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By Impious_Iron
01/10/2011 - 22:22:44

Type: Spaceship
Rating: 0.11 (Not rated)
Tags: armored core, awesome, bazooka, brotherhood, commando, epic, fubar, impious_iron, mech, mecha, robot, soldier, space, story, terrorist

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Farro counted seven Zabats advancing on the New Smithsonian, with many more lying in ruin behind them. Clearly, the felled Zabats had mistaken the advancing mechs as friendlies and were cut down in their confusion. Taking note of the carnage outside, the audience flew into a panic and clambered over one another in a desperate attempt to get away from the front windows. Farro himself gritted his fangs when he heard the lead pilot exclaim "Perfection in Death.", repeated by the rest of his comrades. The Quietus Star Brotherhood, a nihilistic extremist militant group bent on mass murder in the name of "perfection". Total loonies, but without a doubt the most dangerous organized tools of mindless destruction galactic civilization had ever seen. Farro hated the bastards. As one the seven hijacked Zabats raised their slugcannons, and fired through the front window and into the back of the crowd. The effect was... Horrible. Half looking away from the carnage and half looking for a way to fight back, Farro quickly made eye contact with his wife. Having been a former soldier herself, Emily did not panic. Satisfied, Farro then turned to an unlikely source of salvation: AC Knightmare. Not taking into account that the old mech was horrendously old and likely without a fuel source, Farro nodded to his shocked wife and clambered up the old machine's massive leg, and quickly slid into the cockpit. Though the cockpit was clearly designed with a human pilot in mind (and why wouldn't it be?) Farro had no trouble getting comfortable in the ancient leather seat. To his pleasant surprise, the controls were not unlike his old Quicksilver II, and Farro hastily ran diagnostics on the old mech. To his even greater surprise, Knightmare was operating at 97% capacity and fully stocked with ammunition. It was then that Farro noticed a small written note on the servo switch. Recognizing the language as Old Earth English, Farro read aloud; "To whom it clearly concerns. You now sit at the controls of a machine that changed the course of human history and brought Earth out of its darkest of ages. Whether you choose to use this machine to foster peace or raze civilization to the ground is none of my concern; I will be long gone. I can only trust that you will put Knightmare to good use once again. Good luck, Raven. Sincerely, -Lobos Fury." Nodding in appreciation of the legendary human's wishes, Farro let out a mighty roar of battle-lust and brought the old machine to bear, the mech's single LED eye burning hungrily into the retinas of the approaching terrorists. "Let's see if we can teach an old dog some new tricks..." The seven wicked war machines casually looked on at the slowly advancing artifact, and simply laughed amongst themselves. What could HE possibly do to THEIR state of the art Combine-built assault mecha? Everything and more, as they were about to find out...