Colossus By Design: Entry 0067 - Orbital Drop Shock

[November 27, 2145]
[Antarctica]
[Global Union of Divisions Headquarters]
[Surface level hangar doors]

[Three large doors on the surface level beside the main building open up; three platforms rise up]
[All six active Warmongers rise on top of the platforms]


(Thomas Scott): Alright, people, you all rested and repaired?

(Sasha Kalashnikov): HELL YEAH! Let's kick some monster tail!

(Arthur Roy): Oh for the love of......


[Union's Warrior, Blade of the People, and Serizawa's Light silently nod to each other]


(Thomas Scott): Well, what are we waiting around here for? Let's get geared up and shipped out on some aircraft carrier--

(Headquarters): [COMMS] I'm afraid that isn't an option.

(Thomas Scott): What? Why?

(Headquarters): [COMMS] All of the large-scale naval craft are busy monitoring the coastlines of the major continents, and we have no other seafaring vessels capable of transporting you guys.

(Feng Lee): WHAT?!? God dammit!

(Karen Marais): Not to worry, Feng. We're not completely screwed.


[Union's Warrior gestures to Serizawa's Light, and he in turn gestures to a watch tower]
[Another large door opens up on the ground, and air rushes out as if something is gaining height, but nothing can be seen]


(Sasha Kalashnikov): What's going on? I see nothing, but I can see the after-effects of something flying!

(Thomas Scott): Satoshi, what's going on?

(Satoshi Yamane): Just be patient.....


[At this cue, an enormous flying ship uncloaks itself, causing nearly all the Warmongers except Union's Warrior and Serizawa's Light to become startled]


(Feng Lee): Seriously, what is it with you two always knowing something we don't?

(Karen Marais): Sorry, it's kind of the deal made between our two nations. Nothing personal.

(Supercarrier): [COMMS] Warmongers, this vessel will be your transport for this operation.

(Thomas Scott): Very well then. Warmongers, strap in, and--

(Arthur Roy): Question.

(Thomas) Scott: What, Arthur?

(Arthur Roy): Where EXACTLY do we strap in?

(Thomas Scott): Well, obviously, we... errr.........

(Arthur Roy): You have no idea where we're supposed to dock on it, do you?

(Thomas Scott): Ummm.........

(Feng Lee): Satoshi, where do we dock on this flying supercarrier?


[Satoshi's visor lights begin to flicker brightly and randomly, until finally they form an ">:3" emoticon]

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[November 27, 2145]
[Rio de Janeiro, former South American continent]

[Four Lumberer variants of P.E.M.F. are currently scrounging around the evacuated city]
[Several thousand feet above the city, the G.U.D. Honda-class Supercarrier "Nightfury" uncloaks itself; the Warmongers' backs are attached to the bottom of the supercarrier]


(Arthur Roy): Satoshi, you're a real bastard, you know.

(Feng Lee): Quit complaining. We got here, and we got here quickly.

(Arthur Roy): Still......

(Thomas Scott): Warmongers, we launch in 5.

(Arthur Roy): Have I ever told you guys that I don't like--

(Thomas Scott): LAUNCH!


[Warmongers are detached from the supercarrier; all fall towards the city as if in a halo drop]


(Arthur Roy): HEEEEEIIIIGGGHTTTSSSS!!!!

(Karen Marais): WHHAAT!?

(Arthur Roy): NEVERMIND!!!


[As the Warmongers continue to descend, only a few thousand meters above the city now, temporary booster rockets attached to their chests ignite, slowing them down slightly]


(Thomas Scott): Engage DE shockwave landing!


[All Warmongers position themselves mid-air in slightly crouched positions; all begin to show a strange aura]
[Lumberers look up, noticing something is amiss, and see the descending Warmongers]
[Warmongers all land around the group of Lumberers before they're able to react, creating six large debris clouds upon landing]