Man Has Steel: Death Embodied (Part 2) (261 hits)
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Submitted by Hourman (View user info) at 2007-10-31 12:11:10 EDT
"I'll speak to you guys later, I'm off to relax" Kai winked and strolled off into the throng of people, his metal body glimmering valiantly... for such a pervert.
"Guess it's just you and me then cat woman." Said Jake turning just in time to see Melina's hour glass figure wiggle its way away from him, middle finger aimed squarely at him.
"Fucking great." He pulled the foil pack out of his trousers and put the cigarette to his lips. "As soon as we get back they couldn't get away fast enough. Bastards." His right arm came to the precariously dangling cigarette and a small flame from a finger ignited the cancerous tube. Well they would be cancerous... metal lungs... that and cancer is like the cold now.
He had two choices, go back to his room, grab a hooker, get some pot and beer, fuck her get fucked and be fucked. Or go to the HQ and status report... "Ah for fucks sake" he thought as he headed towards HQ.
While Flora and Forna are somewhat broad terms, so is Mecha1 2 and 3. Whilst they can all be generalised, there is a degree of the other in each major city. It is also the case that there are 4 other known 'civilisations' in the human world. There are believed to be 1 in France, 1 in Russia, 1 Egypt and 1 in Virginia USA.
Mecha1 was just north of Leicester. It was round and split right down the middle by a giant wall. The whole of all Mechas was either concrete or metal. It had the usual sectors, and was the template for the other two mechas. There was no news on any other setup from any other country.
There is no longer a world governing body, as most of the world leaders were killed in the initial attacks, the Flora were far more strategically placed than any other terrorist attack ever.
The Politicians (located in Mecha3)
"All society needs a democracy, and Democracy needs a society." There is the 'House of Equals', made up of people who wish to represent the people because they strive for a better world. They are paid the same as the lowest paid person who works on behalf of or for the government. Thus ensuring people do not take the role up for monetary purposes. There is no ruling party, but there are 5 of the UKs leading thinkers in all matters persevering. They decide permanent rule changes.
The Military (Primarily Mecha1, but divisions of all except Special Ops in other Mechas)
Lead by General Wolfe and General Asiek. The army has all your normal divisions, they are just armed differently. There are 5 main sub sections to the army;
1. Medical: supplies the entire of Mecha1 with medical treatment
2. Fire services: Acts as the fire service
3. General Police: no weapons, but usually have upgrades.
4. The Army itself.
5. Special Ops (or the 'Tree Surgeons')
As with all things in life, there is a mine field of red tape involved when so much as taking a shit.
Mecha1 was busy, the sky scraping towers filled with people loomed ever watchful over the city. Jake wasn't sure he'd made the right decision, as he walked up to the military HQ. A large grey building primarily used for briefing, military training, storage, and of course The Surgeons.
He walked into the main reception room; it was just one large bland room. A large desk with 5 men behind it.
"Sir have you considered helping your species today?" perked up one of the men behind the desks. Jake cocked his head, and lifted up his t-shirt, it showed a silver imprint on his chest. The silver metal branded into his skin, depicted a chainsaw splitting a tree in two. "Does that answer your fucking question?" Jake said. "Y...ye... yes... sir." Replied the young recruit who was suddenly shaking like a shitting dog.
Jake strode to the back of the room and through a door, and into another room with two doors, and another with three, then four, until he was in a room with ten doors. He opened door number seven, special ops.
As he opened the door he could see Colonel Maane standing by a map of the UK marking the Flora invasion. Jakes eye whirred furiously picking up all sorts of strange signals. Colonel Maane was tense; his heart rate was up, his fists clenched. Maane caught Jakes eye and walked into a small office, and Jake immediately followed.
As Maane closed the door he let out a long sigh, "Jake, we got a problem."
"Sir?"
"Flora forces attacked Mecha2 last night. Heavy casualties, but they're holding out... there's a creature out there, looks like a Flora ken... but it's not. It's killing any troops that go near it... it killed Jose and Barbak last night." Jakes fist tightened, old squad buddies of his, whatever killed them, wasn't an easy target. "The Floraken aren't attacking the city... but they're coming from the sea now too. God fucking damn it Jake it's gonna be a massacre."
"That's what'll happen in war."
"Don't be a cunt Jake, they were your friends too. I want your team down there ASAP. Get Kai to take a Jeep, Melina should be spotting and you-"
"I'm taking my Cutter."
"Fine. Get the fuel you need and head out tomorrow. Mecha2 has supplies for two weeks. As long as the Flora don't attack, that's how long you have."
"Understood sir."
Whilst any creature that fell on soil could be raised, a Floral Creature that fell on any other substance would almost certainly die. It was natures will that kept the Flora so strong, and it was humanities determination that kept IT so strong.
Vehicles were un-common, as fuel was rare. Most vehicles were solar powered, but they ran the risk of getting standard at night.
A Cutter was a loose reference to a style of Motorcycle that ran on Star Essence, fuel, primarily used in Spaceships. Before the war Star Essence was easy to find, and could be used as a supplement to most fuels for a long time. It was called a cutter because the wheels had been modified with titanium wheels. Whilst the cutter had a lot less protection than a jeep or tank, it allowed the driver a lot more manoeuvrability, especially when fighting a faster enemy, or multiple enemies.
Jake walked into the seedy strip joint, he could see Kai surrounded by two or three Japanese girls; he didn't want to think about where they came from or what their stories were.
"Dude, come to join me?" Kai smirked
"If you weren't already soulless I'd say you're damned to hell you perverted sack of shit. We got a mission. Get the cat and let's go, I'll brief you on the way. Get the usual equipment, but this time consider it a tactical-a-fucking-salt"
Kai stood up pushing the hookers away and leaving a small roll of bills for them to squabble over "What is it? A fucking garden party?"
"Just get the gear, I'll meet you at the garage" they walked out the brothel, "And don't forget the cat!" He called after.
Walking through Mecha1 it was surprising how much poverty there still was in the world, I suppose when you're being invaded it can't be helped though can it? It's surprising how quick he was to define Mecha1 as the world.
He walked out of the seedier ends of the 'red light' area, and back towards the East side. West side was mainly living areas... and sleaze. The giant metal wall separated the two... just in case.
Coming to the gate the guards eyed everyone who walked through... just in case. He walked back past HQ and up to the garage.
Melina and Kai were already there with their assortment of goodies and a covered up pile of shit in the jeep.
"Next time you want me, come get me yourself tool boy" Melina said without even so much as looking up from her weaponry.
"Pipe down whore" Jake sighed "we got work to do folks. Here's the deal... Mecha2 is in big shit. We got to sort out their shit. It's a lot of-"
"Shit?" Kai questioned.
"And bingo was his name-o."
"What?" Said Kai
"Nothing. Let's just get going. You got everything?"
"Melina has her nano-glove; we extended the blades on the knuckles by another half inch. It's not much but it should increase her kill shots by about 15%. Then the usual shit for me... and for you... well I hear you're taking the Cutter?" Jake nodded "well in that case I've brought you a brand new Automatic Shotgun, with auto reloadable nano rounds, and..." Kai stepped forward dramatically pulling at the brown sheet in the jeep. It revealed what could only be described as a flame thrower strapped to a giant fucking chainsaw.
"Well fuck me with a tyre iron" Jakes cigarette dropped to the floor "Kai my friend I absolve you of all your fucking sins."
"It should hook in with your current tech" he said rapping his knuckles on Jakes arm "it should respond to thought and keep you updated on fuel levels etc. Oh at we coated the chainsaw blades in a light titanium alloy and a new solar nano-byte we're trying. It'll fuck up their photosynthesis basically. Consider it a dormant cancer." Jake picked up his new toy, admiring it as if it were a delicate vase, or a precious stone.
"A thing of beauty."
"You two homos done with you inadequacy issues then I think we should bust a groove"
"The only talking pussy in the world, and she still gives me shit." Said Kai.
"Catch us if you can!" Kai loaded up the maps in his android-esque skull and rumbled out of town with Melina bouncing around in the back.
Jake loaded his gun in the side holster of his Cutter, throwing his new weapon over his back on the conveniently supplied strap. He started up the engine, and as he rode out of town, he couldn't help but think he was death embodied.
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