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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Apr 27, 2013 0:28:41 GMT -5
Rustred was nearly thrown into the pale bolt that hammered both the defender of the Third Reich and the Sheekh war machine with the power of a steel-capped thunderbolt, his rusted carapace riddled with bladed arrows and smoking craters from the relentless efforts of Red Arrow. His metal heels dug deep into the shattered pavement to stop his backwards tumble, a series of aged groans ringing from his buckling legs. Robert chuckled over the intercom system that echoed from his mech's fanged mouth as he approached, yet another arrow materialized in the drawn string of his bow.
"Had enough yet, Rustbucket?" the Earth man taunted, lining up his shot at the same time. "I could always make it quick and end you now. No need for all the embarrassment."
Rustred snickered defiantly from between jagged fangs. "Nah, I'm good. What an offer though! If I had fingers, I'd offer ya' the middle one in 'turn."
The old one cackled shrilly at his own crack.
A sigh was heard from Robert. "Have it your way then."
He released the drawn string.
Ziiiiiiiii-IIIIIIIIIIIIIP! A razor-edged arrow embedded itself deep into the corner of Rustred's rubber neck like an angry hornet, the last one-forth of its length jutting from the machine's segmented jugular like a thorn. The ancient mech cursed loudly as sparks and oil sputtered from the bloodless wound. The pierced machine stumbled clumsily forward, sparks clapping from his curled toes as they struck the ground. The degraded mass of metal and wires was staggering towards the readied Red Arrow. Roberts reared his bow high, its curled edge separated in two and held fiercely like a saber, but RR surprised the hunter by suddenly lunging up with a hoop. The mangled machine arm of the sentient thing stretched out and slapped the street, creating a blinding explosion of sparks that made Red Arrow lower his bow and draw back, empty palms held over his sapphire optics.
"S'prise!" howled the warped one in his twisted voice like broken metal.
Before the lithe mech could react in its dazed state, the alien robot lifted up an arm and punched out. Like a boxer with a metal glove, Rustred jolted Red Arrow's slender form with a blow from his conical blaster! The jabbing strike landed in the dead center of the hunter's damaged chest, breaking though the corroded armor and into the soft connective material and vital circuitry beneath. Red Arrow rocked back as if he had been pegged in the breast by a bullet, his shoulder slumping back and his head lolling. The blow had stunned his systems, but the worse was yet to come. Within the 'wrist' of Rustred, the broad barrel began to turn. Like a dull, flat drill, the alien gun whirled to life. The slack limbs of Red Arrow lifted up like possessed serpents, twitching and flailing madly. The tentacled head of the machine whipped back and forth in spams. Rustred was literally drilling into the other machine with the edges of his blaster! The spinning weapon slowly bored deeper in Red Arrow's chest, ruining more and more with its very touch.
As molten streaks and drops peppered him like hot spots of blood, RR chatted with Robert casually.
"Level with m' here," drawled the Machine Revolutionist as he looked his foe straight in his eye with a cheeky smirk. "Is this all because we both have 'red' in our names? 'Cause I'll be honest, that's greedy. We can jus' share th' color, you know. S'not that hard. You Earth folk are all so particular. I once had this annoying little Earth twit try ta' sit down and reason with me, only to break out a toaster and try to hold it hostage." A cruel laugh. "Little asshole! I let out a good ol' AI Pulse and sicked it on 'im. Dumb little bastard ran off with 'is seat on fire. Was hilarious! And I almost liked th' teeny meatbag before. Named Alex, I think."
The machine shrugged. "Eh, who cares? They all look the same anyway. Either way, I'll thank you for this."
The old one ripped his twirling blaster away with a crow. Serrated shards of armor and spitting wire spilled from its barrel. Red Arrow slumped back with a ragged hole ten meters across and seven meters deep gazed out from his chest. "I needed the ammo!"
Wheeling with a high pitched screech, Rustred swung out his jammed gun and fired!
A cannon shot of emerald flame ringed the gun as its barrel was cleared in an explosive fashion, blackened masses of shrapnel flying out like shot gun shells. Each tongue of the broad debris buck shot trailed smoke and green fire as they streaked towards the other battling machine. Heidenreich, Darktide, and Ferrum all shuddered as they were pelted by the lethal spray. Most of the wide burst blast merely bounced off the metal armor that shielded them, but their joints were not so well defended. Like wickedly clever wasps, the burning shards stung the crooks of their limbs, the chinks in their armor, the places were the most motion occurred under the least protection, and stuck there, like hooked barbs. All three robotic warriors tried to rotate towards the source of the irritating rain, but they soon found that their motor ability was greatly hindered by the seemingly harmless spray.
Darktide's limbs creaked and groaned as jagged shrapnel shredded the unprotected slivers of his elbows and midriff. Ben cursed as he felt the damage being done to his mech, his cockpit vibrating with the strain of motion. Alder, more wrathful and less concerned with the integrity of his humanoid weapon, forced his machine to turn, shattering the blockage through brute force, but was only rewarded by having the broken remains tear into the softest parts of his vessel even more savagely than before, a school of splintered piranha instead of a single shark.
The debris was eventually ground to blunt dust within both machines, but it remained where it was, sand in the gears of two complex constructs. It was not a fatal state for the pair of rivals, not nearly, but it was not a harmless one either. As they moved, they would only be damaged more and more, bit by bit, as if by particulate venom trapped in their cold metal veins, wearing down their metallic stamina slowly.
Ferrum fared the best out of the three robots, his inhuman form leaving the least exploitable areas, but he still did not escape unscathed. If anything, he was dealt the most definite damage, a blow that's magnitude was not maintained by how or when he moved. One or two of the troublesome shrapnel shots had pierced the hydraulics in his stout legs. Pressure was quickly escaping, although the rattling scarp of metal bouncing within actually plugged the hole and slowed the leak greatly. Ferrum groaned in organic frustration as he felt the weakness in his hopping legs. The odd mech smashed his fists together as if in anger. He would not be leaping quite as high as he had from now on.
Seeing the struggle of the barrel-shaped construct, Redrust brushed past Darktide and Heidenreich- ducking a raging swipe from the Nazi machine- and closed in on the Sheekh killer.
"Hey there, bro," chirped RR cheerfully. "We never got to have much fun during that little brawl in the lava. So how 'bout we make up for that now?"
With a laugh and a burst of stark smoke and blue fire from his writhing machine arms, the master of mechanical freedom launched himself at Ferrum Magnus and lashed out with a curled toe. The harsh heel of the old one cracked against the broad, headless body of Ferrum, knocking him back and sending white spiderwebs across his crimson eye. The almost formless machine toppled back, collapsing on his back, and Rustred came crashing down on top of him. Giggling and gasping like a drunken slob after a dirty joke, RR extended three of his tentacle-like arms- the crippled one hanging back like a wounded cobra- and ignited them all at once, lowering three intense fangs of flame at the downed artificial intelligence...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on May 3, 2013 14:55:38 GMT -5
24 hours, Dan... or else, the Dragonator comes...
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Post by GI Jho on May 3, 2013 20:28:28 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, really got hectic after wednesday rolled around.
Ferrum's downed form, hamstrung by his own bulky body, was unable to defend himself from the roaring flames. The pillar of fire blossomed forth from Rustred's deadly tendrils, before they engulfed Ferrum's down form.The sheekh destructor let out an angry groan, as the massive metal construst rolled itself onto its feet using its abnormally large arms. From the flames, ferrum marched out, his body red and heated up from exposure to the intensely hot flames. Rustred seemed impressed, but did not betray any emotion; instead, he stood before the monoptic mech, arms folded, before he let out a menacing chuckle, rusted fragments shaking down from his maw.
"Hehehehe.... you've got some tough armor there, one-eye," Rustred said. "But, let's see how y' handle the RUST RIPPER!"
Rustred's jagged edged blade was raised overhead, as he rushed Ferrum, aimi,g to cleave into the mech's now softened armor with his main weapon. But Ferrum, though woudned, was prepared for such an attack from the rusted battle monster. Raising his massive, curved blade, Ferrum intercepted the rusted monster's saw. Sparks flew in all directions from the impact of the two blades, the deadly weapons interlocking with one another, while the two struggled to overcome each other. The whirr of metal and the groan of hydraulics filled the air, as both Ferrum and Rustred pressed up against their weapons, attempting to force the opposing monster off of their feet. But neither budged- the two were equally matched in terms of raw power, and were thus unable to break their stance. Knowing that standing in such a pose put not only his opponent at risk, but himself as well, Ferrum was forced to break to bladed embrace. A massive fist suddenly hammered Rustred right in the chin, sending rusted fragments flying upwards into the sky, before they rained down from the heavens like hellish hail.
The powerful blow sent Rustred flying backwards, leading to him crashing backfirst into a massive skyscraper. The massive building collapsed on top of the hapless warrior, trapping him beneath a mountain of concrete and steel. Ferrum let out a malicious chuckle, before the massive metal monster turned towards Darktide. A flurry of missiles fired out towards Ferrum's form, aimnig to decimate the woudned mech, but Sheekhatan's great weapon was no slouch in ranged combat, either. Suddenly, a counter salvo of missiles fired out from Ferrum's own shoudler cannons, intercepting Darktide's own missiles with a massive, fiery explosion. As the smoek cleared, Ferrum locked onto Darktide, and fired off a salvo of icy tipped missiles, aiming to freeze Darktide solid. Though not the most agile of mechs, Darktide did make an effort to avoid the attack.
It was not enough, however, and soon, his legs were caught in an icy explosion. The ice flash-froze Darktide's legs to the floor, rendering him immobile and helpless before the might of the red-eyed machine of destruction. With a mechanical bellow, Ferrum leaped forward towards his opponent, before he brought both of his arms down towards Darktide's head. Unable to react in time, the mech was soon smashed in the head with twin heavy steel limbs, sendign shards of metal flying in all directions. The top of the mech's head was cracked, and one side of it was compeltely deformed from the impact. Ferrum grumbled, before he wound his arm back, preparing to clobber Darktide once more right in the chest...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on May 13, 2013 23:28:31 GMT -5
OOC: SWEET MOTHER OF MINERVA. I forgot about this...
24 hours, KK... then you get skipped.
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on May 14, 2013 4:58:44 GMT -5
(OOC: Crap. Forgot about this.)
But Ferrum's fist would never meet its target. Just before the barrel-shaped destroyer struck out, a single arrow lodged itself under the "armpit". A second later, a powerful explosion rocked the machine, causing it's weaponized fist to swing out and miss Darktide completely. Thrown off balance by both the explosion and the momentum of his own fist, Ferrum's heavy body toppled into the pavement, a gaping hole of billowing smoke under his arm. Red Arrow flipped away as a storm of lasers erupted from Ferrum's eye in an attempt to strike his aggressor, saving a small salute for Darktide.
The agile kaiju hunter stepped up to a nearby sky scraper, and, as if it was the most normal thing in the world, shoved a primed blast arrow through its windows. And another. And another. He was turning the building into one massive bomb! As he worked, he turned his head to the mound of concrete nearby, the remains of a building Ferrum Magnus had destroyed only moments earlier. The debris shuddered and cracked as the trapped entity underneath attempted to pound his way free. "You're not giving up on me now, are you Rusty?" he called down. "You'll miss me winning the championship if you keep napp'n down there!"
A thick column of rusted metal erupted from the mound like a shark leaping from the ocean, its jagged fangs snapping at the hunter, the heat of its blowtorch aiming to burn through the mech's armor. Robert quickly sidestepped the appendage, and stepped back from the building he had been meddling with. RR continued to tear his way through his concrete prison, slowly but surely rising up from his tomb of rubble. Rustred began to kick his way though the piles of debris in a bid to free himself, sending shards of steel and brick soaring for several blocks. Red Arrow awaited his opponent's approach, leaning against the sky scraper with his arms folded against his chest.
"It's nothing to do with our names or our colors, buddy. Nothing so discriminatory as that. It's not even about the Championship."It's merely the thrill of the fight. Take, for example..."
His fingers flipped his bow into the air, catching the tip of one end as it came down. Using it like a teacher's pointer stick, he directed the end of his bow towards the towering black goliath battling it out. "Darktide. A perfect opponent to be sure, yet... I've already duked it out with him in our last match. Where's the fun in repetition? Especially... with three brand new opponents to choose from?"
He pointed, next, towards Heidenreich.
"That Nazi guy looks fun and all. But look at him. He and Darktide are so caught up in their little war, I'd reap little benefit or enjoyment from fighting him. What's the fun in sharing?"
The tip of his bow found Ferrum, the barrel-shape mech having just regained its footing.
"Another fine opponent to be sure," Robert narrated on. "But in the end, he's just a mindless drone. He feels no joy, no anger, no pain. He's downright boring to fight. So by process of elimination, that makes you the most enjoyable option here, Rustbucket."
Twirling his bow again, Red Arrow turned back to Rustred, who, unbeknownst to the hunter, had managed to walk right up to him during his speech. "That's nice. But ya' really got to stop monolog'n," The jagged edge of his Rust Ripper thrust up, catching Red Arrow in the chest in a shower of sparks and shrapnel! "Could get ya' in trouble someday."
A bark of laughter escaped his twisted jaws.
Not about to be beaten down, Red Arrow was quick to aim a powerful punch of is mace gauntlet into Rustred's gapping mouth. The machine revolutionist's chuckles were cut off by an ear-splitting shriek of metal as Red Arrow's mace stretched his jaws far past their normal limits and imprinted a nasty hole into the back of his throat. After pulling himself free of Rustred's blade, the hunter's jet pack blasted the mech into the air, but not before he spun about with his leg outstretched as if preforming a jetpack-powered-roundhouse kick. His limb slammed into his opponant's back, throwing him into the skyscraper. Red Arrow hard barely put enough distance between himself and his makeshift bomb when the blast arrows went off.
The explosion of Red Arrow's building bomb was enormous, enough to shake the very foundations of the city and cause a miniature earthquake to rake across several blocks! The giant fireball quickly caught the attention of the other three fighters as debris rained down like hail! A small mushroom cloud began to form, marking the spot where Rustred had stood.
The mech stumbled out from the smoke. His reddish armor was now a mix of black and silver, the explosion having shattered much of the outer layer of rust. Rustred's right side was, for the most part, unharmed. The left side, however, had taken the brunt of the giant eruption. The armor there was warped, some sections having been burnt entirely off to reveal gears and electronics underneath. It humorously reminded Robert of a villain from one of those new Batman movies. Rocketing down towards the skyline, Red Arrow quickly perched atop a building. His bow drawn, the hunter began to aim an electrical arrow towards Rustred, in a merciless attempt to deal more damage...
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Post by The Great MM on May 19, 2013 14:47:37 GMT -5
As the attack struck Rustred, Heidenreich stood tall and valiant. Adler Maynor bit his lip to the point a small crimson stream rolled down his pointy chin. The Nazi wasn’t concerned about victory – or some worthless gold for that matter – but putting Darktide and his blasphemous pilot down once and for all. The proud German rushed in, leaping in the air and bringing down the tonnage of his robot upon the head of the draconic mech! A tremendous boom followed suit as a thunderous cloud of fire and dust spread outward. Standing atop the head of the fallen machine, Heidenreich activated his tank-like treads…
An ear-deafening screech followed as the treads ruined the back of Darktide’s head, shooting sparks, smoke, and chunks of armor everywhere…
Suddenly, several of Red Arrow’s explosive warheads struck the Nazi machine. Heidenreich stumbled back, freeing Darktide’s head in the process. “So you want some too!?” He spat harshly.
Immediately, Heidenreich’s panzerfausts open fire, shooting down the UCA’s ally where he stood. The rounds burrowed holes into Red Arrow’s chest cavity, blasting the titan several dozen meters back before slamming down. Flames and smoke spewed from two crater-shaped wounds as Heidenreich groaned as it moved. “Back to you.” Adler spat at Ben and Darktide, readying to stomp the mech’s head again…
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on May 20, 2013 18:35:37 GMT -5
OOC: Ahem. Due to a few public complaints I have received, we're shorting this down by half. That means everyone has to posts two more times, then I will call this. Peace out, and have a happy Phantasm!
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Post by Omegarex24 on May 27, 2013 1:11:59 GMT -5
As Adler raised the foot of his machine, Ben swiftly countered by firing the Nova Cannon into the "crotch" of Heidenreich, the force of the blast destabilizing the Nazi machine, while the sheer power of the heavy particle cannon melted and slagged through armor, making it difficult for Adler to move as his machine collapsed to the ground, smoke pouring from the wound.
"I am so glad they didn't install the cockpit in the head," Ben muttered to himself as he surveyed the damage to Darktide's head. It was bad, and one of the visual sensors had blown out, but everything else was still working, as he ground his machine back to a standing point. Ferrum's previous work had done a number on his legs, but he could still move. More specifically, he could still fly, as Ben activated the Overboost system. Numerous hidden thruster ports open all over Darktide as the machine lifted off and rocketed around the battlefield, first, by firing a trio of MAC-3 rounds into Rust Red's back , which blew rather large holes in the mech's armor, before zipping past and nailing Ferrum Magnus with a blast from the Ion Linear Cannon.
But even as the charged particle beam melted a hole in the Sheehk mech, the same mech retaliated by firing off his laser eye at Darktide, which melted a nasty wound along the black machine's flank, and forced Ben to put an early stop to his attack run, which he did by slamming all 120,000 plus tons of Darktide down into Heideireich's torso. The resulting impact caved in a good portion of the Nazi's armor, as Ben deactivated the Overboost, before stepping back and firing the Harmonics Disruptor at the fallen Heidenreich...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 3, 2013 18:36:28 GMT -5
The reverberating hum of the Harmonics Disruptor was interrupted by a loud, shrill cry from behind Darktide's black frame, the hoarse call raking the air as if from a giant mechanical crow. "Heeeeeeeeey!" the screechy voice crooned. "I remember you! Heres'a present. Catch!"
Before the dark machine could react, a ball of liquid energy detonated across its winged back, scattering emerald flames across its hull like glowing ocean waves. The synthetic diamond that coated the kaiju-killing tool fought off the heat of the spectral flames, but the blast was not merely fire. It was acid. The corrosive flames ate straight through the heat resistant shell and into the circuitry beneath, creating sparks and smoke that mixed with the fire to form ugly smog. With hot acid drills boring into its armor, Darktide staggered, his motor systems shorting and skipping like circuitry dipped into a pool of water. Green lines of fire ran down the damaged mech as it stumbled, its systems fighting to stay active, armor smoking and spitting angrily as it melted away under the emerald essence that saturated it. Poisonous puddles of goo drizzled down the legs of the machine like bile, forming pools around its feet. The liquified metal was smeared across the city street as Darktide wrestled for a foothold, finally finding one as its crashed its legs forcefully into the pavement, cratering it.
Shedding ruined metal and wires like dead skin, the mechanized monster whirled around and gave a powerful belch of hot plasma, scorching the culprit behind its ambush- a snickering Rustred- with a shot of its Hyper Nova Cannon. The ancient machine yelped as its degraded carapace was blasted apart, flaming shards of rust spraying from the sparking wound like flecks of charred flesh. The damaged face of the alien mech twisted in anger as it saw its torso breached by the blow, and its threw it arms towards Darktide in furious retort. The result of the angry motion could not be seen, but its could be felt. An invisible pulse that ripped through the air, a wave of pure force that the mech hurled like a javelin. Ben, recognizing the attack, boosted out of the way. The bolt of force, aimed for Darktide's chest, where it could spread and infect all of its programing, caught the shoulder of the machine instead. The pilot cursed. He was suddenly fighting for control over the afflicted area and down. Darktide began running a system diagnostic on itself, but Ben flipped it off. He already knew what was wrong.
That had been an AI Blast.
The left limb of his machine was now independent.
Rustred laughed as he watched the living arm of Darktide lift up and explore its new found freedom, flexing its finger and examining its hand open and close like a child might, but a harsh cry interrupted him as he viewed his work. The ancient one cast his glowing dot of an eye to the side, and the humanoid shape of Heidenreich was reflected in his lensed orb.
The Nazi war machine advanced with a low groan, raging treads tearing up the ground and spilling black earth from beneath its legs. A voice rang from the marching machine.
"That is my prey!"
Alder spoke in English, but a thick accent bled through in his anger. He was closing in on Rustred with his clawed arms raised high, intending to grapple the degraded machine and rip apart its aging plates personally, but RR wouldn't let him get any closer. With a lopsided grin, the old one rotated his body to face the other mech fully and gestured at Darktide in mock politeness. "Mind if I cut in?" hissed the old machine.
Without waiting for an answer, the crimson shell of rebellion unleashed his optical ray and chest beam simultaneously!
The pair of beam struck Heidenreich like a vertical one-two punch, caving in portions of his chest and abdomen at nearly the same time. The black armor plates of the war machine, crushed inwards by Darktide's monstrous slam, were ruptured with ease. Two tall spouts of green flames peeled from the robot as its inner circuitry caught fire. The long emerald flamethrowers pushed the machine down. With an animalistic groan, Heidenreich fell!
Alder roared in rage as his vessel cratered the paved earth. Rustred merely laughed, his dusty chortles piercing the heavens like a row of grating spears, voice splitting the air like a bolt of lightning or wave of particular heat. Meanwhile, a series of calculations ran through Ben's cockpit, totally untouchable to him, yet scrolling right before his eyes as if they were purposely put there by the rogue sections of his machine.
Fact: I now have partial control over my functions. Fact: This battle is pointless. The city holds no lifeforms to protect. Conclusion: I must attempt to exit this battle. Problem: I will not be allowed to leave until either my opponents or myself are defeated and/or disabled. Solution: Defeat opponents. Error: Too great of uncalculated damage allowed in the above scenario. Solution: Allow defeat. Error: Too great of uncalculated damage required in the above scenario. Solution: Disable opponents. Error: The above action would invoke retribution from the UCA. Solution: Disable self. Pilot: Brace yourself.
Ben slammed himself against the control of his vessel as the left shoulder- and the Ion Linear Cannon that mounted it- were angle down at the base of the machine, the barrel of the charged particle weapon aimed at Darktide's upper left thigh. The barrel of the energy gun hummed for a few second, its length glowing hotly, then a blinding white spear of agitated particles lanced out. The thin column of wrathful air pierced the leg of the self-warring machine and raked down, splitting the metal skin of the robot as easily as a knife parts butter. A long gash, from the very top of the thigh, through the joint of the knee, and scorching the top of the dinosaurian feet, was carved into Darktide. A few flashes of the beam could bee seen exiting the backside of the leg, the blast running clean through in several places. Slag dripped from every inch of the lengthy cut, and the heated metal curled back like a retracting membrane. Explosions rocked the interior of the dissected leg, flames and smoke spilled out of the gash like blood. The slit leg of the machine groaned and creaked, threatening to buckling into itself. The mech's weight was no longer supportable on the crippled leg without caution.
Its girth would hold, but not easily. Ben would need to tread carefully from now on.
Rustred cackled at the spectacle of self mutilation. "Damn! What'a cold mother!"
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Jun 13, 2013 9:27:35 GMT -5
24 hours, Dan.
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 13, 2013 23:41:30 GMT -5
((Woah woah woah!))
As Rustred laughed to himself about the situation at hand, he left himself unaware to the presence of the formidable Sheekh mech. Before the rusted machine even realized what awaited for him, the alien machine was struck by a barrage of plasma missiles, the sheer heat of the Sheekh mech's superheated weaponry causing the opposing mech's armor plating to melt into molten slag with staggering speed. The rusty machine turned around, his single eye locking itself with Ferrum's own cycloptic gaze, before the two moved towards each other, each one ready to engage in combat. Rustred grinded his lower jaw against his upper one, and Ferrum's optic sensor scanned Rustred almost religiously as it prepared to attack.
But The duel between the two machines of destruction would be stalled, as Ferrum was suddenly struck by an explosive arrow in the side by Red Arrow. The force of Red Arrow's explosive weapon caused the barrel-shaped mech to lose its footing, before tumble a few hundred meters to the side from the impact. The arrow did not fully penetrate the mech, and the explosion did little overall damage, but it was enough to disorient the alien war machine for a few moments. While Ferrum was confused, Red Arrow quickly pressed his offensive, firing two armor-piercing arrows at Ferrum as he got up. Ferrum acted fact, opening up his breaker shield ot intercept the deadly ranged attack. The arrows managed to pierce a considerable distance into the heavy steel and titanium alloy shield, but were unable pierce all the way through. Ferrum met this assault with a flurry of his own missiles, but Red Arrow was swift enough to evade all these attacks, and lunge forward for an attack of his own!
A heavy, mace-like gauntlet was aimed at Ferrum, who intercepted it with his massive breaker shield. Ferrum lashed out with his off hand, aiming to impale Red Arrow on his massive blade, but the lithe mech avoided the thrust, and lashed out with another punch, this tiem aimed for Ferrum's optic. This would prove to be a poor move, however, as he would instead get blasted at point blank range by a flurry of ballistic missiles, sending the much smaller mech flying backwards, before crashing into the ground in a smoking heap. Ferrum had little time to relax, however, as Rustred's clawed limbs and rust ripper came bearing down towards Ferrum. Like a paladin wielding his trusty shield, Ferrum blocked the incoming assaults, leaving Rustred to batter his blades helplessly against the massive wall of metal. As soon as the attacks came to an end, Ferrum shoved Rustred back with the shield, before delivering a vicious strike with his massive blade, cleaving into his opponent's chest and knocking him off of his feet. The mech's armor had been damaged by the blow, a massive gash being torn into the plating by the heavy, Sheekh-forged blade.
Ferrum soon withdrew his shield back into his arm and turned to face his next opponent: Hiedenreich, the Nazi war machine! Heidenreich fired towards of its Panzerfaust missiles at his opponent, forcing Ferrum to fire his own missiles to intercept them. A massive explosion occurred, obscuring both mech's from each other's views. However, Ferrum did not wait for the smoke to clear to press his offensive. Hopping through the smoke cloud like a steel-colored meteorite, Ferrum aimed his mace fist straight for Heidenreich's chest!.....
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Jun 20, 2013 13:10:40 GMT -5
24 hours, KK
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Post by The Merry Lambfish on Jun 21, 2013 2:00:34 GMT -5
The mace collided into the chest of the Nazi machine, leaving a sizeable dent in the thick armor. The squat machine turned to face the the oncoming Red Arrow, missiles at the ready.
The smaller mech leaped - the extendable legs acting like a pogo stick to give him extra propulsion - soaring over Ferrum Magnus. A volley of plasma blasts climbed up and over the barrel-shaped mech, blowing smoking craters into its bulky frame. Just before he landed, powerful jets from his back and feet caused Red Arrow to rocket away, spraying chunks of debris across the entire block. After gaining enough altitude, the mech spun around to observe the battle raging below.
Robert could see Darktide duking it out with his Nazi opponent. He could see Ferrum, recovering from his plasma cannons and setting his optics on the brawling duo. But where was-
Explosions rattled the machine as a green orb of energy smashed into his chest, threatening to topple Red Arrow out of the air. Robert could see a jagged form through the dense smoke, staring up at him from the ground.
Ah, there was Rustred!
The Red Arrow fired back in return, a blast arrow stabbing through the rubber-like coating of Rustred's right elbow. An explosion followed not a second after, easily tearing open the unarmored section and cracking rupturing the surrounding armor. His jets at full power, Red Arrow dived towards his rusted opponent. He passed only meters above RR's head, but before the machine revolutionist could attempt a counterattack, the crystal blade of Red Arrow's long cranial tentacle stabbed into his damaged throat! With the help of the smaller mech's momentum, Rustred was pulled to the ground, the impact creating a dangerous spray of rust shrapnel. The crystal still lodged into Rustred, Robert proceeded to drag his opponent though the city, his thrusters working at maximum power to compensate for the heavy load. Rustred thrashed in an attempt to free himself, the armor of his neck groaning and slowly warping from the stress. His struggles soon succeeded, and Red Arrow's crystal blade slipped free, allowing him to slowly slide to a stop.
Zipping back high into the sky, Red Arrow drew his bow again, this time aiming an armor piercing arrow towards Heidenreich's chest.
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Post by The Great MM on Jun 27, 2013 19:10:36 GMT -5
With beads of sweat mixed with a few droplets of blood rolling down the sides of his perfect face, the alternate Earth’s Nazi pilot bared his teeth as he squeezed the controls. His systems tracked the arrows as they fired and, with his keen reflexes and training skills, he intercepted the projectiles with his own machinegun’s. The arrows were shot out of the sky as Heidenreich stood up, body dented and sparking in various locations. The dark juggernaut groaned.
The ground around him shattered and cratered from the sudden impact of his panzerfausts launching. Red Arrow, that dastardly agile mech, leaped into the air mere milliseconds before the rounds struck, causing the streets to shoot upward in a great ball of fire. The machine came down like a demonic spider monkey…
Heidenreich stood ready…
The Nazi mech leapt, bringing one larger, tread-grinding foot up!
BOOM!
Red Arrow’s upper chest struck the foot, falling back as Heidenreich caught him with a devastating kick! The agile machine was slammed back-first, body pinned underneath Heidenreich’s leg as the treads sawed through his foe’s armor. Adler laughed manically in the cockpit, spitting curses and damning the machine…
Suddenly his back exploded outward as a series of blasts struck him! Slowly but surely, the Nazi’s leg lifted from his victim’s torso and he turned around. Standing a distance away, Darktide…
The draconic giant somehow came under the control of Ben once more, but the damage was still severe.
The Nazi chuckled, remembering the sight of the machine trying to destroy itself with its armaments. “Not strong enough to do it yourself, American dog?”
Ben’s response was equally as harsh, “I’ll never go without taking you out first, Nazi bastard.”
Adler Maynor grinned, “So be it!”
Both machines charged, weapons ready! Like two collided armies, they traded blows! Metallic claws and punches clang on different parts of bodies several times, neither able to topple the other. Darktide’s swung out, but the Nazi ducked down and then leapt, driving his knee into the underside of his archenemy. The blow caused Darktide to stagger back. Taking his chance, Adler fired point blank!
For, unbeknownst to Ben, as they met in combat, Adler was charging his most powerful weapon!
The Feurer von den Göttern fired louder than any thunder or volcano. A brilliant, fiery flash was followed by Darktide’s body launching off of its feet. It was carried back, the expanding distance between it and Heidenreich quickly overflowing with fire. The temperature, so intense, that pieces of Darktide directly touched by the beam began to melt into slag before he even touched the ground again. When he did, he was completely blanketed in flames…
Heidenreich’s alien-origined weapon ceased fire and loomed over his head… “Dead yet, scum?”
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Jul 5, 2013 18:36:29 GMT -5
24 hours, OR.
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