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(In Bane voice) Welcome to the Shard human
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Dwig strode up, hands clasped behind his back. He was still wearing the massive power armor suit. "Well well, I'm impressed with your perseverance" he said to Walker, shaking his head"When you die, the Alleyverse will have lost a great solider. I wish things could have gone differently" A squadron of G.U.E.S.S elites marched up. "They're here to keep the public away." Dwig said, turning on his PA, brocasting to several large speakers. "Anyone who wants to watch can, but stay on the roofs, no interference. No tossing stuff in either, got it?" He set this message up to play every ten minutes until the battle began. The elites spread out, covering the roads and other access points.
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Rick stood up. "I'll be back to interfere later" He disappeared into a pile of snakes.
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Rick nodded to himself. "I was told that there would be politics. I do enjoy a bit of politicking. You know?" Back in town, Dwig was thinking. Thinking about what to do. That stupid mech was still there. Mechs were dumb, easily destroyed. Plus, with legs, one could just wrap a tow rope around... He laughed, "First wing, prep for ATAT assault on the Feind. Do the legs incrementally, please."
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Rick was alive, and there was a war. His senses told him that. He stood up, snakes slithering around him, and walked to the end the unnamed alley he had been alseep in. He raised his hands, the snakes coiling up around him, glowing. He smiled and teleported. Rick fell out of the sky, right next to Hellbent. "Oh hello then, I assume you guys are having an important coversation. Carry on then." Rick leaned back, his snakes forming a chair for him to sit on.
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Dwig smashed into the Alleycity. This battle would end today, in peace or in death. He checked the satellite view of the Fiend and was pleased to see that it had taken quite a bit of damage. He tapped a few buttons and activated a powered explosive package, targeting the Fiend. Dwig pressed LAUNCH and smiled, the end was near.
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Dwig groaned, he was tired of war. But, he would do what had to be done, for the good of the people. He tapped speed and ran, becoming a blur. After running for a while, he activated the nail gun and fired a shot. The nail slowed to a crawl as soon as it left the gun. Dwig power jumped, getting about 15 feet into the air. He pushed on the nail, launching himself in an arc. As he Pushed, the nail barely moved, as he was tapping a ton of speed. He continued to rise into the air. As soon as he was high enough, he fired the nail gun again, launching another projectile behind himself. He Pushed on that, continuing to do this until he got to the Alleycity.
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A massive translucent blue shield slammed into place over Destiny's Bounty, shielding it from the blast. Dwig slammed both of his hands together above his head, then pulled them apart, calling for the heavy armor. Off of one of the ships, a figure came sailing down and landed in front of Dwig. It was his heavy armor. It opened up, the helmet retracting upwards. Dwig smiled despite himself. This armor was the latest in his attempts to create the ultimate battle suit. It was Shardplate, covered with inch-thick aluminum and stuffed with as much weaponry and tech as would fit. He stepped in, the suit slotting into his power armor. The suit closed up, locking in. Dwig growled, looking towards the mass of troops retreating towards the Feind, it was time to make the donuts.
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Just then, an Alleydrive portal opened, and Fate's Purpose and Chance Runner blasted out. Dwig smiled. The fleet was here. The two ships trained their massive cannons onto the Feind and fired a combination of laser and plasma blasts, as well as blasts of molten metal designed to pierce shields.
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"Confirm, sir." Dwig switched channels "Mobilize all wings, elites, get to the TM-534's and prepare for unpack. Amber, suit up and get to the tank. WE ARE THE SWORD" He scored over the tank, punching the eject button and Pushing himself out of the fighter. Dwig sailed down, fired his jump pack and sored over the ground. He summoned Pureblade and slammed it into the earth, stopping him and plowing a furrow in the dirt.
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Dwig smashed into the first fighter in the squadron, ramming Pureblade into the canopy, and killing the pilot inside. He Pushed off of the fighter and slammed into the one behind it. Dropping Pureblade, he began to slam the canopy "GET OUT" he yelled, pulling a revolver out and pointing it at the pilot. "OPEN THE CANOPY" The pilot opened the canopy and Dwig grabbed him and tossed him away. He jumped inside and grabbed the stick, pulling the fighter back to the tower.
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Dwig heard a rickroll playing, and scowled. No need to play the catchiest song in existence. He tapped his wrist console a couple times and nodded. Out of all the speakers on all of the G.U.E.S.S equipment, the distinctive opening notes of MEGALOVANIA began to play.
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Dwig look at his wrist, tapping a few buttons on the screen. Then he jumped of the side "First fighter division, form up for a bombing run on that mech." Suddenly, something crashed into him. The HFP module had arrived. It began locking into place on his back. Dwig activated it, launching himself into the curent flight path of those fighters; stopping and hovering when he had reached it. Dwig waited, Pureblade in hand, for the fighters.
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Dwig stood on the foredeck of Destiny's Bounty, his flagship. He turned around, looking over his elites. They would be the sword that drove the True Alley forward. G.U.E.S.S, Ghostblood Underground Elite Strike Squadron. They were ready, as were the rest of his forces, for the coming war. Dwig turned around and saw that, as per his orders, most of the troops were gathered on the runway. "TODAY, WE ARE FINALLY READY TO JOIN THE FIGHT THAT HAS SO LONG ELUDED US. NO MORE. WE WILL NO LONGER WAIT FOR A FIGHT, NO, WE WILL BRING THE FIGHT TO THEM. WE WILL BE THE SPEAR IN HELLBENT'S HAND. AND WE WILL NOT HOLD BACK" Dwig pulled his power armor's helmet on and raised his fist to his chest in a salute, and his soldiers copied him. He lowered his hand, "At ease. Report to your stations, we will be coming up on the headquarters soon."
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Dwig stood from his seat and walked into the back, wandering off to the Ghostblood Ball.
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Fate's Purpose took off, carrying the rest of the corrupted Ghostbloods. On the stern of the ship, Dwig put on a Santa hat "MERRY BALLMIS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT." he shouted, dumping bags of coupons for 25% off quarterstaves at Metallurgy and Investiture.
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Dwig sat in the secret Ghostblood vault that he'd been secreted in for a few months now. He stood up and stretched, walking over to a console. URGENT MESSAGE flashed on the screen. He tapped the keyboard, accessing the message. He read quickly. The Benefactor wanted him to the guardian. 'Work with Team Chartuse' the message had said. Dwig smiled, it was time to begin Operation Muave. Dwig walked back to the chair, typing in commands. A few hours later, three massive ships rose above the secret vault, moving towards the Alleycity.
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Dwig tossed a tinfoil ball up in the air, scooped up his Guardian then Pushed down on the tinfoil ball, launching into the air. As soon as he reached the apex of his Push, he stopped Pushing, shooting higher and higher into the air. A rift opened then, and Fate's Purpose came sailing out, lowering to about 20 feet above the ground, dropping several rope ladders. People began to run for the ship, climbing up the ladders. Dwig came fluttering back down and landed on the deck.
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Dwig reached into his pocket again and pulled out a small sphere that glowed green along its circumference. He twisted its top and bottom halves in opposite directions, then tossed it at Mac. The sphere was a Guardian, a ter'angreal that blocked the use of the Power in a certain radius. This one's radius was fairly small, so Dwig had to use it like a grenade. "GO" He yelled to Tena and Night before tapping steel and blurring towards Mac.
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Dwig fell out of the sky, crashing into the ground, and making a crater where he landed. He trotted over to where Night and Tena were standing. "Hola. If you wouldn't mind, please take these medallions, compliments of Metallurgy and Investiture." He offered both of them a silver Ghostblood symbol on a leather band "These should protect you from whatisface's weaves." Dwig rummaged around in his pocket. "Hmm, would either of you be a Nicroburst by chance?"
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Fate's Purpose roared, its engines ramping up to full power. The ship began to move, slowly at first, but steadly ramping up. Dwig twisted the bezel of his watch, and the ship activated its Alleydrive, open a rift to some unkown location. As soon as the ship had sailed through, the rift closed.
