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Forte.EXE When life seems to get bad, just suck it up and deal with it!                     Since: 11-18-05 From: Singe City, Ajiina (Davenport, Iowa) Last post: 6295 days Last view: 6293 days |
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| "God... I hate this. This damn stacks of paper don't friggin shrink!" He yelled in his office. He sighed before his wife entered the room.
"David. Sweetie you feeling stressed?" "Yes," was his reply. She cooed before walking over and rubbed his shoulder. He sighed dreamily, resting his head on a stack of papers. "Why don't you take a lunch break or something?" she suggessted. "Maybe. If I need a lunch break it would be a year," he joked, which got her chuckling lightly, "I'm gonna head to Sim-Battle City. Need to vent off some of this frustrastion." She smiled as he got up, and walked out of the room, before she sat down and lounged in his very expensive office chair. "Damn this chair feels good to sit in." * * * In the back alley behind the Sim Cafe, the pod's lid unlatched and rose up into the air before a beam of light surrounded the inside. A smaller beam of light shot down, formed into a 3D mesh of David before he materialized fully, then stepped out. The teleporter shut down, the lid lowered and latched on, and remained locked. It has been a month, as his altire in clothes changed. He now wears a dark blue thick sleeveless turtle neck shirt, his Command Armor belt over his waist as usual, large dark blue jean sweatpants, and black sneakers. His black hair remains the same color with the same two locks of hair between his eyes a shade of blue. He was still wearing his colored eye contacts; which make shis eye color apperance green with a bit of hazel. His Navi insignia still remains on his upper right arm. Though why his taste in clothes are similar to Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy VII is anybody's guess. He walked out of the alleyway, and towards a suitible arena that's open for a battle, sipping on a large Cherry Pepsi soda. "I just hope no fangirls confuse me for Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy VII..." He sighed to himself. "Hey David!" David turned around, seeing Forte run up to him. "Hey Forte." Forte ran up to him and panted, catching his breath. "So, what are you.... doing here Dave?" "Taking a lunch break." The Black Shadow nodded. "Must be a long lunch break if you came here." David chuckled. "Yeah. I'm here to vent off this frustration on a battle." "Hopefully not with some noob, but a character who's well on par with your level of battling skills..." David nodded as the two contintued walking. "Just a one on one battle, while you stay on the sidelines." "Meh... I'm just taking a break myself. After all, I tooken care ofi a recent threat last week..." FLASHBACK "Mugen Vulcan! (Infinity Vulcan!)" Armed with the activated Program Advance, Forte raised the chain gattling weapon and launched a powerful stream of reddish-orange plasma fire at machine-gun speed. He grunted, holding steady as the bullets raged against the firewall. When it finally had run out of ammo and slowed to a dead stop, the area was partically covered in smoke. Forte squinted his eyes, as the smoke cleared, and let out a confident smirk. "Alia, I've broken through the enemy firewall. Gospel!" The multibug organism roared and leapt at Forte from the tall pillar platform near the dark Navi, and the two fused together to become Forte Gospel Soul. Before the firewall could repair itself, he flew in, and begun to take out enemy viruses that materialized. "Stupid dragons," he hissed to himself, as several Lavagons flew in and tried to bring him down with barrage of fireballs. He dodged them and quickly pulled back before accelerating again, tearing through them wiht his clawed hands. The dragon viruses dematerialized into data and were deleted. On the ground and on floating large platforms, Gunner viruses and Canodumbs were trying to blast down the Black Shadow. Forte however was too evasive, avoiding all gun fire and laser shots fired at him. He flew past enemy territory and right through a series of ground levels. "Forte-kun! I'm detecting several powerful Navis that are attemtping to block you from destroying the program that's hacking into our database. You must delete them, then the program." "Roger that!" Forte burst through several more firewalls after using the Salamander Battlechip, and landed in the central zone. There, three Navis turned around, and watched as Forte separated from Gospel, exiting his Soul Unison. "Well, this is interesting. They sent only one Maverick Hunter?" said the tall purple armored Navi. "Heh. You must be confident if you think you can defeat me," Forte said with a smirk. The short cloaked Navi stepped up in front of the tall Navi. "Yes... the Black Shadow. Forte.EXE, the Dark Messiah who once hated humans, now swears to protect them... foolish. Probably because of your brother." Then, the lumbering Navi the same size and height as GutsMan stomped up next to the tall Navi. "Forte... shall not defeat us," he spoke in a gorilla like voice. "I am Agile." The tall Navi covered in purple armor, resembling a tuxedo almost, only the edges flown out like a cape. He wore pink gloves over his hands, and tall spike sharp knee pads connected to his aerodynamic boots with gold anklets and bracelets. His face was lightly tanned, with light purple pupil-less eyes. His helmet was three pointed with a purple diamond embedded into the front. The icons on the sides of his helmet was a sword slash. "I am the brains of the group. You may call me Serges." The short Navi with the cloak. He wore a Sharo hat on his head, gray Wily-ish hair and a short moustauce. His left eye was covered with a monocle which displayed boxes of data. When he swept his cloak around liek a cape, it showed he wore light red and blue armor underneath, with a black armored bodysuit under the armor. The hands were covered in white gloves, he wore short black boots over his legs. Emblazoned on his chest was his icon with the picture of a four pointed mine, with four silver spikes jutting out form the outer rings if the icon. "Me... am Violen!" The gorrilla of a Navi, who appears stupider than GutsMan. His body was large, covered in large spiked armos around his football player-shaped broad shoulders. He had a blue sphere crystal embedded into his body over the stomach area, which was dimmly glowing with a faint blue aura. His arms were large with large gray gloved hands with machine gun fingers, short thick spikes covering his knuckles. Spiked metal wristbands covered his wrists, same around his short powerful looking gray armored legs. His face resembled that of a cave man with two spikes jutting from the sides of his head, and spikes lining around his tanned face and green pupil-less eyes. Attached to his back was a thick chain connected to a spiked wrecking ball. His icon was emblazoned onto his right shoulder -- a ball and chain. "Heh... you three Mavericks are deemed guilty of hacking into Maverick Hunter Database. I, S Class Maverick Hunter Forte.EXE, shall bring about your execution!" He raised his right arm, sweeping back his cloak and his hand flared up in a dark aura before clentching his hand into a fist, the aura disapating, "Prepare to be deleted..." Serges hopped into the air, landing onto a spiked platform which projected up an energy shield. Violen let out a primal roar before swinging his ball and chain into Forte. The Black Shadow leapt high into the air, but was unprepared for Agile when he swiped him with a powerful purple cresent beam saber. "Three against one... not the best of odds but I've survived much worst," Forte said with a grin, summoning his Dark Arm Blades. He and Agile charged each other, as their weapons clashed. The two went into a frenzy of sword slashes, each hit blocked by the other. Forte leapt back just before the place he was standing at were blasted by remote mines. "Heheheheh. Not even you can hold up. Sure you may have taken on an army of Navis before, but you have grown soft since you decided to be operated by the human known as David." "You fuck off! Darkness Overload!" He unleashed a powerful surge of dark energy, which damaged Agile and mearly pushed bakc Violen, but Serges remained unharmed. The only visible damage was his energy shield which was cracked. "Scissors Shrimper!" Agile flew forward, rapidly slashing his beam saber with fierce velocity. Forte backflipped before landing a kick which caught the taller Navi's jaw, sending him crashing into the grround. Violene pounded his chest with his fist before jumping high and unleashed a volley of buster shots from his machine gun tipped fingers. Forte summoned his Dream Aura, protecting him from harm. "Sword, Wide Sword, Long Sword!" He combine dthe last chips he had in his PET's library, and formed a Program Advance. "Time to take you out first! Dream Sword!" He swung it around, which sliced Agile in half, deleting him right away. AGILE DELETED The tip of the blade caused a huge crevice in the shield protecting Serges, which shattered, and deleted Violen's weapon when he ducked to avoid getting hit. "You! You deleted Agile. You shall pay for that Forte!" "I like to see you try. Hells Rolling!" He launched the discus of dark energy towards Violen, causing damage to his internal programming, plus he was missing arms and half a right leg. "This cannot be... how could you....." VIOLEN DELETED Serges growled before launching more remote mines. Forte's Dream Aura absorbed all the damage, as he floated high, gathering an immensly large ammount of energy twice the size of Darkness Overload. "Try and dodge this! Chaos Nightmare!" He flung it forward. Serges's eyes buldged out in fear as his voice was heard screaming in tormenting pain before being deleted. The waves of the dark energy exploding also deleted the hacking program. Back at Hunter HQ, Alia and several other technicians were getting positive readsing of the hacking attempt no longer active. Back at the enemy area, Forte smirked, as he inspected the remains via absortion from Get Ability. All the deleted data is nothing more than recovery of his lost Hit Points. "As I said... I've survived worst." FORTE LOGGING OUT END FLASHBACK "Oh yeah. The hacking attempt on HQ." Forte remained silent, sipping on a large sized soda. "I wonder if there's any GOOD people who are at par wiht my level of skill..." David pondered the though, before he turned towards Forte, "HEY! Where'd you get that soda from!?" (edited by Forte.EXE on 07-14-06 10:11 PM) |
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