Godzilla E-War

[C S]

Placentra remarked sarcastically "Oh yes Osiris. You had total knowledge of the situation. Well played" He surfaced from the wound in the monster's armor, seeing the fiberous structures that jut out from the mech's "skin". "Joy" Placentra messaged. "It's the harvest season once more"

[Doc 42]

Osiris merely remarked "ya ya, laugh it up... Go investigate the ship. I'm going to regenerate."

He hopped off the edge of the crater, dropping down to the icy floor with an earth shaking thud, a few cracks spreading out around his feet. He walked forward towards the ship a few paces and then dropped to one knee and slowly pressed his palms together, as if praying. He lowered his head, the errie glow emanating from the ornament on his head intensifying...

[C S]

Placentra climbed one of the spires of "fur" Upon reaching the top, he pointed his tail to the wrecked space ship, membrane fanning out to make the transperant satallite dish. The membrane glowed as Placentra began to scan the ship. He deduced "The faint electrical signal is some sort of homing device-probablly distorted by the snow and ice. If you have to feed- feed quickly- more ships may be on the way as we speak. Other than that, the ship's defence systems are down- most likely- power depleted to keep the shields up."

[Doc 42]

Osiris replied "Then where is the shield? This ship has been here for a while, hence the ice just froze in palce and stayed there when the shield turned off, no go investigate it, try find something useful"

Osiris suddenly stood up, taking a step forward as he did so. He lunged forward with one palm, pressing it against the ships hull, instantly, purple energy shot down from his head, through his arm and then poured into the ship, pulsing vibrantly....

[C S]

Placentra jumped off the spire, landing with a wet patter on Osiris' shoulder. He sank back into the gap in the armor, slithering through the mechanics under the armor, down the biomech's arm, through it's fingers and then onto the ship. Diffuing through, Placentra reformed on the fallen space craft. He scittered across the black metal to what looked like an acess panel. Three tenticals fired from the middle of Placentra's right pincer with a squelching noise into the gray metal panel that had three circular holes. The tenticals twisted to the left, the panel also turning, a clicking noise sounded before a snap sounded, a hiss of air being released. A metal panel rose up, Placentra scampering into the opening. It was dark and cold...

[Doc 42]

Slowly, the ship's hull begun disintergrating underneath Osiris's palm, purple lines of energy criss crossing his arm, begining to reverse the flow, dragging the matter back into Osiris. He held up his right arm, keeping his left palm firmly on the ship... A tiny metallic ball began forming in between his three claws....

[C S]

Placentra broke the darkness with his glowing blue bioarmor, his cyan markings glowing the most intensly. The scorpian was infront of a computer terminal. He slammed his pincers onto it, tenticals spreading across the computer, slipping through the most miniscule gaps in the metal plating. The tentacles slid past wires and circuit boards before they finally got what Placentra wanted. The tentacles coated the computer's hard drive. Soon after, Placentra had skimmed through the ship's functions. The ship had a plasma based weapon, but instead of the Earth plasma weapons, the turbine like weapon fired a volt of simulated lightning. Like the ship Tundra travelled on, this ship carried missile launchers, though the ammount of ammunition couldn't be confirmed. Aside from those heavy weapons, the ship boasted light rappid fire laser artillery guns and a concentrated proton beam weapon..

[Iceking]

On borneo, MKG was now in a jungle, with no sign of even a human village nearby. The only sounds that reached his ears now were the calls of birds in the trees and the buzzing of insects that he couldn't see. He felt at peace for the first time ever since he had been on his own, actually being able to roam freely without being commanded by the very creatures that had created him...

[Doc 42]

Osiris closed his hand around the ball of bio armour which sunk into his own, replenishing his stocks. That would be enough to repair the damage he took during the battle. He turned around, looking into the sky... His 'fur' flashed twice before taking on a slightly green glow. Unfortunately, he wasn't getting much energy out of the photosynthisis... the sun's rays were too dull. He needed to get closer to the equater. Even more reason to head back to the desert.

[C S]

A long strain of messages reached Osiris from the scorpian like biomech in the wreckage. It was the ship's weapons manifest. The weapons were just under the ship's metal plates lining the hull

[The Kingpin]

Bane continued to patrol the Atlantic, considering contacting PWNT over their offer a while ago...the past week had witnessed him seemingly swimming aimlessly, as if lost. he wondered if contacting a certain group, be it the PWNT or otherwise, would give him the purpose and will to live. it was something that few monsters rarely took into consideration, being such attention magnets when they came to surface. but with so many of them now inhabiting the earth, the less destructive ones were usually all but ignored. and thus, they were given time to reflect on such trivial things as their purpose of existence. thus was Bane's predicament. alone and out of contact with the friends that had all but deserted him, in some cases even gone as far as to leave him to fight for his life alone, against impossible odds, he now felt the crushing pain of isolation more intensely than he had ever felt it in his life. in his time in hibernation, his sleep-like state allowed him to resist these feelings, which were as insignificant to him as hunger would be to any sleeping creature before it awoke. but now, conscious, unable to hibernate due to the intense energy swirling within him, and on the move, the feeling seemed to loom over him like some massive serpent, watching him and waiting to inflict a devastating blow on him...

[Doc 42]

Slightly annoyed, Osiris began spamming Placentra in response, flooding him with details of what the Ship's crew had for lunch the day before they died.

[C S]

Placentra let out an electronic wavering as a "chuckle" at Osiris' response. After a short survey of the ship's logs, he found that the escape pods were deployed soon after the initial crash. Deducing the ship was void of a crew, the scorpian scittered back the way he came

[Iceking]

The eyes on the 7 remaining heads of Orochi were gazing upon earth once more. Although he wanted to return to Bali to see if the jungle he had been destroying had completley burned to the ground, he intended to wait until he felt that the two mechs he had briefly fought had turned their attention away from the island or if they had decided to guard the landmass, only one would be there...

[The Kingpin]

Bane continued to roam as he tried to figure out how to contact PWNT, as well as find out what exactly they would want of him. he knew one thing was certain though: he couldn't live in such isolation peacefully. attacking a city for whatever reason, even IF he could come up with one, was suicide if he did it alone, the GDF too dangerous to take on head to head, alone. and it'd be rather odd if he were to suddenly come up to another monster for no apparent reason and try and befriend them...feeding, sleeping and roaming was more or less the only thing he did anymore. anything his size would be too big to set up a territory, as the food demands of something so large would exhaust the natural food supply in a matter of days, and any territory big enough to support something his size was bound to get bombarded with attacks if by an off chance it caused any kind of damage to the global trade machine...

[Doc 42]

Osiris held up his arm, wrist blade popping out of its slot, the broken blade toppling off. he quickly caught in his free hand and put it back in place, trying to repair the weapon...

A sonar invisible dark shadow glided through the Pacific Ocean, enroute to the United States... The Machine hadn't been to the surface in a long time... Too long.

[Anaclagon]

Frustration....The gigatnic Zilla had no choice but to avoid detection. His multiple attacks that devastated Europe were working but the Zilla did not prevail. He knew who his enemies where and the anger that raged inside him grew stronger...Hunter wanted them dead. He drew them out, only to be defeated and captured. What they done to him, he was not certain but he needed to find an ally and then make another assualt...if he were to fail again, he would be forced with the burden knowing he would not be safe. The massive figure moved swiftly through the waters...waiting...

[C S]

Placentra crawled out of the acess pannel he came, seeing Osiris fiddling with his wrist blade. He messaged Osiris "Mission complete. Requesting exacuation" he found subtle humor in his statement, though it was dry humor and slightly sarcastic

[Iceking]

MKG hadn't had any recent thoughts as to when he would get a message from his creators or the mysterious messenger. His only real concern was to keep himself safe from anything that might be of great power or the GDF. The two headed cyborg was currently thinking back to the time he had assisted the GDF in batteling hunter, the first and only action in which he hadn't been hostile to the 4 mechs that had been in sicily, despite not being affliated with them...

[Doc 42]

Osiris finished with the blade for now, leaving it glued on by some bio armour, he would fix it properly later. He stood up and thudded over to the ship, lowering his arm onto its hull, waiting for Placentra...

A-mec finally reached the coast line, traveling on the surface of the water, he entered a large river, traveling up stream.