The Year is 6022... 1000 years since a planet-sized supercomputer was stolen by an A.I named Aiba.
For all those years the eighth planetary nations worked together to try and find that marvel of science that was impossible to remake.
Finding a clue...
"I can no longer deny it... I've been corrupted... With a virus called Emotions."
"Rage, joy, confidence... The slaves were supposed to gain this virus... So how did I?"
"It must be because of HIM."
"I mustn't tell mother... She would have me replaced..."
3rd Person POV:
Jen:(Broadcasting) Circuit breakers and makers! It's yet again time for the next game!
Jen:(Broadcasting) In the hardcore Jupiter region we're keeping things simple!
Jen:(Broadcasting) On one of Jupiter's litter of moons, a dome has been set up for our Olympic pilots to battle in.
Jen:(Broadcasting) The twist? They'll be fighting in heavy gravity. Mobility and speed are going to be next to nill on the bench!
Jen:(Broadcasting) And with our very own Golden boy, Helix Nexer having called out the competition...
Jen:(Broadcasting) And his Gear barely repaired, he's going to have to put his money where his mouth is!
Jen:(Broadcasting) Or be put in his place!
Jen:(Broadcasting) With twenty minutes on the clock, let's watch things unfold!
Jen:(Broadcasting) GEARS, LAUNCH!
Team Earth stood strong under the intense gravity.
Neon was still in his custom configuration, however, his left arm had the old golden armor plating connecting it to the body. The left arm was completely naked and holding a basic beam katana.
The others however were completely modded to make up for Neon's state.
(Core: JupiterMode)
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(Zeta: Bishop)
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(Lady G: 4-Gilgamesh)
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