Post by Zucceta on Sept 8, 2015 20:42:46 GMT
“Pride measures prosperity not by her own advantages but by the disadvantages of others”
The blue jewel sat in dark heaven like a tantalising fruit. Her tongue flickers out, snake-like, as she runs it across her lips, heart pounding in her chest. The day, the final day, had come. And what a lovely day it would be. Her hair was still erupted with the golden peak; her power would be sensed by those from Earth.
She brings the comm mic to her throat, linked to every ship in the fleet; the Imperator, the Star Javelin, and every other single or dual pod that was poised to strike at the throat of humanity.
Her new augmented limb curls as she thinks of her pre-battle speech. She had upgraded from the barebones of the initial Furiosa implement, this time designed a truly cyborg arm. It had taken months of meditation, rather than hours, but the new design was more akin to the designs of Virtual Poi, or Icarus, or Sergeant Blackwell, the de-activated Blue Banner cyborg still comatose within her bed chamber.
The limb was a crimson red, and made of grav-forged steel within her own chamber, an experimental usage of the gravity. Rather than makeshift muscle control, the true robotic limb was 'wired' to her impulse system; she could feel the Furiosa MKII. Every artificial digit. She had impressed herself with its design, rotating the hand rapidly for an entire 360 degrees, a small spark from one of the joints; she wondered how Icarus would respond. Sure, it was still obviously robotic, but the design was almost as complex as his own artificial frame.
She clicks the button on the comm.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the day of our final victory is upon us! I won't bore you with a long speech, no... I shall leave my bragging for our broken enemies. I won't wish you luck, for none on our side need it. I have but one request; do as little damage to the actual planet as possible. Burn the cities, destroy its parasites, but the planet Earth is... special.
"The Natto Force shall attack the metropolis to the South; Mayze's squadron, the city of Satan to the east. My unit, the reborn Apocalypse Incorporated, shall march on the North Capitol! Once in place, each designated warrior will dispatch the Power Ball, and it is the duty of all to protect this formation while the majority of our soldiers ascend to the Oozaru state.
"Remember, we will accept surrender, but their strongest warriors ought still be dispatched; they pose a threat to the sanctity of my new utopia!
And, finally... good hunting!"
And, with that, she pushes a button 'pon her command floor. Several pilots nod at her, cranking levers and typing rapidly.
The fleet begins to descend.
The gigantic space pod crosses the sun, a shadow falling across North City. Behind it, several hundred smaller pods scream past, whirling around the mothership. Below, the city was in uproar, mid-evacuation.
As the first saiyan pods smash through great skyscrapers, a laugh is heard booming through the city.
Lady Death stands on the curved roof of the mighty vessel, the members of her squad next to her. She motions to the two other squadrons, Natto's and Mayze's teams; they would move in opposite directions.
Her golden hair falls back to its normal black, her PL lowering significantly in an instant. Still, it would dwarf many of Earth's defenders. She chuckles, pushing two organic fingers to her throat, glowing with a slight gold ki. Her voice was amplified, echoing throughout the panicking Northern capitol. She glances at Icarus, the signal to throw the Power Ball, before her mouth erupts into a dirty smirk.
"Greetings, insects of Earth! Let me tell you a thing about saiyan transformation...
[Did speech to her fleet
Has better robotic arm
On arrival in North City, began to broadcast vocally, both locally and globally]
(SO. This is the 'opening' thread and everyone from every side can post here, but the two other saiyan squads will immediately zoom to the other two cities after posting here. If you want to stay in 'your' city, you can watch events here on a tv broadcast, etc. Natto et al are going South, Mayze are going Satan; if you want to fight these squads, its probably best you watch from afar).