Bringing you the story of heroes.
To Universe Correction Agency: Bot Crisis All Out Attack!
The exciting third chapter of the U.C.A series of RolePlays!
I hope your ready for a gnarly quest to battle an entire army of a half-million murderous robots.
If you are just arriving, and interested in joining, please see the recruitment page (and please check the title to see if we're open or closed.)
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Otherwise, proceed on, and reply whenever you are ready.
Explosions, gunshots, and screaming. Surrounding the walls of the old warehouse was the blood of many who had fallen in battle. Within the walls, a single man listened to these sounds of death and destruction as he built what looked like an automatic gun turret pointed out at the courtyard.
2fort: 3:30 AM
2fort: 3:30 AM
And he did it all with an honest smile on his face.Yes, this was how things were. Mercenaries from opposing sides killing each other on a daily basis, whether it be for fun or for bragging rights. Don't get that twisted, though. These men were all attached to a machine that pretty much prevented them from permanently dying. Yup. To these men, war was a game. It was their life. As the wrench made it's final whack, Engineer backed away from his creation and folded his arms. The sound of his machine beeping filled him up with so much joy. Not to mention the revenge crits he's going to get once a Spy gets too cocky.
Engineer walked over to the other side of the room, sitting down on a makeshift lawn chair he built to sit back and relax. This was the life. Laying back, drinking a cold one, and listening as Scouts get blasted to next weak, and complaining about it in the chatroom. Normally, games at 2fort take quite some time, but that's why he often comes back to it. The constant puppy guarding of the intel made it his go to spot to catch some Zs. For, hours Engineer would just sleep away the day, and if he hadn't been killed by a Spy or something, would join in on a conga line started by a friendly or something.
This time, however, something began to feel....off. Engineer awoke from a long day of sleep, to find that the area was....quiet. Not like everyone dancing in the sewers quiet, but....dead quiet. Engineer stood from his chair to see his Sentry still in tact. He figured that a Spy would of got it by now. Then again, he would of known. Engineer walked out to the courtyard, it too was empty. He walked over to the courtyard's entrance way, but immediately hid behind the wall when something came to his eye. He didn't know what exactly he saw, but it turned his brain on to panic mode real fast. He darted to the staircase, but his right leg suddenly stops working.
He rolls onto his back, looking down to see that his leg was gone. No stump, no blood, just.....gone. He crawled up the stairs oh his hands, the sound of loud, metal stomping not to far behind, a deafening sound of...some kind of audio playing loudly creeping into his ears. He tried to crawl inside the spawn room, but his hands suddenly vanish too. No matter what he tried, his body refused to move. He turned his head to see them coming. Mechanical legs marching straight toward him, closer and closer. Engineer's body went numb, and he let out a silent scream as the gun fired it's shot.
Before he knew it, Engineer was awake in a bed. The dark room illuminated by a purple glow that had become all too familiar to him. He looked around to confirm where he was, his optics glowing as he looked out the window. The Genesis, the giant pink crystal that watches over all known Universes, floating in the middle of space.
Universe Correction Agency Dorm Rooms: Unknown time.Engineer sat up in his bed, rubbing his cranium as he tried to remember every detail of his dream. He got up from his bed, sitting down at a desk and pulling out a piece of paper. He began writing down everything he could remember. From the silence, to losing his limbs, to...them. He did this so many times that it wasn't even therapeutic anymore. He sighed and looked over to the side of the table. "Well...Another day, another dollar, right fellas?"
"So, anything different?" The calm voice of Marina Ida broke the silence inside of a breakroom, Engineer sitting across from her on a table. She sets down two cups of coffee, Engineer not even touching it.
"No." Engineer spoke. "Same mood, same everythin."
"How's the prosthetics?" Marina asked. "It's been a while, right? No permanent damage?"
"No." Engineer replied.
"Hmm..." Marina sat down. "Any luck with Cugai?"
"No." Engineer replied once again. "Same excuse again."
"Mmm..." Marina sipped her coffee. "Engi. Maybe it's about time you talked to someone about all this. All this sulking isn't good for your health."
"What? Be told that I should accept they're dead?" Engi asked. "That Cugai is right, and bringing them back is wrong?"
"I know Cugai's been strict with you, Engineer." Marina sighed. "I mean, if I lost Pearlie, and my only chance of bringing her back from the dead was just out of my reach, I'd be mad too...but, I think Cugai may have a good reason for it...he's just not telling you."
"He has." Engineer spoke. "He says that they died within our universe, meaning that bringing them back could cause some kind of negative consequence. That if we did it to them, then we do it for everyone to has died in every universe. Dogshit if you ask me."
"Hmm..." Marina stands from the table. "Well, I need to head back to my universe. Pearl and I have a new album we need to cook up."
"Alright." Engineer says. "Thanks for the chat, darlin."
"Stay off the hook, Engi." Marina said with a smile. With that, Engineer was left alone to sulk in a dark room. Alone with his thoughts.
A good while has passed since the Black Void incident. The entire facility involved was seen as the stuff of legend, dealing with the Dark Multiverse and walking away unscathed was not an easy feat. In fact, the whole ordeal was so draining, Cugai and Fugai, two Administrators involved, have decided to go on vacation to replenish themselves. So that leaves me to watch over things....My name is Rebecca Maynard. I am a new Administrator of the Universe Correction Agency. Kind of funny, when you think about it. How could a collage student, with no knowledge of...well, all this, become an Admin. Well, I guess they saw something in me that not many others saw. Come to think of it, I think they say that to almost everyone. I think they pity me. They took a good look at me and they thought I was such a big fat loser that-
"Uuuuuuhhh, waitwaitwait, I don't think I should say that." Sitting at a bench outside the U.C.A watchtower, Rebecca Maynard, a young woman from Kalamazoo, was appointed as the newest official Administrator. Saying she was nervous was an understatement. She hopped they weren't giving her anything super hard. All Cugai and Fugai said was they were getting packed up, and after they were done, then they would tell her what she needed to do. For the time being, she wanted to record a video message to introduce herself to her team. This was her seventh attempted.
"How am I going to do this?" She said. "It feels like the world is watching me and I'm scared out of my mind."
From Rebecca's side, a coughing man could be heard. She looks over to see the source. The creature looked almost like Sonic The Hedgehog, but he had quite the....undesirable looks. He stood behind a booth.
"Don't feel bad, Beckie. You're an Administrator! Do you know how many Agents don't get that opportunity? Heck, one day, I'm gonna rise out of this stinking position and I'm gonna be an Administrator, right up there with the big guns!"
"Uuuuuhh, thanks, Ugly Sonic." Beckie said. "I'm sure you will...get that chance one day?"
"Yeah, ONE day." Ugly Sonic said, his mouth full of spite. "Ya know, I think this face could do a lot of good for the U.C.A., but it's like these people were never told to not judge a book by it's cover. One day, baby. One day Imma be on the top of the chain, and I'm gonna take Balalaika out on a hot date."
"Yeah, the last time you tried that, she threatened to throw you in a meat grinder." Cugai walked out of the watchtower, a flower necklace around his neck. "Come, Ms. Maynard."
Universe Correction Agency Watchtower: Unknown time.
Rebecca walked into the HQ, Cugai and Fugai standing before CiMos, the supercomputer. "This is it, Ms. Maynard." Cugai said. "CiMos here will assist you with anything you need. As our newest Administrator, we can't wait to see you in action."
"Well, while we drink piña coladas on a sandy beach in ancient Hawaii." Fugai states.
"I'll do my best." Beckie said. "B-but, what am I doing exactly?"
"Well, we know how you stress out pretty easily, so we found a little problem you can take care of. Your first baby step, if you will. CiMos?"
With that, CiMos displayed the three a large city. It greatly resembled San Francisco, but Beckie could notice slight differences. The monitor then shifted it's focus on what looked like two individuals. A boy and...a giant robot bear???
Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex: 5:55 AM"Greeeeeeeeegoryyyyyyyyyy?" A female voice called out.
"Where are ya, little man?!" An abrasive, male voice called.
"GET OUT HERE, YOU WORHTLESS TWIRP!" A loud, angry voice shouted.
Footsteps where everywhere. Loud and mechanical, they stomped across every floor in the Pizzaplex looking for "Gregory." From the far side, hiding in a photo booth, a small boy peeked out the curtain to see if the coast was clear. He quickly hides back inside and speaks into a watch on his wrist.
"Freddy. Where are you?" The boy said. "All three of them are closing in, and there's too many of those stupid service bots."
"I'm coming, Gregory." A gruff, yet friendly voice came from the watch. "I must warn you, though, I am low on power. I don't know if I can get you far from them."
"Just get over here!" Gregory shouted. Realizing what he did, his spine stiffens and he looks back out. The green metal of one of them glistened from the dim lights. The robot looked over to see the boy. "There you are!"
Gregory made a sprint out of the booth, running as fast as he could. The bot yelling for him to come back, Gregory kept his focus in front of him. He then could hear the sound of something else running toward him.
"Gregory!" It was Freddy, running toward the boy.
Gregory and Freddy ran toward each other, the latter's stomach opening like a mouth. Just as Freddy got his hands on Gregory, who tried to climb inside, something odd happened. A purple pulse overwhelmed the two, with enough force to push Freddy to the ground. Both Gregory and Freddy lie on the ground, the cold breeze of the night air brushing across both of them....wait a second.
Gregory sits up, rubbing the back of his head. He looks around and notices that they are no longer in the Pizzaplex anymore. In fact, they weren't at any place they were aware of. They were outside, standing on grass on an island in he middle of he ocean. He then gazes out to the water, and he sees a large city. It's buildings stood tall, lights illuminated the place like a burning candle.
San Buena, California: 12:00 AM
"What...happened?..." Gregory asked, Freddy walking behind the boy.
"I don't know...This looks like San Francisco....but my scanners doesn't recognize this place?..."
"M-Maybe it's your battery?" Gregory suggested.
"You think my battery brought us here?" Freddy asked.
"No!" Gregory replied. "I mean we need to charge your battery, maybe it's wonky because you're running out of power."
"Perhaps." Freddy replied. "But, there is no charging station around."
Gregory rolled his eyes in frustration, before looking over to see an abandoned van.
What luck for the two. Gregory, despite constant warnings from Freddy, manages to hotwire the car and gets it to turn on. Using two jumper cables, he connects Freddy to the car battery. "Well, let's hope it has enough gas."
"While I don't condone using someone else's property to charge, I suppose whomever owns this vehicle would understand." Freddy said.
Gregory then sat himself on the ground, sighing. "What is going on, Freddy?"
"I don't know, Gregory." Freddy said. "But, I'm sure we can figure this all out."
"Yeah..." Gregory sighed.
"Listen, I think you should get some sleep." Freddy said. "We can ask around in the morning."
"....Ok..." Gregory rested himself on the ground, Freddy covering him with a blanket from within the car. It smelled funny, but it was better than newspaper. Gregory allowed the rythmic sound of the cars engine to lull him to sleep. "Goodnight, Freddy."
"Sweet dreams, Superstar." Freddy said. He then goes into sleep mode, allowing the battery to charge his own.
Universe Correction Agency Watchtower: Unknown time."There." Cugai said. "A Universal drift had happened. Many have been misplaced because of this. All YOU have to do is get this kid and....whatever that is out of that universe and back into their own."
"Huh....Soooo, do I just send a team in there to grab em?" Beckie asked.
"Well..." Cugai looked up at the screen. "I guess you can let them sleep for now. Just keep an eye on them until then, alright?"
"Gotcha." Beckie said.
A portal opened, Cugai and Fugai walked toward it. Suddenly, Beckie turns around. "WAIT! What if something does happen?!?!"
"Balalaika and Pepperjack are close by!" Fugai called back as the portal closed. "They'll tell you what to do! There's also a red button, you can push it, y'know."
Beckie turned back to the monitor, watching the two. She scoots up to the screen. "Ok, CiMos. We won't let them down. I am a proud U.C.A. Administrator! Nothing is going to stop me from screwing this-"
Two hours of nothing passed. Beckie had fallen asleep watching the monitor, and had fallen asleep. So far, nothing seemed to happen, Gregory and Freddy were still sleeping as well....What Beckie didn't hear was the blinking light on the dashboard, warning that something was indeed happening.
SPACE"Damn it...Ze test failed. I knew ve should ov used more Heavy bots." The man watched from a monitor, he could see a man wearing a yellow and blue costume looming over a pile of rubble. "How are ve going to take over ze multiverse if these freaks are preventing you from becoming stronger?!" The man looked up. "I'm afraid, ve may need to pick another target." He looks into a glowing red eye, both of them floating in the voidless mist of space.
"Ok, I'm Thinking ve need to target a world without superheroes. A world vith relatively low defenses...."
The sound of jumbling noises came from the mass as it formed a small monitor, showing a large city. The man looks into it. "Hmm....A universe vere everything needs ze internet to function?...BRILLIANT! I knew I had gud ideas! And zis city is a perfect place to start."
The thing with him grumbled, as it begins to morph and mold it's formless mass. The man grinned as his army began to form.
San Buena, California: 10:00 AMGregory's eyes opened, the sound of he engine rumbling still filled his ears. Gregory sat up, rubbing his eyes, and stretching his back. He sat there, remembering that they were still in a different place. Though, it was nice that he wasn't in a place being chased by killer robots anymore. He stands and walks over to wake up Freddy, but his eyes then catch a glimpse at the city. At first, he's confused, but then his eyes widen in horror. "Freddy! Freddy, wake up!"
Freddy awakes, looking around. "Gregory? What's the matter, Superstar?'
Freddy stands up, looking out to the city, his own eyes widening. "Oh....my..."
Universe Correction Agency Watchtower: Unknown time."God...." Beckie had awakened, looking at the monitor. Half of the city looked as if it was destroyed, with a good portion of it still under attack. She could even see a large, blob-like creature clinging to the side of the tallest building. How long was she out for? Did she let this happen? "Oh god....Oh no, oh NO!.....WhatdoIdowhatdoIdowhatdoIdo!" Beckie began to panic. She then looks over to the large red button. She clenches her fist, and presses it, summoning the closest available agents she can contact.
This is where you come in. Good luck out there, agents.