Age of rebellion (Crossover RP)

The moon looking thing is very clearly not a moon when it 'powers up.'

I.e. a giant fucking red eye appears on it

The robots in the gathering area looks up at the red eyed moon thing.

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Another person, wearing a blue and pinkish-purplish sweater, is sent out of a a portal, this time less harsh than the spiky haired kid.

They get up and check their surroundings... wait a minute, are their eyes closed, or are they just squinting really hard so that it looks like their closed?

Speaking of the spiky hair kid, he slowly gets up, rubbing his head.

((I mean. He's lawful. But he's ALPHA's subordinate and follows orders.))

(Then yeah, put him in the robot gathering.)

Sophia huffed and sat up. "Where are we?"

Meanwhile, two teenagers in matching school uniforms were ejected into the forest. Sice and Seven.

The orange-haired android gently pushed herself off the ground, her head turning to face the newcomers.
"Sal-u-tations!"

One of the robots in the gathering looked up at the "moon", and saluted it.
They were..... visibly partly organic.

"I don't know," Robochi huffs in return. It's not really easy to tell if he's being genuine or mocking her.

Aigis is still in a tree, and is carefully moving towards the trunk while trying to not break the branch she's on.

Sophia glances around, before noticing Aigis. "Hello! Do you need help down?!"

"No," Aigis makes it to the trunk and climbs down, "I'm fine. Thank you for the offer of help."

"Okay, that's good."

In an instant, all the machines gathered there feel something ... new. It's like they're minds are larger. So that's good, they're smarter.

But it comes at a price. Because there's something in their with them.

Silently, they receive directions, directly uploaded to their minds:

Protocol 01: Organize for peak military efficiency, locate and pacify civilized planet. Occupy planet, destroy resistance. Once finished, proceed with Protocol 2.

Quietly, the half-organic nodded.
He wondered if he had any particular orders, or if he was working as another face in the crowd today.
Either would do. He had his orders.

The machines, after a little bit of minor confusion, soon follow orders and begin to initiate protocol 1. (Or however that works)

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The spiky haired kid, still sore from ramming his head on the Puppet's box, looks around. "Does... anyone know what's happening here?"

The squinted/closed eyed person looks around as well... I think.

Puppet looked over, seeing the spiky-haired kid that had bumped into his box.

"I'm not completely sure, but wherever we are, it's not where any of us were before." Puppet said to Sora.

"No, really?" Robochi turns on Puppet. "And here I was thinking I was right in the middle of Tokyo!"

The orange-haired android, undeterred by a complete lack of response to her greeting, stood up.
"My name is Penny Polendina!"

"Hello!" Sophia waved at Penny. "My name is Sophia!"

"I am the Puppet, gift giver and security animatronic for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." Puppet said, introducing himself to Sora.

"Hey there." Ash, the boy in the hat, said to Penny. "My name's Ash Ketchum, a Pokemon Trainer, and this is my partner Pikachu." He introduced himself to Penny in a similarly excitable tone to her.

The spiky haired kid glances at the Puppet. "I'm Sora..."

Across reality, gates are opening.

A portal opens above a planet inhabited by humans - or at the very least, a human-like species. The same thing happens over dozens of worlds, across dozens of universes.

Emerging from these gates are slick, black starships. Black steel in the shape of coffins, filled to the brim with landing forces, accompanied by a phalanx of technological leviathans.

In a matter of hours, these forces have landed in every city. In a matter of days, whatever resistance was there to fight the occupiers has been crushed. And a few hours after the planets are secured, every man, woman and child on the planet has been assigned a number, a personal quota, and a set of instructions.

All of this is Protocol 1. And it's still underway.

One member of those forces marched through grime and muck, holding a gun in their hands.
He blinded himself to the grim reality of the situation. Made it easier for emotions and morals not to be a liability taken out of the next one, if there was a next one.

Fortunately, the world the people in the forest are on doesn't seem to have been affected by Protocol 1 yet, as if some sort of cosmic deity is preventing the gates from opening on the world temporarily. But that's nonsense, right?

Besides, I doubt anyone in the forest knows what's going on outside of the area.

Speaking of the people in the forest, Sora looks around. "Hey, I think we should find some sort of civilization and figure out where we are... if there is civilization nearby."

"Name's Ben Tennyson, wielder of the Omnitrix." Ben, the brown-haired teen with the watch, said. "And I agree with you, if we find this civilization, it could allow us to find more allies."

"God I hope there's a civilization here. I really do not want to be stuck with you," Robochi gets up, out of the hole he made and dusts himself off.