Peaceful Mars Universe

The Mad Queen

The Mad Queen

Memento Mori. Unus Anus
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Open for new players. For details on Peaceful Mars, see the Peaceful Martians allies faction.
 
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Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank was having a casual day at work - He was infiltrating an A.A.H.W. cloning facility.


After mutilating, shooting, stabbing and ripping about 70 soldiers inside, he took a short rest, he was shot twice, but he didn't make much of it. Then when he was about to leave... a portal opened.


He took out two handguns, preparing to fight what would come out of it...


...


But nothing didn't, so he continued to walk through it, to explore what could be inside. He found himself on a weird, red planet, with green men everywhere, he was holding his handguns and looked around in confusion.


(I think I'll put Jesus elsewhere, it'd be weird to fight myself, because Jesus VS Hank is unavoidable if they find each other)
 
Upon seeing the new tear open with a new arrival to their universe enter, two Martians approached Hank with one holding a letter. He presented Hank with a strongly-worded letter asking him very nicely not to shoot any Martians, The Mechanist or his robots.


The Mechanist approached Hank "And who are you, new arrival?" He asked
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank read the letter, rather unimpressed. It was good writing, sure... but why would they tell him not to shoot anyone? It's not like he was after them, he didn't usually harm civillians! Ph. Hank snickered at the letter and then crushed it in his hand and dropped it to the ground. He looked around, after doing so for a few seconds, he looked at the Mechanist, their eyes met.


Then he said "Hank. What is this place?" with a curious voice. He felt like murdering everyone in here, just because they asked him not to do it, but because they asked NICELY, is why he wouldn't do it. He rotated his pistols around his fingers, making them spin, then in quick succession he holstered them. He took a few steps around, exploring the place, but oftenly glancing at the Mechanic, to make sure he isn't trying something.


@Some_Bloke
 
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One of the Martians picked up the crumpled piece of paper "Please do not litter on the red planet. We take looking after our environment very serious." He spoke in a polite tone.


"Why, offworlder...This is Mars!" The Mechanist bellowed "Home to the most peaceful civilization in the entire Multiverse!" He rested a hand on Hank's shoulder while using his other arm to present the landscape of the red planet to Hank "Or at least it was until I acted the villain and accidentally invaded it with a dastardly Hollywood director who had convinced me these pleasant Martians were evil-doers. Since then, I have been acting as this world's protector with my army of metal men...And women...Honestly I'm not sure if my robots have genders."
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank looked at him in confusion. He was on Mars? Well, that was not too weird, considering the planet was red and they managed to convince him not to kill aynone with a simple letter and a few nice words. He sighed at himself and then looked at the Mechanic. "Now, you're going to tell me all I want to know." with an intimidating tone. He wasn't even sure if they understood the language that is violence, but he was a good teacher at it.


He giggled at the thought and said "Where is the A.A.H.W.? I want to know all their bases in here." he said, with an intimidating tone. Why? Well, it was obvious! He walked into an A.A.H.W. facility, for a portal to open and take him to Mars? Please! This was all a setup by the Auditor, he wanted to make Hank weak, make him less violent. He saw through his lies and would not stop until the Agents in the area are all dead. After all, making Nevada and it's deserts look like the planet Mars, couldn't be too hard, would it? He reached for his sword, but didn't pull it out of the holster yet. "your bases..." he added, as he slightly decreased the distance of his eyelids, to stare right at the Mechanic, with a certain intimidation. They spoke in peace? He would teach them to speak in violence!


@Some_Bloke
 
"The who now?" The Mechanist asked "Oh, you mean the Alcoholics Anonymous? I dare say I am afraid to tell you that as the Martians cured addiction, there is no reason for any Alcoholics Anonymous groups to exist. If you are suffering from alcoholism however, I can provide you with said cure."
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank looked at him and facepalmed, then said "Stop playing stupid." as he pulled out his sword and put it up against his throat, holding one of his shoulders with the other hand. "I meant the A.A.H.W. The Agency Against Hank Wimbleton. Against... me. Last chance, you puppet of Auditor." he pushed it even more forward, hoping to cause more intimidation, then he said "You talk peace? I'll teach you the language of blood on the street." he looked at him, inside of one of his red visors, one of his eyes barely visible. It was an angry look, one that wanted to cause pain and death.


@Some_Bloke
 
"Didn't your strongly-worded letter tell him not to do this?" The Mechanist asked two nearby Martians


"Actually, we only asked him not to shoot anyone...In hindsight we really should have added a no stabbing rule too." One of the Martians replied


"Alright, Mr Hank." The Mechanist spoke in a calm tone "We have no agencies against anyone on Mars. We are a peaceful planet of relatively peaceful people. I have no idea who this Auditor is but he sounds like a brute."
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank yelled "LIAR!" with an angry tone, why was he being so awfully nice though? He seemed like the leader of everyone around, so he needed the Mechanic alive... at least for now, all he could count for was intimidation and the Mechanic's cooperation, but he didn't get either. He looked at him and said "Of course the Auditor is a brute! He's your boss. Now, I need you alive. So here's the catch; You tell me what I want to know, and people won't die. You refuse to? I go on a genocidal stroll through the local park. How's it sound? So now, tell me. Where are your bases? Each, every, single, location. For each one that you lie about, or forget to mention, one of those guys will die." Hank moved his head, tilting it towards the Martians. It seemed like the Mechanic cared about them, but he knew that it was all lies. It had to be. A whole Nation of Pacifists? Sure, he'd believe that... hardly, but believe that. A WHOLE SPECIES, of Pacifists? That's ridiculous! He looked at the Mechanic with a cold glare, and slightly released his grip of him, to let the Mechanic speak freely.


@Some_Bloke
 
The Mechanist clenched his fists. This offworlder, this brute was threatening the very people he had sworn to protect. Despite this The Mechanist calmed himself and decided not to become violent. He would resolve this with words.


"I am not lying offworlder. I have no reason to lie. I do not work for anyone apart from these Martians as their protector. This Auditor is a brute who I am unaware of and I do not nor will not work for such a brute. Now I will ask you very nicely to stand down or I will be forced to use violence."


The Mechanist stretched out his arms, revealing the robotic army that stood guard behind him. Upon seeing the robotic army approach, the Martians started to flee back inside their cities.
 
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Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank said "I thought you were pacifists? Well, doesn't matter." he jumped away, about 7, or 8 meters away from the Mechanist. He had his Dragon Sword in one hand, he took out a Glock 20 in the other. He looked at him and his robot army and said "Come get some." he rushed forward, slicing through the robots, using his sword.


@Some_Bloke
 
"So be it." The Mechanist stated as his robots took Hank's punishment. His regular dragon sword barely made a dent in any of The Mechanist's machines. Rather than fire at or attack Hank all of the robots simply turned their attention to him while The Mechanist looked on with his arms folded.
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank looked at the robots, he sheathed his sword then tried ripping one of their arms off, to use it as a more effective weapon against them. He gave it as much force as he needed, trying to succeed as hard as he could. He held one of the robots' shoulder and tried pulling his arm off with the other hand.


@Some_Bloke
 
The Standard Combat drone simply looked at Hank and despite not having a face somehow appeared to be mildly annoyed.


"Oi, bugger off." The robot shouted in a West Londoner accent
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank continued trying to pull the arm off, he was determined to do it. Even if he can't kill robots, he would pull this damn robot's arm off. He looked around in his backpack and took out a Crowbar, then he continued to insert it in between sockets of the robot's arm and he began pulling it off once again, this time using the crowbar.


@Some_Bloke


 
The drone shook his arm around in an attempt to throw Hank aside "Bugger off." It repeated, appearing even more annoyed by Hank's actions. Again, despite not having a face.
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank reached for a SPAS-12, he held it in one hand, he aimed it towards the Robot's head, the barrel being about 6-7cm away from the Robot's face. He looked at him with a grin, under his mask then said "Nighty, night." he loaded up an explosive shell and pulled the trigger, hoping it would obliterate through the metal.


@Some_Bloke
 
The explosion was enough to take out the drone, blowing it's head to pieces. Despite being destroyed the done was still able to let out a final "Bugger off..." As it collapsed onto the red sand under Hank's feet.


"Righty then." The Mechanist shook his head, ordering his robots to surround Hank and aim their weapons at him. "I can repair that robot." The Mechanist stated "This is your final chance to stand down or my robots and I shall end you."
 
Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank looked around, he was surrounded... he started counting them, to see how much chances of survival he had. While the Higher Powers COULD revive him, the chances are that they also COULD NOT... he decided it's not worth the risk, as if they were A.A.H.W. they would kill him later anyway, and later on he could have bigger chances.


He then turned to the Mechanic and said "I stand down." lowering his SPAS-12, but being prepared if he was right from the beginning.


@Some_Bloke
 
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A gentlemanly fellow calmly walked through a tear. "Greetings, everyone! Gentleman Jervis Cottonbelly, here! The world's sweetest man! It seems I have strolled into this...interdimensional portal. I'm not quite sure what happened, but I will use this opportunity to spread kindness and gentlemania!" He looked at Hank. "but that begs the question...Where exactly did this portal lead me?"


@Birdsie @Some_Bloke
 
@Crenando


Hank J. Wimbleton


Hank stared at him, unsure of who... oh, wait... He recognized the man and said "Hi." with a simple, reluctant nod. He giggled and said "Uh... you are on Mars. At least I think so. The same happened to me." he explained.
 
"What are your intentions here?" The Mechanist asked Jervis "I do hope they are peaceful, unlike this brute." The Mechanist pointed at Hank and nodded at some Martians who handed Jervis a strongly-worded letter asking him not to stab or shoot anyone.
 
[QUOTE="Some_Bloke]"What are your intentions here?" The Mechanist asked Jervis "I do hope they are peaceful, unlike this brute." The Mechanist pointed at Hank and nodded at some Martians who handed Jervis a strongly-worded letter asking him not to stab or shoot anyone.

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"I am here to spread kindness, chivalry, and good sportsmanship!" Jervis would never lay a finger on someone outside of the ring, and even in the ring, he pulled his punches as much as possible in the name of good sportsmanship. He carefully read over the letter, looking at every detail. "Oh my.." he said, almost fainting from the strong-wordedness of the letter.
 
The Mechanist nodded in approval and offered Jervis a stern handshake "I am pleased to call you a fellow hero, my friend."
 
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