ERBoH: Virtual Hell

[BrineBlade]

Is the salt from you not being in this?

No, I mean it just seems surprisingly tame how the Pure-Hearts acted, considering their leader got killed.

[BKTurner47]

This story is amazing! But, where exactly am I in this story?

[Katz]

This story is amazing! But, where exactly am I in this story?

You're in at some point.

[Moonjik]

Am I in it?

[Katz]

Am I in it?

Do toasters toast?

[Katz]

1/12/16: "The UMHs lead a solo raid on the base of their next target... On staff inspection day. Will the Spambots back down, or will it be all out chaos?"

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Day three of the festival. In this deal of fate, for the first time, the Pure-Hearts and UMHs were not set to cross paths. So our perspective sets on the UMHs in this one.

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"Alright," Lohuy announced at a meeting of the UMHs, "today is the day that we strike against the robots. The Shadow phonies think they can keep assembling soldiers? No! I'm suggesting something bold, but magnificent if we pull it off."

"Lohuy," Ranger was shocked, "you're not suggesting that we attack the..."

"Spambot Core Facilites. The one factory that manufactures the spambots. It could be a dangerous operation, but I've thought out everything." Lohuy answered.

"Fool." Mancha snorted.

"Excuse me?" Lohuy asked.

"Ranger and Adonis were still training. You were a lower class. None of you know the great danger that waits inside of that death trap." Mancha recalled.

"And how would you know?" Adonis asked.

"Because I was there,

-Flashback-

Ah, the Interior Combat Warriors. Those were our highest officials all those years ago. It was the four of us, and man were we unstoppable. It was me, Spartica, Echo, and EDX. Much like yourself, Lohuy, we thought to siege the Spambot Core Facilities.

The others wished us luck, while we had no clue about the dangers that were ahead. The four of us got into our Air Cruisers, again this was before the downfall of vehicles, and went drifting off to the peninsula that houses the factory. We landed, probably 7 at night, and got our weapons ready. Before I had my gold plated hands, I used the same gloves that Adonis has now. EDX had supersonic speakers on his hands. Wasn't that loud when playing music, but if he cupped those puppies around your ears, your brain would be fried in an instant. Scary, stuff.

Spartica had his platinum helmet, which was coincidentally the only way he would ever use his head. Echo had her mercury needle fingernails, which would contaminate your blood if you did as much as scratch you. Maybe that's why none of us hit on 'er. Make her made and get liquid metal in your blood. Ah damn, I'm getting sidetracked. Anyways, we went through the front doors and encountered our first spambots. They were in a heap labeled, "malfunctioned". Their heads spun right around, or their chests made buzzing noises, or their legs couldn't function. It was like a horror movie but 50 times worse. One of them swung a wild arm and punched EDX straight up the jaw.

His teeth went flying like shattered glass and he passed right out. While dragging his body, Spartica had him draped over his shoulder, we looked for the main production facet. Echo found it and notified us. We watched bravely as she shimmied across a conveyer belt, and went inside of of the limb construction centers. We heard the sounds of her breaking machinery and steam pumping real hard.

We got excited until there was an orange flash and terrible screams. We winced, and hoped she'd come out fine. On the exit side of the conveyer belt was a heap of body parts, blood, robo-parts and 5 fingernails wedged in the remains of Echo's face. We broke down for a while and stayed pressed against the conveyer belt a few days. Of course, EDX had regained consciousness, but he was in constant pain from his untreated gum holes. He couldn't talk and bled for almost half an hour at a time. And he was the luckiest of us all, too.

Anyways, we found the production center. Y'know, the place where all the conveyer belts and machines were controlled. Being the computer genius I am, I tried to mess with the settings. After a while, the machinery stopped and we cheered in success. I crawled through the deactivated part trimmer, where the molds for legs were chopped up, and Spartica went to the AI center. EDX went with him.

As I was crawling through... The machine kicked back to life and the giant guillotine-like blade lobbed both of my hands clean off. I rolled off the belt before it got me and wrapped my wounds up with some cloth by using my mouth. The worst of the damage was done, and I was able to look for Spartica and EDX. Screams.

I ran to the AI, no, Brainwash, center to see what happened. A tv was playing some odd show and I looked to my buddies. Their eyes were bleeding and EDX was foaming at the mouth. Spartica again carried him out, and later regained his sight. He never told me what those videos did, but all I know is that's why he had a drinking problem -- to forget that.

Some of the functioning spambots detected our commotion and charged after us. In horrible moral standing, we left the incapacitated EDX to die and got our asses out of there. We soared off and never spoke of it again."

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"Jesus, Mancha," Lohuy didn't know how to react to the story, "that's awful."

"But no matter how awful, we're still going there." Adonis decided.

"What?" Lohuy was surprised.

"Think about it. Mancha listed off all the possible problems, so now we know what to do and look out for. If you guys are too touched to win the war, that's fine by me, but I'm going." Adonis answered.

"So am I," Ranger nodded.

"Aye," Mancha hesitated.

"You guys are insane," Lohuy growled, "but I'm the leader of the insane guys. Gather the supplies."

And so they did. They started work on their plans and rolled out to combat.

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Sparing the boring details, the gang made it to the core facilities in three days on foot. It was a long trek, and they rested before engaging their plan. Finally, they crawled through the air ducts to avoid the malfunctioned bots. They dropped down and silently tip towed to the command center. Mancha started typing something in when a voice from outside of the room cut him off.

"Oh hi!" Sambama stood, his hands surging fatal electricity into his bo staff. He hurled his body forward and shattered the window, slashing with murderous intent.



Adonis caught the staff, unaffected due to his gloves and used it to twist Sambama off. He threw it to the corner of the room, and hooked Sambama in the face. Sambama rubbed the injury, looked up and went to melee combat. He brought forth an onslaught of punches, connecting multiple times with Adonis' face. He didn't seem to have any pain and instead threw another punch into Sambama's ribcage. Sambama coughed in pain, and fell to the ground. He was knocked out.

"He'll only be out for a few minutes. Take that time to destroy the production stations." Lohuy ordered.

Everyone followed orders and took on different challenges. The conveyer belt that claimed Echo's life, was dismantled by Lohuy. Adonis turned the blade that took Mancha's hands into pulp and threw a heap of robotic limbs into the gears, causing a smokey explosion. Ranger ran a malicious code into the computer, causing all the systems to fall into critical error. He was so excited in his victory that he didn't notice the dreary Sambama wake up and retrieve his Bo Staff. He smashed Ranger in the back of his head, badly zapping him before knocking him out. Sambama remained quiet while walking out to the main area to smite down the others.

Mancha carefully treaded into the brainwash room with a golden fist balled. He heard a garbled noise blaring from the tv and he started to get sucked in. Images of Spartica and EDX flashed in his mind and he charged forward, destroying the screen. He busted the wall behind it open and found a video player. He crushed the disk into over a thousand unrepairable pieces.

Sambama spotted Mancha first, and tiptoed into the brainwash room. The two came face to face, and Mancha was prepared. He swung his golden fist hard into Sambama's head, causing a gush of blood to spurt out. Sambama desperately edged his bo staff forward. Mancha caught it and let his hand conduct it.

He felt a rush of power he never had before as the essence of energy gushed all through his false limb. His eyes glowed a deep blue and he touched a charged finger to Sambama's forehead. There was a giant orange spark and a small combustion erupted on the skin. The power left Mancha's body as he returned back to a mortal state.

Everyone rushed over to see what happened. They silently applauded Mancha when they saw what happened, but looked at his victim instead. Sambama wasn't unconscious and knew he was about to be captured and subsequently executed. He covered his eyes with his arms. Everyone thought it was for protection at first.

"All Spambots in premises, we have a code 42. I repeat Code 42. This is not a drill -- all spambots on premises. Shadow God Sambama is under code 42." Sambama quickly yelled. Before anyone could react, a barrage of plasma bullets came whizzing by. The UMHs spent the rest of the night fending off the bots, eventually escaping. In the scuffle, Sambama escaped.

Another pointless battle.

-End Act 4-

[Turtlesauce]

*slow claps*