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[Maharg67]

Notes Index A-Z

 

Centralia: megacontinent

 

ANZAC: Azlandic North Zealandic Assault Corps.

 

Asgard: home of the newly ancient Norse Gods.

 

Centropolis: megacity at roughly center of Centralia.

 

Dalekdom of nervous dalek entities in their dalektech bodies.

 

Ghouls of ghoulants, ghoulnoids, ghoulmans, ghoulmals and ghoulers.

 

Mount Olympus: home of the newly ancient Greek Gods.

 

Reilly's Rangers being androids

 

SteelOrderhood of SteelOrders  and special units such as LyonsPride. Punishment unit of the SteelMisfits.

 

TNMA: Teenage Ninja Mutant Animals.

 

Xenomorphs; extremely unfriendly

 

Zetans: less a real threat than a powerful nuisance. With them zetan hybrids such as zetaboms, zetanoids, zetamans and robots such as zetabots and zetadrones.

 

Postdoomsday; after Doomsday

 

Predoomsday; before Doomsday

 

Postwarday; after Warday

 

Prewarday: before Warday

Edited by Maharg67, 05 April 2021 - 04:46 PM.

[Maharg67]

[1.1] LyonsPride; Contact With Daleks [1.1][1]

 

Sarah hurled an EMP grenade over rubble and heard it explode, exotically, seconds later. Then she crouched further down as dalek pulsebeams shot just over the rubble. In her power-armour she darted along the shallow gully behind the rubble wall even as a pulsewave grenade came over the obstacle.

 

The EMP grenade had knocked out a dalek in its dalektech hovercone. She hit the ground even as the pulsewave was unleashed but, thankfully, her power-armour saved her from any grief.

 

Damned daleks, as if there were not enough dangerous factions in WashingtonDC, they had to show up after centuries of being absent. Trouble was if they made their appearance, there was a good chance chance at least one, of their traditional enemies, would arrive far too soon. Thals, SuperThals, Kaleds, Cybermen, Greys, Clonies, Zetans or others.

 

LyonsPride were soon making a retreat, the daleks choosing not to follow. They had learned, the hard way, that hovering too high made them into easy targets and they did not know the area well enough so as to always stay safely low.

 

Vargas spoke through 2way, to Sarah. "I wonder what drew those aliens here. It would have to be important for them to risk this horror planet."

 

Sarah responded as they came to guarded hoversleds, fully enclosed in light armour and with weapons. Three were troopsleds, one carrysled with extra equipment-supplies and two were gunsleds with extra firepower.  "Supertech from the ASMM (Age of Scientific Madness and Miracles), secrets from the AncientOnes from before we humans, along with others, came here in our arkships from the LostEarth, or even mislaid dalek stuff left behind by past dalek invasion attempts."

 

Vargas nodded his power-helmet. "I though it might be NukaCola high prize caps!"

 

Sarah sighed. "Of course, sweetie, that must be it along with return book vouchers, vending-machine vouchers, emergency issue dollars, VaultTech bobbleheads, radioactive pizzas and rusty atomic motorcars."

 

It was of high concern to have daleks show up and would be necessary to get word to the SteelCitadel at once. Ultrahigh 2way, highly coded, communications took only a few seconds with the homebase. Radio pulses were exchanged. Despite this the small convoy kept moving, fast, so as to leave behind the coordinates of the radio communications. If nobody else could, there was also Skynet high up in mid orbit. It was hard to know what the 'Skynut' would do.

 

They threaded past Little China City and then entered a not so deep street tunnel.

Edited by Maharg67, 01 April 2021 - 02:46 PM.

[Maharg67]

[1.1] LyonsPride; Contact With Supermutants [2.1][2]

 

Supermutants had been better armoured, and armed lately but no less stupid. Except now there were smaller, but smarter, versions of them that were good at pushing around the bigger ones; but were the newcomers really supermutants?

 

Sarah took another photograph even as LyonsPride moved stealthily along Romantic Book Avenue once famous for all of its special bookshops selling sickly sweet novels, second hand encyclopedias, erotic thrillers and edible cookbooks. In Centropolis there had been a commercial niche to buy almost anything but Sarah wondered, at times, at the sanity of Predoomsday business in that metropolis; she was far from the only one to do so.

 

The bigger the supermutants were, the stronger and dumber they tended to be but also the fewer in number. There were only two of the massive behemoths, half a dozen less massive megamoths, a large number of standard hulkamoths  and quite a few of the smaller, very muscular human sized, metamoths. The smaller they were, the more sophisticated their armour and arms were.

 

The metamoths had rayguns that looked suspiciously like those of daleks, that is sticking out from their dalektech hovercones. Their armour had some features in common with that of the hovercones. They had tattoos of Dalekdom Imperial Symbols. All of this made for strong hints that the metamoths were linked to the daleks.

 

Sarah spoke. "I think that those metamoths have a strong link to the daleks."

 

Vargas sighed. "Otherwise there would be a whole lot of coincidences going on."

 

When LyonsPriders realised that metamoths were taking photographs, of them, they went racing to their hoversleds and departed in a hurry.

Edited by Maharg67, 05 April 2021 - 05:10 PM.

[Maharg67]

[1.1] LyonsPride; Contact With Cybermen [3.1][3]

 

New recruit, Reddic, was aiming the heavy machinegun at the enemy, pulling the trigger, with an attitude of triumph for he seemed to be having no trouble with using it.  It was both his first time in intensive battle and in using such a big, powerful, weapon. Surrounded by sound, equipped with power-armour microphones, he failed to notice something odd about the HMG's noise. With the power-armour he also assumed it was dealing with any recoil from the machinegun.

 

Dull, silvery, metallic Cybermen were being  shot down easy enough as they always stood rigid. Except often they were soon climbing up again. Their battle tactics seemed, on the surface of it, to be stupid but they were doing a decoy movement so smaller, nimbler, cybernoids could attack the LyonsPriders from behind.

 

Sarah Lyons was watching Reddic steadily, while crouched beside a rusting electric sedan that had no chance of disintegrating with an atomic blast. She sighed through the 2way radio links. "It's time to inform Reddic that he failed to take the safety off."

 

Vargas grinned, inside his helmet, but Sarah picked it up in his voice. "You are heartless, Sentinel! The cybernoids should be coming at us at any time as they have done in the past."

 

Except that did not happen and the cybermen were soon marching away, taking their fallen with them.

 

Odd things, like that, had been happening a great deal lately. Just what was going on?

Edited by Maharg67, 11 April 2021 - 03:41 AM.

[Maharg67]

Please reread the post above as I have expanded it just a 'tad'.

[Maharg67]

[1.1] LyonsPride; Contact With Cybermen [4.1][4]

 

ANZAC, the Azlandic North Zealandic Assault Corps, came from a large archipelago off shore from the megacontinent proper but still in its coastal waters. Massive battlecarriers, battleships, battlecruisers and smaller, but still large, vessels entered the Western Centralian Gulf that was a great geographical feature in its own right. Jumpjets, sprintjets, jetcopters and hubcopters flew in overhead, some of them dropping paratroopers in parapods. Amphibious landers came crawling onto the shoreline.

 

Soon locals were being allocated space, in underground modular shelters, often signing up for fair work and gaining first goods both free and prepaid for. Enhanced, power armoured, humans and animans made up the bulk of the intervention force to create an enclave for the ANZUR (ANZ United Republic). It would carry out diplomatic, trade, aid and other activities along with being a military zone. Citizens would be recruited from some locals while a few others would be pushed out or executed.

 

Inside a soft, comforting, glove was a steel fist!

 

There were some mecha, robots and androids added to the mix including three heavily adapted LibertyPrimes meant to be used as working machines and only in emergencies as defensive ones.

 

Cans of BonzaBeer were soon being issued to soldiers, and civilians, then a few locals. This was also true with cans of Tinnybeef,  Gassabeans and Kangasoup. Thinly spread, black, tar like Bittermite was not much loved by locals except ghoulmans who could not get enough of it.

Edited by Maharg67, 17 April 2021 - 07:51 AM.