who's up for a Big O RPG!!!!!!!

Angel relaxed on the veranda of her appartment, looking cautiously around the city of lost memories, Paradigm City. She lit up on cigarette, and shoved the lighter into her clevage and reached over to take a drink of her martini. She was pleased with how everything was slowly taking progress, which meant for her, she had hardly any work to do, except soon visit Roger, and try to squeeze important information out of the damned android. She figured she wouldn't have to much trouble convincing the poor girl.

But going against Roger made her feel guilty. She had recently been getting clips of someone's memories in her dreams, and they involved a masked man and a little girl. Not that she put the dream and Roger and Dorothy together, but somehow, they seemed familiar in a way she couldn't describe.

She gave a frustrated grunt, with low obscenities under her breath, and scorched her cigarette in the martini glass.

Roger, Dorothy, and Isaac were walking towards Roger's mansion. "A rather odd procession," Roger thought. Isaac had taken the spy from Paradigm and tied a long metal rod around him, and was now dragging the man the same way a child drags a stuffed animal.

RRRRRRR!!!!!! The familiar sound of Norman's 'motorcycle of death' could be heard. With a loud screeching sound the motorcycle pulled to halt several meters away from Roger. Norman stepped off of the motorcycle and removed his glasses and helmet. "Master Roger, I am glad to see that you are okay," Norman said to Roger, "I have also taken care of the Military Police." "Very good, Norman," Roger answered his butler. "I take it that you will be returning home?" ventured the butler. "Yes, when I get back I want you to have gotten the black bottle out of storage," Roger said. "Very well sir, come, Sister Bridget, I will take you back to the mansion." And without another word Norman drove off on the motorcycle. Sister Bridget was praying all the way.

"What are planning on doing with the spy, Roger?" Dorothy inquired. "Well, Dorothy, I hadn't thought about that," the negotiator answered, "hmmm...I don't really know." "I can dispose of him any time you like," Isaac stated. "Dispose, you mean kill him," Roger retorted. "Yes, that would be the best course of action in order to keep Paradigm from learning about Big O, not to mention that if we keep him he will be an inconvenience," Isaac explained with the undying logic of an android. "Still, I personally avoid the use of violence whenever possible and I abhor killing," Roger answered.

Dorothy looked from Isaac to Roger. She could tell that conflict was certain to occur between the two of them, and it would not be of the kind that she and Roger engaged in. "Sentimentality is inefficient," Isaac stated bluntly. "I don't want to hear any of this!" Roger shouted. "Just follow us to the mansion, I'll find something to do with him there." Isaac merely stared ahead blankly, apparently registering Roger's response.

Meanwhile...

Alex Rosewater gazed out of his office window, towards the scene of the Megadeus battle. "Hmmm, it's almost too easy, wouldn't you agree, Allen?" The strange clown-like cyborg, Allen Gabriel stepped out of the shadows. "Almost. Everything is going according to plan, sir," Allen answered. "The power of God wielded by man...I had always thought that it was merely an expression, I thought that there was nothing more powerful than the Megadeus..." Alex slowly mused out loud. "Where is the spy, the one we sent to Roger Smith's mansion?" he asked suddenly. "Sadly, he hasn't returned yet, based on what's happened I think that it's safe to assume that he has been captured," Gabriel answered. Rosewater sighed a little.

Meggido stalked onward through the shadows. "Soon...I will have my revenge soon...I will have all I need and then...judgment."

((( This post contains slight Norman bashing )))

:: Dorothy looked at Isaac. He and Roger had something unpleasant coming on. It was all to certain. ::

:: Then, she wondered why they were walking. Then, she decided she should be worrying about what do witht he spy. Isaac wanted him terminated and Roger thought that was to hard.Could they brainwash the spy? No...Norman could brainwash her any day his little old heart got bored enough to do it...but he was human. Yet, the thought of being brainwashed was somewhat comical. She tried not to laugh, but she sniggered a bit. Bad timing...Right before she had sniggered, Isaac had said how being sentimental was useless. Roger yelled at them to go back to the mansion...and she laughed...Roger was looking at her very oddly...and her eyes widened...uh-ho...how was he going to react...? ::

((( I never pre-thought the post. I just want to see what Roger makes this into. I smell good subplot. )))


((( Angel, this is your cue...get to the mansion before us...I dare you. Norman will have to let you in. ^_^ )))

AWW !@#$ THUIS IS MY SISTERS...ITS ME SCHWARZWALD!!! DONT MISTAKE THIS NAME!!! IM GOING BACK ON MY OWN!!!!


Schwarzwald: Who were you before?
strangeman:... This is not what is important...you must give me that prism...
Schwarzwald: Why?!?
strangeman: if ytu DON'T give it to me you may find yourself insomething worse then the event...
Schwarzwald:...it talks to me...it wants to be releived of its pain.... you understand....we too are traped in this world....
Strangeman:....its not what you think....it is the key to a 1 way door...once it is open....it wont be up to just 1 being whether we go though.... its the will of many...and from what i have seen.....in the past....we...cannot escape it...

(schwarzwald stares at the gem for 10 long seconds... he looks at guardian 5 and then loks at the strange man)

Schwarzwald: what is under it?
(strange man takes off his hat...reviling unnaturlly heathy hair(for a semidead guy) and then he takes off his mask....)

schwarzwald:....my god.......

(on his face there are no eyes or nose....only two slightly pointed ears and a slightly bigger than normal mouth...the mouthhas no hole in the back and the sides of it are sewn up...and there are holes in the middle where sewing mmay have been.........and just above it....covering the rest of his face is an unknown insciption)

schwarzwald:....you have...you have seen him?.....

strangeman: give me it...
(schwarzwald slowly begins to hand it over)
schwarzwald:.....who were you?

(SUDDENLY a wall bursts only 15 feet form where the are standing..and strangeman quickly puts back on his mask and hat)

Meggito: GIVE IT TO ME NOW!!!

Meggido chuckled in mentally, he couldn't believe his luck. Some how this extra energy prism had averted his knowledge earlier, but now he was so close. Meggido turned to face the wall; right behind it was the prism, and two people. There was something strange about both of them, but that was of no importance. Meggido pulled back his fist, and with a powerful punch he smashed down the wall. "Give it to me! Now!" With these words Schwartzwald's hand seized up, clutching the prism tightly. "Whu-what is this? My hand!" Schwartzwald gapped in surprise. "Give it to me," Meggido ordered, and with a will of its own Schwatzwald's arm threw the energy prism to Meggido. Meggido deftly snatched it from the air. "And now, for the Guardian..." Meggido began smiling sinisterly. The unknown man regards Meggido and then turns to the Guardian, the Megadeus beckons. From apparently nowhere Meggido produced a sword from his black trench coat. "Time for some exercise!"

Meanwhile

Roger had his hands shoved into his pockets, an act he only did when he was angry. He had reason to be, nothing right now was making sense, Meggido, Isaac, the Big Omega, "What's going on..." To make matters worse, Dorothy was apparently starting to identify with Isaac. When he stated that sentimentality was inefficient (pretty much the biggest insult possible from an android to something) she had started laughing. Roger didn't like the idea of Dorothy being able to identify with Isaac. He was cold, heartless, and ruthless. True, he was an android like Dorothy, but unlike Dorothy he had no emotions, he was just a robot. Dorothy had emotions, she was more human than she was machine, even though she did seem to enjoy belittling Roger for his humanity every once in awhile. Roger stared forward; he'd diffidently need that black bottle when he got home.

Meanwhile

Angel pulled on her pink helmet. While checking the ignition on her motorcycle she pulled down her goggles. "Time to pay Roger a little visit..."

Guardian 5: ...nightengale.....must find her...(quickly without even ltting the strangeman enter it...it jumps up attemps to use its sigh of god(refer to megadues fighting league thread) on meggito....)

meggito: just give it to me....and i wont kill you....

(meggito just holds up his sword and blocks the waves with ease adn jumps pout of teh way of its landing...and with one clean swipe....slices its crest in two...)

guardian 5: nighengale....must....hear......(guardian 5 begins to glow and with all its strength... its crest lights up for 5 seconds adn then....falls to the ground disabled and dorment)

Strangeman: ... (strangeman...bursts a ear shattering yell underhis mask and runs toward meggito with his hands ...ever slightly....glowing the same as guardian 5... and with a clean strike of his left hand....cuts into meggitos chest and knocks the sword out of his hand)

Schwarzwald attemps to grap the sword but is struck back by an unknown force coming from the sword)

Meggito: fool....(graps the back of strangeman and lets out ahuge burst of strange energy and strangeman flys to the hole where meggito entered)......::with a small smirk walks away into the darkness form where he came::

Strangeman: please....no.....not agian...........damn you god....

Meanwhile

Roger: (over dorothy lieing on the ground) Dorothy!...DOROTHY!!!

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((( Angel, this is your cue...get to the mansion before us...I dare you. Norman will have to let you in. ^_^ )))

* nods *


Angel threw her purse in the opposing passenger seat of her car, and
jumped in, a cigarette hanging limply out of her mouth as she put the car in reverse and backed out of her parking spot.

Once on the road, she exceeded the speed limit, racing towards
Roger's mansion with a degree of nerves and worry that she hadn't yet expieranced lately.

She parked the car two blocks from the mansion, and slipped off her shoes in order to run to the door. After jogging up the stairs and slipping her shoes back on to once again attempt to regain composure, she knocked furiously on the door, hoping that it would not be Roger to answer the door.

Roger wouldn't let her in.

Meggido held out his hand, the sword flew into his open palm. "Now, Guardian, before you can cause me any more trouble..." Meggido walked towards the inactive Guardian and thrust the sword into the sun symbol on its chest. Satisfied, Meggido removed the blade and began to walk away. Schwartzwald stood there, looking stunned.
Meggido chuckled to himself, here it was, the last of the energy prisms that he would need. But still, the trap would be needed, and after all there is no harm in surplus. Meggido laughed.

Meanwhile

Roger was shaking Dorothy's shoulders. "Dorothy! Dorothy! Wake up, Dorothy!" he shouted. Isaac merely observed, seemingly unconcerned. Dorothy's eyes shot open, "Roger!" Roger stumbled backwards as Dorothy jerked up to a sitting position. "Are you okay, Dorothy?" Roger asked. "Yes, I think so," Dorothy answered, "I think that I will need to sleep when we get home, though." Roger was glad that Dorothy was okay, he was very worried when she fainted. "Are you quite finished?" Isaac questioned with not a hint of concern. Roger felt anger welling up inside of himself, but he suppressed it. He stood up and helped Dorothy up as well, not that she needed it, but it was the polite thing to do. "Roger," Isaac addressed the negotiator, "do you know anyone who is very partial towards the color pink?" "Why?" asked Roger. "Because a woman dressed in mainly pink just walked up to your mansion."

After being let in by the butler, she nodded stiffly and followed him as he showed her where she could wait, in Roger's office. It was by chance, and her luck, that he had directed her here, for it gave her brief moments to shuffle through his desk drawers, looking for some sort of evidence, or something that would help make this easier on her.

She shuffled through some manila folders, and gasped as she found, secretly tucked back and behind, her first official meeting card with him.

Miss. Caseey, with a rather angry line scratched through it, and a man's handwriting in all capital letters, reading "ANGEL,"

She sighed and sat down as she suspected his arrival sooner than later.

:: Dorothy's eyes widened. ::

"It's the reporter. Norman let her in. She should not be let in."

:: She made eye contact with Roger, mentally saying 'thank you'. Then, she took off running. Norman bowed, Angel walked in, and the door was closed. It was to late. Wait...she was running FAST! She nearly tripped over the stairs as she scrambled up them. Roger came behind her, panting slightly, Isaac looked bored with the whole situation. Roger opened the door and allowed Dorothy entrance first. Angel had a coat hanging up, but neither her or Norman could be seen. ::

"Roger. They're in your office. I'll go the long route."

:: She took off running. Roger threw his coat on the rack and took off running the quick route. Angel could hear Dorothy's footsteps...she had to. She ran fast. She opened the door in time to see Angel stowing several important-looking documents. Roger was still on his way. She took the long way strictly to show off. Angel gasped and looked up...then narrowed her eyes when she saw who it was. ::

"You...you have no authorization to be in Rogers office. What do you want?"

:: Angel threw some hair over her shoulder and cleared her throat cooly. ::


((( Let the women have some fun here. Angel, this little scene is for you and I. Roger, take your sweet time getting here. And when you do get to your office, good luck. )))

She turned angrily to Dorothy, her intentions filled with anger, but none to hurt the android. She knew she was no match for her, but she knew that her own wit could beat out Dorothy. She already phantomed with Roger's affection, she wasn't about to let an android beat her to the cut.

"Well, well, well, if it's not little Dorothy, how conveniant,"

She pushed her golden hair out of her face, slightly frustrated, and continued to eye the girl curiously, as she seemed to bubble furiously.

strangeman(still lieing on floor of underground):....uhg...danger arises....
schwarzwald:...what?...oh that...i feel that all the time...its angel trust me..
Strangeman: of taht rosewater secratary/goon?
schwarzwald: yeah shes the witch....

:: Dorothy wasn't little. ::

"I'm not little. At least I'm not a wanted criminal who changes her name every time she comes in contact with Roger Smith."

: Right on cue. Isaac entered stage left. He continued to look bored and didn't care if one of the girls suddenly made a grab for the other. But, when Dorothy made the point about Angels name, her eyes narrowed. ::


((( OK. That was one of my best posts...worst insults. I'll see you after dinner. )))

Roger ran through the corridors of his mansion as fast as he could. If there was one thing he couldn't stand it was people knowing about his private life. Only two people other than himself knew the extent of the records that he kept, Norman and Dorothy, and he knew that he could trust both of them with his life. Roger mentally kicked himself for not seeing something like this in the future. From now on no one should be let inside unless they had his permission. After all, he never expected anyone to pull a stunt like Angel was right now. Roger Smith rule#2 never, seek to do anything to what was valuable to him.

Sister Bridget was bust sitting in the kitchen, drinking some tea. "Tell me Mr. Burg," she asked, as the butler walked in, "is it always this lively with Mr. Smith?" "Oh perish the thought, madam, but usually things do not get this hectic," Norman explained. Isaac walked in and dropped the Paradigm spy on the floor very unceremoniously. "Roger said that you would know what to do with this spy. He was opposed to my terminating of him," Isaac said monotonously. "Oh dear me," said Norman, "We certainly have quite a ruckus going on here today."

Roger had reached his office, he was reaching for the door handle but then he thought better of it. He knew that Dorothy had some sort of animosity towards Angel, but he didn't understand quite what it was. "Perhaps this would be a good time to find out," he mused. Roger sat his back against the wall to the side of the door. Being quiet he could hear their voices... They were increasing in volume. "I think it's time that I intervene."

Meanwhile

Alex Rosewater was still gazing out of his office window. Pushing a button down on the intercom he spoke to his other secretary, "Please tell Colonel Dan Dastun to go and speak with Mr. Smith." "Will that be all, sir?" asked a voice from the other end. "Yes, remember, just Colonel Dastun, nobody else."

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: Dorothy wasn't little. :: "I'm not little. At least I'm not a wanted criminal who changes her name every time she comes in contact with Roger Smith." : Right on cue. Roger and Isaac entered stage left. Isaac continued to look bored and didn't care if one of the girls suddenly made a grab for the other. But, when Dorothy made the point about Angels name, her eyes narrowed. Dorothy had hit something. Roger cleared his thoat, straightened his tie, and walked in between the girls. ::

She ignored Roger forcefully out of the way as she met with the haunting eyes of this Dorothy. Angel felt herself ease a bit, looking at Dorothy and her unemotional face. She was angry, but didn't look it.

But, the comment Dorothy threw at her was still heated in her mind and her anger got ahead of her mind.

"You're a damn android, Roger could never love you!" Angel said with a choke of emotion at the end and covered her face irretibly and flung herself in a chair.

Her hands shook wearily as she attempted to pull a cigarette out of her purse and light it, with someone snatching it away before she could do so.

:: Isaac slammed Angels purse violently on the floor. ::

"I'M A DAMN ANDROID. I don't see any shame in that. Yet, you never answered my question. What is it you're looking for?"

((( Go with it and start making points. Your doing great with the romantic points BTW )))

:: Roger? Love her? The idea was even more comical than Norman formatting her head. She sniggered to herself. Angel, who had her eyes narrowed and teeth gritted was about to answer, but she was cut off by Dorothy's maniacal laughter. Roger and her...R. Dorothy Wayneright...she was an android...she hated to admit it, but Angel was right. She was just an android...just a damn android...emphasis on damn. Roger could never love her. She started sniggering. The truth was painfully humorous. Her eyes watered and her side hurt ::

"Of course he couldn't! But thats not the point. Answer my question."

:: Isaac looked at Dorothy with a look that plainly said he was disgusted. ::

::strangenman finnally get up with a slightly cracked mask::

Strangeman: i have to catch him...i have to stop him...
Schwarzwald:...ill come with you...from what you've said...i think it be best
strange man...well lets hurry

(schwarzwald and strangeman run into the hole from where meggito left)

Roger was unhappy, to say the least. Angel's comment, for some reason, infuriated him. "I don't appreciate having people barge their way into my house, get into a fight with one of my guests, and have no idea why they're here. I want some explanations, now," Roger said. Isaac was only making the situation worse, a little sensivity training would have helped him, but all he seemed to be doing was getting Angel angrier. Roger sighed, this day was really going terribly.

Meanwhile

Colonel Dan Dastun was busy surveying all the destruction caused by these Megadeus battles. "Dammit, they're working overtime on us, two Megadeus fights in a day," Dastun groaned to himself. He looked around, buildings for blacks had just been crushed, there were massive holes in the ground, and neither of the Megadeuses had been totaled, at least in the past the black one destroyed its opponents. "Colonel, Sir!" came the voice of a young private, "Orders from headquarters, you're to question Roger Smith." The private saluted, Dastun returned the salute and the young man ran off. Dastun pulled off his hat and rubbed at the perpetually exposed vein on his forehead. If anyone ever had to speak to Roger it was him, probably because he used to be Roger's commander, back when the negotiator was still in the force, they must have expected some sort of loyalty from Roger, or maybe it was because he was the only person from the Military Police who Roger would let into his mansion. Dastun sighed. "Maybe Roger had the right idea when he quit the force..."

Meanwhile

Meggido stopped in an area of tunnel near an entrance, specifically an entrance near the mansion of Roger Smith. He sat down on the floor and closed his eyes, apparently meditating. "Subtlely now, I can't over do it..."

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Originally posted by R_Dorothied She turned angrily to Dorothy, her intentions filled with anger, but none to hurt the android. She knew she was no match for her, but she knew that her own wit could beat out Dorothy. She already phantomed with Roger's affection, she wasn't about to let an android beat her to the cut. "Well, well, well, if it's not little Dorothy, how conveniant.

:: Angel wanted to answer. She really did. But Dorothy was laughing to hard. This time out of anger. She wanted Angel to know how much that hurt her. ::

:: A thump came from the floor above. Angel looked up. She had thrown and locked Norman in Dorothy's closet...that was the room farthest away from his office. Isaac strolled casually out of the room. ::

"Wait. What do you mean 'Dorothy. How convenient.' What is it you think I'm required for. If you think I'll get you Roger, your wrong. He'll come to you if he feels it is nessessary. However if your threatening him I'll do whatever it takes for you to back off."

:: Wait...was she giving up? Didn't matter. She hired Roger to protect her. Now that he was potentially in danger, she was going to return the favor. Now, she called it her duty to ensure the survival or Roger, Norman, and Isaac, at all costs. Angel simply raised an eyebrow. Dorothy however, didn't know if that was Angels original plan. ::

"Oh?"

((( That was someones cue. If it goes in with your idea, it's your cue, peoples. Norman, you could use it. )))

Meggido's eyebrows twinged slightly. This was slowly becoming a problem, that android and a the blonde woman were fighting. He needed to get them to all cooperate if the trap was to be sprung..."subtle now...be careful...not too much..." Meggido's brow furrowed itself.

Meanwhile

Angel felt a calming feeling flow over her. It was as though a small voice was speaking in her head, "be calm, remember your mission, help Roger..." Angel shook her head slightly, she was getting a headache.

Isaac looked in the closet. There were some untied ropes and a handkerchief on the floor, the noise had obviously been caused by a large amount of cleaning supplies falling to the floor. Angel must have tried to restrain Norman here.

Dastun stood outside the doors to Roger's mansion. He pressed the doorbell, and almost instantaneously Norman opened the doors. "Hello, Mr. Dastun," Norman greeted, "Back again so soon?" "I'm here to speak with Roger," Dastun stated. "Yes, I shall go alert him immediately. You do not mind waiting in the hall as usual?" Noramn asked. "Nah, just hurry up and get him."