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  1. Hey you! Yes you! Do you like ponies? Do you like robotic-ish things? Ever want to see them come together or have seen them and want to chat about it? Welcome to the Mecha-Ponies Fan Club! A club dedicated to all posts and discussion about our favorite pastel equines in a roboticized, mechanized, cyberized, digitized or generally futuristic & Sci-fi manner. Crossovers w/ other sci-fi media are even welcomed. Now with any of our fine clubs, there are some rules, so prep yourselves. Rules: 1. Don't spam. Try to keep things relevant (It's robot ponies, how hard could that be?) 2. (This really should go without saying) Don't post images that are graphically violent or NSFW in nature. Let's keep the images to an all ages (or at the very least TV-14) level. 3. Don't come here to post negative comments. (If you don't like sci-fi cyber ponies, then I'm pretty sure you have better things to do with your time than to be here talking smack about them). 4. Forum rules still hold application here (Don't see why or how that would change now). Abide by the rules, and we can keep this club going for a nice long while, and everyone can have a good time here. With the requirements and protocols stated, we can now have some fun. The possibilities for you are near infinite in scope. For a few examples, you can post ponies as: Let your imagination & curiosity run wild! As of Universal Century 1-10-15, the future is now in your hooves. But first a word from our sponsor Now then Run [command] Get to posting my friend's! [/command] .EXE
  2. finally finished the model hope you guys like it
  3. I finally got the audio book finished for this one It has Obabscribbler, TheLostNarrator, Goombasa, Ilya Leonov, Neightrator Pony, Thonquill, Wuten & QuillnLead. Which makes it by the craziest, hardest project I've ever done ! The story is the prequel to "Tigger's Tank". I wanted to know where Tigger's cursed and virtually indestructible tank came from, so I sat down and figured it out. I would add that both stories were written for YouTube as audio books, so it runs a bit quick in text form below. I also tried something new for the begining to get the charectors filled out and rolling. The Crews Bio; Donald's Hope (Unicorn Stallion Mechanic) (Voiced By Wuten) 1. To own a nice set of ratchet spanners. 2. To be home for winter. 3. Hoping warm socks will arrive soon. 4. And a warm hat! Margo's Law (Unicorn Mare Gunner) (Voiced by *******) 1. One eye on the target is better than none. 2. If it's too rough to drink, it might be gun cleaning fluid. 3. Never leave Teddy in the tank alone. 4. If at first you don't succeed, re-load. Teddy's Bucket List (Unicorn Young Stallion Radio op) (Thornquill Audio ) 1. Own the full set of playing-cards; "cards against equestrian". 2. See Mount Rushmare. 3. To become such a great pony that being left in the tank alone isn't an issue anymore! Tigger's Wish List (Earth Pony Celestial-Engineers) (Voiced by Losty) 1. Rise through the ranks to become a gunner. 2. To eat five hay burgers in a row! 3. To work in a tank park that isn't a sea of thick mud. Ginger's Goals (Unicorn Stallion Tank Captain) (Voiced by ******) 1. Don't let my friends down. 2. Don't disgrace my family. 3. Keep my crew alive. 4. Live long enough to claim a war pension. 5. Avoid drinking anything distilled by Margo. A Horn Handled Gun (prequel to Tigger Tank) Celestia studied the map in front of her with furrowed brow. There had been many enemies of Equestria over the hundreds of years of her rule. Foes included everything from magical beasts to simple land disputes, but they had always managed to squeak through somehow. Looking back she couldn't help feel pride at what her ponies had achieved. Now it seemed like a new age was upon her and the map showed they were losing. The enemy making headway into her territory was completely different to those of the past. This time it was a methodical mechanised army that appeared to be in no hurry. If it had any doubt in its ability it wasn't showing it in the devastation it created. What she needed now was a wonder weapon that would push them back across her border without turning half of Equestria to dust. Pulling another group of heroes out of the hat was going to be harder than ever! Far away on the edge of her territory ponies were waking up in a war zone. Tents replaced houses while broken stumps replaced trees. Green meadow lay ripped up by the wheels of war and the sword was now replaced by a huge gun on four tracks. This was the tool of choice against the mechanised horses of the opposing force and an ambitious stallion had just received his new heavy weight war machine.... Ginger entered the command centre to receive his new orders, taking extra care to keep out of everyponies way. As his eyes grew accustomed to the dark he noticed a shape slumped on the floor, backlit by the flickering info panels. "Who's that?" he whispered to a pony tech nearby. "Nopony knows, he is everywhere that there is a war and apparently it has always has been that way. It sounded like a fairy tail until I saw him. Then you feel that pressure in your head and you know it's for real." A startled expression fell onto Gingers face, "What the hell, that's actually death sat there?" The tech pony grinned back, "No, not death. It sits there and warns us to stop, but it never does any good. Not even Celestia can stop this hate. I swear that until everyone is sick of it or the die-hards are dead the battle will simply roll on. A sharp intake of breath could be heard around him as the ancient pony slowly turned around. It studied him carefully before looking him directly in the eye and adding, "Everything dies, but not like this." Ginger stepped back, horn glowing in anticipation for a fight. Flicking its ragged cape to either side the creature of dust and matted hair stood up. "Your destiny can be yours!" it challenged. "Take what rightfully belongs to you by magic and change a bleak future into a prosperous one for all. Do it for yourself and do it for your friends." Just as suddenly it flopped back onto the floor and resumed its stare at the many panels. Ginger backed up further with a desperate need to escape. leaping into the light through the open door he took a huge gulp of air and resisted the desire to throw up. He stood in the sunshine panting. His commanding officer followed him out. "They say it was present at every war that there ever was. Celestia knows how it became immortal and wound up here. You can ask it about the first battles ever fought and it will happily tell you. But it only ever speaks in the language of that time period and nopony speaks in the tongue of the early tribes. It won't teach anyone, so all that knowledge is trapped in its mind. It's messed up!" "As nopony at official level will admit it exists it goes anywhere it pleases simply because it can. I'm not intending upsetting it and everypony here is told to ignore it, which is a good idea. I don't think it would ever harm, but I'm certain it can. One thing is for sure. You're in a hell of a lot of trouble if it shows an interest in you. Good luck to you, because now you're clearly in need of it!" In a daze Ginger staggered back into the tank park, gaining a suspicious look from his engineer Donald. This old war pony had seen a fair bit of army life from his tool box. Recently he had seen plough shares turned to swords and the rise of these machines. What they achieved astounded the dark grey stallion, but there was still plenty or room for the old fashioned horror. He popped the wrench back in the tool box with a flick of magic and called to Margo. "Hey Margo, we've got a problem out here." Turquoise ears appeared through the top hatch followed by a look of concern. "What have you done to him now?" Donald scowled back. "It weren't me, he arrived like that. I think his cider count is below par." Close behind Ginger came a galloping Teddy. The short brown pony had more fur than was reasonable and he was ill equipped for speed. Panting hard he relayed, "He's the chosen one, death spoke to him!" Margo huffed at the report. "Ridiculous! Utter horse tale, he eats, he poops, he talks. Thats no more death than I am. It might be one seriously cursed pony young Teddy, but this isn't a daft fairy tail. Go inside and fiddle with your knobs." Teddy slunk into the rear hatch with ears down and tail dragging. Most of the time his enthusiasm got the better of him and he yearned for the respect of the older unicorns. The fact that he had 'aced' the communications course hadn't made up for saying the wrong thing at the precisely the wrong time nearly every the time. Sitting down at his radio station he leant his hooves on the little note desk and flicked the dials this way and that with the tip of a horn. As his bright green eyes scanned the info panel he knew as well as anypony that being a team would keep them alive. If only there was a way to keep them safe from the mayhem that chattered through the air waves and into his head phones. Donald and Margo sat Ginger down and fetched him a brew with sugar and something extra. Ginger drank it down, but continued to stare into the distance. Now he had a bigger destiny than just getting his new tank and new crew to the front. Donald was first to speak, drawing himself up to full height with some discomfort. "Come on lad captain, what did he say to you?" "That we're in a hell of a fix," Ginger replied, looking Donald directly in the eye. "That we can get through this if we make it our own fight, but I have no idea how we do that? I mean, you've seen them, they don't miss often and what they hit usually goes down." Margo Scoffed, "If the rumours are true I would suggest our future is very much dependant on the gunner on the other side of the field. But unless you know some brilliant way to make a quad-track tank indestructible I don't see what monumental difference we'll make?" Tigger appeared at that moment pulling the heavy pressure washer cart through the mud. It was her task to keep the hardware side of their tank going while they were at the base. She was dark brown and barely taller than Teddy. What set her apart was the hint of stripe in her coat from some long forgotten zebra ancestor. It distorted her cutie mark to the point it was nearly illegible. This was of no concern to Tigger, who was the 'can do' earth pony who could get out of any scrape. She had sneaked onboard for a few missions to the front. "He doesn't look so good," said Tigger eyeing up Ginger. "What did the archive pony say to him?" Ginger seemed to snap out of his shocked state. "We need to do something special or we're screwed, I think?" That evening the five ponies sat around a table full of empty glasses. Their sad eyes looked at the dregs of a somber evening. Teddy twitched as though some crazy idea was about to spring forth. Margo decided to get in first. "So we have to win the war?" she asked half joking. "We've been around a bit. Or at least, me and Donald have. We go somewhere, we shoot at stuff and we come back for more. There isn't a spell that makes that a safe proposition. That's why boxes of supplies come in and boxes of ponies go out." Donald glared at her, "Nice!" "We need to magic the hull," blurted out Teddy as Tigger made to ram a hoof in his mouth before he could say more. "Dude, messing with a tank like that will get you on a charge. Saying that out loud will get you a bad reputation. These rules aren't made up for fun. You don't want to be the one associated with sabotage even if you think you're helping. I'm going before somepony hears you!" She stood up and weaved her way through the crowd to the exit. Now that it was a party of four Donald chimed in with a thoughtful expression on his muzzle, "How? But first, lets continue this debate down at the park in the quiet." Once sat in the Quad-track they laid down a muffling spell and looked from one another to see who would start. "I have the most to lose," said Ginger. "You can't be a tank captain and claim all matter of fact that you didn't know how it just happened to disintegrate on your watch. Also, what can we add to it that hasn't already been done by the best in Equestria?" The self propelled rail gun they sat in was a sizeable machine. Aside from the battery packs at the rear it was really just a large diameter tube around a big magnetic rail gun. Some fairly impressive and secret magic had been applied to it already by the factory unicorns, who were ponies who knew what they were doing. Even with enchantments it couldn't survive a well placed artillery shell. Margo was first to go. "We can't exactly fit it with a re-set button now can we?" All eyes fell upon her in the gloom. "Okay, I guess we can then?" She asked. "Well," added Donald, "We could time-lock it in an 'as-new' condition. Every time it got a hit it would automatically return to how it is now." Ginger rubbed a hoof on his chin. "As sure as Luna watches our dreams I don't think we'll get away with that. And it can't be a long term solution? Surely at some point it's going to receive so much damage that time itself will get annoyed and gobble it up. That's one hell of a paradox to maintain. I mean, great for keeping your silverware bright and shiny, but a whole tank?" Teddy looked a bit startled at the last statement. "When mums best chalice collapsed we all thought it was pretty funny. But I wasn't inside the chalice when it went off! There was red wine everywhere." He looked down at his hooves with drooped ears. Margo put a hoof on his shoulder and smiled gently, "We have a chance this way. That's not some bunch of ponies or griffins out there. That's a mech army and they don't seem to miss very often. My friend just came back from the front and her stories scared the hay out of me. It's time for us to fight sideways." The next day they continued to prep their PT4 Quad-track tank ready for combat. Part of the set up included some night trials and target practice. It was the ideal time to sneak off to a remote location and do some extra magical homework. After a few hours work Ginger left to collect the direct order to test with live fire. He set off deep in thought. At headquarters he was greeted by his commanding officer. The mare was tall and definitely commanding, but also fair. She eyed him suspiciously before passing over a sealed envelope. Then she pointed a hoof at the info screen that showed the current front line. "Things are bad," she said looking him in the eye. "If we don't get a break soon we'll be looking at using the bad stuff. We need to win and save our land, as opposed to; win and have no where to live. Just one piece of luck to throw them off would do. Just an act to hold them back. I hear a rumour chattering about the unit and it frightens me. Whatever you're planning, try to keep Teddy out of it. He's young and maybe he's that one pony out of all of us with a long life ahead of him?" Ginger nodded and returned to the tank park. He had been foolish to think keeping secrets would work around here and now he was between a rock and hard place. Ten minutes ago his only goal was to make a large mechanical machine bomb proof. It might work and it might not have. Now he carried the weight of everyponies' hope on his back. Now it really had to work and be a game changer! The mood in the crew was still subdued on his return. There really wasn't much to be said anyway. Everypony took their position and called out their status. Hooves started bringing the many systems to life as various guns and missile lights glimmered in the dim light of the interior. Ginger checked around them before sounding the siren and moving the machine toward the firing range. The tracks and gears whined in the background as they arrived at firing point one. Ginger checked the info panel to verify the rail gun was ready and that the main battery was full. Taking a sight he dialled in the target and sent it to Margo. She in turn touched a few buttons to start dumping energy into the rail guns capacitors. "Practice shell, fire on 75% charge," she called out. Ginger replied, "Fire on 75%, I have the trigger on auto, gun shows green, target is clear." The new tank was state of the art and was soon up to the required charge. The main battery unhooked itself with a re-assuring clunk just before the rail gun capacitors dumped their charge into the coils. A noise like a huge elastic band snapping sucked all the air out of the tank for a split second while throwing it backwards a pace or two. "Wow, " said Donald. "This thing likes to live on the edge. If you want to try 100% I'll be outside hiding behind a tree." Margo turned to look at him with a huge grin. They navigated successfully through the rest of the targets with ease. The tank worked great and everypony agreed that it was a shame to start tinkering with it. But practice targets didn't shoot back and now it was time to either improve it or be arrested. Half an hour later they were all stood around the PT4 sizing up the enormity of the task. "Shame Tigger isn't with us to see this," said Teddy, lighting his horn and feeling the structure. "Just the hull and nothing else?" There had been no hope of leaving him behind when it was his idea. "Yes Teddy," replied Donald. "If we time lock the batteries they won't work and if we lock the tracks they won't turn. Just the shell of the hull and don't forget to breath." The spell was hard enough to afflict on small objects and this object was house sized. They positioned themselves at each corner so that the track sets might offer some protection if it blew up. Teddy swallowed hard. "I've only read about this, I've never done it," he said cautiously. "That's why I'm giving you an order to do it," said Ginger. "I'm it's captain and I'll say you all did it unwillingly. They won't believe those two, but you have a clean sheet." Horns glowed as they felt the extremity of the hull down to its rivets. The metal felt cold with a slight twitch from its factory spells. After five minutes or so it began to hum steadily as they sought out every edge and corner. Once they had a grip on it all they began to reach further and began to sense it age ever so slightly. Margo was first to speak. "Right then, this is what we need to do. Reach into it and feel how it moves and grows imperceptibly older with every heart beat. We need to force it back on itself. It must be in a loop so that it feels to have aged a bit, but then becomes young again." Before they could finish She felt their magic weaken and a new force push into her mind. She startled and stepped back to stare at the others in the darkness. Ginger was was just visible standing next to an ominous black shape. She wondered if they had been busted and strained her ears to the whispers. "It'll take five of us at least," said Ginger. "The archive pony will help us perform the spell. We are to do as we just did, but give it everything we have." They let their minds creep back into the structure and again felt its limits. This time they felt much stronger and the hull responded quickly with a soft purple glow. Now they could feel each others magic and sense the natural pulse of the tank as it became a mere blink older before snapping back to a set point. Once it harmonised into a never ending loop they pulled back. Donald broke the silence. "We'll give it half an hour. If it doesn't disintegrate by then I say we drive it back and get some sleep." He looked around to thank the ancient pony, but it had already left. A few days later nopony was any the wiser. A new tank was supposed to be clean, so the fact that dirt couldn't physically stick to theirs interested no one. Ginger now felt optimistic about the modification as they buzzed along at speed. The new tank drove well and responded quickly to his hoof inputs. It would have been a nice day out if their orders weren't front line fire support. At least it wasn't a full on battle charge. Arriving last they found some suitable flat ground and waited as Margo dialled in the compensations for wind and gravity. Motors whined as the suspension lifted the front of the tank up on its tracks. The machine rode on four sets of tracks, held on by spindly looking arms that made it appear more like an insect than an armoured cart. The arrangement of struts and swivels let the tank tracks move independently to climb over rough ground and to steer. It looked delicate to say the least. Teddy received the order to fire over the radio and relayed it to Ginger. He relayed it to Margo who began charging the gun capacitors, just as they had in practice. This time she loaded a gemstone projectile and eyed a far off distant target. Ginger confirmed the distance. "Thirty thousand steps, 50 steps compensation. The target is a command tank approaching on our flank." Margo came up to the command station and put the periscope cross hairs on the target. The opposing armour was moving slowly so she added in a tiny bit of delay. Eying the charge indicator she set for 90% and waited. "Here we go," she said quietly. "Firing in three, two, one, brace!" Their lives moved back a few feet as the projectile was spat like lightening across the battle field. Off in the far distance the opposing forces heavy tracked vehicle stopped abruptly and began to smoke. "Yes!" Shouted Ginger and Margo in Unison. Donald added, "Chalk one up to the Unicorn horn handled gun!" Margo turned to him with a scowl, "We are not writing that down the side of our war chariot." As soon as they had fired their main gun the enemy took a greater interest in them. Realising that Gingers crew was a pretty good shot induced them to hand out some special treatment. Most incoming fire was now theirs and in short order it found them. Their PT4 lit up like a star as the large shell detonated on the hull. Inside everything seemed to warp and twist before springing back into shape. Ginger decided it was too hot for comfort and raced backward until they were out of reach of the opposing guns. "We should be dead," shouted Margo. Ginger responded, "After what we did we still might be? There's a price to pay for magic like this, just look at the archive pony. Who knows how he got like that but I bet it started with a bad idea over a round of cider. Load her back up!" Taking another sighting they threw another shell across the battle field. A shower of sparks suggested they had hit a power cell. The unicorn tank was now the only thing of interest on the battle field and every shot required a re-position to avoid a rain of death. They continued to fire until empty as more targets burnt with a trail of thick black smoke. A retreat could be seen underway off in the distance. "It's time to go," called out Ginger as he watched the mayhem. "Save some rockets for the trip home just in case." Spinning the command station rearward he kicked the drive stirrups to 'rapid travel'. There was no point loitering with low power and no main gun ammunition. They were soon speeding past reinforcements heading the other way to finish the job off. Soon they were back at the tank park thinking about re-loading when Tigger bought them an envelope with new orders. "Hand delivery only," she shrugged as ginger opened the distinctly 'official' looking document with some caution. "We've new orders to go to Canterlot," he mused rubbing his chin with a hoof. We're either hero's or in a hell of a lot of trouble. Maybe even both? Either way up we leave now, no debate." They barely had their belongings together as a royal crested transport arrived. They threw their kit bags aboard and launched Teddy in through the open door before leaving in a flurry of hooves all waving goodbye. The whoops and waves from other crews suggested they were the heroes of the tank park if nothing else. Everypony was somewhat surprised at their departure, but nothing took it worse than Gingers Tank. Tigger swept the interior clean ready for another crew, but was quickly ordered out as it was becoming really unstable. The static charge it now gave off left no chance of anyone driving it anywhere. For everyponies' safety another tank managed to push it into a small hanger on the edge of the park. Tigger watched sadly as the doors were shut behind it before dragging her water cart to clean some more heavies. A week later there were plenty of rumours flying around about the fate of Gingers unicorn crew. Fighting had slowed up and that meant time to stand around and idly guess their new posting. The most plausible answer was that they were stationed at the secret tank factory. As the sun shone down it wasn't long before maintenance compressors were inflating hoofballs for something to do. Ponies from all over the base were claiming all sorts of objects were goal posts. One ball was given such a good buck-kick it landed on top of the small hanger. Several large stallions promptly grabbed a protesting Tigger and threw her onto the roof of a side building so she could retrieve it. She was soon on top and raised a leg to 'hoof' it off when there was a bit of a creek. The noise was followed by a "flump" as Tigger disappeared from view. Shaking off the dust she found herself on top of Gingers tank which had calmed down a bit. She wondered if it would run? There was now some serious concern outside. Nopony thought that the drop would cause the young mare any permanent issues, but it's contents might? Ears back and nostrils flaring they made careful steps towards the building. They were starting to get really brave and were pretty close as a whirring noise came from inside. Making a run for it with flailing tails the noise was followed by an almighty crash as the tank exited through the end wall. Bricks and planks showered across the ground before the machine came to an abrupt halt in front of them. A head appeared through the hatch with a big smile. "Who wants a ride in Tigger's Tank?" All she needed now was a hat and a crew! The End Team Idris
  4. For any 20 year olds out there. You might remember a anime series that was on Cartoon Network in the early 2000s called Zoids. I have recently been rediscovering my interest in Zoids. So, I though I would start a thread for anyone that still might have a interest in the series. If you have never heard of Zoids, here's a history lesson. Zoids is a Japanese mecha model kit series that began in the 80s. The series depicts mechanical life forums know as Zoids, that live on the planet Zi.
  5. (This was heavily inspired by AVGN & James Rolfe's youtube video of a similar name and nature. Viewing it is not required however.) Update: The slightly revised version. The version not good enough for Fimfic to accept. So hopefully some of you guys will find something to enjoy in it here The Chronicle of Super Mecha Death Sparkle In the year 2000 P.C., Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 prototype appears from future of an alternate dimension in the ancient preponypolithic era. Her destruction would come about through the joint efforts of the cave ponies, the norse gods, and Spinosaurus Aegyptiacus. Her initial appearance has been shrouded in complete mystery and her remains have been lost to the sands of time. 900 P.C. the remains of Super Mecha Death Sparke 2000 are found at the ruins of Everfree Castle. The next morning, Everfree castle is rebuilt as the industrial, cyberpunk utopia, Mecha Everfree castle. But as quickly as it appeared, the entire structure mysteriously vanishes at dusk. 565 A.C. the patron Saint Starswirl encountered the abomination Lord Tirek rising from the depths of Froggy Bottom Bog. He called upon the might of Zacherlyle the Allmother, but instead received the aid of Death Sparkle the first, who combated Tirek with a barrage of lightning strikes and atomic firebombs, driving the beast back to the reaches from whence he came. 476 P.C. King Sombra the CRYSTALLLSSSS...., was haunted by a vision of Death Sparkle. From this vision, or this delusion, he constructed Mecha Death Sparkle from the crude weapons, armor and technological advances of the Crystal Empire. She was sent to do battle against the Griffon Kingdom near the city of Buckarest. A vain product of unadulterated hate, she went on a killing spree, massacring the armies of both sides and ultimately beheaded King Sombra himself. For centuries, her whereabouts were lost to time… Until 933 A.C., when the Solar Empire unearthed the remains of Mecha Death Sparkle. 942 A.C. As part of her attempts at total conquest for her sacred reich, Furer Celestia ordered the upgrade of Mecha Death Sparkle to Super Mecha Death Sparkle. *Note: Not to be confused with the diamond record selling metal musician and former president of the United States, Dave Mustaine and his descendant, Super Megadeth Sparkle.* Furer Celestia at the time was searching for Equestria’s lost doomsday weapon, the Elements of Harmony. Her goal in the end was to mount or even instal the Elements into Super Mecha Death Sparkle and combine her offensive capabilities with the powers of Goddess Faust to forge the most diabolical and insane weapon to ever be conceived by Equinekind. 944 A.C., upon activation, Super Mecha Death Sparkle refused the orders of her furer and turned her offensive capabilities on Celestia, burtally assassinating the ancient alicorn. She goes on another killing rampage, massacring entire armies from both Fascist Germaneigh and Coltmunist Staliongrad before being finally brought down by a coalition of allied forces lead by the New Lunar Republic. 945 A.C. Super Mecha Death Sparkle was reconstructed into Version 2 and upgraded in an undisclosed military base in Amarerica, the project secretly funded by the New Lunar Republic. She was installed with an electronic interface and given rudimentary wings for a flight system, as well as an artificial voice synthesizer. However, she could only gutturaly scream Germane obscenities. “WARUM ZUM TEUFEL HAST DU DAS UEBERSETZEN!” -Super Mecha Death Sparkle, 944 A.C. 947 A.C. the newly upgraded Super Mecha Death Sparkle Version 3 is given her first test flight over the Mojavneigh desert near Mosswell, Neigh Mexicolt. It was mistaken for a human. 955 A.C. Super Mecha Death Sparkle Version 4 is upgraded with the latest technology. She initially malfunctions after crashing into a hayburger joint, mistaking it for a Coltmunist bunker. 960 A.C. Super Mecha Death Sparkle is reconstructed into version 5 and equipped with exparamental state of the art weaponry that operated on laser physics. It failed horrifically as she and the hanger she was rebuilt in were both destroyed upon activation. 962 A.C. Super Mecha Death Sparkle is completely overhauled and rebuilt as Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000, or SMDS2K. She was fitted with the latest in stealth reconnaissance flight capabilities and was given a test flight. Unfortunately communications with SMDS2K went down during a sudden power outage and control was lost. Once communications were restored, SMDS2K was out of range, flying to parts unknown. She would not be rediscovered for another 40 years. The Super Mecha Death Sparkle program was discontinued. Funds were reallocated to a new stealth weapons project, which would later be known as the Shadow Bolts. 972 A.C., mining excavations on the moon’s surface by the New Lunar Republic uncover what was believed to be the remnants of the lost Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000. But what they actually found was the near 3000 year old scrap remnants of the Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 prototype. She was brought to Earth for rigorous testing. 981 A.C., incorporating the lunar remnants, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. was built. This version was equipped with the most up to date weaponry for the time, including but not limited to, fully automated machine guns, rocket propelled grenade launchers, bunker busting missile silos and state fo the art laser cannons. The upper body was mounted on an 20CI10SF Tank for maximum combat stability and effectiveness. 987 A.C. a movie script was written based on historical accounts related to Mecha Death Sparkle & Super Mecha Death Sparkle. Unfortunately due to copyright laws, names and locations had to be changed and the movie was put on hold until being re-released under the name 'Pacific Rim.' 989 A.C. Construction of Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 2.0 is completed. A laser array was mounted on her horn and she was given the capability to shoot energy beams from eyes. 997 A.C. Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 2.5 was fully updated. She was equipped with a vocal synthesizer system. A product forged through years of intense study, educational cramming, late night library trips, frequent academic testing and regular friendship reports, had ultimately bred a mare of extreme aggression and undistilled fury. All she could do was scream in rage as she unleashed her wrath on the world around her. 998 A.C., amidst her path of vindictive decimation, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 2.5 was captured by Lord Tirek and reprogrammed for the goal of global interdimensional conquest. 999 A.C. after his reign of terror in the land of Generation 1 was challenged, Tirek unleashes the latest, most destructive weapon in his arsenal: the automated, cyberized, cold fusion powered, combat mech unit, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 3.0 Beta. Vocabulary was increased by 20%, in as quickly as ten seconds. “BOOKS!” -SMDS2KPCV3.0 Beta, 999 A.C. A new rocket propulsion system was added to her tank base for more efficient pursuit, catapulting her up to 2200 meters in the air at speeds of 514 wing power. But only for distances up to 2.5 kilometers. Her attempts to raze the entire world to the ground resulted in the slaughtering of many flutter ponies and guest celebrities such as Danny Devito, Venus Terzo & Chuck Liddell. In the year 1000 A.C., a dimensional shift occurred on the quantum level and reality as it is once known was reset. The events of Super Mecha Death Sparkle P.C. Version 3.0 Beta’s massacre are forgotten to all but herself, as she drifted through the fabric of hyperspace. 1002 A.C., the long lost Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 was finally discovered and recovered, having crash landed on Butterfly island deep in the south poncific ocean. 1004 A.C. the Amarerican military under funding and direction from the New Lunar Republic upgrade Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 to Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 the 2nd. During her first combat trial, she is possessed by Lord Tirek and becomes the next weapon in his arsenal of global dominance. Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 the 2nd is unleashed to unleash unbridled carnage upon the world. But right in the midst of her onslaught, a quantum singularity opens, and descending from the depths of hyperspace arrived Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 3.0 Beta. Having spent untold amounts of time upgrading herself, she merged as Super Mecha Death Sparkle P.C. Version 3.1. The two colossal weaponized marriages of mare and machine engaged in an all out war to the brutal death. The current and former weapons for evil incarnate battled in a back and forth duel that spanned all over the surface of the globe for seven long and bloody days. On the 8th day, harnessing the pure vengeance she desired to inflict upon her manipulator and channelling the inner spiritual essence of her foremother, Death Sparkle, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 3.1 defeated Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 the 2nd. Soon afterwards, Super Mecha Death Sparkle P.C. Version 3.1 used her overwhelming might to drive Tirek back down to the depths of Tartarus. After the battle's conclusion, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C. Version 3.1 layed Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 the 2nd to a proper final rest. 1008 A.C. Tirek takes possession of all the members of the Hasbro corporation's animation team and manipulate them to create My Little Pony: Once Upon A Pony Time, more infamously known as the latest guerrilla terrorism force of Lord Tirek: The Newborn Cuties. The defenders of the Generation 3 and Generation 3.5 faiths break away in rebellion and join forces to battle back Tirek’s army of atrocities. The battle had seemed to have no end in sight. But when the bell struck two minutes to midnight, a lion from the north emerged to tip the scales. The self upgraded, Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C Version 4.0 Beta arrived to fight alongside the G3 & 3.5 defenders, completely decimating the forces of her ex-master in a vulgar display of power, sending him and the remnants of his tattered minions back to the depths of Tartarus. Later that same year, war erupted between Hasbro’s legal branch and DHX studios. The legal branch saw that they weren’t gaining ground thanks to the fervent support of the creative community, so they made a deal with the Centaur and channeled the power of Tirek to turn the tide in favor of dated copyright laws, court injunctions, gag orders and C&D notices. But the malicious summoning did not go unnoticed, and Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C Version 4.0 Beta entered the battle, shattering the spirit of the legal branch and permanently severing Tireks connection to the outside realms for good. Super Mecha Death Sparkle 2000 P.C Version 4.0 Beta ventured to the skies beyond, her battle cries drifting across the wind forevermore. The future had finally been secured for DHX studio and they finally began to work on their plans for a new show, a show that had the potential to be magic… Moral of the story: The goodness inside one's heart will eternally triumph over evil, no matter how deep the corruption may lay.
  6. Behold: Maybe I've been living under a rock or just too wrapped up in other stuff I've been playing, but it wasn't until tonight that I heard about Hawken as I was installing the driver for my dad's new video card. Thanks for letting me know about this, nVidia. Alright, so the open beta is allegedly supposed to begin today. As of now it's still not available, but you should go to their site and register now to secure your perferred user name. This is the mech combat game I've been waiting for. If you're into mechs, have always wanted to pilot a Metal Gear, or just love to blow stuff up, this might be worth a try. Having not played it myself I can't be certain of what it'll be like, but judging by appearences it should be awesome. And it's free to play, so why not give it a try?
  7. After watching the AGE series I feel like Gundam has lost its meaning (AGE was absolutely awful in my opinion). This saddens me greatly as it is by far the greatest anime ever to have been conceived. I don't want to see Gundam fade away and be forgotten as it already has by many people, but let's face the facts. After Sunrise is done getting all the money they can off of Unicorn the series is finished as far as I can tell. Anyways, I want to know what you guys think and hear why you liked Gundam and what you would've liked to see come out of the series or share your ideas for a cool Gundam story should it continue. I've got a few cool ideas myself.