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trans_92010-06-02 03:22 pm
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A Junker's Dream Come True [OPEN]
"Oh..."
"...my..."
"...god!"
Lowe's exclamation could be heard as it echoed throughout the hangar. It was like being 8 again and waking up Christmas morning. Inside was nothing but vehicles of all types. It was like a melting pot of hundreds of thousands of civilizations' technologies. Many of them a lot more advanced than what ZAFT, the Earth Alliance and Orb could EVER make.
[There's a lot of machines in here. It's almost impossible to count...!] 8 chirped in.
"I know! Ah, man...! I gotta see, I gotta see...!" Lowe said, making his way over to the first thing he saw: an X-Wing. "Man, look at this! This is too sleek of a machine to be a normal Mobile Armor! A-And those guns... they have to be beam weaponry!" He pulled himself away and made his way to the next machine he saw - the Unicorn Thunderzord. "Man, look at this thing! Such an odd design! There has to be something more to it, though: there's no way it could JUST be like this!"
[Perhaps it's a component of something!] 8 said.
"It has to be!" Lowe said. The next thing he gazed at: the Unit 2. "Wow... that thing's HUMONGOUS! There's no way that's a Mobile Suit - Mobile Suits that big is just ASKING to get it's butt kicked!"
[We're dealing with a melting pot here. What may be a sitting duck in our world may be... Hold on!] 8 chirped before being stopped. [I think... 20 meters in front of us!]
"Twenty meters...?" Lowe repeated, confused. He made his way forward and gasped. In front of him was a VERY familiar machine. "It's... it's Red Frame! But, it's different!"
[Perhaps it's a gift from our saviors!] 8 said.
"It has to be... I-I gotta check it out!" Lowe said, making his way into the cockpit.
"...my..."
"...god!"
Lowe's exclamation could be heard as it echoed throughout the hangar. It was like being 8 again and waking up Christmas morning. Inside was nothing but vehicles of all types. It was like a melting pot of hundreds of thousands of civilizations' technologies. Many of them a lot more advanced than what ZAFT, the Earth Alliance and Orb could EVER make.
[There's a lot of machines in here. It's almost impossible to count...!] 8 chirped in.
"I know! Ah, man...! I gotta see, I gotta see...!" Lowe said, making his way over to the first thing he saw: an X-Wing. "Man, look at this! This is too sleek of a machine to be a normal Mobile Armor! A-And those guns... they have to be beam weaponry!" He pulled himself away and made his way to the next machine he saw - the Unicorn Thunderzord. "Man, look at this thing! Such an odd design! There has to be something more to it, though: there's no way it could JUST be like this!"
[Perhaps it's a component of something!] 8 said.
"It has to be!" Lowe said. The next thing he gazed at: the Unit 2. "Wow... that thing's HUMONGOUS! There's no way that's a Mobile Suit - Mobile Suits that big is just ASKING to get it's butt kicked!"
[We're dealing with a melting pot here. What may be a sitting duck in our world may be... Hold on!] 8 chirped before being stopped. [I think... 20 meters in front of us!]
"Twenty meters...?" Lowe repeated, confused. He made his way forward and gasped. In front of him was a VERY familiar machine. "It's... it's Red Frame! But, it's different!"
[Perhaps it's a gift from our saviors!] 8 said.
"It has to be... I-I gotta check it out!" Lowe said, making his way into the cockpit.
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