Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Blended Dimensions ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Hibiki54 
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.21.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 937 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Crossover Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.21.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 937 | Status: Completed
I will only post this in this chapter of the story and I will only do it ONCE!!
Disclaimer: ANY mentioned anime, movie, TV show and Book or any of their elements is not owned by the author. This story is written for the general purpose of entertaining others and make the author and his friends get a kick out of it. Out Of Character (OOC) is the norm in this particular fanfiction. Note that there will be ALOT of racial stereo-types in this story. That is my only warning. If you have any problems... Suck my Dick an' JiggLe my BallZ Ma-Oh-Fah-Ka! OMG!
Blended Demensions
By Bud
Chapter 1
The desert. A vast part of the Earth, or Planet Zi, which houses some of the most deadly conditions. Posionous serpents. Scavengers that wait for their prey to slowly die in the sweltering sun before they move in and feast upon their burnt flesh. It's a shame these scavengers are on a paved road.
VROOOM!!! SPLAT!!
"MAHNAJEH!!" Buddy shouted excitedly, shifting the heavy vehicle into a higher gear as it zoomed down the highway at over 120kph. "That shit was Tiiiiiight!"
"I'm still wondering how you got a license to drive these things, man." Ranma Saotome, a young japanese native and all-powerful martial artist, said with a hit or worry. "How did'ja get this anyway?"
"Umm.. well, you see...."
*FLASH BACK!* (Wow)
Guard A looked at Guard B. "How long are we suppose to guard this truck?"
Guard B shrugged. "Dunno. The big boss said until he gets done with the restroom."
"Shit." Guard A grumbled.
"35 to 45 minutes." They chorus together.
"He shits too much." B said in annoyance. "Not to mention it's hot and we gotta sit in the truck with him."
A agreed. "Damn."
Said truck was a large tractor trailer vehicle with 3 flat trailers used to carry many different types of supplies. They were also large enough to haul 3 large mecha, which caught the eye of a certain large asian teenager.
Unnoticed behind the guards, Buddy crouched behind them just under one of the trailers so even if they looked down, they wouldn't notice him. Reaching out with a firm powerful hand, Buddy grasp Guard A's ass before retreating under the trailer.
"Gah!" Luckily for Bud, Guard B had his hand behind his back while whistling. "Fucking fag! What the fuck niggah?!"
Guard B looked perplexed. "Huh? What you talkin' about man?"
"You do that shit again and I'll beat your ass, fucking fag."
B just strugged. "Whatever." Damn gook, he thought.
Bud reached his hand out again, holding in his laughter.
"That's it!" A slugged B on the jaw. "I'mma kicka yo ass niggah! Go, go, go!" A said in a heavy Korean accent.
"Fuck you cuz!" B pimpslapped A to the floor. "I'm from GooDfeLLez niggah!"
"Shuuuttaa fuhka up niggah!" A threw a dragon punch at B.
"Sonic Boom!" "Hadoken!!" "Spinning Bird Kick" "Muahaha! PSYCHO CRUSHA!!"
In their little brawl, they didn't notice Buddy hijacking the truck and turning the corner down the highway laughing his ass off.
*UN-FLASH BACK* (Oh yeah!)
[LOL] Ranma held up a sign since he couldn't say anything with all his laughter. These signs come in handy sometimes, he thought through his laughing spree.
"That was some funny ass shit, Bud." Montel said from the backseat, holding his gut in pain. Laughing could hurt sometimes. "Hey look," he pointed at the horizon. "It's a town."
"Lucky us then." Bud said, finally gettin some control over himself. "We could use some supplies and a place to rest. Maybe even find a job for money."
"Yeah, I'm hungry too." The Saotome stomach is never satisfied.
Montel looked slightly annoyed. "Your always hungry, fukin' fat ass."
"Imagine?" Said Bud, starting slow the truck down to the legal speed limit.
Montel got an idea. "Hell yeah. Shit." He rubbed his hands together. "Maybe we can get some money by being mercenaries and shit. Zoids for hire."
"Umm... With what Zoids? Damn niggah."
"Fuck you too, Flip (Buddy's ethnicity)! Least I came up with the idea!"
Ranma decided to break up an upcomming argument. "Uhh... Maybe we can convince people that our mecha are these er.. Umm.. Zoids?" He noticed them looking at him. "What? I got something on my face or what?"
"Ranma.." Buddy started.
".. came up with..." Montel followed.
".. an idea.."
".. that doesn't involve.."
".. martial arts?"
Buddy looked at Montel whom nodded at the large asian man.
"THE WORLD IS COMMING TO AN END!! AHHH!" They both shouted in extreme terror.
"WILL YOU TWO STOP OVER EXAGGERATING!" A little meeting of the minds silenced the two men.
"Shit man, you didn't have to hit us that hard." Montel complained as he rubbed his sore knoggin.
"Anyway," started Buddy not really phased by the attack. "I'll find us a place to park and then I'll get some info on employers. You two go check out the locals and shit."
"Aight."
Awhile later..
The local bar was a good place to find info on whatever you needed to know. For a price that is. This particular bar was famous for serving Zoid pilots and various military personnel. It was also somewhat a neutral zone for either the Republic or Empire could socialize with themselves. But that was very rare.
Wimpiez, the name of the bar, was bustling with energy. Scantly clad women moving about serving drinks and appetizers to customers, male and female. To the eyes of Montel, everyone seemed to be a soldier or pilot. Even the fruity guy trying to hit up on the bartender and not really getting that far. Sad really.
As the music hit Ranma and Montel's ears, they both started to groan in recodnition of the jazzy-upbeat music. A certain theme that was present in bars in that Star Wars movie. (You know which theme).
They both sat silently at an empty table, ordering a couple non-alcoholic drinks. They kept up the quiet time before Montel noticed a certain person sitting at the bar. "Yo, Ran. Check out the chick at the bar."
Ranma turned slightly to see the women. "Hey hey.." She was wearing a skimpy looking outfit. A haulter-like vest-top exposing her mid-drift, short shorts and a pair of thigh high boots. Make everything all red and in leather and you got once sexy mama sitting by herself. Ranma noticed her shorts mostly. "Nice ass."
"Yeah. I recodnize her. Naomi Fluegel." Montel said matter of factly. "She's a sniper. Best in the Zoid Battles. Bud will have a hard time snipin' against her if they ever meet up in combat." He realized something. "Wait a minute...."
"I highly doubt that." Bud said from behind Montel, eyeing the sexy Naomi Fluegel knowing she was looking at him from the corner of her eye. "I got us registered with the local merc committee. We're low rank but I know we'll quickly rise up to the top, no sweat. Think ya'll can handle it. Cost us a bit too."
"Che... There's nothing Ranma Saotome can't handle." Guess who said that.
Montel shrugged. "Anyone who meets up with me has a date with the maker." He chuckled.
"Shut up you fake ass Duo Maxwell." Buddy grumbled. "We still need a team name though."
Ranma put in his 2 cents. "How about the Anything-Goes team?"
"Your scaring me, RanKO."
"Shut up Buddy, jerk."
"Team Wysinger sounds nice." Montel put in, grinning at himself like he made the best choice.
"NO!" The others shouted in his ear.
"Gah---!"
Sigh. "We'll figure out something." Bud rubbed his temples. "The people gave us a 'hard' job. Gotta capture some people. They seemed like the type that would take up challenges so I sent them one with a little something else." He started to leave. "You guys rest up for tomorrow, I got some shit to do first.
In another part of the desert, a man took a package addressed to him into a stronghold. A few minutes later pink goo started ozooing out of the windows followed by a large spurt of profianity.
Early morning, The beginning....
Ranma sat patiently in his humanoid mecha, the mysterious black gear Weltall. Just like all their mecha, all three men 'acquired' them from different demensions. Some harder than others. Though Weltall was a mech that seemed to call him when he arrived into that world. The pigtailed martial artist felt that he and Weltall belonged together.
Ranma looked out of Weltall at Deathscythe, Montel's mech. Like he was drawn to Weltall, Montel somehow belonged to Deathscythe. When they arrived on the 'Gundam Universe' as Bud called it, Montel seemed to become more serious than his usual laid back attitude. That is, until he got his gundam. Then he started acting like one happy camper.
He didn't know how Buddy came in contact with the YF-19, since the two arrived in it over Jusenkyo after he fought Saffron. He pushed that thought aside. Not good to bring back bad memories. He still wished he could see Akane's face... as he brutially forces her to take him up the---
"RanKO!"
"What do you want you jerk!" He shouted back over the comm. net.
Montel appeared in a view screen in front of him. Buddy would of too but he was keeping radio silence until the battle started. "What's up man? Ya spaced out again."
"Just thinkin' of home again." Ranma said in a bored voice. "Still wish that damn bitch Akane didn't choose that damn fruit cake Ryoga." He had a little fire in his voice when he said their names, a small chuckle rising from deep within him. "But I showed them. Heh heh heh."
His hair suddenly changed red as he turned into his buxom cursed form, along with Weltall who also change into a red colored winged version of the black gear. "HURRY UP I WANNA FIGHT!!"
Buddy picked himself up from outside his fighter. He'll never get use to Ranma turning into...that. It wasn't the curse that bothered him, it was just the personality. Ranma's darkside. Or Id. He was glad he mastered that Xenogears game or he would of never of remembered this. He broke radio silence. "Shut up Ranma."
"That's Id!!" The high, angry voice replied.
"Whatever Ranko." Buddy grumbled. "Fuckin' whore."
"Fuck you Bud! Fat pig!" Ranko or Id growled. "I'll show you a whore!"
"Fuck you bitch!"
"No fuck you asshole!" She gave him a seductive smile. "And I will too." She licked her lips.
Bud shuddered. It was a good thing that Ranma still had some control over his Id. Though she says she would, they almost came close a couple times. He was glad Ranko never went far with him. It would be devestating for both parties. Though he fantasized about screwing the red-head shitless, it was a full woman, not the part-time evil girl that she is right now. Plus, Bud doesn't fuck guys, even if they do look and have the right parts of the fairer sex.
"Imagine?" He smiled at her. "Hey look. It's the group we're waiting for."
"What?! Where?!" Ranko looked around gleefully, wanting to satisfy her thurst for violence. "WHERE?!"
A Whale-King passed over, dropping off 5 various Zoids. A large grape-colored Hammer Rock, a gorilla-like zoid with a set of cannons on it's shoulders. A black Deathpion, a scorpion-like zoid with a blaster as a stinger tail. A cyan Godos, a bipedal dino-zoid sporting a set of blasters along it's sides. A red Command Wolf stands next to the Hammer Rock, seeming to growl at Deathscythe and Weltall. It's twin cannons cycle it's aim between each one. Finally, a white Raynos hovers above the ground, seeming to watch it's prey before going in for the kill.
"This is it?" A deep voice echo's over the comm net, catching the attention of the 3 teens. "Just two weak humanoid Zoids? The committe must be joking! This is a piece of cake!"
A girl voice from the command wolf speaks up. "These zoids have no description, sir. They must be custom designs. I'm also picking up a 3rd off in the distance. It's powered down, but scans make it to be a Raynos."
"Weak sauce." Another spoke up.
"Bakla G!" Said a stupid voice.
"My niggah. BOOM!" Said a 5th.
"Where gonna pay you back for that dirty trick you pulled! No one messes with the Very Evil No-Good Gang!"
Montel sweat-dropped. "Are these guys for real?"
"Not really." Ranko dead-panned.
"Heads up!"
Ranko let out a loud amazon war cry, charging into the other team at blinding speed. Ignoring the ordinance hitting her mech, she jumps over the Hammer Rock sending a flying kick that knocks the Command Wolf into a back-roll. "Heh hee!!" A quick round-house topples over the Godos, catching the pilot by surprise with the deadly speed and accuracy of the attack. "More! More!"
"Anyone who faces me has a date with the maker." Montel smirks facing off against the Deathpion. His massive polearm ignites into it's giant curved blade, giving Deathscythe the look of death itself.
The scorpion zoid fires it's tail blaster, rocking Deathscythe and it's pilot. "Don't underestimate me, boy."
"I wasn't prepared." said Montel. He regains control of his gundam and charges the zoid. It swings it's massive blade in a downward arc. Deathpion brings up a claw, catching the pole before it makes contact.
The zoid pilot laughed. "You suck kid! Your no match for me, Ha! Huh?" He watched his control panel shut down completely.
SYSTEM ERROR! LOCKED!
"Don't underestimate the God of Death." Deathscythe pulled the tip of it's blade back through the puncture it make in the torso of the zoid. An explosion rocks the side of the mech, knocking the grim reaper over onto it's side. Luckily, the hit wasn't strong enough to lock up Montel's systems. Like that would ever happen. "Bitch! Bud! 12 high!"
"I got it." Alpha One fired it's jets, lifting off in pursuit of the high flying Raynos. Turning off active stealth he comes up behind the unsuspecting zoid, locking on a missle. "Suprise!" He pickles a hardpoint and lets loose a single SRM-6. It spirals toward the zoid, but at the last monent it banked and twisted, dodging the shot. "Nice." Buddy smirked. This will be fun. And so the chase began.
"My niggah! Booom!" Siren's blazed in Bud's cockpit. YF-19 banked and rolled, vectoring to dodge salvo after salvo of missles as they streaked and homed in on him. Maneuvering quickly, he flew into the missles path and blasted forward. A turn here, bank there and a little more power from the twin thermonuclear fusion FF-2200E vernier engines and a little help from the thrusters mounted on the wing tips gave Bud the awesome maneuverability to dodge all the missles.
The plane shifted, surprising the Raynos pilot, into gerwalk mode. A configuration that kept the same maneuverability as a plane, yet added a pair of legs and arms to the fighter.
With a loud growl, Bud aimed his XS-15 at the missle swarm. Pulling the trigger, the rifle spat forth death as it mowed down every last missle before turning it's attention to the zoid.
WHAM!
Weltall through a fierce punch at the Godos, knocking it down again.
SMACK CRASH!
Weltall pimp slapped the Command Wolf into a mountain.
"Hehe hee!" Ranko giggled insanely.
"Tee hee this." The ape zoid came up behind the red gear, laying cannon fire upon it's back. Weltall stumbled and that's all the other 2 zoid pilots needed before they started taking pot shots at it.
"Stupid jerks!" Ranko made her gear dash toward the Hammer Rock in a leap. Using it as a spring board, she jumped into the air cupping it's hands together. "Moko..." The Godos happened to be her target. "TAKABISHA!!" A blast of pure confidence mixed with Weltall's ether amplifiers resulted in a huge blast that tore at the Godos leaving nothing but the head and cockpit. "Che..." Ranko started to quickly dodge fire from the last two ground zoids.
The command wolf pilot was having a hard time trying to shoot the dancing zoid. That red humanoid type just kept dodging in a circle, but kept getting closer. She didn't know what to do but--
POWER WARNING! SHUT DOWN....
Deathscythe's buster shield returned to it's left arm from it's attack. The command wolf now sported a nice tear through the backside of it's armor. "Fight for real, damn bitch!"
"But I am!" She pouted playfully. "I just wanna have a wittle fun!"
Montel grumbled to himself.
Up in the sky was nothing short of a dog-fight. It was more like a dance of death. Raynos kept up it's speed while dodging YF-19's fire. As they exchanged some fire, Alpha One switched to soldier mode, completely confusing the Raynos pilot of the configuration. Bud fired his vernier engines to full, catching up with the zoid before laying more accurate fire with the gatling rifle. Depleted transuranium slugs ripped through the zoid armor like a hot knife through butter. The pilot ejected before his zoid was swallowed by it's own explosion.
"That is why I am the Game, and I AM that damn good!" Bud said over the comm net to the ejected pilot. "Fucker."
The Hammer Rock zoid was having a really bad time. Both the skinny red zoid and the black zoid that looked like the reaper just kept dodging his perfectly aimmed shots! This was impossiable, he thought. "Stand still so I can shoot you."
"Okay." Ranko replied, a hint of amusement in her voice. She kept dodging his attacks.
The angry pilot growled. "Stand still now!" The red zoid jumped over a missle strike and disappeared from his view. "Where did she...?"
"Right behind you, jerk. Xeno-Amaguriken!!"
The air around them shattered in a huge sonic boom created by Weltall's attack. Dust and sand kicked up blocking everyone's view. A breeze blew by sending the annoying cloud away.
GLUNK! CLANK! BLOMP! CRUNCH!
The grape colored zoid slowly fell apart piece by piece until only the cockpit remand suspended in the air. That too fell to the ground allowing the pilot, a short one legged midget dressed in a 17th century French uniform to crawl out and start shouting insults at the other pilots.
"You narky, gormless chaffler!" He yelled in a fake british accent. "Bugger off you midden player of sweaty bollock!" He continued to shout more insults.
Buddy sweated. He knew what the guy was saying.
Montel looked kinda confused.
Ranko just smirked.
"Your mutha smells like tha bottom of a rabid cow in season! I shall taunt you again!" His shirt fell off. "Huh?" Pants, shoes, underwear and finally his hair fell off too. "Uhh.. hehe. Er...Cheereo chaps! Zoooom!!" He ran away holding a piece of paper between his legs.
"..." said Buddy.
Montel had different thoughts. "Um..................................no."
Ranko just couldn't stop laughing.
They all realized something. "HEY COME BACK HERE!!"
End chapter 1.
Note: Just to remind you folks. If you don't know, later chapters will explain it.
Note: You'll notice a reference from Macross Plus in the battle. In Macross Plus series Guld, the pilot of the YF-21 pulled off a stunt where he dodged missle after missle during a test flight before turning around and lighting each and everyone with rifle fire. Bud pulled off the same maneuver.
Note:For those not familiar with Xenogears, go buy the game for PSO and play it! It explains alot about Ranma's choice of mecha.
Note:For those unfamiliar with the YF-19, got to http://www.steelfalcon.com/macrossmecha.html
It's a site that has details about various mecha and their accessories. Check it out. It's cool. Secondly, if your thinking that the the YF-19's XS-15 gatling rifle is Heavy Arm's, your wrong. It's a modified version of the XS-06 Gun pod also found on that website under the VF-11 Armored variant. Check it out.
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Disclaimer: ANY mentioned anime, movie, TV show and Book or any of their elements is not owned by the author. This story is written for the general purpose of entertaining others and make the author and his friends get a kick out of it. Out Of Character (OOC) is the norm in this particular fanfiction. Note that there will be ALOT of racial stereo-types in this story. That is my only warning. If you have any problems... Suck my Dick an' JiggLe my BallZ Ma-Oh-Fah-Ka! OMG!
Blended Demensions
By Bud
Chapter 1
The desert. A vast part of the Earth, or Planet Zi, which houses some of the most deadly conditions. Posionous serpents. Scavengers that wait for their prey to slowly die in the sweltering sun before they move in and feast upon their burnt flesh. It's a shame these scavengers are on a paved road.
VROOOM!!! SPLAT!!
"MAHNAJEH!!" Buddy shouted excitedly, shifting the heavy vehicle into a higher gear as it zoomed down the highway at over 120kph. "That shit was Tiiiiiight!"
"I'm still wondering how you got a license to drive these things, man." Ranma Saotome, a young japanese native and all-powerful martial artist, said with a hit or worry. "How did'ja get this anyway?"
"Umm.. well, you see...."
*FLASH BACK!* (Wow)
Guard A looked at Guard B. "How long are we suppose to guard this truck?"
Guard B shrugged. "Dunno. The big boss said until he gets done with the restroom."
"Shit." Guard A grumbled.
"35 to 45 minutes." They chorus together.
"He shits too much." B said in annoyance. "Not to mention it's hot and we gotta sit in the truck with him."
A agreed. "Damn."
Said truck was a large tractor trailer vehicle with 3 flat trailers used to carry many different types of supplies. They were also large enough to haul 3 large mecha, which caught the eye of a certain large asian teenager.
Unnoticed behind the guards, Buddy crouched behind them just under one of the trailers so even if they looked down, they wouldn't notice him. Reaching out with a firm powerful hand, Buddy grasp Guard A's ass before retreating under the trailer.
"Gah!" Luckily for Bud, Guard B had his hand behind his back while whistling. "Fucking fag! What the fuck niggah?!"
Guard B looked perplexed. "Huh? What you talkin' about man?"
"You do that shit again and I'll beat your ass, fucking fag."
B just strugged. "Whatever." Damn gook, he thought.
Bud reached his hand out again, holding in his laughter.
"That's it!" A slugged B on the jaw. "I'mma kicka yo ass niggah! Go, go, go!" A said in a heavy Korean accent.
"Fuck you cuz!" B pimpslapped A to the floor. "I'm from GooDfeLLez niggah!"
"Shuuuttaa fuhka up niggah!" A threw a dragon punch at B.
"Sonic Boom!" "Hadoken!!" "Spinning Bird Kick" "Muahaha! PSYCHO CRUSHA!!"
In their little brawl, they didn't notice Buddy hijacking the truck and turning the corner down the highway laughing his ass off.
*UN-FLASH BACK* (Oh yeah!)
[LOL] Ranma held up a sign since he couldn't say anything with all his laughter. These signs come in handy sometimes, he thought through his laughing spree.
"That was some funny ass shit, Bud." Montel said from the backseat, holding his gut in pain. Laughing could hurt sometimes. "Hey look," he pointed at the horizon. "It's a town."
"Lucky us then." Bud said, finally gettin some control over himself. "We could use some supplies and a place to rest. Maybe even find a job for money."
"Yeah, I'm hungry too." The Saotome stomach is never satisfied.
Montel looked slightly annoyed. "Your always hungry, fukin' fat ass."
"Imagine?" Said Bud, starting slow the truck down to the legal speed limit.
Montel got an idea. "Hell yeah. Shit." He rubbed his hands together. "Maybe we can get some money by being mercenaries and shit. Zoids for hire."
"Umm... With what Zoids? Damn niggah."
"Fuck you too, Flip (Buddy's ethnicity)! Least I came up with the idea!"
Ranma decided to break up an upcomming argument. "Uhh... Maybe we can convince people that our mecha are these er.. Umm.. Zoids?" He noticed them looking at him. "What? I got something on my face or what?"
"Ranma.." Buddy started.
".. came up with..." Montel followed.
".. an idea.."
".. that doesn't involve.."
".. martial arts?"
Buddy looked at Montel whom nodded at the large asian man.
"THE WORLD IS COMMING TO AN END!! AHHH!" They both shouted in extreme terror.
"WILL YOU TWO STOP OVER EXAGGERATING!" A little meeting of the minds silenced the two men.
"Shit man, you didn't have to hit us that hard." Montel complained as he rubbed his sore knoggin.
"Anyway," started Buddy not really phased by the attack. "I'll find us a place to park and then I'll get some info on employers. You two go check out the locals and shit."
"Aight."
Awhile later..
The local bar was a good place to find info on whatever you needed to know. For a price that is. This particular bar was famous for serving Zoid pilots and various military personnel. It was also somewhat a neutral zone for either the Republic or Empire could socialize with themselves. But that was very rare.
Wimpiez, the name of the bar, was bustling with energy. Scantly clad women moving about serving drinks and appetizers to customers, male and female. To the eyes of Montel, everyone seemed to be a soldier or pilot. Even the fruity guy trying to hit up on the bartender and not really getting that far. Sad really.
As the music hit Ranma and Montel's ears, they both started to groan in recodnition of the jazzy-upbeat music. A certain theme that was present in bars in that Star Wars movie. (You know which theme).
They both sat silently at an empty table, ordering a couple non-alcoholic drinks. They kept up the quiet time before Montel noticed a certain person sitting at the bar. "Yo, Ran. Check out the chick at the bar."
Ranma turned slightly to see the women. "Hey hey.." She was wearing a skimpy looking outfit. A haulter-like vest-top exposing her mid-drift, short shorts and a pair of thigh high boots. Make everything all red and in leather and you got once sexy mama sitting by herself. Ranma noticed her shorts mostly. "Nice ass."
"Yeah. I recodnize her. Naomi Fluegel." Montel said matter of factly. "She's a sniper. Best in the Zoid Battles. Bud will have a hard time snipin' against her if they ever meet up in combat." He realized something. "Wait a minute...."
"I highly doubt that." Bud said from behind Montel, eyeing the sexy Naomi Fluegel knowing she was looking at him from the corner of her eye. "I got us registered with the local merc committee. We're low rank but I know we'll quickly rise up to the top, no sweat. Think ya'll can handle it. Cost us a bit too."
"Che... There's nothing Ranma Saotome can't handle." Guess who said that.
Montel shrugged. "Anyone who meets up with me has a date with the maker." He chuckled.
"Shut up you fake ass Duo Maxwell." Buddy grumbled. "We still need a team name though."
Ranma put in his 2 cents. "How about the Anything-Goes team?"
"Your scaring me, RanKO."
"Shut up Buddy, jerk."
"Team Wysinger sounds nice." Montel put in, grinning at himself like he made the best choice.
"NO!" The others shouted in his ear.
"Gah---!"
Sigh. "We'll figure out something." Bud rubbed his temples. "The people gave us a 'hard' job. Gotta capture some people. They seemed like the type that would take up challenges so I sent them one with a little something else." He started to leave. "You guys rest up for tomorrow, I got some shit to do first.
In another part of the desert, a man took a package addressed to him into a stronghold. A few minutes later pink goo started ozooing out of the windows followed by a large spurt of profianity.
Early morning, The beginning....
Ranma sat patiently in his humanoid mecha, the mysterious black gear Weltall. Just like all their mecha, all three men 'acquired' them from different demensions. Some harder than others. Though Weltall was a mech that seemed to call him when he arrived into that world. The pigtailed martial artist felt that he and Weltall belonged together.
Ranma looked out of Weltall at Deathscythe, Montel's mech. Like he was drawn to Weltall, Montel somehow belonged to Deathscythe. When they arrived on the 'Gundam Universe' as Bud called it, Montel seemed to become more serious than his usual laid back attitude. That is, until he got his gundam. Then he started acting like one happy camper.
He didn't know how Buddy came in contact with the YF-19, since the two arrived in it over Jusenkyo after he fought Saffron. He pushed that thought aside. Not good to bring back bad memories. He still wished he could see Akane's face... as he brutially forces her to take him up the---
"RanKO!"
"What do you want you jerk!" He shouted back over the comm. net.
Montel appeared in a view screen in front of him. Buddy would of too but he was keeping radio silence until the battle started. "What's up man? Ya spaced out again."
"Just thinkin' of home again." Ranma said in a bored voice. "Still wish that damn bitch Akane didn't choose that damn fruit cake Ryoga." He had a little fire in his voice when he said their names, a small chuckle rising from deep within him. "But I showed them. Heh heh heh."
His hair suddenly changed red as he turned into his buxom cursed form, along with Weltall who also change into a red colored winged version of the black gear. "HURRY UP I WANNA FIGHT!!"
Buddy picked himself up from outside his fighter. He'll never get use to Ranma turning into...that. It wasn't the curse that bothered him, it was just the personality. Ranma's darkside. Or Id. He was glad he mastered that Xenogears game or he would of never of remembered this. He broke radio silence. "Shut up Ranma."
"That's Id!!" The high, angry voice replied.
"Whatever Ranko." Buddy grumbled. "Fuckin' whore."
"Fuck you Bud! Fat pig!" Ranko or Id growled. "I'll show you a whore!"
"Fuck you bitch!"
"No fuck you asshole!" She gave him a seductive smile. "And I will too." She licked her lips.
Bud shuddered. It was a good thing that Ranma still had some control over his Id. Though she says she would, they almost came close a couple times. He was glad Ranko never went far with him. It would be devestating for both parties. Though he fantasized about screwing the red-head shitless, it was a full woman, not the part-time evil girl that she is right now. Plus, Bud doesn't fuck guys, even if they do look and have the right parts of the fairer sex.
"Imagine?" He smiled at her. "Hey look. It's the group we're waiting for."
"What?! Where?!" Ranko looked around gleefully, wanting to satisfy her thurst for violence. "WHERE?!"
A Whale-King passed over, dropping off 5 various Zoids. A large grape-colored Hammer Rock, a gorilla-like zoid with a set of cannons on it's shoulders. A black Deathpion, a scorpion-like zoid with a blaster as a stinger tail. A cyan Godos, a bipedal dino-zoid sporting a set of blasters along it's sides. A red Command Wolf stands next to the Hammer Rock, seeming to growl at Deathscythe and Weltall. It's twin cannons cycle it's aim between each one. Finally, a white Raynos hovers above the ground, seeming to watch it's prey before going in for the kill.
"This is it?" A deep voice echo's over the comm net, catching the attention of the 3 teens. "Just two weak humanoid Zoids? The committe must be joking! This is a piece of cake!"
A girl voice from the command wolf speaks up. "These zoids have no description, sir. They must be custom designs. I'm also picking up a 3rd off in the distance. It's powered down, but scans make it to be a Raynos."
"Weak sauce." Another spoke up.
"Bakla G!" Said a stupid voice.
"My niggah. BOOM!" Said a 5th.
"Where gonna pay you back for that dirty trick you pulled! No one messes with the Very Evil No-Good Gang!"
Montel sweat-dropped. "Are these guys for real?"
"Not really." Ranko dead-panned.
"Heads up!"
Ranko let out a loud amazon war cry, charging into the other team at blinding speed. Ignoring the ordinance hitting her mech, she jumps over the Hammer Rock sending a flying kick that knocks the Command Wolf into a back-roll. "Heh hee!!" A quick round-house topples over the Godos, catching the pilot by surprise with the deadly speed and accuracy of the attack. "More! More!"
"Anyone who faces me has a date with the maker." Montel smirks facing off against the Deathpion. His massive polearm ignites into it's giant curved blade, giving Deathscythe the look of death itself.
The scorpion zoid fires it's tail blaster, rocking Deathscythe and it's pilot. "Don't underestimate me, boy."
"I wasn't prepared." said Montel. He regains control of his gundam and charges the zoid. It swings it's massive blade in a downward arc. Deathpion brings up a claw, catching the pole before it makes contact.
The zoid pilot laughed. "You suck kid! Your no match for me, Ha! Huh?" He watched his control panel shut down completely.
SYSTEM ERROR! LOCKED!
"Don't underestimate the God of Death." Deathscythe pulled the tip of it's blade back through the puncture it make in the torso of the zoid. An explosion rocks the side of the mech, knocking the grim reaper over onto it's side. Luckily, the hit wasn't strong enough to lock up Montel's systems. Like that would ever happen. "Bitch! Bud! 12 high!"
"I got it." Alpha One fired it's jets, lifting off in pursuit of the high flying Raynos. Turning off active stealth he comes up behind the unsuspecting zoid, locking on a missle. "Suprise!" He pickles a hardpoint and lets loose a single SRM-6. It spirals toward the zoid, but at the last monent it banked and twisted, dodging the shot. "Nice." Buddy smirked. This will be fun. And so the chase began.
"My niggah! Booom!" Siren's blazed in Bud's cockpit. YF-19 banked and rolled, vectoring to dodge salvo after salvo of missles as they streaked and homed in on him. Maneuvering quickly, he flew into the missles path and blasted forward. A turn here, bank there and a little more power from the twin thermonuclear fusion FF-2200E vernier engines and a little help from the thrusters mounted on the wing tips gave Bud the awesome maneuverability to dodge all the missles.
The plane shifted, surprising the Raynos pilot, into gerwalk mode. A configuration that kept the same maneuverability as a plane, yet added a pair of legs and arms to the fighter.
With a loud growl, Bud aimed his XS-15 at the missle swarm. Pulling the trigger, the rifle spat forth death as it mowed down every last missle before turning it's attention to the zoid.
WHAM!
Weltall through a fierce punch at the Godos, knocking it down again.
SMACK CRASH!
Weltall pimp slapped the Command Wolf into a mountain.
"Hehe hee!" Ranko giggled insanely.
"Tee hee this." The ape zoid came up behind the red gear, laying cannon fire upon it's back. Weltall stumbled and that's all the other 2 zoid pilots needed before they started taking pot shots at it.
"Stupid jerks!" Ranko made her gear dash toward the Hammer Rock in a leap. Using it as a spring board, she jumped into the air cupping it's hands together. "Moko..." The Godos happened to be her target. "TAKABISHA!!" A blast of pure confidence mixed with Weltall's ether amplifiers resulted in a huge blast that tore at the Godos leaving nothing but the head and cockpit. "Che..." Ranko started to quickly dodge fire from the last two ground zoids.
The command wolf pilot was having a hard time trying to shoot the dancing zoid. That red humanoid type just kept dodging in a circle, but kept getting closer. She didn't know what to do but--
POWER WARNING! SHUT DOWN....
Deathscythe's buster shield returned to it's left arm from it's attack. The command wolf now sported a nice tear through the backside of it's armor. "Fight for real, damn bitch!"
"But I am!" She pouted playfully. "I just wanna have a wittle fun!"
Montel grumbled to himself.
Up in the sky was nothing short of a dog-fight. It was more like a dance of death. Raynos kept up it's speed while dodging YF-19's fire. As they exchanged some fire, Alpha One switched to soldier mode, completely confusing the Raynos pilot of the configuration. Bud fired his vernier engines to full, catching up with the zoid before laying more accurate fire with the gatling rifle. Depleted transuranium slugs ripped through the zoid armor like a hot knife through butter. The pilot ejected before his zoid was swallowed by it's own explosion.
"That is why I am the Game, and I AM that damn good!" Bud said over the comm net to the ejected pilot. "Fucker."
The Hammer Rock zoid was having a really bad time. Both the skinny red zoid and the black zoid that looked like the reaper just kept dodging his perfectly aimmed shots! This was impossiable, he thought. "Stand still so I can shoot you."
"Okay." Ranko replied, a hint of amusement in her voice. She kept dodging his attacks.
The angry pilot growled. "Stand still now!" The red zoid jumped over a missle strike and disappeared from his view. "Where did she...?"
"Right behind you, jerk. Xeno-Amaguriken!!"
The air around them shattered in a huge sonic boom created by Weltall's attack. Dust and sand kicked up blocking everyone's view. A breeze blew by sending the annoying cloud away.
GLUNK! CLANK! BLOMP! CRUNCH!
The grape colored zoid slowly fell apart piece by piece until only the cockpit remand suspended in the air. That too fell to the ground allowing the pilot, a short one legged midget dressed in a 17th century French uniform to crawl out and start shouting insults at the other pilots.
"You narky, gormless chaffler!" He yelled in a fake british accent. "Bugger off you midden player of sweaty bollock!" He continued to shout more insults.
Buddy sweated. He knew what the guy was saying.
Montel looked kinda confused.
Ranko just smirked.
"Your mutha smells like tha bottom of a rabid cow in season! I shall taunt you again!" His shirt fell off. "Huh?" Pants, shoes, underwear and finally his hair fell off too. "Uhh.. hehe. Er...Cheereo chaps! Zoooom!!" He ran away holding a piece of paper between his legs.
"..." said Buddy.
Montel had different thoughts. "Um..................................no."
Ranko just couldn't stop laughing.
They all realized something. "HEY COME BACK HERE!!"
End chapter 1.
Note: Just to remind you folks. If you don't know, later chapters will explain it.
Note: You'll notice a reference from Macross Plus in the battle. In Macross Plus series Guld, the pilot of the YF-21 pulled off a stunt where he dodged missle after missle during a test flight before turning around and lighting each and everyone with rifle fire. Bud pulled off the same maneuver.
Note:For those not familiar with Xenogears, go buy the game for PSO and play it! It explains alot about Ranma's choice of mecha.
Note:For those unfamiliar with the YF-19, got to http://www.steelfalcon.com/macrossmecha.html
It's a site that has details about various mecha and their accessories. Check it out. It's cool. Secondly, if your thinking that the the YF-19's XS-15 gatling rifle is Heavy Arm's, your wrong. It's a modified version of the XS-06 Gun pod also found on that website under the VF-11 Armored variant. Check it out.
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