27/05/4013 AD – 14:40 – Ultrayan Alliance Headquarters – Armoury – Development Room
"Yeah, I don't really care", Olicleaver stated.
"Huh?" Hyperzio sighed as Anmarina giggled behind him. Olicleaver was sat at a desk, in his Wyperian form, with multiple screens in front of him displaying footage of Angels from various locations, including the previous battle. The entire room was comprised of two open floors with a small escalator separating the two sections. The higher floor had a plethora of computers; some were used to design new technology whilst others were used to research. Below, there were manufacturing bays; dismantled weapons were scattered across them, and engineers attempted to piece together new creations and make them more practical and effective in combat.
"Well, I got given this Scan Visor", he explained to his boss. "And I can even use this to absorb information from several sources at once! And there is the fact that I can use this info to better Humanity; nice lil bonus perk".
"Told you", Anmarina quipped.
"Well nevertheless, I thank you for sticking around", Hyperzio smiled.
"No problem", Olicleaver replied as he turned back to the computers. "So the wings on these Angels, what are they made of exactly?"
"Um... feathers?" said Hyperzio, thinking the question to be obvious.
"What, bullet-proof feathers?" Olicleaver asked sarcastically.
"Not exactly; they are more indestructible than that", stated Hyperzio. "The damage however, no matter the source, will transfer to the Wyperian's health".
"So, they can just use the wings to block damage that is too weak to bother wasting shield energy on?" Olicleaver clarified.
"Err yeah, exactly", Hyperzio said, shocked at how quickly he came to that conclusion.
"I know what to do then", the researcher stated as he shut off the displays for the Angel footage and moved over to one of the design computers.
"What's the plan?" asked Anmarina.
"I'm just going to design my own sub-machine gun", explained Olicleaver.
"I mean, go ahead, but why?" Hyperzio replied. "We have a load of SMGs".
"Well the base designs are crap", Olicleaver put it bluntly. "You know it's bad when soldiers would prefer to spray Mulrias all over the place rather than aim with an SMG".
"So, if you are making a new weapon, I take it you plan to stick with us?" Anmarina guessed.
"Us?" Olicleaver repeated as he looked up from the computer.
"Yeah!" Anmarina confirmed. "Dracolast, has already said he plans to help the Ultrayan Alliance, and I even got a promotion!"
Olicleaver raised his eyebrow, "A promotion? To what? And from what?"
"That's a good point", Anmarina looked at Hyperzio. "What exactly is the ranking system here?"
"Same as Earth's simplified system", Hyperzio replied. "There are a number of things we adapted to try and make Earth's transfer to Ultraya more acceptable, such as your calendar and military ranks. However, 'Angel' over-rules the majority of said ranks. 'Guardian' is equivalent to a 'Commander' and the three of you were introduced to the military as Lieutenants, giving you more power than typical soldiers. The only ones currently above you are General Staruthia, Guardian Crystrx and Major Sollikarr".
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Ultraya: Origins
Science FictionIt is 3988 AD. In a distant solar system known as Ultraya, there is a peaceful society where cybernetic beings known as 'Wyperians' reside. One of the reasons why peace has been upheld for centuries is the existence of Angels. Anyone at all can beco...
