W'Kar

Hey, better a Dork in Aluminum Foil than this guy... http://pr4y.free.fr/images/img1221.jpg

I'm glad I could quelch them for you.

Ya'll will get a chance to see her in Lament of the Indigo Moon, a prelude to GWOTG.

About the only thing I can guarantee is that it will be badass. That's the only thing.

Far too many moments in GWOTG/WG history was developed via drunken chats over ICQ.

Couple reasons for that. My 'Warrior Guyver' essentially was named because of events transpiring previous to the start of GWOTG which will now be touched based on in the Prelude story. But I had already made a site and posted my stories prior to even learning about the 'Warrior Guyver Fan Fiction. So I had characters like Warrior Guyver, Assassin Guyver, Dark Guyver, Fighter Guyver, Nano-Guyver and others. But considering the major differences between them when Brian and I started talking we decided not to make a big deal of it. As time went on I noticed that people who were reading both fics were confused so I decided to change the name to Warlord. And further I decided just to call him by the unit name, W'Kar. Also, Pre-Warror stage didn't look like WG. It looked more like a dark blue Guyver 0 with a hyperspace orb and a couple other odd features.

Most of that was pure fighting skill right there. W'Kar knows guyver units, he knows Warrior Units, and he knows Vamores and Powered Zerebubuse. If you didn't notice W'Kar got quite ripped up towards the end.

LOK was great in that respect. One thing I can assure you of. 1. No thing and no one can truly be called benevolent. One mans hero is anothers villian.

I would do 1st person perspective, but the plethora of characters would mean I would either have to switch perspectives constantly, or not show alot of scenes.

I have decided to write at least the prelude, the starting story of GWOTG. I've always felt that the true introduction sequence should have been with Ira, so I am going to write up that story. If everyone likes it, I'll continue and rewrite more and more of the fic. So here goes.... -------------------------------------------------------------- May 17, 1967 Shiocton, Wisconsin “Hey! Hand it over!” Emily shouted over to Ira. They sat down next to each other in the woods just north of the town. Small town, small atmosphere. Nothing like what these two wanted. The cliff they sat on with the rest of the party overlooked a valley and a lake, and this party had just started. Ira finished the drag on the rolled up joint and passed it over to Emily. Both girls wore bell bottoms that had flower patterns on them, a beige peasants shirt and Ira wore a bandana. “Sure, here!” Emily took the joint and inhaled a deep hit that made Ira laugh and lean back. The Doors were playing on the radio where Justin left his car door open. It had been over an hour, and Ira was wondering if someone else was going to have to jump his car off in the morning when we all left. The High School graduation class pretty much all ran out here after the ceremony and were partying it up. Likely the man knew they were there, but god willing they would do nothing to stop them. “So, where you going?” Emily turned to look at Ira lying down, her red hair forming a kind of halo around her head. “Not sure, I’m thinking back to school.” “**** that! Go out west. That’s where I’m going. California. Sunshine, beaches, and a party every night,” Emily says laughing and leaning back on her left hand. Ira laughed and took the joint back. “I was thinking art school. Maybe advertising, photography, something like that.” “Sounds groovy, but why so soon?” “Why not?” “Sounds lame.” “HA!” Ira laughed out. The two of them laughed for a good while looking off to the right. There were probably three dozen people here, just having a good time. Ira and Emily joined in dancing and getting wasted for the night. It was only later that evening when Ira was sitting on the hood of a Nissan Cedric when a flash in the sky turned the kids heads to the side. “What was that?” Emily asked looking at the sky with Ira, both of which slid themselves off the hood of the car. Ira looked up with keen interest. In the sky was a massive pulsing light of red and green seemingly getting far larger. She could hear a ruckus as the ground below her began to shake. It was like fire in the sky. No plane was that size, that she knew of anyway. “Let’s go!” Ira said hopping into the car. Emily was quick to follow and the two started the engine in the chaos and commotion of running children. She turned the key, started the car, and started driving through the path that led out of the woods. Beside her many people were either running, or driving in their own cars which were filled to the brim with other people. Behind her, Emily turned in the car to look as some giant hunk of something slammed down far off. A wave of dust flew into the air, and water spray was seen as a shockwave spun Ira out of control and the car slid hood first into a tree! Ira awoke later to a daze. Her eyes felt as though they were doing circles in her skull and she opened them only to see a faint blur of the dashboard. She could hardly concentrate as she touched the door and began fumbling for the handle. Opening it she fell out splashing against the soft mud. She sat there for a moment breathing deeply. Her breath creating shapes to her spinning eyes. When her vision had cleared for the most part she grabbed ahold of the door and pulled herself to her feet. Ira looked inside of the car to see some blurry figure dressed in red. Was it Emily? The daze was still affecting her. But Ira did not notice right away that her feet had taken her away from the vehicle and closer to the lake. It all happened so quickly. But the blur had started to subside. She was moving faster than she usually was. Ira fell on a piece of cold metal. When she finally had the strength to open her eyes again Ira was staring at the oddest thing she had ever seen. She wasn’t sure what to make of the odd circular object in front of her. It was glowing ever slightly. She was wet and Ira wiped her head with her hand and saw a huge splash of blood on it as she reached for the object and touched the light. Pain shot through her. An agony far more poignant than the head wound. And she looked down into the water to see herself. Her face was covered in pale white flesh that had blue muscle under it. The odd thing she saw earlier was in her head, which was completely covered. Ira, in shock, fell back and splashed into the water. To her surprise she heard no sound and little to no disturbance in the water. But her reflection was there. Two pink eyes stared into hers and seemed to burn her own. She kept trying to breathe but felt no rise in her chest. Only a cold chill as two parts of her face shot silent air from them. “What, am I?” she said aloud. Her voice did not come from her lungs or throat. She felt nothing of the air that normally passed through her mouth and over her tongue. Only a sample of what her voice really was mixed with a screech or maybe a moan like a radio. Ira looked around at her surroundings. Everything seemed so odd to her, as though it wasn’t even her eyes looking around. She could see behind her, far away, and even sense the creatures around her. The object she stood in was massive. Green walls were cracked and fell over collapsing onto the ground. It seemed as flesh rotting away. A large open space lay before her amongst the odd colored water floor where she saw a large orb placed on the wall, not unlike the own in her head. “Where, am I?” Memories were hard to grasp onto as Ira struggled amid panic and curiosity. It was then that the light began to wrap around the inner circle of the odd metallic orb and her mind was bombed with thoughts and memories. She saw a figure that looked much like her, no, five figures. One held a blue object much like the one she had. It was different, very different. It had a blue and red swirling orb in the center of it. They looked to eachother and Ira knew they were speaking. Jumbled, broken. <”Ai-Talis…the warrior……..guyver. Most Powerf… dangerous mistake. Dead…… wandering the system waiting and watching…. The guyver… enhanced models for protection and use in case……. Danger. Chronos….. Alkanphel…… form of weapon…… forgiveness. Grend and I seperat….. home…. Consequences…. Disposal and destruction of it impossible to det….. containment the only…………. Greatness. Never again merge one…. Element.”> It was all she got amid the blurring images of creatures, people. A golden man. A scream and destruction.

Pretty mixed opinions here. Personally though guys, I'd hate to do only a moderate job on it. Rather just rewrite the whole dang thing than to go through and nit-pick the details.

Exactly, and omit some as well. It really ends up being whether I feel the character was worth the writing, or their story central to the idea. Depends.

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Actually I have alot of waiting to catch up to do

Need and desire. Though during the Grakken incident he really needs the extra power, the host (greg) isn't all that inclined to want more power right now. All of his previous evolutions stemmed from use of the Warrior Rage.

Some minor character would be omitted, some plots changed slightly. Overall everything would flow in the very same direction with major events still occuring. Better structure of time, remove some annoying scenes I just did not like. A couple stories may be omitted just because they serve no actual purpose. And a few characters need more background than I gave them. Alot of the stories may be compressed as well. For example the first few chapters could really fit all together. The major issue I have is that it will slow me down from pushing ahead, and well we've waited so long already.

All good points, all good points. 4 votes so far, 5 days for the entire sequence. Everyone, throw it in!

Many many people have been talking the same thing... rewrites. Though I personally feel that rewriting is just visiting the past and we should move ahead into the future, I am giving the readers a chance to decide for themselves. Should I do a rewrite for GWOTG? I completely agree that my 13-14 yr old butt did a ok job, but not a great one, on the first two sagas I believe that I could indeed do a FAR better job a second time around. However, I also feel that rewriting the fic is alot like trying to rewrite history itself. So whaddya think?

Still human

It's not bad at all. Crossover's aren't my cup of tea, but in all it's not bad. About the only other comment I can make is that you should start a new paragraph between all speakers, EG: "Bob, we should go to the bank," John said. "Alright John," said Bob. "Well let's get going." is pretty confusing. If wrote like this... "Bob, we should go to the bank," John said. "Alright John," said Bob. "Well let's get going." is alot more understandable.

Any form will help, the energy draining system can absorb any kind really. But some energy is better than others. Multidimensional energy, which lets face it the number of creatures able to use such dangerous and powerful energies can be counted on one hand, limiting his exposure to it. Hyperspace energy is good, abundent and easy for the W'Kar Unit to handle. Gravity is ok, but it tends not to be very useful for the Element itself. Plasma is decent, but again, plasma is only really common on weak scales except in combat. It's varied.

What can I say, some people are easy to please

W'Kar doesn't really have a set number of evolutions. It depends on available energy, host activity, host will, and amount of current damage. Pre-W'Kar jumped into the Warrior Stage pretty quickly because Greg wanted more power, was fighting constantly, and using massive stores of energy all the time so the W'Kar had what it needed to evolve faster. If, say, Ira got the W'Kar unit and decided not to fight it could have been years before the unit evolved, at it may have evolved to 8X, not 12X.

Anubis method of unit removal is more of an overload the unit until the bonds start to break and then rip it off. That kills the host and damages the unit. How he actually does it is by building a device that works like a remover. Warrior Units are infamous for the difficulty in removal. Not because their superbonded like the W'Kar or anything, but because they were meant to be stuck on there for a good long time and the only remover made was lost. Well, aside from the matrix anyway. So Dreddy's unit is INCREDIBLY hard to remove, just like a W'Kar unit. Anubis could do it, but the time it would take to figure out not only how to remove WG units does not warrent it. The adaptability of the matrix means that there was a good chance any type of captivity would not hold him long enough, and though Anubis very presence around him disables the matrix he can't stand within the area of him the entire time.

Sorry, but you REALLY need to indent, use paragraphs and such. It's nearly impossible to read properly.