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I just spent the last two hours trying to learn to sew a skirt because I can't just buy a skirt, how's your Sunday going?
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<chapter one>
Chapter 7
Nothing makes a guy happier than turning into a girl!
Despite the rampage, the creature hadn't done too much damage to the base, so pilot, Blair and Lars were still able to dock their mechs. Pilot practically leaped out of their mech to throw their clothes back on. They reconviend with the other two, and just kind of stood there "...." "...." "Sho- should we , ask someone, what that was?" "Y-yeah ,we should" "eye roll."
they walked around in silence, it was painfully obvious that the entire structure was evacuated. they were walking with Blair in the middle and a little ahead of the other two, which is when pilot noticed for the first time, that Blair had a little tattoo of a bass guitar on her neck. Lars exclaimed "well , there's clearly no one hear, I'll try and contact the outside" he left quickly.
"Blair can I ask you a question" "only if I can ask you one". This caught pilot off guard they expected Blair to ignore them or tell them to shut up, "ok shoot!" Pilot said trying to suppress a smile.
"are you trans?"
...
"I'm sorry that was too personal? It's just that I've only heard you being referred to gender neutraly and there's pink, blue and white stipes on your mech , but if you don-"
"no it's fine... I, I am trans, I'm amab , she/they "
"When did you figure it out?"
..."when I was 15. I just felt numb to things, I would spend every evening trying to not make too much noise crying. It was like I was sick , but couldn't explain it to anyone else... Or even myself.
Eventually it built up to much , until one day I heard about this thing called "transgender", It was that evening that I put make up on for the first time, that's when it really hit me"
Pilot put her back against the wall and sat down crying. Blair looked uncomfortable, "I... I'm , sorry for a-" "don't be".
Blair sat down next to pilot, who was trying to calm down "it's okay, it feels good to talk about it"
"... You've answered my question what was yours?"
"hmm?, oh yeah, why do you have a bass guitar tattoo on your neck"
"I got it because,I like the bass guitar"
Pilot felt like they're answer was better.
End of chapter 7.
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Habitat - 32 colours
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<chapter 1>
Chapter 6
If pilot was David, then here comes Goliath.
Pilot hit the ice with a jolt , that would have startled them, if they weren't staring up at a literal monster.
The creature was in a wold, large , About five story's tall. It had a weird body structure that was hard to comprehend, it looked more fish than dinosour. also no back legs, just two large "flipper" appendages
But that face, it was like a Thalattosaurus with a split jaw and a scarlet tongue, in contrast the rest of the body was the colour of a blue bearded dragon (which is blue).
Pilot was... Nervous , they weren't totally prepared to fight this thing but for the first time they had some teammates in the field.
Pilot took a deep breath. which is how long it took for Lars to get hit by the monsters tail and fall on his back, pilot went to help him up because the machines had a tendency to get stuck like a turtle . it didn't matter though lars got back onto his feet, that gave pilot a moment to get distracted by blair...
she had grabbed a hunk of ice, ran to the creature and stabbed it in its side like a sword, pilot was awestruck "she's so cool...", it slipped out before they had processed what they were saying. Blair yelled over the earpiec for them to do something.
Pilot knew that just punching this thing would do nothing, instead they pulled their mechs arm back and stabbed it into the creatures leg, in an attempt to stunt it's movement
pilot readied themselves and with a jump, was planted on the beasts flipper, they started to climb, up, it was hard. what was even harder was when it thrashed and pilot fell, they weren't very high up but they probably wouldn't enjoy impacting with the ground luckily for them, Blair had somehow caught them on they're mechs foot "wow... thank you Blair" pilot was flustered and had a lot of blood rushing to their head, that probably was why they were blushing.
between Blairs stabbing, and pilots attempted climbing, the creature was understandingly ticked off. it raised its awful fin as high as it could , after a brief stall, It slammed it into the glacier , creating cracks that shot in every direction like bulits . One of the cracks found itself under pilots mechanical foot "cccrccrcrraaassshcck" they fell in
even in the pink goo, they could feel it, the cold. it was like being stabbed by thousands of tiny needles simultaneously. it was too cold. they blacked out.
the next thing pilot felt, was lars pulling them out of the water, just in time to see a black missile with a green and pink rim, topple the monster. Then they felt lars draging them back to what remained of the base
"Pardon my French, but what the frick was that?". "I don't know pilot, I don't know"
End of chapter six
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<chapter 1>
Chapter 5
Pilot was running like a horse with two legs which according to plato's definitions would be "a man"
Pilot was rushing (jogging) to the mech bay , blair was running well simultaneously trying to seem laidback, lars was just sprinting.
Soon enough they arrived at the big door that read "mech bay", pilot had a pretty good idea of what was in there
The mech bay was in stark contrast to the rest of the base it wasn't casual and seventies, it was... UNcasual and UNseventies. They're usual mechs were at their respective silo's, so they would be using spares.
Pilot ran to the nearest mech, they hated the boarding prosess. You had to get into a small rectangular tank of semi-gelatinous pink goo, it was paralyzing. That was necessary for the headset to transmit the signal to the mech, but it still made pilot feel awful, and trapped. The chips also contained a small yet powerful bomb, but the mech agency told pilot "that it probably won't be important."
Pilot felt a bit Uneasy because they had to take off their good cloths, they would be ruined otherwise unfortunately they were almost exclusively wearing "good clothes". they would Just be wearing theyre bra and shorts. They didn't like to be seen like that.
Pilot had struggled with being under weight their entire life, it was never very severe but it was noticeable how clear and defined their ribcage was. Lars was hopping into his mech by then, he was a pretty big guy at a healthy weight, Probably due to Living near a bakery. Pilot slipped on they're glasses and ear piece before jumping into an opened hatch on the top of the mech, "ssqaaullpk"
as previously mentioned this wasnt their Usuall Mech, it was smaller and more angular,they were realy Just prototypes of the macheines but they would sufice for fighting ... What were they fighting?
"Ugghh " Simon went over pilots ear piece, they had just been woken up, it was 4 am in Antarctica and he didn't know that he was gonna be working. "Pilot ... Give me like... 15 minutes" pilot heard what was probably Simon's head hitting his desk. Pilot switched channel's "Lars is you handler ... functional?" "No , she's out cold. Blair?"
She.... actually just said the words "eye roll", out loud , from anyone else that would sound stupid but blair made it cool.
"Yeah my guy's awake, they said that they don't have any clue what this is, all they know is that it's big". That didn't reassure pilot in the least, but they had to fight, no two ways about.
A voice came over the mech bay loud speaker "dropping mech's 4, 3 and 1". The loud screeching noise of the mechs dropping onto the glaciers below made Lars excited and pilot nervous
End of chapter 5
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"master" post
Chapters 1st / 2nd / 3rd / 4th / 5th / 6th / 7th.
New chapters come out at random
I'm new to writing.so it's not gonna be great, but it's fun :D
(also I don't know a lot about dinosaurs, sorry)
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<Chapter 1>
Chapter four
Pilot was in a numatic tube system, it felt like they were in a five year old's bendy straw, (My analogies are on fire today!)
Pilot was sitting in a small, closet sized, train carriage that was whizzing through an underground tunnel that went from africa to Antarctica, they were currently wishing that they had brought a magazine or something. This may have been the world's most effective numatic tube system, but it still took like 45 minutes!
Pilot dozed off about 12 minutes in, and had a bizarre dream that they were in a large overlapping yellow checker maze with a gorilla, and also josh Johnson was there, except he was old, and the gorilla was playing solitaire, and harmonizing with old josh Johnson's stand up, but in a weirdly high voice. It was one of pilots more normal dreams, which spoke to a larger issue (I don't like to break the fourth wall but this won't be important later. I just watched the Josh Johnson thing last night).
They were jolted awake when they arrived, but was still a little groggy when lars greeted them. "Hey lars!" "Hello #1 dinosaur slayer". Lars started regaling pilot with the tale of how they took down a spineasaurous by larping it with an ankylosaurus.
Lars's mech was different to pilots, it was a little smaller and had a tank on its "tummy" that it could use to spray the dinosaurs with a boiling hot steam. It was so far only useful for repelling pretty small dimetradons. Pilots mech was the only one that didn't have any special modifications, but they were fine with that.
A voice came over the bases intercom "Could pilots 12 and 7 please report to the scientific wing." " us?" Pilot and lars said in unison.
As they walked, pilot took in the bases architecture , it was bizarre between the teal walls ,linoleum floors and the occasional wood paneling it looked like what someone in the 90's thought a house in the 70's looked like. wich made it all the weirder how well lars fit in, he had a big silk shirt and a blue öyster cult tattoo, it was next to a different tattoo that read DIEnasour, pilot hoped that lars got that one ironically.
They arrived at the science wing ,which had been cannibalized by the engineering wing to be just a single room, when they entered there was some scientist grunt in a lab coat talking to Blair , who was actively not paying attention well yo-yo'ing
"Hi Blair" said pilot cheerfully.Blair just shot them a look and stayed silent . Lars tried to break the silence "hi pilot"
...
This was nonsensical, they had been talking for the past half hour
The scientist turned to them, hello,how would you like to go space, this caught pilot and lars of guard, but before they could react , there was a voice over the intercom again, "could pilots, 12, 7, and 1 please report to the mech bay, we are being attacked by... something." The whole building shook , The voice on the intercom was too calm. Blair rolled her eyes, they were also too calm.
End of chapter 4
Fight scene in the next chapter (update , no.)
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<Chapter 1>
chapter 3
Pilot was freaking awesome. They were killing dinosaurs, but like in a cool and moral way that wasn't very cool and/or moral but they did it anyway because it's awesome! (Don't think about the implications)
Pilot had been spending the past couple months talking down dinosaurs, out of the 13 pilots in the mech program , pilot the pilot (it gets confusing) was the top dinosaur combatatnt
They had taken on some big guys (dinosaurs) but they had just won a scrap with a couple Parasaurolophus'es whom they'd snapped the horns off of and embedded in their mechs feet, steel toed boot style, ironic because the feet were already made of steel.
The world was still in shock about the dinosaurs sudden reappearance, so there was still a big buzz on where they came from.
Some scientists had proposed a theory that the reason they seemed to just show up at random is that they were spending they're infancy in cave systems and then emerging once they had matured, it doesn't explain why they would be in the cave systems or were they really came from but it did explain why no one had ever seen a juvenile
Pilot tried not to think about it , they usually would like to have a straight answer, but today was the first time in a while that they had gotten some time off. A whole two weeks of no mechs and no dinosaurs
The in ground silo that they stayed at when there was nothing to fight was nice but didn't really facilitate a quick return to modern day life, it would take ages for an air lift to arrive and even then they wouldn't send a chopper to take them home for just two weeks.
This left pilot with only one option of what to do, visit the home base in Antarctica with the rest of the pilots. as previously mentioned there were 13 other mech pilots , they weren't a particularly close knit group but they got on decently well, pilot was a bit of an outcast. Although they were close with the seventh pilot, lars, a swedish fella who was stationed in South America. Most of the other pilots weren't that noteworthy , with one exception of course.
Her name was blair and she was like regena George (not really though, just said that her name was blair). Pilot didn't really care about the inner politics though, they were just happy to interact with someone who wasn't simon.
Usually pilot would just wear a jumpsuit around the silo, (if Simon just wore cackeys , why would they have to dress up?) but if they were gonna be seeing other people at the Antarctica base they would have to dress up a bit. Nothing fancy captions hat, white coat , yellow threading, white long skirt , they didn't have matching shoes so pilot was wearing a left high heel and a right snow boot. "Bye Simon" "later pilot, see you in two weeks"
End of chapter 3
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Velocidrome
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<chapter 1>
chapter 2.
BAM, they had just punched a dinosaur, don't tell the six year olds they'll start crying. (they like dinosaurs).
pilot (who pilots stuff) was staring down at something that there suit ID'ed as a carnotaurus , they knew that Right Now , before engaging in combat, was the perfect time for a witty one liner.
"heh , ... I- im- ... gonna punch you now" Simon came onto the earpiece "not your best, possibly your worst".
"SILENCE" -pilot barked back "words are hard"
"no their not, just prepare something before hand"
"No becau-" their pointless squabble was interrupted rudely when pilots suit (and by extension them) was headbutted in the chest.
Pilot felt the impact of the beast's horns against their torso, it felt like the impact had moved they're heartbeat into they're eyes, it was like being shot with a Railgun. ... Pilot assumed, they in fact, had never been shot with a railgun , but it seemed pretty bad.
pilot thought about their next move carefully, then they ignored their own decision because the adrenaline made them feel invincible, they grasped the Things neck and hoisted it aloft ,in a sort of poor man's choke hold (the best they could achieve with the massive non dexturus "hands" that their suit weilded)
It would take two long to suffocate it and its neck was too strong to snap, pilot didn't know what to do.
Actually, they did know what to do, but they couldn't even focus enough to ask Simon for support, they were intransed with this 4,000 pound lizard in they're grasp... It was making a violent, thrashing attempt to escape, it was like a fox with its leg caught in a trap , in denial of what it would have to do to escape. But this THING here had no such option, no leg to naw off, but It kept, on, thrashing.
"Pilot, finish it already" Simon snapped them back to reality . -CccrRREeeeeaaAKk- pilot lifted the dinosaur a little bit more and in a heavy motion that caused their mechs joints to creak ,like an 80 year old standing up, with a moment of mechanical hesitation they slammed the beast into the ground with a "KKKHHSSHK"
"pant"
"pant"
"pant"
"Nice job kid , didn't think you had it in you" said Simon, "don't call me kid I'm older then you" pilot shot back between panted breathes
Pilot spent the next while walking their 'vehicle' back to the in ground silo they had been deployed from, once they were in they gave Simon some snide quip as they drew the first "trophy" on the chest of they machinery . It was an oil sketch of the dinosaur , with the finishing touches being the soldered on horns of the carnotaurus.
End of chapter 2
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google, that doesn't count
I know it technically does, but c'mon.
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Chapter 1.
"They" looked at it, like a mech pilot looks at a dinosaur, because they were a mech pilot looking at a dinosaur.
(wow, your still reading? unadvised.)
Considering it had only been three weeks since dinosaurs , kinda just, "showed up" on the Serengeti , it was quite impressive that these mechs were already up and running . but it did strike the pilot as odd that if these creatures were a big enough threat to warrant extermination, why weren't they just being taken out by planes, or tanks or something? why "mechs"? but that's probably not what's important.
"Simon" said the pilot into they're microphone "hello? Simon? can you hear me?"... Simon could not , he was busy, probably doing something unimportant. The pilot took a second waiting to see if Simon would respond , well they were idle they marvelled at the machinery they were in.
It was about 6 meters tall , it looked pretty close to what they used in movies . it had only a vaguely human shape (provided that the human's head was in they're chest , they had three big fingers on each hand and weird deer legs).
"kkssh" "kkkssshh" "kshh this is Simon do you read me pilot?" ""yes" responded pilot. "cool" said Simon "so I can currently see your view camera, and I have one question... do you plan to ,at least, eventually fight the late cretaceous monster in front of you". it occurred to pilot that they had just kind of been staring at the t-rex and not doing they're ONE job.
To be transparent pilot had no clue if it was a t-rex, it looked like one but pilot knew dinosaurs as far as they can throw them , which in this bad boy was actually pretty far(the mech being the "bad boy" in question). "PILOT" yelled Simon over the earpiece , "yep, sorry" pilot was ready to Fight what was probably a t-rex.
end of chapter 1
I got to bored to right a fight scene , sorry
<chapter 2>
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