Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v3]

[Pax Cybertronian]

Shockstorm continued to walk around the room, still clearly annoyed with the fact that he was unable to contact Megatron. It felt like forever since he had waited, even though it was, at most, a few hours. He knew that Megatron was starting to grow impatient, and so was Shockstorm. He wanted to have a drink or two, that he admitted, but he wanted to wait until he had more company that wasn't revolved around organic lifeforms. Finally, a message from his dataphone: it was from Lord Megatron himself. Shockstorm accepted the call and a holographic image of Megatron appeared.

"Yes?" Megatron said. "What do you want, Shockstorm? How has the annexation of Glaxios gone so far?"

"Unfortunately, Lord Megatron, we were stranded here due to technical malfunctions in our flagship, which grounded us on this planet," Shockstorm apologized. "I would like to request a starship or two to come over to this planet and repair our flagship."

"Fine," Megatron growled. "I want Glaxios conquered and cyberformed soon. You know what will happen if you fail me."

Despite Megatron's threat, Shockstorm refused to show any signs that he was afraid of him, and remained undeterred. "Well, since you're here, Lord Megatron, perhaps it might be a good idea to observe the surroundings? Quite a few leaders of other nations are here."

Megatron, having nothing else to do, decided to observe the conversations nearby and see if anyone confronted him, increasing the size of the holographic image slightly so that it would gather people's attention more.

[Teutonican Empire]

Shockstorm continued to walk around the room, still clearly annoyed with the fact that he was unable to contact Megatron. It felt like forever since he had waited, even though it was, at most, a few hours. He knew that Megatron was starting to grow impatient, and so was Shockstorm. He wanted to have a drink or two, that he admitted, but he wanted to wait until he had more company that wasn't revolved around organic lifeforms. Finally, a message from his dataphone: it was from Lord Megatron himself. Shockstorm accepted the call and a holographic image of Megatron appeared.

"Yes?" Megatron said. "What do you want, Shockstorm? How has the annexation of Glaxios gone so far?"

"Unfortunately, Lord Megatron, we were stranded here due to technical malfunctions in our flagship, which grounded us on this planet," Shockstorm apologized. "I would like to request a starship or two to come over to this planet and repair our flagship."

"Fine," Megatron growled. "I want Glaxios conquered and cyberformed soon. You know what will happen if you fail me."

Despite Megatron's threat, Shockstorm refused to show any signs that he was afraid of him, and remained undeterred. "Well, since you're here, Lord Megatron, perhaps it might be a good idea to observe the surroundings? Quite a few leaders of other nations are here."

Megatron, having nothing else to do, decided to observe the conversations nearby and see if anyone confronted him, increasing the size of the holographic image slightly so that it would gather people's attention more.

Noel, an average sized alien humanoid (dressed in his battle armor, see the Nobility factbook) with some sort of gauntlet on his right arm, was seemingly either staring or sizing him up. It was obvious he was a sort of leader as the two other Teutonicans to his left and right seemed to look shocked and even leaned behind Noel a little. Perhaps the two were Noel's guards.

[The South Falls]

"Of course not! I have no interest in fighting her."

While evidently he did despise May, he seemed genuine in his belief that she was no longer a challenge to him and therefore did not give him any interest in fighting her.

"Now, do you accept or not, Lieutenant Hardiman?" Noel added on.

He put his hand out. "I A-A-accept. I will be loyal to you and your force, just fix me! Please." He jolted from electricity.

“Thanks! Sorry! It just made me weird!” Gikochinai’s smile fully returned. ”It sounds like it was pretty bad for you! It reminds me too much of other things I’ve seen! But I don’t want to talk about that right now, sorry! I want to have fun again!”

"It's perfectly fine." May's smile became tenser. "There's too many terrible things, and I want to see them go. All of them. You want to play a game?" Her smile smoothed.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Shockstorm continued to walk around the room, still clearly annoyed with the fact that he was unable to contact Megatron. It felt like forever since he had waited, even though it was, at most, a few hours. He knew that Megatron was starting to grow impatient, and so was Shockstorm. He wanted to have a drink or two, that he admitted, but he wanted to wait until he had more company that wasn't revolved around organic lifeforms. Finally, a message from his dataphone: it was from Lord Megatron himself. Shockstorm accepted the call and a holographic image of Megatron appeared.

"Yes?" Megatron said. "What do you want, Shockstorm? How has the annexation of Glaxios gone so far?"

"Unfortunately, Lord Megatron, we were stranded here due to technical malfunctions in our flagship, which grounded us on this planet," Shockstorm apologized. "I would like to request a starship or two to come over to this planet and repair our flagship."

"Fine," Megatron growled. "I want Glaxios conquered and cyberformed soon. You know what will happen if you fail me."

Despite Megatron's threat, Shockstorm refused to show any signs that he was afraid of him, and remained undeterred. "Well, since you're here, Lord Megatron, perhaps it might be a good idea to observe the surroundings? Quite a few leaders of other nations are here."

Megatron, having nothing else to do, decided to observe the conversations nearby and see if anyone confronted him, increasing the size of the holographic image slightly so that it would gather people's attention more.

Noel, an average sized alien humanoid (dressed in his battle armor, see the Nobility factbook) with some sort of gauntlet on his right arm, was seemingly either staring or sizing him up. It was obvious he was a sort of leader as the two other Teutonicans to his left and right seemed to look shocked and even leaned behind Noel a little. Perhaps the two were Noel's guards.

Megatron's red optics flared slightly and met with Noel's. "Greetings, organic. My name is Megatron, Supreme Emperor of the Decepticon Star Empire - an empire which rules over fifty million planets throughout the entire Local Group. We've been fighting for at least ten million years against the Autobots. We've annexed Cybertron completely a couple centuries ago, and it's been the longest time where one faction has ruled over Cybertron as a whole in modern history. One day, we'll slay all of the Autobots and force them to my heel, and I will reign supreme over the entire Universe!"

Megatron stopped for a second and stopped his miniature rant. "Now, with my introduction out of the way, I have to ask: who are you, organic? I presume your other men are your guards? I presume you rule over an empire as well?"

[Teutonican Empire]

"Now, do you accept or not, Lieutenant Hardiman?" Noel added on.

He put his hand out. "I A-A-accept. I will be loyal to you and your force, just fix me! Please." He jolted from electricity.

“Thanks! Sorry! It just made me weird!” Gikochinai’s smile fully returned. ”It sounds like it was pretty bad for you! It reminds me too much of other things I’ve seen! But I don’t want to talk about that right now, sorry! I want to have fun again!”

"It's perfectly fine." May's smile became tenser. "There's too many terrible things, and I want to see them go. All of them. You want to play a game?" Her smile smoothed.

Noel shook Hardiman's hand. "Then it is settled. Next time you walk in this bar, you will be a new man." He'd pat Hardiman on the shoulder. "Whenever you're ready. At least after I have a drink, of course."

[Low bloods]

"Now, do you accept or not, Lieutenant Hardiman?" Noel added on.

He put his hand out. "I A-A-accept. I will be loyal to you and your force, just fix me! Please." He jolted from electricity.

“Thanks! Sorry! It just made me weird!” Gikochinai’s smile fully returned. ”It sounds like it was pretty bad for you! It reminds me too much of other things I’ve seen! But I don’t want to talk about that right now, sorry! I want to have fun again!”

"It's perfectly fine." May's smile became tenser. "There's too many terrible things, and I want to see them go. All of them. You want to play a game?" Her smile smoothed.

The knight clicks his younger with disappointment towards Noel's decision.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai waved hello to the newcomers, before replying to May. ”Sure! What game is it? I like learning new games! It’s fun!” She was, of course, trying to move past the atmosphere of darkness and try to spread cheerfulness instead.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Gikochinai waved hello to the newcomers, before replying to May. ”Sure! What game is it? I like learning new games! It’s fun!” She was, of course, trying to move past the atmosphere of darkness and try to spread cheerfulness instead.

Megatron was intrigued by Gikochinai. She was extremely cheerful, and yet he presumed that she was a leader of some sort. He was secretly appalled at her cheerful nature - it almost always seemed to pertain to pacifism in his nature. He had met quite a few Autobots who abhorred war, conquest and, in turn, the Decepticon way, and yet they seemed to be very cheerful. However, he still decided to start communications with her - perhaps it was to find out more about her, or maybe it was to find out how to use her to his advantage in a future battle? Not even Megatron's closest allies knew his true motives...

"Greetings, organic," Megatron greeted. "My name is Megatron, Supreme Emperor of the Decepticon Star Empire. And who may you be?"

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikchinai waved at the robot. He was mechanical, but he seemed to be intelligent, just like a person. She maintained her almost omnipresent smile. ”Hi! I’m Gikochinai! I don’t really have a title or anything. I used to but it doesn’t really apply anymore! And I only really have one name too! I had other ones but I don’t really use them now! You’re a Supreme Emperor, right? Does that mean you’re a tyrant robot? Do you fight things? Are you like the robots in animation and stuff? Those are fun to watch!” Gikochinai had, naturally, succeeded in getting completely sidetracked.

[The South Falls]

Gikochinai waved hello to the newcomers, before replying to May. ”Sure! What game is it? I like learning new games! It’s fun!” She was, of course, trying to move past the atmosphere of darkness and try to spread cheerfulness instead.

"Alright. Cards." She brought a deck from the front of her shirt pocket. "Have you played blackjack?" May was, as well, trying to lose herself, and the past in a game of blackjack and a lot of beer. "I'm not going to make anyone bet, just a fun game.

Gikochinai waved hello to the newcomers, before replying to May. ”Sure! What game is it? I like learning new games! It’s fun!” She was, of course, trying to move past the atmosphere of darkness and try to spread cheerfulness instead.

Megatron was intrigued by Gikochinai. She was extremely cheerful, and yet he presumed that she was a leader of some sort. He was secretly appalled at her cheerful nature - it almost always seemed to pertain to pacifism in his nature. He had met quite a few Autobots who abhorred war, conquest and, in turn, the Decepticon way, and yet they seemed to be very cheerful. However, he still decided to start communications with her - perhaps it was to find out more about her, or maybe it was to find out how to use her to his advantage in a future battle? Not even Megatron's closest allies knew his true motives...

"Greetings, organic," Megatron greeted. "My name is Megatron, Supreme Emperor of the Decepticon Star Empire. And who may you be?"

May turned back to the robot. The one that was named... Megatron, as he introduced himself. He seemed quite odd. She was told he was "Supreme Emperor of a Star Empire." This made her more... distrustful of his methods and ways. She'd had slightly less trust of emperors and nobles after Noel came along. He seemed to be quite an odd one, so she sat down next to him, hoping she'd notice her.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai then immediately turned back to face May. ”Oh! Sorry! I don’t know many card games. I’m really bad at them! I keep letting people see which ones I have! And then I have no idea what I’m doing! But I’ll try to play it! I’ll be bad though!”

[Pax Cybertronian]

Gikchinai waved at the robot. He was mechanical, but he seemed to be intelligent, just like a person. She maintained her almost omnipresent smile. ”Hi! I’m Gikochinai! I don’t really have a title or anything. I used to but it doesn’t really apply anymore! And I only really have one name too! I had other ones but I don’t really use them now! You’re a Supreme Emperor, right? Does that mean you’re a tyrant robot? Do you fight things? Are you like the robots in animation and stuff? Those are fun to watch!” Gikochinai had, naturally, succeeded in getting completely sidetracked.

"Yes, I'm a 'tyrant robot', as your kind would put it," Megatron responded. "I've engaged in hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of battles. Naturally, I have quite a body count on my servos - Autobot, organic, Neutralist and even Decepticon alike. I've had to put down a lot of cowards and traitors in my time; some of my generals have even dared to try to usurp me! What do you mean by, 'the robots in animation'? I don't watch organic television shows often, you see."

Megatron was intrigued by Gikochinai. She was extremely cheerful, and yet he presumed that she was a leader of some sort. He was secretly appalled at her cheerful nature - it almost always seemed to pertain to pacifism in his nature. He had met quite a few Autobots who abhorred war, conquest and, in turn, the Decepticon way, and yet they seemed to be very cheerful. However, he still decided to start communications with her - perhaps it was to find out more about her, or maybe it was to find out how to use her to his advantage in a future battle? Not even Megatron's closest allies knew his true motives...

"Greetings, organic," Megatron greeted. "My name is Megatron, Supreme Emperor of the Decepticon Star Empire. And who may you be?"

May turned back to the robot. The one that was named... Megatron, as he introduced himself. He seemed quite odd. She was told he was "Supreme Emperor of a Star Empire." This made her more... distrustful of his methods and ways. She'd had slightly less trust of emperors and nobles after Noel came along. He seemed to be quite an odd one, so she sat down next to him, hoping she'd notice her.

"Hello," Megatron said. "My name is Megatron, Supreme Emperor of the Decepticon Star Empire. Now, then: who are you? Are you a leader of a nation, perhaps, or are you well-versed in politics but you're a mere... let's say - political advisor?"

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai spun around to face Megatron again. ”Oh! So you’ve killed lots of things! That’s kind of sad. But I know some people who’ve done that! Some of them were badtjoogh! I’m not really a fighter, myself! That’s the job of other people! I’m bad at it. Do I count as a traitor? I guess so! But I kind of had to! Oh! And the animated robots do lots of fighting and stuff! The tyrant ones always used to win! But now they usually don’t. Shows change a lot between places!”

[Greater South]

"EVERYONE! HEAVY FOUND SOMETHING!" the Heavy suddenly yelled out as everyone else in Task Force 2 turned, weapons ready.

[Teutonican Empire]

"EVERYONE! HEAVY FOUND SOMETHING!" the Heavy suddenly yelled out as everyone else in Task Force 2 turned, weapons ready.

Noting the combat readiness of the not-mercs re-entering the bar, Noel quickly hopped up and his blaster slid up and engulfed his hand.

"Oh, hmm?" Noel asked.

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

"EVERYONE! HEAVY FOUND SOMETHING!" the Heavy suddenly yelled out as everyone else in Task Force 2 turned, weapons ready.

It turned out be none other than the real-deal Pieter van der Blekkenhorst himself, being carried by the collar of his suit by the giant Russian's bare hand, suddenly being thrown down in the middle of the saloon.

"You big fat Russian oath!" Pieter cursed at Heavy. "I swear to god, one day I'll-" He cut himself off as he sighed in disappointment. "You know what? At this point I've stopped caring. Go ahead. Where's mosquito-girl and that terrorist n*gger?"

[Pax Cybertronian]

Gikochinai spun around to face Megatron again. ”Oh! So you’ve killed lots of things! That’s kind of sad. But I know some people who’ve done that! Some of them were badtjoogh! I’m not really a fighter, myself! That’s the job of other people! I’m bad at it. Do I count as a traitor? I guess so! But I kind of had to! Oh! And the animated robots do lots of fighting and stuff! The tyrant ones always used to win! But now they usually don’t. Shows change a lot between places!”

"I don't see murdering my opposition as 'sad'. I see it as glorious, really," Megatron responded. "Let me explain: most of my kills in battle are Autobots - my mortal enemies, so I see it as "one less Autobot is a step closer to victory". They have always preached about the righteousness of 'freedom', 'democracy', 'organic life and mechanical life are equal' and 'peace from tyranny'. The late Guardian Magnus always did hate how I wiped out the Senate and the Overlord - even though they hindered me from gaining further power and had me arrested. Yes, unfortunately, organic television programs seem to always falter in regards to the victor: they give in to Autobot propaganda and allow the likes of the Autobots to win."

Megatron eyed Heavy, who claimed that he found something. He didn't really care about organic affairs, but he decided to nod at Shockstorm, who would keep an optic on the conversation Pieter had with the rest of the citizens in the Saloon.

[Greater South]

"EVERYONE! HEAVY FOUND SOMETHING!" the Heavy suddenly yelled out as everyone else in Task Force 2 turned, weapons ready.

It turned out be none other than the real-deal Pieter van der Blekkenhorst himself, being carried by the collar of his suit by the giant Russian's bare hand, suddenly being thrown down in the middle of the saloon.

"You big fat Russian oath!" Pieter cursed at Heavy. "I swear to god, one day I'll-" He cut himself off as he sighed in disappointment. "You know what? At this point I've stopped caring. Go ahead. Where's mosquito-girl and that terrorist n*gger?"

"Heh, heh. Little little man." Heavy laughed as all the other mercenaries chuckled at him.

"Now, now, fellas. I gotta lay soem ground rules, since technically I'm the one who found him. Nobody else besides me, May or the Zulu can hurt and/or kill him. He's a little present for them for the personal hardships they suffered in his hands." Dell said sternly as he kick Pieter over, tied up and helpless.

[Teutonican Empire]

Despite the apparent limitations on who was allowed to hurt Pieter, Noel approached, giving a sort of look to Heavy and Dell to signify his non-hostile intent, but gave a cruel grin afterwards.

"While I don't plan on hurting you physically, let me deal a mortal blow of the psychology, monkey boy. Do you remember those revolting creations of yours, those abominations?"

//Don't worry, I'm trying not to hijack your cool scene.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

”I love everyone! So I don’t like when people have to die! I used to have to kill people. I remember my old nation really liked tyranny and hated freedom! They like organics still though. We didn’t have robots! And I still don’t! Oh! You killed lots of people to gain more power? I’ve known people who did that. I don’t really like that approach. It’s too deadly! And most of the time ends badly for basically everyone! In my old nation, the animations always favoured the tyranny side! Because propaganda and stuff! I liked making those! But one day we stopped making animations for fun! And then they were all just to make a point I guess! Those were bad days. But today is better!”

[Zulu Enclave]

It turned out be none other than the real-deal Pieter van der Blekkenhorst himself, being carried by the collar of his suit by the giant Russian's bare hand, suddenly being thrown down in the middle of the saloon.

"You big fat Russian oath!" Pieter cursed at Heavy. "I swear to god, one day I'll-" He cut himself off as he sighed in disappointment. "You know what? At this point I've stopped caring. Go ahead. Where's mosquito-girl and that terrorist n*gger?"

"Heh, heh. Little little man." Heavy laughed as all the other mercenaries chuckled at him.

"Now, now, fellas. I gotta lay soem ground rules, since technically I'm the one who found him. Nobody else besides me, May or the Zulu can hurt and/or kill him. He's a little present for them for the personal hardships they suffered in his hands." Dell said sternly as he kick Pieter over, tied up and helpless.

"Thank you, Dell. We'll take it from here." the Zulu said, walking up to the tied-down Pieter as he teasingly put his assault rifle in front of him, taking his falchion knife out of his pocket and waving it around in Pieter's face.

"Ah, look at you. The once might, noble leader of the great white supremacist Afrikaaner Empire, now at the mercy of the people you once oppressed and killed with beastliness of forethought." The Zulu monologued. "The hunter has become the hunted."

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

Despite the apparent limitations on who was allowed to hurt Pieter, Noel approached, giving a sort of look to Heavy and Dell to signify his non-hostile intent, but gave a cruel grin afterwards.

"While I don't plan on hurting you physically, let me deal a mortal blow of the psychology, monkey boy. Do you remember those revolting creations of yours, those abominations?"

"Yes, and I realised how pointless they actually were! Infact, this immortality thing was Voormeulen's idea! If you want to blame it on anyone, blame it on him!"

"Heh, heh. Little little man." Heavy laughed as all the other mercenaries chuckled at him.

"Now, now, fellas. I gotta lay soem ground rules, since technically I'm the one who found him. Nobody else besides me, May or the Zulu can hurt and/or kill him. He's a little present for them for the personal hardships they suffered in his hands." Dell said sternly as he kick Pieter over, tied up and helpless.

"Thank you, Dell. We'll take it from here." the Zulu said, walking up to the tied-down Pieter as he teasingly put his assault rifle in front of him, taking his falchion knife out of his pocket and waving it around in Pieter's face.

"Ah, look at you. The once might, noble leader of the great white supremacist Afrikaaner Empire, now at the mercy of the people you once oppressed and killed with beastliness of forethought." The Zulu monologued. "The hunter has become the hunted."

"Well, n*ggers do as n*ggers will. Being violent, savage and unreasonable. You are a disgusting race with no place on the Earth, my friend. An evolutionary mistake that was supposed to be corrected a few thousand years ago after the white European man grew from their old n*gger shells and became more brighter, more better than any other race would hope to achieve." Pieter said.

[Low bloods]

"EVERYONE! HEAVY FOUND SOMETHING!" the Heavy suddenly yelled out as everyone else in Task Force 2 turned, weapons ready.

It turned out be none other than the real-deal Pieter van der Blekkenhorst himself, being carried by the collar of his suit by the giant Russian's bare hand, suddenly being thrown down in the middle of the saloon.

"You big fat Russian oath!" Pieter cursed at Heavy. "I swear to god, one day I'll-" He cut himself off as he sighed in disappointment. "You know what? At this point I've stopped caring. Go ahead. Where's mosquito-girl and that terrorist n*gger?"

"I know that violently beating this one to a pulp would be fun and all, but don't you think it would be rather... harsh." The knight said as he brought out his sword and simply drops it on Peiters legs, really heavy sword btw, possible leg breaking.
"Anyways now that he's clipped. "Don't you think this is a little too convenient, if we kill him I doubt he'll stay dead, but if we don't It'll be another rescue that screws the whole bar up." He ended his speech "Oh, by the way you say a word that starts with the letter N one more time in this bar, I'll take your tongue and have my non certified medical friend patch you up so you don't die on me." He picked the sword back up before walking off. That was all he had to say.

[The South Falls]

May licked her lips, relishing the moment. She was finally going to get to kill Pieter. She brought out her entire stockpile of weapons, including half-used mustard gas canisters, an assault rifle, and her personal service revolver. She took a steel cap from her boot, and fixed it on. She cracked her metal fists, anticipating the retaliation, and how sweet it would feel.

She walked over to Pieter's doubled over body. Striding with pride, she tapped his face with her foot. "Oh, I'll truly show you what a mosquito acts like, comrade." She broight out her bayonet, and held it at his neck. "Oh, sweet revenge!"

[Teutonican Empire]

Despite the apparent limitations on who was allowed to hurt Pieter, Noel approached, giving a sort of look to Heavy and Dell to signify his non-hostile intent, but gave a cruel grin afterwards.

"While I don't plan on hurting you physically, let me deal a mortal blow of the psychology, monkey boy. Do you remember those revolting creations of yours, those abominations?"

"Yes, and I realised how pointless they actually were! Infact, this immortality thing was Voormeulen's idea! If you want to blame it on anyone, blame it on him!"

Noel looked disappointed. "Oh. Well, I killed them, all six of them. I'm going to enjoy watching this Zulu man disassemble you now, and I'll find this Voormeulen fellow and snap his legs off like twigs and replace his lungs with them! Tata now." Noel chuckled and disengaged his blaster before returning to his seat at the bar to enjoy the show.