Mecha Alfred cometh!
Mecha Alfred cometh!
“Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.” - Margaret Mead
Zombie Alfred would be of the nightmare universe.
BUT...... As much as I love zombies. Mecha Alfred needs his moment to shine to show he is not just another out of date machine.
actually he is from one of the arcane universes. I just cant remember which arcane batman it is. I just remember he is a knight/wizard/inventor and when Alfred dies he brings him back as his zombie servant.
Wow. Now that is somthing I did not know. Cool stuff.
So today is the 20th. I'm sure there have been some of us waiting for this day. I am proud to announce another four installments of the Mecha Alfred mission reports. One will release this weekend with the others to follow. I look forward to posting them here. You find there will be plenty more fun and interesting events to come for our intrepid hero.
Moreover, I'm also proud to announce that I'll be posting two more stories, one from the atomic universe and another from the nightmare universe.
I hope you all continue to read and support this endeavor. Thanks for your support thus far. I really enjoy producing these for you. Thank you.
This is dedicated to a friend: Shane Heath.
Decryption Algorithm: WALRUS
MISSION FILE: Mission #11 – Declassified
[Portions redacted pursuant to order X-4309]
Model 4LF-RED: Counter Intelligence and Reconnaissance Automaton
“Project Diver: Guardian of the Seven Seas”
Consortium Agent designation 4LF-RED was temporarily re-assigned to a special R&D taskforce for the purpose of providing support to Admiral Tan, U.S. Navy. The taskforce was specifically directed, on this particular mission, to develop additional mechanized platforms for both terrestrial and aquatic defense. Admiral Tan requested that the Consortium send one of its best agents to supervise. The Consortium allocated 4LF-RED to Admiral Tan unit to test the new mech’s hand-to-hand combat proficiency, and to act as a bodyguard. Recent operations consistently saw intervention by Doom Legion assets. Despite Tan’s black ops designation analysts at the Consortium became concerned that the military’s involvement would expose the operation. 4LF-RED was the best agent to accomplish both of the mission parameters.
4LF-RED was to be flown by military helicopter aboard Admiral Tan’s research vessel. The vessel was positioned in the Northwest Atlantic canyon in the Labrador Sea. As the helicopter neared the rendezvous 4LF-RED could tell that the vessel boasted an impressive compliment of research equipment including various types of radar equipment, geo-synchronizing satellites, and prototype under-sea weaponry. Yet, the vessel named the “Gaira” boasted no impressive markings or flags, the hull was the same metallic grey of other military vessels, and it had no flags or other identifying marks except for the name painted across the front of the bow. RED could not decide whether he was actually excited to be assigned to this mission. RED thought to himself, he had been working a bodyguard detail for the likes of Lionel Luthor for so long he’d grown tired of doing it for others. At least when he was with Luthor he could make attempts to spy on Legion assets. The spy work, the infiltrating, the double-life that excited him.
RED wasn’t even remotely exhilarated by the chance to fight the new mech platform they were testing. RED knew he himself was an excellent fighter, but more often than not these platforms were sloppy, uninventive, and often required substantial reworking. The last time RED was farmed out for this kind of work he embarrassed the R&D team at S.T.A.R. labs by almost instantly disabling their new mech. RED quickly slipped in close to the mech and by striking hard at the mech’s ankle the mech faltered. Once the mech’s footing was destabilized it quickly succumb to RED’s follow-up. A few strikes the ocular receptors and the spine, and the bot’s head came flying upward, one more strike and RED could have taken it completely off. RED, of course, paid the usual pleasantries to the staff, a quick bow, a smirk, and a gentlemanly wave; then he snatched up his black bowler hat and proceeded to return home.
The mission aboard the Gaira would be business as usual or so RED thought. RED had little expectation for excitement despite what the Consortium believed about Legion communications in the Atlantic Region. Of course, anyone who knew RED would have joked, “why the long face?” knowing full well that RED was still a machine, not truly capable of “human emotion.” Still, RED emulated the same feelings and for him this mission was as grey as the hull of the ship. RED lowered his facial antenna downward to express his displeasure. Zag, one of his handlers at the Consortium always said it looked like a classy mustache, now RED did it out of habit for her.
As RED’s transport began to descend towards the deck of the Gaira, the ocean wind jolted the copter. The pilot resisted on the control yolk. They were finally able to set the bird down on the helipad at rear of the ship. RED disembarked. As he exited he look off into the distance, clouds, more of the same grey everywhere he looked. RED stepped on the deck and out of the hatch on the main tower of the ship emerged Admiral Tan.
Admiral Tan was a vital asset to the Consortium. At times he served as an attaché between the Consortium, and the U.S. military, the D.O.D., and the Joint Chiefs. Admiral Tan ultimately became the Consortiums main proponent for integration of mechanized units into military service. Tan was an interesting character himself. He prided himself on an appreciation of both his East Asian and his Scottish decent. Tan was also a confident man, with sharp features, and wry smile on his face. He had black salt and pepper hair, a strong but average build, and despite being slightly short he remained consistently commanding.
Admiral Tan’s biggest claim to fame was his advancement of cyber-warfare in naval combat. Tan was celebrated for fooling enemy global positioning systems to reposition a key target or even an entire fleet into compromising locations; this allowed Tan to maximize the effectiveness of a smaller or even outmatched fleet compositions.
In fact, Tan once took a lone outclassed gunship into battle against a far superior destroyer. Tan was able to fool the much large destroyer vessel into thinking it had escaped an engagement zone. The destroyer had a menacing compliment of long range weapons which included a triple barreled rail gun meant to shred enemy hulls. The destroyer’s compliment also included depth charges and fearsome mortars. Taken on face-to-face a smaller vessel stood no chance as the carrier could clearly deal more damage. The destroyer’s depth charges made an attack from the stern impossible. The destroyer could charge into battle laying down a line of charges preventing an enemy from flanking it from behind and then follow up by lobbing an impressive barrage of fire. Admiral Tan, who at the time was simply a captain, convinced the destroyer’s systems to believe it was 20 leagues further south than it actually was.
Tan knew the destroyer would have to slow its speed and make a hard turn to port to reposition itself once it learned it was out of position. Tan deactivated the jamming package providing the incorrect coordinates and as the destroyer made the hard turn it revealed its broadside to Tan’s ship. Tan let loose everything his smaller gunship had. Yellow streaks of tracer shells and the bright bursts of orange-red rocket exhaust darted across the ocean sky. The deck of the destroyer instantly burst aflame, its weapons were useless against the gunship, it having the superior position. Within a minute of the assault Tan left the destroyer a flaming mass of metal flotsam. Tan was promoted and given the special taskforce as a result, leading him to this mission.
RED fixed his posture, obviously hunched over from his ride in the helicopter. RED spoke, “permission to come aboard Admiral?” With a commanding voice, Tan replied “Granted!” Tan was flanked by numerous lower ranking officers. One in particular bore a striking resemblance to an analyst at the Consortium, RED looked at the name printed on her jumpsuit “Brennan.” RED noticed she bore the rank of lieutenant. RED couldn’t be sure, there was something off, but he was now conversing with the Admiral.
Tan began to boast about the effectiveness of the new mech they were building. Tan continued to remark “He’s not your typical brawler; we went with something far more unique.” RED accompanied the procession of officers and the Admiral towards the bow. RED followed as the group began to file in through a hatch in the main tower of the ship. Tan stated “We’ll take you into the control room, give you some time to prepare, and then we can begin the tests.” RED acknowledged, and the group marched across the deck heading inside. There they climbed a short stair into the control room which had a large line of windows encircling it. RED thought to himself he had an appreciation of antiquities and so he missed the large ship’s wheel on galleons from days long past.
Now, the room housed computer consoles and readout screens. Admiral Tan continued to detail all the brand new systems on board. RED noticed how excited the Admiral was, explaining how one particular device actually created a distortion in the earth’s magnetic field to create a false radar signature. Tan explained, “the distortion field acts the opposite way of stealth bombers. By bending the field outwardly we can fool imaging into thinking there’s something there based on the sensor gap.” RED asked, “What’s the devices’ current effectiveness?” Admiral Tan deferred to one of the officers. He was a younger man, with a tawny goatee. He explained “we can create a small distortion for a few minutes; however, it takes an extreme amount of power to do so.” Admiral Tan snickered, “What the ensign is trying to say is, we can fool the enemy into thinking that a seagull is parked a few miles from their fleet.” RED thought of how useful a device like this could be if it could be personalized, however, the ensign indicated how much power was needed.
Admiral Tan continued the tour through the control room. As the Admiral and RED were about to exit through the hatch opposite the side they came in another man appeared. This man was a high ranking general in the Marines. General Lofgren was much taller than the Admiral and had a much heartier build. They both shared the same salt and pepper hair, but the General had a more weathered look.
General Lofgren spoke “So, this is their boy from the Consortium?” General Lofgren inspected RED looking up and down at his thin, more reserved chassis. Lofgren spoke with a mid-western accent, but with a hint of flavor that suggested he wasn’t your regular farmboy. Lofgren followed up “He won’t last a minute with our boy will he Lenny?” The Admiral cleared his throat. “Sorry, Admiral Tan…” Lofgren correcting himself. “What the General here means to say is that we have high expectations for your bout with our new “guardian-class” mech. Let’s just say his design is far more unique than anything you’ve seen before. You’ll want to do a systems-check before we head down to the deck for the test.” Admiral Tan said. “Unique, you mean mythological,” said the General.
RED was only slightly tickled by the fact the General referred to Admiral Tan as “Lenny.” Yet, RED still wasn’t impressed with the constant boasting by either of them. RED shared a look between Tan and Lofgren and said “I’m fully prepared to proceed if you gentlemen are.” Tan smirked with his classically wry smile. Lofgren also let out a short giggle. “Well then, I’ll get the team in place.” Admiral Tan gave RED a hearty squeeze on his shoulder. “Move the Gaira into position helmsman, ensign prepare the equipment for analysis, and get the R&D team in place. Put the ship on condition yellow.” Both the General and RED exited as the Admiral continued to send his officers off to their duties.
General Lofgren then escorted RED down to the deck. “I’ve seen a lot of your types in my time. You could say I specialize in dealing with unique cases.” RED wasn’t familiar with General Lofgren so maybe it was possible he was overstating his own importance. The two traveled down another stair on the starboard side of the ship. They passed through another hatch on the lower deck. “I don’t quite follow you sir, respectfully,” said RED. “Oh don’t be coy! I’m just saying I’ve had the unique opportunity to deal with a lot you special cases from the Consortium. 4LF-RED isn’t a name disclosed to you unless you’re working on something special. I’ve even met Thomas. I’ve heard a lot about you.” RED had no idea that Lofgren had met Thomas Wayne, who was the son of RED’s designer Charles Wayne. Both were renowned engineers.
On the one hand, Charles had pioneered some of the longest running platforms used by the Consortium. Thomas, on the other hand, spent more time thinking of how to merge biological and mechanical systems together. RED surmised that Thomas’ work must have interested the General for military use. It’s a shame that Thomas had little success, RED thought. A mechanized body controlled by a human brain was too slow to react. The neural connection degraded too quickly so the biological element had to be one and the same as the mech. Charles had always called Thomas’ work “overpriced and ineffective armor.”
RED looked up towards the General “You’re familiar with my family’s work?” General Lofgren glanced backward “We’re very familiar with the Wayne’s, they’re very promising engineers.” RED wasn’t sure now if they had consulted on this particular project. RED was beginning to perform his own little interrogation on the General. If Charles or Thomas had worked on this new mech than maybe their knowledge of RED’s own limitations would make it a worthy opponent. RED pressed the General as they emerged from the final hatch. “Will I see any new Wayne-tech while I am aboard?” Lofgren giggled again “Oh no my boy, you’re in for something special… sure you don’t want to turn back now?” RED was a little taken aback. “It would be dishonorable and ungentlemanly to forfeit this contest before it has already begun.” Lofgren shut the hatch behind RED. “Alright, best put your best dancing shoes on, this one is going to be a doozy!”
The General and RED walked out on the deck towards the bow of the deck. A group of analysts and officers had congregated on one side of the ship. A few large supply boxes were stacked on either side. Each box contained various scanners and readout machines. Presumably they were linked to whatever RED was about to face. RED could see a large bundle of wires heading from the nearest set of machines into the ship’s cargo area, underneath the large steel door. The cargo door was shut. Admiral Tan was standing with the tawny ensign who had the door control in his hand. The control had two large buttons, green and red, respectively. Some of the officers and the analysts began ping-ponging between the readout machines. RED could look up and see that the clouds began to disperse from earlier. The sky was now a mix of large puffy grey clouds with intermittent breaks of sunlight. The wind had died down from earlier, and the ocean was slightly more relaxed. RED easily compensated for any rocking, if need be, he didn’t need to earn his sea-legs. The General called over to RED.
RED now stood front and center towards the door as Lofgren was instructing him. The General then moved off to the side next to the Admiral. As the crews were performing final checks, RED surveyed the entire area of the deck. A few more supply boxes, 4 to 5 feet tall, were laid out in a checker board pattern behind him. A few feet separated them to provide cover. RED wondered why that was even necessary. This fight would presumably end quickly so taking cover would not factor in. Yet, RED didn’t want to completely discredit Admiral Tan and the General. Had the Wayne’s assisted in this project perhaps RED was just about to meet his replacement. Even still, RED was further thrown by the General’s earlier comment about mythology. To RED that didn’t seem like the Wayne’s style. They preferred utility over theatrics.
RED was pulled out of his thoughts by the Admiral. “Are you sure you’re ready 4LF-RED?”
RED pushed both hands clasped together toward the sky; he then pulled them down stretching his servos as his hands came down toward his sides. RED then stood at attention. “I am ready to proceed Admiral.” Admiral Tan nodded at RED and then nodded to the other members of the team. The ensign pushed the large green button. The cargo door began to rise slowly revealing the dark storage area inside. As the door continued to rise RED could not make out what was inside. His robotic opponent was concealing himself in the darkness. RED’s only indication he was inside were the various cables and wires leading inside. RED grew slightly tense as the door finally came fully open. RED raised his arms into a guard position, his hands open and ready for whatever was about to come out of this door.
Once the gears of the door finally stop spinning and the door jerked the last few inches, a large shape came forward from the darkness. RED could tell the figure was huge. Finally, the shape came into the light. RED could see that most of the mech’s height came from a giant snake like base. RED could see that the base was composed of tens of metallic sections layered over one another forming the snake-like musculature of the mech. The sections stretched and compressed over one another allowing the bot to slide effortlessly forward. Each metallic section had tiny engravings on it, small chevron patterns covering each section. As RED’s eyes started to follow the snake like body upward he look above himself to see that at the top was a humanoid torso atop the snake. The armored torso connected to two arms, and a basic humanoid head. Of the two arms one was cropped at the elbow. RED thought it strange it only had one hand, but he continued to judge his opponent as the mech continued to slink towards him. RED took a single step backward bracing himself for whatever this much larger opponent might do.
As the mech revealed itself to RED and finally came full into the light, RED could tell that whatever this mech was made of it wasn’t your typical alloy. The snake like body glistened with an almost reflective optical coating. RED glanced towards Admiral Tan and asked “What’s this thing made of Admiral?” Tan smirked “Atlantean Steel!” RED had no idea what the Admiral was talking about. A giant one armed snake man made of mythical steel. What had RED gotten himself into, he asked internally. RED remarked “certainly mythical General!” Lofgren smiled. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Almost as soon as the General said that the mech dashed to RED’s left side. The tail came into full view, the steely engraved sections running all the way down. The mech thrashed the tail upon the deck in a rhythmic one-two beat. RED circled back to his right. The bot lifted his cropped arm and raised it toward the sky. With one arm raised the mech’s half an arm split apart revealing a large hook like blade. The blade was also composed of the Atlantean steel; serrated along the largest edge, while also sporting a smaller piercing fork underneath it. RED could see this blade was built for puncturing an enemy and then sawing away as it was pulled from a wound.
As the blade unsheathed itself from inside the mech’s upper arm it spun with tremendous force. Lofgren shouted over the hum of the spinning blade “oh yeah, it spins too!” RED shouted back “I was informed this was to be a hand-to-hand exercise, not hand-to-hook?” RED was uncertain how to proceed, the mech’s large size made it difficult to engage him and RED wasn’t going to get anywhere near that spinning hook. RED opted for caution allowing the mech to reveal its preferred plan of attack thereby giving RED an opportunity to analyze its abilities. The mech continued to come around to RED’s left, still thrashing its tail. As RED watched the beast cirle him he thought to himself how evocative of a mythological beast this mech truly is. RED was now thoroughly convinced that this sea serpent was something also truly unique. RED wouldn’t let down his guard now. Once the beast had completed a full circle around RED, Admiral Tan ordered the beast to engage.
With great strength and prowess the serpent darted forward, his hook hand leading the attack lunging for RED’s core. RED took a large backstep and let the beast hit nothing but air. As RED completed the step the serpent recoiled almost instantly swinging his tail around for a broadside swipe. RED cart wheeled to his right vaulting over the giant tail. The serpent shifted his center of gravity and the metallic sections of his tail compressed over one another sweeping back towards RED. RED couldn’t vault back over the serpent’s tail in the reverse direction and the tail collided with him flinging into one of the supply boxes strewn across the deck. Debris exploded outward as RED flew through the box and skipped like a stone across the deck. The serpent pressed the advantage chasing down RED. As the serpent came upon him he swung his tail up and around attempting to drive RED deep into the deck plating. RED only had a moment to roll to his side, somersaulting to his feet and dashing behind another supply box. RED muttered “A hit, a very palpable hit.” RED’s armor was now scuffed with various nicks and dents.
Admiral Tan was impressed with his mechanized marvel. RED had underestimated their creativity, but this fight wasn’t over yet. RED now back on his feet kept slightly more distance between himself and the serpent. RED strafed sideways keeping a couple of the supply boxes in front of the serpent. It did little to slow the serpent as his flexible base snaked around the boxes. The serpent showed no signs of slowing sliding around to reengage RED. Again the serpent led with his hook committing hard to driving his hook deep into RED’s chest. RED cart wheeled again this time farther away to stay clear of any incoming tail swipe. Instead, the serpent put even more force behind his hook hand slashing diagonally upward from his already extended lunge. RED avoided the desperate strike. The serpent had to recoil, and RED pressed his own attack leaping forward as the beast straightened up to stand tall. RED let loose a combo of flying leg strikes attempting to stagger the beast by beating on its chest. RED’s blows clanged against the armored chest of the beast. Both RED and the Serpent separated recovering their relative positions. The serpent was not deterred by RED. RED now understood that a continual frontal assault wound not prove useful. Yet, the serpent was unusually aggressive. If RED could bait the beast into another over commitment then RED could possibly redirect its own aggression back at it.
RED steadied himself again and allowed the serpent to rear up again lunging towards him for the third time. RED sidestepped the blow letting the spinning hook to connect with the deck plating. Sparks exploded from the glancing blow. RED took the opportunity to leap over top of the serpent that was now extended from the overcommitted lunge. From behind RED struck again at the back of serpent’s head. RED landed another flurry of strikes. This time RED had put the pressure on the beast. The beast fully elongated, head bashed, brought its tail forward leaving RED behind him. The serpent spun in a complete 180 and thrashed from side to side with his tail missing RED who continued to dance around him on the deck. The serpent let out a loud scream bellowing with frustration. Clearly the Admiral had predicted a quick victory for the beast and he knew it. The serpent slashed from side to side now with the hook. The beast continued to hit nothing but air, RED artfully dodging the swings.
RED was again trying to bait out another lunge, however, the feral assault of the serpent didn’t contain the needed overcommitted lunge. RED then noticed he was nearing the ship’s gunnels. RED wouldn’t have much more room to maneuver. If RED darted out sideways he’d have to choose between the tail and the hook. The ocean spray began to mist RED’s back as he ran out of room.
RED waited for the beast to approach again thrashing and slashing without regard. As the beast slashed again RED desperately ducked under his reach, the blade just narrowly missing the top of his head. RED slipped in close putting all his force under his legs, charging upwards with a double-fisted uppercut. The beast took the hit straight to the chin. Clearly dazed the beast groaned.
Rearing backwards the serpent retreated giving RED some breathing room. RED’s desperate strike left him open for a reengaging strike, but the beast steadied himself as RED did before. The sections of tail began to collapse RED wasn’t sure what was coming next. He raised his guard again and strengthened his footing. RED could now see the General and the Admiral conferring with one another, and then Tan shouted “Now you’ve made him angry. Let’s see how you respond to this.” Tan nodded at the beast and that’s when it stretched its tail out with all its might. The beast sprang up into the air leaping up and over the side of the boat. The serpent dove into the ocean leaving RED on the deck ready for an assault. A large jet of water where the beast entered the water splashed up onto the deck. RED began to check his surroundings waiting for the beast to attack from behind him. Nothing came. RED began to wonder if the beast had given up but the Admiral and the General gave no sign the test was over. RED moved towards one of the supply boxes placing one in front and behind him.
A projectile flew passed RED piercing the supply box behind him. It was the beast’s hook, tethered to it was a long cord of thick steel cable. As the hook and the cable shot passed RED it began to retract launching the box at RED. In the moment RED dropped to the deck performing a full split. The box flew over top of RED, colliding with the side, and bursting into debris. The hook then drew back into the water. RED waited for another shot but as he swung around to check behind him the serpent erupted out of the water in an even larger jet of ocean water. This time the beast leapt straight over the deck and overtop of RED, bringing the hook hand down upon him. The massive size of the serpent and the sheer force of his strike left RED with few options. RED reacted as quickly as he could, choosing to redirect the beast’s killing blow ever downward. RED let the beast come down on top of him grabbing on to the spinning hook arm, letting it gouge a deep scar across RED’s chest, but also adding the force to pierce the thick deck plating. As the beast drove his hook deeper it lodged the blade deep into the deck. RED had all the opportunity he need as the beast failed to dislodge the blade. RED swung around the serpent’s torso and wailed on his head. Metal fragments split off from the beast’s face. The serpent thrashed uncontrollably hoping to do whatever he could to escape RED’s trap. The metal tail now causing havoc on the deck. The serpent struggled to retract the blade. RED finally relented.
As RED backed off Admiral Tan raised his hand calling the conclusion of the test. Admiral Tan’s wry smile had turned to a frown. He was disappointed his mechanical marvel didn’t decimate a traditional fighter like RED. Tan and Lofgren came out from behind the readout machines and commended RED. In the meantime, the serpent finally dislodged his hook from the deck. Technicians came out of the cargo hold heading for the serpent looking to bring it inside. Admiral Tan waved them off for a moment hoping to let RED and the serpent meet post-battle. Admiral Tan then waved over the General who was clearly excited by the fight. As the four congregated in the midst of the debris, RED relaxed himself having just narrowly claimed victory over his opponent. The serpent slid forward standing next to RED, dwarfing him with his immense height. General Lofgren spoke first “looks like we’ll have to make some modifications to Nessy here.” Admiral Tan sighed, clearly sick of the General’s humor, and “just because I’m Scottish doesn’t mean you have to keep taking jabs at the Loch Ness monster. I don’t go around asking you for Kentucky Fried Chicken, now do I?” “Why would you? I’m not from Kentucky, Admiral…” said Lofgren.
The General didn’t let the Admiral respond, instead, putting his hands on RED’s shoulders and giving him a good shake – “gave us a good show, I didn’t think you had it in you, but a good show nonetheless.” Admiral Tan having recovered from the General’s quips interrupted with “a good show indeed, not a victory for the project, but progress. Almost got you at the end… we’ll have to get that repaired.” The Admiral pointing to RED’s gapping chest armor. RED finally spoke up “So what do I call this beast you’ve got here, I certainly don’t want to call him Nessy.” Tan responded “Well, we call him Codename: Diver, however, we’ve yet to give him an official name. I do know one of the ensign’s call him Arthur.” – “Maybe we’ll call him Aqua…” the General interrupted.
As the General spoke a large explosion rocked the stern of the boat. A few crewmen were caught in the blast and were consumed by the plume of hot crimson flame. The ship rocked hard to port. Research equipment crashed into the water. Crewmembers mobilized to combat the spreading fire. Admiral Tan began shouting out orders, realizing they must have been hit by a torpedo.
The group of men then turned their sights towards the starboard side and out of the water emerged a black manta-ray shaped vessel. On top of the ship a squad of soldiers separated from the ship, riding small mobile jet-boats. Admiral Tan barked “RED ALERT! Get Diver inside, ready the guns, BATTLE STATIONS!” RED, Admiral Tan, General Lofgren, and the Serpent all readied themselves for the impending battle.
-To Be Continued-
Why isn't this in game yet? I officially support the Mecha Alfred! We need him! and Atomic Alfred.
Agreed! This was well written. Mecha Alfred for the win. I wanna know what's next!
Last edited by Bearsss; 09-24-2014 at 02:43 PM.