Thursday, October 26, 2006

Foiled! Aeon Back on the Loose

I could scream. I really could. Black Scorpion, bless his insane little heart, gave me orders to kill Dr Aeon! Finally, a tacit order to kill the fraud of a scientist. Obviously, our little plan had to be approved by the Arbiters - can't just off the Governor of Cap Au Diable with no excuse!

Those damn Arbiters knew everything! Knew I'd kidnapped him, tortured him and worse under Black Scorpions' orders. Bad enough to be caught, worse to then be ordered to rescue Aeon from Silver Mantis. Worse still to be assisted by some of Ghost Widows' Night Widows.

Now there is an interesting aside - my sensors picked up some sort of binary transmission via a modified telepathy to these Night Widows. Much like the way the Clockwork King reputedly controls his robots. It hints at some quasi-robotic intelligence having influence over the Widows, and not just Ghost Widow herself.

Anyway... the whole sorry debacle wasn't over - after threatening Dr Aeon to keep the hell away from me, and to keep his fool mouth shut about the "extra-curricular" projects I forced him to work on, I then got another order from Arbiter Daos.

To go and incapacitate Black Scorpion himself!

Well, I enlisted Ares MkII from Doc Bot as extra muscle, before going in with a ZR Series Autonomous Combat Platoon. While his armour was tough, alas he seems to be recruiting scientists straight out of college - I was able to bypass the armour in good order with the application of my robots' lasers and Ares MkII's electrofied fists.

Next time Black Scorpion - come direct to Arachnos Research and Development and not use your own pet scientists with untested technologies.

Monday, October 23, 2006

School's Out, Freakshow

Got a call from Westin Phipps today - apparently someone has been trying to educate the Freakshow. Now, I'm all for a good education, but it seems that then some of Paragon Citys' "Heroes" were then milking the school teacher for information - bribing her with more resources extracted from Paragons' own educational budget.

Idiots.

I had to force my way into the warehouse where this "Miss Francine" was holding class and forcibly extract her from her students. So that Arachnos can re-educate her on how she was being used by "Paragons Finest". Seriously... just smacks of double-standards to me.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Mystical Invasion Repulsed

I was called into general action today along with all the citizens in Grandville to repulse some strange mystical entities that seems to be leaking into our dimension from some mystical realm that the Mu Mystics refer to as "Croatoa".

Regardless, these things seemed something like out of a kids halloween party - just a week or so early, and so much taller! Firstly, the minor annoyances have had to be dealt with - door to door searches for vampires, ghost, werewolves and their ilk.

Then a number of us were called to the beaches outside of Spider City - a manifestation of "Eochai", King of the Fir Bolg had been spotted. It took the combined firepower of mine and seven of the Isles' most puissant citizens to drop this giant monster.

Worse, soon after having destroyed this beast, we had an emergency signal from The Fab, that their works were being disrupted by some sort of giant ogre calling itself "Jack in Irons". I gather this was from its eloquent speech of "Jack in Irons, Jack Smash!" as it stomped around (sounds like some Brutes I know actually...).

Still, we descended upon The Fab to meet this second terror who seemed to fall in shorter order as some of the citizens with us corrupted his form with radiation and ice. Didn't help that the Arachnos Bane Spider Troops got confused in the melee and attacked us as well.

Anyway, with those two manifestations dealt with, Mu Mystics warned us that they may well become more frequent and to keep an eye out. Me? I'll just avoid them in future and allow others to take care of them - I have research to be getting on with!

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

[Expletive Deleted]! How DARE They!

Damn Paragon City, damn their Police Department and damn that infernal research company that cut my funding. I am outraged - I will tear them limb from frikkin' limb. Noone does that to Master Zaprobo, NOONE! I will pull every storage, construction and research facility down around their ears.

Breathe... Today, while working for a new contact that by Grandville Broker Wiggy the Brit introduced me to - an canny character called Westin Phipps - I was told to intercept a shipment of new textbooks (might be something useful in them, maybe not). Imagine my outrage when the Paragon City Police Department who were protecting the shipment were using MY technologies.

Yes, you heard - they were using the ZR Autonomous Combat System. Single units, not a whole platoon. Oh I am livid. They removed my funding, forced me and my creations out then arrested me. And after that, simply continue my work anyway?!

Oh, it is ON Paragon City.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Jump Jet Perfected

I took a quiet period today to field test a device I had just perfected that, for once, was not a weapon. Just an improvement for my anti-gravity field. A modified Arachnos jump-jet that increases my forward momentum.

Alas, the device is too prone to overheating so I can only get it working in thirty-second windows. Plus it takes an inordinate time to cool back down. Still, it made the long journeys in the Nerva Archipelago slightly shorter - which can only be a good thing.

Been a while since I had a bit of leisure time to tinker with a secondary system. It was relaxing.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Priority Report Intercepted

Source: Unknown - Trans-Dimensional Communication
Clearance Level: Bravo-Tango Six

Content: Lord Nemesis, Target DIS-1NF must be discontinued - he has accessed our computer plans (thus revealed he is the true Master Zaprobo) and liberated the real Technician Naylor from one of your esteemed duplicates who appeared unable to repulse an attack from the Masterminds' creations.

Addendum: Shortly after we discovered this unauthorised access and rescue, we recieved telemetry from the Naylor-clone that it had been destroyed by assailants unknown. Prime computation would assume Master Zaprobo got to it before enough of us did - assume a single platoon is not sufficient to subdue
Target DIS-1NF and further attempts will require more Warhulk, Comet and Jaeger support units.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Ghost Busters!

Ah, I loved that movie. Such beautiful portable nuclear reactors they had... if only... ahem.

Anyway, after getting the Ghostslayer Rifles and Grenades from Dr Aeon I tweaked them to my own specifications (i.e. made them work properly) and then headed out to Paragon City to test them.

Some evil spirit was haunting a graveyard in the Astoria region, plus with my new contacts in Arachnos I was able to be teleported in. They worked as expected. I saved a few rounds and a couple of bombs for my own personal use later.

Never know what I might run across, and when.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Capture Aeon? My Pleasure!

Ah, Black Scorpion knows me too well. In his desire to develop defenses against the machinations of Ghost Widow, he has tasked me to lead a team against Dr Aeon himself.

Well, the hack does seem overly interested in matters magical so stands to reason I can lock him in a lab and force him to produce results! And afterwards, maybe Black Scorpion will let me kill the little swine!

I found the young whippersnapper in one of his labs - alas his paltry energy beam weaponry was no match for my new battle armour, which I really must name... anyway. I took with me a friend of my old colleague Dr Zweistein - one Vanessa von Kreiger.

Her loyal bodyguards proved to be quite handy in cornering Dr Aeon while I incapacitated him with my ZR Pulse Rifle.

A report from Black Scorpion appears to indicate that the "good Doctor" can't produce shielding (bah, my ZR Aegis Transponder was one of my first inventions) but can only produce weapons that are effective against ethereal creatures.

I'll have to get a Drone ZR to torture Aeon to ensure he's telling the truth, then head out to field test the weaponry. Busy, busy, busy!