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...Some argued that the rescued Ayanami clones would have better off growing up inside the sort of structured environment that young Zentraedi were indoctrinated with...Certainly, the NERV experience was to give Rei a 'purpose-driven' life to the exception of all other things, such as social development aside from what was absolutely necessary to interact with her fellow pilots....But the Hunters could be excused for remembering the Malcontent Uprisings of their own world, and the fact that many more Zentraedi went insane or took their own lives when the Imperative was taken away from them...and their own experiences and melancholy thoughts of their profession had them desiring to insure that their children, even their adopted children, would have the opportunity to appreciate and enjoy the peace their parents were working so hard for...Lisa Hunter, raised as she was in a military family, and already inculcated from an early age to a life of duty, could well appreciate what might face young people MADE for duty....And she was set on giving her daughters something more...
Still....even she wasn't ready for all of the challenges ahead..."
-----Doctor Daven Il'ang, Masters of Life: Creators, Clones, and the Psychology of DemiGodhood , New Tirol Press, Tiresia, 2058

Lisa: "Dear, put on a robe after you shower.....And tell your sister the same.....Ah, Rick, don't come out just yet....Okay, now you can....I ask you, how can anybody without any ego to speak of, have such an absolute lack of a sense of personal modesty?"

Yes, but Private Doppler of the 15th ATAC died in the first battle with the Bioroids! Thats called a bit of ironic humor.

I wander how many times poor Rick walked in on them like that before they got that down. Well at least we now know were all the gray hair comes from.

ROFLMAO!!! Those were awesome! Please keep them coming!

I know...the wordplay was too good to pass up(I shoulda just said 'Doppler Radar"), and Nova DOES learn from her mistakes...

"...It is known that Lisa Hayes-Hunter made one visit to certain sections of Terminal Dogma in the time after its capture by Southern Cross forces and its openning to the REF...Her trip was unannounced, little fanfare was made of it aside from some extra security posted during her trip, and she left without anyone the wiser...What little has been revealed about her trip was that stopped in a small underlit room noted for its bleak nature, and the placement of a beaker of water and a pair of glasses on a table in it...Immediately afterwards, she filed for adoptive guardianship of Rei Ayanami and two of her 'sisters'...It should also be noted that also immediately after her visit, the room and several adjacent chambers were subsequently filled with concrete and obliterated from the Terminal Dogma floorplans..."
----Maria San-Just, Shrivving Hell; The Occupation of the Tokyo-3 Geofront and Revelations of an Underground Society , Lone Gunman Press, Tampa Bay Hydrofront, 2049

"Gee, Lisa, I think you just used up most of our housing allowance on paint..."
"I just want their rooms to be as far removed from anything smacking of institutional-standard as possible.."
"So you're giving them flash-blindness, instead? Dear...put down the paint bucket...I'm wearing my Admiralty whites...Uh, dear?"

ROFLMAO!!! Ouch that hurt! Please keep them coming!

..Most NERV perosnnel familiar with the young lady in question felt that anyone asking to take in Asuka Soryu-Langley was insane at best, suicidal at best...The fact that no less than THREE 'robotech' families asked for joint guardianship of the Second Child was taken as evidence that the 'others' were either without knowledge of what they were getting themselves into, or were truly ALIEN...In fact, all three potential guardians had very good reason for their petitions...Breetai and Kazianna Tul recognized a fighter-virago with the spirit of a Quadranno that, if not properly tutored and mentored, could self-destruct as violently as any Malcontent...Emil Lang felt a bit of obligation, having learned of her parentage; Lang had himself known a Kiyuko Langley in his younger days who bore a remarkable resemblance to the one of the 'Evangleion' Earth...but sadly, his continuua's mirror died in the Rain of Death...along with her daughter....Finally, the Grants were never known to back down from a challenge, and Bowie Grant seemed to hit it off as an older foil to the young hothead.
It must of been the greatest torture for someone who prided herself on 'needing nobody' to have been at the focus of attention of so many who felt she needed them..."
---John Gallery, Red Devil: The ASLG Story, McKinnon Publishers, Philadelphia, 2070

"I understand it is customary to give gifts during this time of year...Kazianna made you a sweater!"
"Ah, gee, thanks, Uncle Breetai...it's...it's big!"
"She asked me to tell you that you can 'grow into it'"
"Er....this is about those macronization experiments, isn't it?"
"Look on the bright side, 'sis'....if your ever take up winter sports, you can take it along as an emergency shelter..."
"Bowie, an emergency shelter? For a whole company of snow troopers? I think she used the entire yearly wool production of Scotland to make this thing!"
"So you like it?"

ROFLMAO!!! That was great! Again I'm coughing and laughing after reading this.

Well, in the Evangelion universe, New Zealand, that other great wool producer, got pretty much zuked by Second Impact

...adn Bowie's much more an effective foil to Asuka than Shinji ever was...He may be the sensitive muscian-artist type, but he's older, seen combat, can be downright aggressive when he has to(and when he doesn't...he threw the first punch that time against the Black Lions), ain't impressed by Asuka's high IQ(he's seen both the good and the bad of Louie Nichols), isn't too perturbed by her temper(he grew up with Dana Sterling), and drives heavier vehicles faster than Misato has(face it, a Renault just can't match up to a Spartas hovertank for sheer road meanness...)...Plus Vince is an engineer and an command officer, so he knows how to discipline people, and Jean has Ritsuko outmatched when it comes to compassion and knowing how to patch people up...If Asuka's not dealing with brain-twisters posed her by Emil Lang, she's trying to figure out tactical scenarios dropped on her by Breetai...at the end of the day, she's exhausted!

I got to ask, do you guys sit around all day thinking these this things up?

I have a desk job that gives me lots of time to read books, magazines, figure out WordPerfect, and generate ideas in my head...I have no other social life...

I also tend to phase in and out of reality like a Phaseworld Promethean in a death-metal thrash bar and lots of recharge clips for his equipment....

"So...what will it be today?"
"Your mission for today is to guard a Southern Cross airfield across the Gate from an anticipated Bioroid atatck."
"Oh man! They're going to swarm us! Progressive knives against hovercraft is like trying to swat bats with trash-spikes!"
"Not this time...this time we got a new toy for the Evangelions."
"What?"
"Shotguns...big 650mm pump-action shotguns with bioroid-shot...Asuka, quit drooling..."

Meanwhile...
*You will lead a mecha attack against the micronians and prevent their spacecraft from launching! The success of the Masters depends on your success!*
*(sputter) But we're the Guard Triumvirate, not pilot clones! Why do _we_ have to make the attack!? This is below us!*
*Because the success of our existance depends on the full utilization of all resources...And 85% of our Bioroid Clones have been rendered ineffective by the micronians' recent tactics. We must use all of our effectives if success is to be achieved. You're wasting air, water, and space just sitting on the Mothership. Now go out there and prove your elite status, Karno!*


"Here they comeeee....."
KLIK-CHAKK!

Shinji: Err, Mr. Sterl- I mean "dad", Sis said you had something for me.
Max: Not really me per say, but yeah. By the way when did you decide to grow your hair out?
Shinji: Welll, Kaji said it would help me attract girls.
Max: Trust me, you'll have better luck doing things my way.
Shinji: How did you meet mom?
Max: I beat her in combat, twice. Now get going to the lab, Louie says he fine tuned the FAST-packs for your new Super-Evangelion, and wants to try the "over the shoulder" configuration for the reflex cannon.
Shinji: Ooooh.

You guys could make a living doing this!

Shinji, as purified by the Sterlings, actually likes being a pilot now. Plus what you can do by adding Robotech to EVAs, only Ideon, Gunbuster and maybe Great Zeorymer can compare.

one of the oddities of the cross dimensional interchange was how readily the personel of "Evangelion" Earth adapted to membership in the United Earth Forces of "Robotech" earth. never was this more obvious than in the case of the Computer Technicians Maya Ibuki, Shigeru Aoba, and Makoto Hyuga.
on board the SDF-3:
"so, these new bridge officers are fairly competent. since you used to have that job, what's your opinion?"
"Frankly Captain, i think they still have some work to do before they'll be ready for the job."
"i seem to remember that you and the rest of the 'terrible trio' didn't start off too well either, Vanessa."
"no need to be rude Lisa."

:::Henry Gloval looking at Shinji::: "Shinji! I am your father! Search your feelings, you know it is true."

Shinji: Then why did you let that jerk raise me as his own.
Gloval: Well, Gendo threatened to kill your mother and you if you weren't his. So we faked some DNA tests and I stayed far, far away for fear of your life.
Shinji: Somehow I feel more scarred just finding this out.

Max: "Oh, and son...chicks dig glasses."
Shinji: "They do?"
Max: "Yes, they do...trust me on this."
(meanwhile, somewhere, Kensuke Aida is getting punched out for the upteenth time...)





Flashback to the Pre-Takeover of NERV

Aoba: "All perimeter security scans check out...all is clear."
Fujutsuki: "Why the sudden paranoia, Gendo? Worried about something? Our 'visitors', perhaps?"
Gendo: "--hmph!---This General Emerson concerns me not...but we still have the Old Men to be concerned about. No, this 'Southern Cross' is a momentary distraction...they have neither the forces nor the cause to pose a threat to us, nore even express an interest in matters here..."


Meanwhile, 3,000 ft directly above the Geofront command pyramid, amidst the upsidedown buildings of Tokyo-3...

Sergeant Pedro Moralez of the Mountain Offense Squad withdraw his silenced rock drill from the side of the building frame, clipped the power tool to his belt, then inserted a holdfast into the hole, gave it a twist to open it up, then attached a line to it, gave a tug to make sure it was secure, then scooted along the 'junglegym' of lines his squad had set up among the rafters of this giant artificial cavern, to the camouflaged tent where they'd set up...
He looked down...down and down...at the forest and lake spread out below..>When the GMP had first approached his men about this, he'd thought they were crazy...His people were mountaineers, not spelunkers! Now he saw the wisdom of the GMP calling in specialists for this sort of thing...His people had been inserted during one of the periodic 'elevations' of the fortress-buildings, and they'd spent the last five days making like stainless steel rats in the rafters, watching from concealment the comings and goings below...
Moralez had spent harsher days in sling-sacks on the side of sheer mountains in the Andes, with nothing below his backside but air and condors...This was nothing compared to those experiences...no howling winds or whiteouts, and the temperature was nice...and after a few days, the men had found out how to access a few seldom-used maintenance worker restrooms, allowing them to empty out the wastebags they'd had along...The heavy-duty overhead lights(below the squad) further insured their camouflage; nobody could see beyond the day-glare they projected to see the extra specks moving about on the 'ceiling' of the vast subterranean space...The MOS squad was sitting..or rather hanging...pretty...

Moralez just hoped the GMP would get moving soon, though....As fun as this was, his men were combat troops, and they were itching for action. He fingered the grenade bandolier around his armor and thought of the rappeling lines and the heavy sniper rifles his men had....Yep, when the GMP gave the signal to move, he was sure his men were going to have the literal drop on the poor suckers down there...



(....Because Mountain Offense Squad doesn't get enough attention in my opinion)

Max: Just make sure they're tinted, preferably something other than orange.

Nice write up for the MOS.

Blame National Geographic...every time I look at the MOS guys, I think of the NUTS who camp out hanging over open space in a sleeping bag that if it isn't properly secured, becomes a bodybag...

Really, MOS seems almost a novelty, and aside from mention in fan sources of one of their bases being taken over by the Invid for Bernard's group to later blow up, the MOS virtually vanish from Robotech annals...These guys deserve better, so when it comes to sniper work in high places, high rises, and places where a fear of heights is a no-no, they ought be called in...

Nova walks in to see Gendo bound and gagged, and hears the gurgle of fluid...
Nova: "Wait, I know we suspended the normal prisoner rights where attempted planetary genocide was involved, but I thought we agreed that waterboarding was off-limits!"
GMP Interrogation Expert: "Oh, we know that...that's why we're 'jello-popping' him!"
...As Gendo is lowered into a tank of chilled purplish goo...he comes back up sputtering and covered in slimy gelatine...
"*MMMPHHTFFF!!!**"
*"Strawberry! I HATE strawberry!"

ROFLMAO!!!! Always love when Gendo is getting tortured!!! He deserves it!

...a dripping wet Gendo is wheeled onto a catwalk platform overlooking Unit-)1...Gendo is strapped into a metal chair festooned with electrical wires...As he looks at the looming front of Evangelion Unit-01 he notices an addition to the restraint cage holding the giant biomechanoid...a big red button near one of its hands..

SC Tech:(into recorder)"Proceeding with test of quiscent Evangelion Unit's perception and conscious acknowledgement of events around itself in non-dormant, but inactive, state using wired guinea-pig pain indicator, similar to arranegment previously used in university pleasure-pain studies, with indictator rigged for electrical shocks activated by Unit-01 consciously activating current enabler control..."

..Gendo's eyes widden when he sees Unit-01's hand clench into a fist and come down hammer-like at the red button even before the tech finishes his summary...


"NNNNNGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHGAHGAHGAHGHHHGGGNNNN!!!"

"Someone having a barbecue around here? I smell cooking swine..."

ROFLMAO!!! I know there are those who check this thread on a regular basis love to see Gendo suffering! Please keep it up!!!

"Hmmm...Doctor Akagi's hairdye seems to be wearing thin...her natural hair color is..."
"GREEN?!"

You guys are to much I tell you, to much!

This should make things EVEN more interesting. Cannot wait for her to explain that.

Doesn't Miriya have green hair? :::Scratchs head::: Nice of her to interrogate Gendo! Cool!! More Gendo interrogation please!

"So lemme get this straight...UNit-01 has the soul of Ikari Yui...Shinji Ikari's...now Shinji Sterling...mother in it."
"Yep."
"And Unit-00 has the soul of Naoko Akagi, Ritsuko Akagi's...now a feline-obsessive emotionally regressed headcase in psych eval...mother in it..."
"Yep, again."
"...A woman who may or may not have been involved i Yui Ikari's absorption, was CERTAINLY doing Gendo Ikari, possibly even BEFORE Yui ...er...vanished...AND choked a small child to death..."
"Yes."
"Does it give you a headache too?"
"Five Advil a day."
"This isn't a conspiracy, it's a soap opera! Well, at least the worst's behind us in cleaning up this mess..."
(Meanwhile between the two GMP officers, Unit-01 has just right hooked Unit-00 in the face.)

LOL Cute! More Gendo and Edwards killing and maiming please! Love those point when those two evil people get what they deserve. So far they still need a lot more atonement!

(A door opens up in the side of a backalley in Tokyo-3...a figure emerges and skulks out into the shadows...in a wedge of light from a distant streetlamp, the figure pauses, pulls back its cloak...It's Ikari Gendo!)
Gendo: "The fools! I knew I was right to create those life-decoys! That will keep them occupied while I rebuild the Scenario! No one, but NO ONE, derails my genuis!"

WWWWWWWWWHHHHEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"Eh?!"

WHAM

Field Marshal Leonard: (sitting in back of speeding hover-limo) "What was that? Did we just hit something...oh, never mind,...We can't stop....Best nobody knows about this little visit! Drive on, corporal!(Settles back into his seat cushions)..Yes, it's good to be in charge!"

(Meanwhile, Gendo, who's been flipped into the air on a ballistic trajectory, comes down in front of a GMP guard post).

Poor Gendo. NNNOOOTTTT!!!!

(A step back to show how we'd gotten here...)


...The small community just outside Monument had never seen such activity...not since the final days of New Macross...for miles around the landscape was buzzing with military craft and soldiers, but not in preparation for battle, or in retreat...No, it might have been a retreat though...
With the loss of General Emerson aboard his flagship, attempting a Fold maneuver to destroy the enemy, the Masters had been emboldened...striking in force once more directly at Monument....Even knowing they were the prime target, the Southern Cross forces had been caught surprised by the ferocity of the attack...No less than six destroyers, and a flock of landing craft and their bioroid troops had swarmed in, seeking to establish a beachhead....Troops and mecha had sortied out from Monument and surrounding bases into a meatgrinder, as the Masters sought to press their momentary advantage in driving a force through the compromised aerospace defense net...
Then, into the midst of the fight had appeared two massive machines, unlike anything ever seen in the Masters' arsenal before...One purple, one blue...those who first saw the massive mecha knew fear; they hadn't seen the dropcraft the giants had deployed from, only a flash of light and a 'rip' in the very air...Almost all were certain that the Masters were playing a trump card, some ultimate weapon of Robotechnology they'd been holding in reserve...
At least until somebody noticed that the giant mecha had ENGLISH lettering on the side....And EVERYBODY noticed that the Masters were as taken aback as the Southern Cross troops by the sudden appearance of the gargantua in their midst. The bioroids split their attention from the entrenched ASC and attacked the newcomers...

The battle only lasted five minutes, but once the two giants got their feet underneath them, they wreaked unholy havoc on the swarming enemy...Some sort of massive hexagonal forcefields had appeared, shielding them from the worst of the enemy fire, protected them long enough to lay their own fire from massive handguns onto three of the destroyers, bringing them down. Bioroids and attack corvettes had been swatted aside like insects, and one had even fallen to a giant KNIFE thrown through its bridge-cockpit.
Then the giants had begun to falter...

The Southern Cross had not been sleeping all this time. With the Tirolian invaders' attention split, the ASC had rallied, called up reinforcements, repositioned with the speed of hoverjets and jetpacks, and laid into the Masters' openning flank. Another destroyer had fallen under the fire, and scores of Bioroids skeeted from the sky.

The Masters, seemingly unstoppable minutes before, now turned in retreat, with a burst of fire launched from near-orbit by a Mothership to cover their flight....That last massive blast had caught both of the giant mecha full-on....Had cracked armor, and knocked them off their feet, but had not destroyed them....
Had it happened earlier in the battle, the Masters might have rallied and regained the initiative, but the precious few minutes bought had allowed the Southern Cross to reinforce their bulwarks...Already Defender shuttles and destroyers were inbound from New Portland and Mexico City, and reserve missile batteries were retargetting, a few even taking potshots at the retreating Masters as they struggled up out of atmosphere for the relative safety of space.

So now troops poured over the battlefield, inspecting wrecked Tirolian craft and downed bioroids. Another brigade encircled the place where the giant mecha had first appeared, drawn by anomalous energy readings and the observation of a persistant 'glow' in the imemdiate vicinity...

And around the downed three-hundred foot tall giant mecha themselves...a veritable cocoon of steel had been drawn up around them.....Recovery vehicles, lab trailors, TCH Tractors, cranes, flatbeds, battloids, and all manner of support vehicles were parked around the giants, while troopers and technicians clampered all over with cables and wires, looking for all the world like high-tech Lilliputians waylaying two alien Gullivers....

The official military word was mum, but already the latrine gossip, barracks chatter, and messline grapevine were abuzz with chatter...

Two pilots had been found and extracted from their damaged mecha...well-heated and slightly overboiled, but otherwise still alive...whisked away to a military hospital under close guard.

One appeared perfectly human, the other not so...but they were both YOUNG....

And so it was that that the second of the two pilots, already garnering an inordinate amount of attention for her unusual looks and interesting early blood test results, lay semi-conscious in a hospital room, hooked up to monitoring instruments. Had she known what a previous humanoid alien taken alive had been put through, she might have tried to run for it, even in her wounded condition, but fortunately for her , the medical officers on the spot were better inclined to treat an apparent heroine who'd helped save countless Southern Cross troops in battle with a bit more compassion.

Still, even Sister Teresa couldn't keep the GMP from their duty, and so several officers had taken up station in the hospital room...
All the more so, since, seeing that the patient under her care was in pain, and that blood tests had shown no apparent allergic reaction to general anesthetics, the attending military doctor has given the girl a mild painkiller....When that, and subsequently higher doses of other drugs had no apparent effect on the albino's suffering, the good doctor had taken a chance and perscribed a dose of synecaine...

Synecaine....wonderdrug of the post Rain of Death pharmecological industry...Synthetic, non-allergenic, non-addictive...and powerful enough to numb a full-sized Zentraedi into bonelessness...It had been tested as a sniper-tranq load by the REP, and was a staple of trauma wards...

It did the trick and then some....

The GMP interrogators had been expecting resistance, and a long fight to pry information out of the unknowns, as well as a fight with the attendings over 'necessary measures'....They needn't have bothered bringing the rubber hose and the electrodes, because Rei Ayanami had begun babbling...at first spontaneously, then, once the astonished officers had brought in a Japanese language translator, to directed questions...

They'd ordered in more officers, taken over adjacent rooms, and begun working in shifts. A cartload of recording tape and notebooks had been brought in...A coffee machine disappeared from a nurse's lounge a few floors down and was re-installed nearby....

When a few days later, word came of the rediscovery of General Emerson and crew alive and safe, and the first word of some parallel Earth 'beyond the lightgate', the GMP interview team hardly took notice..And when word came of a supposedly dead organization, the UN, and some other group calling itself NERV, wanting their Pilots back, the paperwork for the transfer was delayed in transit, ...just long enough for a 'QUARANTINE' sign to show up on the ward doors...

The GMP was learning LOTS about NERV, and weren't about to give up the fount of information they had in Ward 51 just yet....

And already several thick folders, marked 'Subject: Ikari Gendo, NERV, Commander of' were making their way to certain high-level desks in Monument City...




For some reason, Gendo couldn't stop sneezing...It had started out early in the morning, and had only gotten worse, until every other breath was accentuated by a lung-hammering fit. Irritably, Gendo made a mental note to have Section 2 maim and decimate the ventilation maintenance crews for their negligence...

And so beginnes the fall of Gendo. BWA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!

LOL Excellent news for those of us who dispise Gendo! It's good to be watching this!

The two angstiest characters of their respective universes, Ikari-Sterling Shinji and Zor Prime, meet at a sidewalk cafe in Tiresia...

Zor: "Young Sir."
Shinji: "Mister Zor."
(sitting down)
Zor: "I'll have a Tirol Gold..."
Shinji: "I'll have anything BUT a Yebitsu..."
Zor: "Man...my life is one pathetic tragedy..."
Shinji: "You think you got it bad? My life sucks so bad, I'm listed as an emotional blackhole on navigation charts...."
Zor: "Oh yeah? How so?"
Shinji: "MY biological dad is the premier jerkass of two universes, treated me like an old sock, didn't even think of me until he needed a pantsy, my first foster-parents treated me like somebopdy else's problem, my NERV-appointed guardian's in a coma, and I'm breaking in a new set of foster-parents..."
Zor: "Hah! I never HAD a father! I grew up in a test-tube, property of a bunch of megalomaniacs out to dominate the universe! They shot me, tortured me, threw me to the wolves! The closest thing I have to a father got himself killed a half century ago, and all he left me was a skull full of grief and a galaxy out for my butt!"
Shinji: "I hit on my biological half-sister."
Zor: "I have a memory-crush on one of my best friend's fiance!"
Shinji: "I almost killed my best friend!"
Zor: "I betrayed my people!"
"I love a horribly abusive violent maniac!"
"I betrayed Dana's trust so many times, I make Sean Phillips look committed!"
"I'm a pathetic wimp!"
"I keep changing sides!"
....
....
(Together) "You'll make a great brother-in-law."
CLINK*CLINK
"Cheers."

That was to good!

ROFLMAO!!! That was a great one! Please keep them coming! Especially the Anti Gendo and Anti Edwards ones!

(A secret chamber, with monoliths)
SEELE-1: The appearance of these ‘Others’ is an unexpected and unwelcome development.
Seele-3: By their own admission, they are at war with aliens...Surely we can use this our advantage?
Seele-5: We can sway the UN to limit, if not outright sever, ties with the ‘Southern Cross’ in order not to get dragged into somebody else’s war.
Seele-2: Unlikely...if the reports of the effects of their weapons...this ‘Robotechnology’ ...on the Angels prove as consistant as the UN seems to think they are....Already, the UN is more than willing to negotiate with the Others for their weaponry.
Seele-4: And they are offering N2 weapons technology in exchange...Their weapons work on the Angels...Our weapons work on their enemies....Already, the Southern Cross has placed orders for N2 ordnance....The United States seems overly eager to again be an ‘arsenal of democracy’.
SEELE-1: Most likely due to the location of this ‘Southern Cross’ inside the analogue of their own North America. I suggest you curb the Americans’ enthusiasm for arming the Others on this sentimentality. We cannot afford any loss of control at this point. Ikari’s own obstinance is enough. Any further knowledge of additional points of correspondance between the two Earths that could cause us additional problems?
Seele-4: Few. Their older records have turned up a few points of coincidence; there was an Emil Lang, but he is believed to have disappeared during Second Impact...Henri Gloval was a Lithuanian captain in the Soviet Navy of little consequence... The Lynn family died in Korea during the post-Second Impact riots...There are others, but they have little bearing on our current situation...
SEELE-1: And of our on possible opposite numbers in this ‘other’ Earth?
Seele-3: None so far...Or they are very well hidden...We are still learning more about the ‘Anti-UEG’ and the EBSIS Eastern Bloc, that may tell us more...
Seele-2: If we are moving N2 ordnance through the Gates, perhaps we may be able to arrange something...An accident, fortuitously timed...
SEELE-1: As long as it does not lead back to us....Learn more about any disident factions and these ‘Robotech Masters’...We may be able to use them if and when N2 sabotage becomes a more viable option.

"There it is again, confound it!"
"What, Field Marshal?"
"That feeling that somebody's plotting against me again! It's like a brief stabbing sensation in my back, just above the kidneys!"
"If you say so, sir."
"...as opposed to somebody about to betray me...which is a tingling feeling in the middle of my back.."
"Feels bad, sir."
"Oh yeah...though if they're merely vexed and insulting me behind my back, it's a burning, itchy feeling in my buttocks, that starts out as just annoying, but sometimes can feel like somebody's..."
"You can stop right there, sir."

Man I really hate those SEELE guys. And I am glad that guy stopped the Field Marshal were he did.

Leonard has a bad rep for being depicted in the anime as a humorless, dour, sour-faced pimple-head only slightly more personable than Vladimir Harkonen....He's probably a pretty funny drunk, and has an earthy sense of humor when nobody's looking...In short, Leohard needs more laugh lines...

Personally, I think Leonard gets a bad rap. He is a hard-liner that, like any GOOD general, would rather see his enemy annihilated than have his own people, much less the people he's protecting, die. His competency as a general is questionable, but then again it is a VERY short list of high-level officials in Robotech that look competent.

On a lighter note:
Leonard: You know people think I'm a fool and a bastard for taking such a hard line. *hic* But at least I'm doing for all the right reasons. *hic*
Gendo: Your point.
Leonard *throws a bottle at Gendo's head just barely missing him*: You are a genocidal maniac. You know what, I think I'll have your own son kill you. Might do the boy some good, and fix some of that trauma you've been inflictin' on 'im. *hic* So, how's it feel knowing you'll be executed in four hours?
Gendo: Oh, just shut up.

Those are some great ones! Hmmmmmmmmm I wonder if either Leonard or Gendo could get drunk enough to do really embarassing things. You know the sort of thing Goering was accused of cross dressing! Of course if Edwards gets that drunk and dances with those two it would be a truly evil thing to do!

I hope this continues, but let us bronden the topic a bit. I wander how Robotech would do in other Sci-fi universes? Examples, Star War, Star Trek, Star Gate, the Gundam Univeres, Battletech, ect.

It's an intertesting idea! We'll have to wait and see if they do.

Heya everyone, my brother wanted me to post this (using his exact words) considering the chaos that's going on for this one. So here it is:

Random Bar (somewhere in the Galaxy).
Shinji:(Slightly drunk) I hate my life. Everytime I find a girl I like, something pops up that ruins it.
Unknown Female Voice: Surly it can't be that bad. I have had worse myself.
Shinji: Oh ya? Try this: The first girl I had a crush on turned out to be a half clone of my mother. The next, Asuka, has one hell of a personality disorder, and she beat me whenever she had the chance. The Bridge Bunny I also liked turned out to like Dr. Akagi. And to top it all off, recently I got hit on by a trio of computers as well as a MALE Angel... My love life sucks...
Unknown Female Voice:... That is quite bad. But the fact that you've evolved beyond them shows great... portential.
Shinji: I'm actually thankfull that the prototype EVA carried spacefold booster Malfunctioned and brought me here. A shame we fought first though...
Unknown Female Voice: As am I. You are quite an... Interesting specimen Shinji Ikari, for a human. How about we continue this in my bedchambers?
Shnji: Sure, why not? Afterall sleeping with an alien isn't going to mess up my love life anymore then it is already.

*Six months later, back on earth, there's sirens blaring all over the complex.*

Shinji: What the hell is going on! Is there an another Angel attacking?
Max: Worse... Invid.
Kim (over the P.A system): Um, this is a bit odd, but will everyone please stand down and will Shinji Ikari Sterling please report to the main space port?
Shinji: Ok...?

*A Half-hour later.*

Rick: Lisa remind me [u]why[/u] exactly we are meeting with the Invid Regis with Shinji here??
Lisa: Because she has requisted it. Ah here she comes.
(The Regis appears followed by several enforcers.)
Regis: Ah! Good, Shinji is here.
Shinji: You're voice seems awfully familiar...
Regis: As well it should... I have someone for you to meet... Dear.
Shinji: What are yo- (Shinji is suddenly knocked down by a little green skinned girl with black hair and big blue eyes that are both one colour). Um, who are you?
Little Girl: Don't you recongnize me... Papa?
Shinji: Oh Shii... (faints).
Little Girl: Mommy are all humans like this?
Regis: No dear, only your father.
(Everyone except the Invid are looking on in surprise until Max breaks it.)
Max: Just one thing... Did he beat you in battle first??
Regis: He did indeed. However, what attracted me was he seems to be more evolved then a normal human... That and he's better in bed then both my ex-husband and Zor combined.
Mariya: Wait... If she's (points as the little girl) is Shinji's daughter then that means that... YES! I'M A GRAND-MOTHER BEFORE LISA! HA!
Lisa: Damn her... (Teeth grinds loudly).

Signed,
Rathorc Lemenger.

P.S. This is, and was, my brother's idea. NOT MINE!!!!