Zi'Zuku*
...
"oh... hey guys... listen, i'm not good at lying, so i'm gonna give it to you blunt. I'm not joining this one! there. i said it."

*general walks up, about to hand Zi'Zuku a peice of paper.*

"woah, woah woah! you are NOT drafting me into this thing! plus if you do, i could always run to ragol... that counts as another country, so there. HA! ^_^"

*general hands peice of paper to Zi'Zuku*

"even better. you've been conscripted!"
...
"heh. aheh heh. AAHAHAHA!!"

"what are laughing about ya little conscript?"

*takes out caduceus*
"THIS ENTITLES ME TO GIVE YOU THE BIGGEST 'BUMP' EVER!"

"...mommy"

[Kadou]

Well I managed to get a little time to scrape up a short intro...
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The angered General (insert general's name) continued down the street to wherever it was he was going to.

Suddenly, from some random dark alleyway came a loud whisper, "Psstt! Hey buddy, you interested in buyin' a penguin?"

The general looked stupidly around for the source of the noise, his eyes eventually falling upon a man of moderately young age wearing a dirty grey overcoat standing half-concealed in the spooky shadows of the alley. He was holding one side of his coat open to reveal several full, but buttoned-closed pockets. In the bottom, largest pocket there sat a cute little penguin, staring out with its cute little penguin eyes.

"What the Hell would I do with a penguin?!"

"It's an, uh, a rare Mexican dancing penguin," the man said, pulling a sombrero out of one of his other pockets and placing it on the penguin's head. On the side of the pocket from which the penguin had come there could be seen the faint outline of a mechgun-type.

The general straightened his posture and put on an expression of poorly feigned sterness.

"Do you have authorization to be carrying that weapon?" he demanded.

"Which one? I mean, uh, yes. Yes I do," the man replied. He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a Hunters License.

The general looked briefly at it, not noticing that it had expired a couple years previous, and said, "Good. You've been drafted." He pulled out a slip of paper reading, "j00 |-|45 b33|| dr4|=73d" with a crude signature near the bottom. With that he turned and began walking away, throwing over his shoulder, "Go to the mechanics building/guild/thing."
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Ignatious has joined your party. *do do da DOO*