Supernatural Taisen (Megacrossover) (Update!)

[SAMAS]

Cool enough.

Now back to work!

[Majin Gojira]

Cool enough.

Now back to work!

I'm workin'! I'm workin'!

Okay, I did a big overhaul of another project over the last week (Endoparasitic PC Players? Why yes, I can do that now), but am getting back to blowin' up stuff as we speak!

[Majin Gojira]

{{Mission 06}}
{{The Terrible Predator Part 1}}

To some it seemed a bit of overkill, but Reika had insisted that she attend the destruction of Bogal. She had not shown up for the meeting—but she had brought the RahXephon over to Japan just after Jack’s arrival via the TARDIS. She made her intentions clear in Jack’s mind. She wanted Bogal dead and gone.

Who’s going to say ‘no’ to a request like that (other than, Jack presumed, Vice-President Kinsey)?

Cameron Mitchelle, one of the F-302 pilots, whistled, “Fighting giant monsters in space ships,” he grinned eagerly, “rubbing elbows with the best of the best. This is just beyond cool!”

He spun like a dancer as he walked. His cropped hair did little to detract from the warm color of his face, made more pronounced by his enthusiasm, which Jack had to admit was quite infectious. And he was right, this was damn cool. Well, aside from the horror, danger and death that went along with combating unspeakable horrors of tremendous size bent on devouring all in their sight.

Jack attempted to reach Ryu, but he stormed out of the offices quickly and with purpose. It appeared that he wasn’t the only one to notice the pilots’; he thought his name was Mirai—a wide eyed and eager youngster—had noticed Ryu’s condition as well, but seemed to have just as much trouble reaching the pilot as Jack was having.

He was almost within speaking distance when the alarm klaxon sounded.

Jack scowled and inwardly cursed, heading to the observation room.

The GUYS crew filed in before the Mecha pilots and SG-1 with the Doctor leisurely strolling in with a neutral expression on his face.

On the main monitor in the center of the room was Captain Lindy Harlaown with a stern expression on her face.

“Captain Harlaown?” Commander Shikomizu said, “Did you signal the alarm?”

She nodded, “Our long range sensors have detected multiple hyper-dense masses heading towards earth. I am sending a visual as our database has no record of these entities.”

The image was only on screen for half a second before Teppei barely managed to restrain his shout: “Dinozaur!?”

The creature only vaguely resembled their Dinosaur namesake. One would only venture to call them reptilian. It was four eyed with a bisected lower jaw, hunched back, long spines across its body and twin tails. Blue in color, patches of its body were raised in armor whilst the other sections were sunken in and colored deep red. Sharp teeth, claws, a long neck and mace-like tail tips completed the nightmarish package.

“We’ve faced that monster before,” The second female member of guys, Marina Kazama, said with a stern look across her pretty features, “He’s a tough opponent, but beatable.”

“The problem comes,” Captain Harlaown said grimly, “from this:”

The next image she sent over was of dozens upon dozens of Dinozaur.

Jack’s brief research on the subject of Kaiju before the briefing had made it pretty clear. Kaiju of a certain size, over 150ft in height, needed specialized tactics to tackle with conventional weaponry and could easily destroy an city in a fortnight.

There were well over 300 Dinozaur in the group, and Dinozaur according to the data monitor Konomi brought up for reference, stood over 250ft each.

“If we are to prevent these Kaiju from landing on Earth, we’re going to need a lot of cover fire and even then, there’s no guarantee a few will not make it through,” Captain Harlaown said, “At their current course, their most likely destination is within the Japanese Archipelago if they are not stopped.”

“We can fire our main cannon, the Arc-En-Ciel, once before they pass into Earth’s atmosphere. Even with a flack curtain, we will need some assistance.”

Konomi’s keyboard was already afire when General Hammond’s face appeared in an adjacent window on that screen.

“This is General Hammond of the USS Prometheus,” He said, “We received your message and are en route.”

A second face appeared on the opposite window as Konomi’s keyboard quieted down. It was stern and powerful, with a mustache and broad shoulders complementing a square head.

“This is Captain Gordon of the Gotengo,” He said, “We’re ready to launch and assist.”

“Permission to launch granted.” Commander Shikomizu said before turning to the others in the room, “Pilots to your machines. GUYS: Sally Go!”

“G.I.G!” The Guys crew said in unison as they stood.

Jack would later learn that their response phrase meant “GUYS In Gold” but for the moment it just confused him.


In the depths of space the Asura’s tuning fork-like hull was joined by the cubic Prometheus and the newly re-designed Gotengo. This ship was more streamlined than the others, but still quite boxy. Its bow capped with a tremendous drill. Compared to the other two ships, it was rather small in comparison to the other ships, but still dwarfing the monsters headed towards them. The Gotengo reached almost 500ft in length, which was stubby compared to the Prometheus’ 630ft or the Asura’s tremendous 800ft.

The Captains' conference as the monsters quickly approached the moon on a direct course to earth.

“After firing the Arc-En-Ciel,” Captain Lindy stated, “We will need your flack cover for approximately 3 minutes; we will be unable to fire. We need flack cover from your vessels should we need to fire again. It is unlikely any Dinozaur that survive the blast will continue on their current course afterwards.”

“But better safe than sorry,” General Hammond said, to which Lindy nodded.

It would not take long for the Dinozaur to get in range of the Prometheus and Gotengo’s flack curtain.

On the Asura, Captain Lindy watched the Arc-En-Ciel firing mechanism form in front of her—a clear cube holding a round sphere with a clear key hole.

Voices from the crew called out around her:

“Distance calculated, detonation point chosen.”

“Arc-En-Ciel at 95% full charge. 10 seconds until completion.”

“Target locked, we can fire when ready.”

Her face hardened as she inserted the key into the firing lock.

“Arc-En-Ciel,” Captain Lindy barked, “FIRE!”

From the bridge of the Prometheus, General Hammond watched as concentric circles formed around the tuning fork-like hull of the Asura. When order to fire was given, a beam of white light shot forth from the center of the tuning fork into the cloud of Dinosaur. The beam continued on past the creatures, burning through dozens of the creatures.

At the center of the swarm a green bubble formed and quickly grew to nearly encompassing the Dinozaur completely. Those on the edge screamed futily int he vacuum of space before their internal energies violently exploded, ripping the monsters to tiny pieces.

The Dinozaur within the bubble disappeared as the it shrunk to nothing and disappeared. The sudden disappearance created a series of radiating shockwaves that flung the survivors in all directions—and killing a few more along the way.

General Hammond had never seen an explosion like that before. Then again, he had never even heard of (and only barely understood) using a dimensional tear as an offensive weapon. His crew was awestruck to the point that a stern wakeup call was needed to snap them out of it.

“All hands!” he commanded, “FIRE AT WILL!”

Onboard the Gotengo, Captain Gordon’s reaction was quite different. Instead of shock, he just laughed and clapped.

“Gentlemen, we can’t let the lady show us up. Show them what we can do,” He stood up and with a wave of his arm commanded, “Fire up the Nekketsu engine and prepare to fire the Drill Mazer!”

The crewmen new better than to protest their captain’s demands and followed his orders.

Outside, the massive drill at the end of the Gotengo’s hull began to spin, slowly coiling a strange green energy around it. Eventually this field coated the drill completely and began to fluctuate and glow with power.

Gordon shouted, “FIRE!” and the beam lanced into the scattered Dinozaur.

The first monster struck had a hole bored through its stomach by the energy. A second was completely bisected as the beam cut through its waste at the side. A third lost its head at the neck and a fourth lost its legs to the beam’s power.

“Raise the flack curtain,” Gordon barked, “And charge the Drill Mazer again. I don’t want a single one of these bastards to even touch earth’s atmosphere!”

Beams and canons from the surface of the Gotengo’s hull fired off and joined the stream of railgun slugs and missiles of the Prometheus in streaking towards the monsters. At first, the Dinozaur quickly moved to avoid the incoming fire, many speeding off back into the depths of space. But midway through the flack curtain’s first barrage, 20 of the Dinozaur turned to face their attackers. Unseen by the ships’ crewmen, the creature’s eyes glassed over with a purple film.

They lined up and from the small ports along their neck and top of their back, a counter-barrage of missiles intercepted half of the incoming flack. They then tripled their speed and rushed through the opening and into the next wave of flack.

Inside the Prometheus, the helmsman reported, “We’re having trouble locking on.”

Hammond thought for a moment before giving his orders: “Divert all non-essential power to shields; we’ll block them with our body if we have to!”

The spherical shield shimmered once as the Dinozaur approached.

The Gotengo did not have the shielding up to that of the Prometheus. But it did have a drill.

“Go Right into them!” Gordon shouted, the drill of the Gotengo spun furiously as the ship coated itself in green light from its drill and moved forward.

Both ships continued their curtain of fire at the oncoming monsters. By the time they were within striking distance of the ships, 3 had destroyed by the flack curtain. On contact, 5 of the Dinozaur bounced off the Prometheus’ shield. These 5 found themselves flung uncontrollably into the blackness of space.

The Gotengo drilled forwards, splitting three of the monsters in half, their mouths gurgling purple fluid that may have been blood as their legs torsos became separated from their chests.

When six canons blazed from the sides of the Asura to thicken the flack curtain, many more of the Dinozaur died silently.

The flack curtain slew still more, but a total of 8 Dinozaur passed through. Thankfully, 3 were missing their heads.

Still, 5 Kaiju and 3 230ft long super-dense meteors would not be good for the planet.

The commanders of the vessels expressed their dismay in different ways as the Dinozaur entered the atmosphere. Lindy sat down in her seat with a thud. Hammond slumped in his. Gordon slammed his fist into the arm of his chair, which created a sound that echoed through the bridge.

The ground forces would have to clean up the rest.

[SAMAS]

Given the lack of otherwise provided music, I humbly suggest Battle Station from the Robotech Perfect Soundtrack.

Nice to see the ships taking the Opening Act.

[Agent Sorchus]

Huh, only 800ft length for the Asura? Not so impressive when you consider the shape means she would have noticeable less profile than the Prometheus and possible less volume also.

Any reason you chose that length?

[Majin Gojira]

I chose it for two reasons:

1) More fun in interacting with Kaiju. It still dwarfs them, but it won't seem silly if some very powerful Kaiju can damage it.
2) I couldn't find data on its length anywhere, and it flummoxed me greatly!

I'll probably go back and put in some music in the afternoon tomorrow...

If gardening and Fourth of July party cleanup/prep stuff doens't kill me.

[Styphon]

My reaction to this latest installment is best expressed as follows:
Captain Gordon? FUCK YEAH!
(no, really, I actually yelled that out )

[Majin Gojira]

The last chapter finally has its music. And let me just say, that finally finding the Gotengo music is just awesome.

Sadly, the only bit I could find is from a Akira Ifukube symphony, the clip including music from King Kong vs. a giant Ocotups segment of KK vs. Godzilla and a Battle March from the Mysterians.

The Gotengo music lasts from 1:00 to 1:47 but the battle march that follows it is also quite an awesome track.

[Majin Gojira]

{{Mission 07}}
{{The Terrible Predator Part 2}}

On the Earth’s surface, Cameron was wondering about the plan just a bit.

“So, why don’t the ships above engage in an orbital bombardment?” He asked his asked openly through the com system of the F-302 he piloted.

“The weapons aboard the Asura would prove environmentally hazardous if fired in earth’s atmosphere,” Teal’c explained from his F-302, “Further, the Gotengo weaponry are not built to transfer from atmospheric conditions to non-atmospheric conditions. Further, it and the Prometheus have extended near their entire payload to weed the monsters down to this level.”

“Environmental damage,” Cameron echoed, “Is that like toxic or--”

“The power of the weapons involved would cause widespread devastation to the point of altering the climate of the entire planet and possibly inducing nuclear winter.”

“Okay, yeah, that’s not good.”

The two SGC personal lead their squadrons of F-302s skyward on an intercept course towards the descending monsters. Below them, the Mecha troops and GUYS Gun Phoenix waited to attack the monsters when they landed. The F-302s would be the second line before the ground forces took them on.

It did not take the creature’s long to get within visual range. The headless monsters sunk to earth like stones while the survivors lifted their heads and altered their courses, gliding towards the F-302s.

“Alright,” Cameron shouted, “light ‘em up!”

The F-302s soared towards the descending monster, launching a wave of missiles at the beasts.

One of the creatures opened its triple-jointed jaw, revealing a thin vibrating blue wire at its center.

This wire quintupled in length in the blink of an eye and lashed out. The creatures were quickly concealed in a cloud of flames and shrapnel which the F-302s deftly flew around it.

Until one exploded as a blue streak passed through the machine.

Cameron looked back at the creatures as they passed unharmed through the dissipating flames.

“Okay,” he scowled, “What the hell was that?”

“A mono-filament whip in place of the creature’s tongue,” Konomi answered from the GUN-PHOENIX, “We didn’t expect its reach to have increased that much.”

Cameron cursed as he brought his F-302 around for another pass, the rest of his squadron following as the Gun-Phoenix opened fire on the nearest space monster.

As they turned, the inert Dinozaur carcasses suddenly slowed as they approached the ground.

“What?” Kabuto gasped from Mazinger Z, “They can move?”

The pilots were briefly stunned by the movement from the headless monsters and missed their firing arc as they crashed with considerably less force than calculated.

Still, the impacts shook the ground greatly.

A wave of missiles impacted against the lead Dinozaur’s back as Cameron’s squadron completed their second run, followed closely by Teal’c’s. The lead Dinozaur fell to the ground, but quickly stood up again, screeching defiance. Hunched over with its long neck extending in front of its body, and massive spines jutting into the sky, the creature stood eye to eye with Getter Robo and other monsters the GUYS had encountered.

Jack guided the RahXephon towards the monsters and barrage of short bolts from the palm of the great machine’s hands. The bolts struck the monsters, leaving sizzling pot marks on the creature’s hides as the other Super Robots moved in to battle the monsters. Jack found himself surrounded by three of the beasts.

The Getter Dragon moved in directly to grapple with the creatures, its twin tomahawks slicing into the monster’s hides. The creature snapped its jaws and thrust with its claws, but Ryouma had spent years of his life battling giant saurians, leaving Dinozaur’s moves telegraphed.

However, when it lashed out with its mono-filament tongue, one of the tomahawks was sliced in twain.

Ryouma took the machine into the air, to which the monster replied by firing a barrage of organic missiles from the ports along its neck.

“OPEN GATE!” He shouted as the machine split into its three component ships—which flew around the swarm and reformed behind the simple projectiles.

“It will take more than that to defeat us!” Ryouma gritted his teeth before letting out as mighty roar “GETTER BEAM!”

A pinkish-red beam of light shot like a lightning bolt from the top of Getter Robo’s head which struck the Dinozaur in the chest, causing the beast to howl in pain. The concentrated Getter ray easily tore a hole through the reptilian monster. The creature’s internal power sources could not take the strain, overloaded and exploded, nearly vaporizing the Dinozaur in the process. Small chunks of the super-dense creature rained down on the countryside with tremendous force.

With four active Kaiju remaining, Hayato had the sinking sensation that this not be as easy as it appeared, but Benkei, ever the optimist, smiled and said, “We’ll probably be back for dinner.”

Kabuto and Tetsuya did not share the height of Getter Robo. Even standing together, Mazinger Z and Great Mazinger would not reach up to a Dinozaur’s shoulder. Still, they did not back down.

The small missiles each machine was equipped with, as well as the classic “rocket punch” proved largely ineffectual against the beast’s armor.

The pair deftly dodged the barrage of missiles launched at them, as well as the lashings of the beast’s tongue.

Kabuto guided Mazinger Z through the air and scrapped the bladed edge of the machine’s flight wing horizontally across its neck: which set up Tetsuya in Great Mazinger to drag one of the robot’s swords in the opposite direction on the other side of the beast’s neck as it turned to snap at Kabuto.

Upon reaching the head, Tetsuya let out a thunderous “Mazinger Blade!” as he threw the weapon into the left topmost of Dinozaur’s four eyes. The eye squirted vile orange fluid as the monster shrieked and bucked, blinded in pain as the two Mazingers set out to finish the beast.

The V-like shapes on the mecha’s chests began to glow and red beams of plasma radiated down onto the newly carved pathways across the monster’s neck—and along the organic missile ports the Dinozaur now had exposed.

Kabuto and Tetsuya shouted “DOUBLE BURNING FIRE!” as the missiles quickly reacted to the superheated plasma and began to detonate inside the monster, eventually pulverizing the head, neck and upper torso completely.

8 minutes into the battle and two of the 5 monsters were already down.

Jack guided the RahXephon to one of the remaining monsters as the F-302 squadrons and the Gun-Phoenix swarmed around the survivors.

After the monsters had tackled him en mass, Jack managed to knock them back with a massive push from the RahXephon’s legs that sent it airborne.

Before it could get too far, though, as one of the whip tongues wrapped itself around the RahXephon’s leg. Jack found himself and the machine jerked down to the earth as the monsters rose around him. Jack reflexively lashed out with one of his arms—which automatically formed a massive blade of energy that cut deep into the monster’s hide and severing one of its arms.

The Dinozaur screamed its hate as the RahXephon righted itself, waiting for the next attack.


Nearby, the Gun-Phoenix split into its two component craft: the Gun-Winger and Gun-Loader. The first craft was a sleek craft with an arrowhead design, while the Gun-Loader was stockier, shorter winged and slightly reminiscent of the F-302. Both craft joined the F-302s in harassing the Dinozaur, as their weapons seemed to moderately annoy and lightly damage the monsters individually.

In tandem, they managed to sever the arms of one of the monsters as well as partly blind it. This partly blinded monster fired its missiles randomly, striking the earth with its barrage.

The explosions triggered something under the earth, and it began to quake. The three decapitated Dinozaur bodies fell over as two new monsters rose from the earth in the midst of tremendous shows of earth and stone.

One of the beasts stood slightly taller than the Dinozaur. Fully erect, it was rather demonic, yet remains reptilian. Large plates of armor covered its body with jagged, irregular rows of small spikes between them. Its eyes glowed red and its head was capped with a pair of massive demonic horns. The sail was short—almost non-existent—with hands that ended in long whip-like tentacles.

The other creature was more worm-like with a rounded head, thick body and two short tails at the end of its torso. The lower portion of its body was covered by small spike-like protrusions which inched across as the creature dug itself out of the ground. When the tails freed themselves from the earth,

“Goudon,” Teppei exclaimed over the radios, “And Twin Tail!”

“So Japan is crawling with monsters!” Cameron added.

“Neither have any projectile powers, but are quite powerful regardless. Don’t get to close,” Teppei advised.

“Konomi!” Mirai called out to his co-pilot, “With these monsters here, Bogal won’t be far behind. Let’s land.”

Konomi nodded before the Gun-loader Mirai piloted turned away from the battle field to find a nearby safe landing space.

“Goudon feed on Twin Tail Eggs, so they may attack each other before anything else,” Teppei continued his explanation over the radio, “But with the space monsters here too, you’d better stand back for a moment.”

The Getter Dragon changed into the Getter Liger took a back position as the two new monsters oriented themselves in their new surface surroundings.

And attacked each other—grappling with tails, whips and teeth and careening about without regard for anything else about them.

Hayato, guiding Getter Liger, noticed the Dinozaur were distracted by the melee and decided to act.

Pushing the machine’s speed to its limit, he shouted “MACH SPECIAL” and slashed the Liger’s drill arms again and again on the nearest Dinozaur. It all took less than 60 seconds, but the monster fell and detonated from the numerous slashes rendered across his hide.

Hayato glanced at the other monsters to see one of the two remaining Dinozaur held overhead by the RahXephon. It screamed and squirmed as the RahXephon pulled at the center of the beast from two different directions. The Getter pilots could hear the armor and bones of the monster bend and eventually snap before—with a sudden jerk—the RahXephon tore the monster in half—which promptly exploded before the creature’s gore could stain the RahXephon greatly.

The last of the Dinozaur was pinged by F-302s, the Gun-Winger and the Mazinger units and would soon fall in jack’s estimations when something caught his eye, and the sound of the Ixtili screaming overwhelmed his ears.

Gritting from the pain the sound caused, his attention turned from the monsters to a sudden purple ripple within reality itself that expanded quickly into a dark purple, black and red vortex. A wedge-shaped bolt shot forward from the darkness and raced towards the RahXephon.

It struck the god-machine before Jack could raise its shield-protected arm. The wedge exploded against the RahXephon, sending black tendrils of lightning coursing through the machine.

Jack’s body tensed against the power that flowed through him and wanted badly to scream and announcing his pain to the world, but was unable to as the RahXephon plummeted to the ground.

“O’Neil!” Teal’c nearly shouted before he brought his crosshairs towards the newly opened rift and opened fire as the monster they were waiting for arrived: Bogal.

As it landed, the innert carcases of the headless Dinozaur rose and violently shifted, ripping parts of themselves off and growing new segments. The monsters that stood up from their forms were similar tot he Dinozaur, but their tails had become heads and their legs had turned themselves around and fused with their arms. They would alter be dubbed "Dinozaur Reverse" but at the moment, the soldiers could only blink in breif confusion and horror.

Bogal shrieked in triumph as the portal to its hellish hideaway closed and it prepared for a feast.

[Ford Prefect]

You know, as time goes on, I keep on thinking to myself 'Kaiju? Where are the uchuu kaiju?'

[Baughn]

Sure. We've already got the RahXephon, so why not?

Add some uchuu kaijuu. Add buster machine #7 as well.. and then some real space monsters.

On second thought..

[SAMAS]

MG Said on an earlier page that he was planning on adding the STMC at a later time. But he was planning on bringing their power down to a manageable level.

[Baughn]

Which will be cool, but I think it's missing the point. Every "major" Gainax series is in one way or another about the singularity.

Evangelion is particularily obvious, of course, but so is Gunbuster in its own way; consider the power curves required to go from destroying single monsters to blowing up galaxies in, what, four decades?

Their later story is a bit harder to understand. For one thing, Nana.. I'm pretty sure she's far from the only one of her kind. Well, that's neither here not there.

My point is, cutting down their power levels means completely destroying the internal logic of the story. Oh well. It'll still be awesome, and it's not like fiction /has/ to be consistent.

[SAMAS]

I think he means tone them down to a "Our heroes have a chance in hell of fighting them" sense.

[Baughn]

Exactly. There is no realistic way for a non-singularitarian society to fight a singularitarian one; thus, this won't be realistic.

I don't particularily mind that, though. I just thought it needed to be mentioned.

[Majin Gojira]

To be fair, Dinozaur are actually a form of Uuchu Kaiju, just not part of the TSMC. The TSMC of this world are Lovecraft's Dholes--Kilometer long planetary worms with acid spittle. Not as bad as the true TSMC, but still enough to devour planets.

Then there's the Legion Ecosystem. They seed themselves through planetary destruction. Also rather TSMC-like.

As for other Gainax series--not for a long while. Though one character is going to reference the hell out of them. You're talking to a jerk who, for flavor background, turned the X-Men's Jubilee and Gen13's Freefall into current Voice Actors who--among their most famous works, played opposite female leads on Code Geas and plans to work that minor gag into a plot point for the followup to this.

Sick bastard doens't even begin to describe what is coming in 3 chapters.

And yes, I AM working on it...But I'm getting my RPG Netbook on Prehistoric Animals under review and revision, so it's taken minor priority over this.

That Netbook, BTW, is currently 230 pages and 2 years in the making.

[SAMAS]

Not wanting to dig up an old thread (linked in this one around page 7), but I had a thought about another ramification of a world occasionally beset by Horror and Kaiju monsters: Bigger, badder SWAT Teams. I mean LAWs, if not Rocket Launchers (possibly with gas warheads) and other surplus and outdated military gear and vans loaded with as much armor as their engines can handle. Hell, I can see national capitals like Washington or Paris and other vital cities going straight to having a regular military force stationed permanently (though maybe not openly to the level of tanks in the streets) within the city.

Think the AD Police from Bubblegum Crisis (actual competence and effectiveness will vary).

[Majin Gojira]

Not wanting to dig up an old thread (linked in this one around page 7), but I had a thought about another ramification of a world occasionally beset by Horror and Kaiju monsters: Bigger, badder SWAT Teams. I mean LAWs, if not Rocket Launchers (possibly with gas warheads) and other surplus and outdated military gear and vans loaded with as much armor as their engines can handle. Hell, I can see national capitals like Washington or Paris and other vital cities going straight to having a regular military force stationed permanently (though maybe not openly to the level of tanks in the streets) within the city.

Think the AD Police from Bubblegum Crisis (actual competence and effectiveness will vary).

Indeed there are, and a few programs stand out above the others.

Since 'round the mid 90s, patrol oriented humanoid machines called Labors have been in use. Such labor units have been outfitted with both lethal and nonlethal weaponry to handle various situations--from minor large monster appearances to costumed madmen doing their schtict. They are usually simply called Patlabors (Patrol-Labors). The sting of the Sentinel uprising of the 60s and 70s being a distant enough memory for people to accept these robots on teh streets (The fact that they are A) Japanese make instead of American B) piloted by humans with no AI, makes them much more palletable to the public).

The next program is grew out of the Initiative movemnt. It created a multiple-round anti-demonic weapon, dubbed the HST-Rifle. The 50-calibur rounds range from chemical-agents (such as "Holy Water" or "Wood") to use against otherworldly beings, to simply smacking them with high-explosive rounds fired at high velocities to byass armor.

A squad with such armaments can take down some very powerful foes--but against the Children of the Dawn and small Kaiju, heavier ordinance is needed. That's where the Ant-Kaiju Rifle comes in. This is more of an artillary piece that masquarades as a rifle. Humans need to set up supports before being able to fire a single shot, but some enhanced human opratives can weild one like a shotgun. It shares the variable cartridge system, but can only load one shell at a time. It is a rail gun that launches explosive shells at high speed. The shell is, of course, armour peircing, and is classified as an anti-tank rifle.

Though more often than not, police and swat get better use of modified Super-Soaker that launches Peter Parker's chemical adhesive at suspects.

And yes, I'm STILL writing it (my volunteer schedule recently doubled and a new job is in the works for the forseable future--BUT I'M WORKING ON IT! I got 2,000 words down and I'm still not near the end! ARGH!)

[Majin Gojira]

{{Interlude 02}}
{{Sheltered}}

“I HATE THIS!” A young Japanese girl exclaimed from the corner of a massive bomb shelter deep under Osaka. She and her entire school were in there, mostly waiting for everyone to file in. Today was the day of the Kaiju Evacuation Drill. Since their recent resurgence, the school board had decided to brush off this old drill to protect the students in case of an attack—a drill that hadn’t been put into practice since 1989.

“Settle down, Haruhi,” one of the girl’s classmate, a profoundly average Japanese boy of the same age, said calmly as the girl, Haruhi, slumped against the shelter’s grey slab of a wall, “It’s only a drill.”

“But why?” She whined, “Kaiju never come to Osaka! It’s always Tokyo! Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo! It makes me sick,” Haruhi slumped, “There’s only been one Kaiju attack on Osaka, and that was back in 1969!”

“Wait, do you want a kaiju to show up here and smash everything up?” The boy scowled.

“Of course not,” She snapped, “I’m not an idiot. I know what kind of damage they can do.”

‘Well that’s a relief,’ the boy thought.

“It’s just that the only way to see a Kaiju in the flesh is if it attacks your city,” She continued, “people try to sneak in after the defensive lines go up, but that’s just suicidally stupid with the defenses the JSDF throws up. The only way to ever see one is to either join the military or have it attack your city and be lucky enough to catch a glimpse without being trampled.”

“And you don’t want to join the military?”

“I just don’t see myself being able to shoot them,” the boy arced his eyebrow as Haruhi continued, “Sure, some Kaiju are really dangerous or even downright evil—but a lot of them are just wild animals.”

“Yeah, animals that cause humans a great deal of problems. We shoot problem animals like Tigers and Bears when they attack people, so why not Kaiju?”

“Because they’re usually the only ones of their kind, that’s why!”

The boy thought that wasn’t a very good reason, but decided not to press it and instead offered a different perspective: “What about the giant insects?”

“I’m not talking about giant insects,” Haruhi huffed.

“They’re Kaiju too.”

“Not in my book they aren’t,” she pronounced, “A kaiju needs to be a vertebrate, first of all, and it has to be at least 25 meters in length. Otherwise, it’s just a monster.”

“Well I’m glad you’re being scientific about it,” the boy snorted.

“But a true Kaiju has to be between 50 and 100 meters in length and have hide able to withstand conventional weaponry. It must have minimal intelligence for the animal it was mutated from and no real antipathy towards mankind.”

“No real antipathy?”

“Real kaiju aren’t evil—they’re just too big to interact with humans very well.”

“Well, we’d better go tell King Ghidorah that’s he’s not a kaiju anymore.”

“Oh, shut-up Kyon,” Haruhi pouted, “Reality doesn’t always work out the way you want it to.”

Internally, Kyon breathed a massive sigh of relief. Given what he’s been through at Haruhi’s side, he had long suspected that sooner or later a Kaiju would hit Osaka or perhaps some masked Vigilante would attempt to tackle Osaka’s minimalistic crime rate or some other bizarre phenomenon would rear its head overtly. But with Haruhi’s declaration, he thought for a moment, just a brief moment, that he wouldn’t have to worry about his home being crushed by a giant monster or having the school blown up by a vigilante bent on cleaning delinquents from the streets.

And in that instant, Kyon knew he was screwed. He had just dismissed something as unlikely in the presence of Haruhi Suzumiya—a girl who aliens, time travelers and psychics (or "espers" as she called them) believed to be the key to evolution, a temporal anomaly and God, respectively.

He just guaranteed that not only would a Kaiju appear in Osaka in the near future, but he and Haruhi would be far to near it for Kyon's comfort.

DAMNIT!

[Baughn]

Are you missing a sentence at the end, there? That "not only"-construct is usually followed by ", but <something even worse>".

Also, I can't help but wonder if Haruhi is responsible for this universe being as messed-up as it is to begin with. She is, after all, an avatar of Azathoth.

[Majin Gojira]

Fixed and that is a complete possibility--but it may be a case where God created a sandwitch so big that even (s)he couldn't eat it.

[SAMAS]

We are screwed. Screwed, I tell you!

Okay, they are screwed. We are highly entertained!

Now back to the Giant Robot/Kaiju battles! And Hopefully Nanoha getting to shoot one in the face.

[Baughn]

Since I'm apparently in a nit-picky mood today (*roll eyes*), might as well point out that "damnit" is more properly spelled "dammit".

[Majin Gojira]

Since I'm apparently in a nit-picky mood today (*roll eyes*), might as well point out that "damnit" is more properly spelled "dammit".

I'm always up for nit-picks and critique.

Though in this case, since Kyon is not exactly the most formal and proper character and is a teenager, I think I'll keep the improper spelling (that and spellchecker doesn't recognize that spelling as well as most spellings of that direct me first to the Blink 182 song).

And don't worry, Nanoha face-blasting a Kaiju is definitely on the table.

[Baughn]

Wait, is this part of story supposed to be from Kyon's biography?