The skies over Neo Potentia were clear as the Guardian transports lifted off. Research on the Biometals combined with ancient historical data had given them a sort of "everyman" Biometal: Not quite as strong as the famous models Z, X or A, but still respectable. The 3 transports, 3 being used because of the sheer volume of cargo, took off towards the skies over the fledgling city. With these, Guardian forces would have a far easier time against Mavericks and feral Mechaniloids! Perhaps civilization could start spreading more quickly again.

Such are nice dreams.

A flash of light erupted from the lead carrier, followed by its flight path suddenly becoming erratic. One of the pilots slumped over in his chair. The official on board the craft looked over, eyes widening at what he had just witnessed. "Wh-what are you doing? That Biometal's not stable!" The guard-who-wasn't-really-a-guard looked down, then leveled the beam saber he now held at the man's throat.

"The revolution. With this many Biometals, we can create an unstoppable army!"

A gold flash of light erupted from the starboard wingman carrier as it too veered off-course.

"Ahhh. I see my partner has found his choice. Now tell me. We possess Biometals based off two of the strongest machines in history! What can stop us?"

The officer found what he was looking for. "I can." He tapped a series of numbers into a keypad he'd found under his hand.

The central transport exploded as the man in Model S leapt out. Already, the one to port was veering away. Holding up a hand, he laughed as twin purple orbs of energy rocketed out, holing its engines through and causing a cascade of boxes to fall to the city below. "Too much of a problem to go after all at once..." Hovering, he rocketed towards the remaining transport. "So tell me, my friend," The bald man said, "do we have it?"

"Oh yes." A man in golden armor, a tower shield over one shoulder and a beam-battleaxe mounted on his back, smiled, tapping the gold crown on his head before patting a triangular case. "Models ROCK, FORT and BLUE are ours....as well as Model S, I see."

"And Model K. How fitting."

The carrier departed.

In the weeks that followed, reports flooded Guardian HQ and then mysteriously stopped, immediately precipitated by a black-armored figure seen attacking their central communications hub. A blue-clad figure and a red-clad figure quickly laid waste to their airfields. Then...the invasion began.

With a majority of the Guardians either crippled or in disarray, not even their own champions could handle them all.

Then there was the city of Neo Potentia...

The Biometals had fallen all over the city that day. No one below seemed to comprehend the meaning of the explosions in the sky or the debris until the explosion...

Tacks stood with his arms out. "Leave them alone, you have your money!" The young man was defiant...and sure he was gonna die...in the face of these. A gang of older Reploids sneered back. These were ancient models. Ancient, but still powerful like ancient ones were. One, resembling a humanoid wolf, raised beam claws up. "Oh, this was never about the money, human, rrrrrr. It was about control. We take your money...and whatever else we want. Now...what is your act going to cost you? A rrrrrib?" A -crack- was heard and Tacks landed hard in the alley.

"Hey, slow-looking kid!"

"Unh?"

"Yes, you!"

A small, red, black and gold...mask-thing...seemed to be looking at him.

"Pick me up. I can't STAND to see such an ugly show of force."

Tacks didn't know why he did this. He knew he felt an immense surge of energy, though.

"That's the way. Now...let me bring you up to speed. Rock On!"

Electricity whirled around him as the mask-thing vanished and white bolts of electricity whirled tighter and tighter around him and lifted him off the ground. Over his shoulders, a black breastplate. A black cowl rose up, running cables into the breastplate as red armguards, gloves and boots appeared in addition to more of the black armor. Gold rings fastened the armguards to the gloves and the boots into place. Finally, a gold V appeared over his eyes, two holes opening for him to see through.

"What...what is..."

"I'm Model ELEC. And you, my lethargic friend, we're going to deliver a righteous beatdown of such style the security cameras will MELT from the awesome. Just follow my lead." Bolts of energy surged between his fingertips.

"See that? Now, think of where you want those bolts to go, slap your hands together to start the circuit and..."

Tacks did just that, and a lightning bolt danced between his hands.

"That's it. Now. Say it with me here or it loses effect! Thunder..."

"BEAM!" The voices shouted in unison, firing a bolt of lightning, shocking the now-stunned wolf Reploid. His associates, two weaker-looking humanoid Reploids of newer model, took a step back as their leader fell to the ground, emitting smoke from places that smoke shouldn't come from and his eyes dimming. "Tun...Tun....he downed Tundra Wolf! Book it!"

Tacks looked back to reassure the hostages, but they turned and ran, fearing another rogue Reploid had decided to muscle in on the scene.

"...Oh great."

OOC: Here's the setup. There are BioMetals for each of the original Robot Masters (Megaman 1-10) available to choose from. 1 per robot. Models for Duo, King, Bass, Proto Man and Mega Man not available. No Reploid models, Model S is a special case. The RP opens up in the city of Neo Potentia, but may expand outward. Models S and K haven't attacked the city...yet, but there's plenty of rogue BioMetal users to deal with. I will provide a list of what Robot Masters are used for BioMetals thus far (don't worry, if it appeared before and gets defeated, it may appear again!) Application is below:

Name:

Race: (Human or Reploid. Bear in mind this is the ZX setting, so there's not too much difference between the two anymore physically, being a Reploid doesn't necessarily give you a natural attack such as a buster or claws)

Appearance:

Brief description:

Model:

Model Description:

Merge Description:

Model Special Ability: (Like Model PX's ability to find hidden things or Model HX's ability to find a weak spot on an opponent, this is a support feature to the Model and should ideally follow its theme. Model ASTR might have a long-range scanner or Model AIR might be able to read wind currents)

Example and my own character:

Name: Tacks

Race: Human

Appearance: Skinny young man in a vest, t-shirt and jeans. Wears brown walking shoes that loosely resemble bowling shoes. Short-cut black hair, gray eyes.

Brief description: Tacks usually walks with a slight slouch, as though unsure of himself. His clothes are usually in great condition, as he is slightly worried about how he looks.

Model: Model ELEC (Elec Man)

Model Description: A hexagonal-shaped Biometal with black around the "face", which is partially covered in a gold, V-shaped mask from which green eyes look out of. Model ELEC's personality seems to put emphasis on a balance of style and substance in what it does.

Merge Description: A more mechanical version of Elec Man, Model ELEC has a black breastplate which connects with its black cowl via numerous cables. Within the breastplate are multiple micro-generators which produce the power needed to execute Thunder Beam. Vents for the generators line the back. The suit has red and gold boots and gloves, as well as a red belt/leg-guard over white under-armor. Eyes are hidden by a gold, V-shaped mask.

Model Special Ability: Communicate - Model ELEC can communicate with machines below Mechaniloid simplicity, i.e. computers, capable of running multiple computer systems provided access is given.