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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Mar 6, 2014 14:51:56 GMT -5
As the deadly sting of the great insect came down, Ranger's damaged tail flailed up like a wounded cobra to parry the blow. Singing her frustration to the world in a high, unearthly shriek, the Ghost of Fate lunged forward and attacked instead with her serrated raptorial limbs. The barbed hooks tore through metal like paper, peeling away armor from Ranger's already exposed chest. Despite the terrible injury that his beloved machine was enduring, Oscar smirked- the mean, satisfied smirk of a man who suddenly knew what to do.
"Yah think that yah doused my only flame?" asked the pilot with rage barred behind tranquility. The bars broke as anger pounded them with a bestial roar. "Think again!"
From the mouth of the great metal dragon, two plumes of fire! The twin flamethrowers washed across Marmuth's back like a gaseous tidal wave of infernal heat. The heavenly insect shrilled as layer upon layer of fuzzy skin and flesh was charred off. Fire, smoke, and ash boiled up from the back of the insect in equal amounts. Snapping its jaws shut and conserving what remained of the I.C. fuel supply, Ranger brought its good arm to bear and then slammed it down elbow-first into the scorched back of its foe. The massive impact extinguished the flames, but also blasted a crater into the brittle, charred body of the moth. Like a fatally wounded fighter plane, Marmuth began to plunge, but Oscar wrapped the plummeting bug in a two-armed grasp. The wings of the great insect tried to batter the mech, but they were folded tight against its body as Ranger squeezed the bug into stillness.
Oscar laughed harshly. "If yah think it's so fun to rip up mah machine, then have a taste o' this!"
Like a defiant mountain springing up from the bowels of the earth to spear the heavens, Ranger's knee came up!
Wham!
Marmuth screech in terrible suffering as her burnt, bruised face was smashed in by a grinding collision of cold flesh and metal- armor shell and exoskeleton.
Wham! Wham! Whump!
The knee of the metallic gladiator came up three more times, the first two blows landing with sickening wet crunches and the last with a greasy squelch. The noble features of the galactic guardian seemed to dissolve into gore as foul liquid leaked from the cracks in her fanged head. Ichor and ash masking her face nearly beyond recognition, Marmuth was dropped limp into the bog, her ruined body splashing down with only a few half hearted beats of her shredded wings.
"Ohkay now, let's put yah out o' yer misery."
Raising one clawed foot up, Ranger shifted all its weight forward and stomped down, aiming to crush the thorax of the bug completely...
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Mar 18, 2014 12:40:07 GMT -5
Once again, Marmuth's powerful mind lashed out. By reducing the amount of gravity pulling at Ranger's foot, it instead came down with much less force than it should have. With a push of her wings, Marmuth thrust herself up and forward, clipping Ranger's bust in-between her mantis paws. The damaged armor and circuitry was damaged even further as she tugged and pulled, as if attempting to behead the robot - the damage she had done was nearly doing so. After plunging her stinger deep into the robot's open back, she injected her Lunar Venom, before she fired her Corona Beam, the blast frying the machine as it heated the venom that had flowed in its circuits. With another flick of her mind, the Moonlight Moth tempered with gravity again, aiming to crush Ranger like a tin can...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Mar 20, 2014 20:30:40 GMT -5
Feeling the familiar strain of the atmosphere beginning to crush down on his machine, Oscar ignited his remaining booster and rocketed- slowly- into the sky. The metal dragon, weighed down by the moth's meticulous and powerful mind, lifted with increasing sluggishness, but its wobbly flight did manage to find it at an elevation above that of the moth's by the time that the increased gravity reached its climax and sent it barreling back down. With a wicked smile and an extended elbow, Oscar turned the tables on the bug by slamming into it with a bent arm! Its weight increased more than tenfold by the spike in gravity, Ranger tore through Marmuth with the blunt edge of its elbow, cutting into her shoulder and chest as if she were made of paper! As the moth slammed down into the murky water with a moan of pain, Ranger landed on two legs and erupted into a geyser of sparks.
Warnings lights flashed and sirens whirled in the cockpit of the mechanical gladiator, but Oscar ignored them to focus on stabilizing his machine. The increased gravity impact had been devastating, especially since it had been absorbed entirely by the legs, the armor around the calves crumpled and the main spinal bundle close to severed. The Scottish pilot within the warlike vehicle grunted, knowing that what he had done- choosing to attack instead of trying to avoid the blow- had been reckless, but he did not regret it. Every hit against his foe was one that it would fail to land later.
"That gravity trick is gettin' real old, bug," muttered the man distractedly as he struggled to keep his damaged machine upright. "So here's ah new trick to teach yah some innovation."
Even as Ranger staggered and trembled like a tower with its central structure harmed, the jaws of the helmeted machine parted and a churning aurora ray spilled out. The wavering ray of green slashed across Marmuth's wet back, flash steaming the moth and boiling the water around her. The ragged wings of the cosmic guardian slapped the water in distress. Observing the violent bubbling of the brown water around his foe with a smirk, Oscar prompted Ranger to take a step forward and stomp down on the head of the bug. The screaming moth was dunked into the boiled water like a medieval victim of torture, her cracked skin flaying and peeling away under the bubbling heat. The water around the head of the insect was dirtied by billows of yellow ichor and swirling masses of broken armor.
Keeping its foot planted firmly down, Ranger aimed to drown the Moonlight Moth in its own juices...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Mar 27, 2014 19:52:05 GMT -5
One more post, then I will call this.
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Mar 28, 2014 10:04:47 GMT -5
Ain't nobody got time fer dat!
Once again, gravity was tempered with - much to Oscar's annoyance. His annoyance mutated into distress, however, as after his foot became too light to pose an actual problem to Marmuth, allowing her to yank her head free and achieve flight once more, Ranger was being transported higher and higher into the atmosphere. Too light to be kept on Ujiak, he was soon brought into Marmuth's world - the cosmos.
"Yah did dat just tuh annoy me, didn't yah?!" accused Oscar as he fired a blast at the moth, who did nothing to avoid it beyond dropping some of her scales. Reflecting like mirrors, they sent a portion of the beam back at its owner. A white hole was forming in front of him, just besides Marmuth. Behind her, the moon shined, and the colors of the moth seemed brighter, if not slightly silvery. She was where she felt the most comfortable, now, around the forces which freely had control of...
... And also where she was at her most powerful.
From the white holes she had conjured, legions of small comets emerged like ants from a nest. They bombarded Ranger relentlessly, pulverizing more of his armor into bent and broken pieces, but also sending some of them drifting through the void. There was no noise to accompany the impacts... only the silence of an endless void Ranger could easily be left drifting into for eternity, and its master floating in it, keeping the robot in place.
Around Ranger, the area seemed to disappear. The few planets, stardust and stars were obscured, and the cause was soon apparent. The robot had been sucked into a small black hole, his body crushed and folded before he was spit out under Marmuth's command. He was sent racing towards Ujiak like a metallic meteor, plummeting in the atmosphere and crashing into the marshland waters. His armor had been more broken than before, crooked pieces stabbing into his own body and circuits and more simply falling off. Although she could have simply left the machine and her opponent drowning there, she preferred to lend a hand as she watched the robot weakly rising. Oscar was not only a capable fighter, but he was also a fellow hero. Marmuth was glad to have him in the ranks, and he had suffered enough damage at her hands. Fishing him out of the water and the crater he had formed, she placed him on the shores, as she installed herself on a tree branch to take a breather...
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Post by Tenshi the Sunkern on Mar 28, 2014 15:16:26 GMT -5
ATTENTION! THIS FIGHT IS OVER! THE WINNER IS MARMUTH! I REPEAT, THE WINNER IS MARMUTH! NOW RETURN TO YOU LIVING QUATERS AT ONCE!
OOC: A very close fight. Both fighters packed quite abit of firepower and rough each other up abit, but the intensity of those last few hits from Marmuth edged it into her favor. Otherwise, this would have been a draw. Both of you gave a splendid performance, and a very well done fight.
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Mar 30, 2014 5:23:24 GMT -5
Both the thunderous voice of the Announcer and the shrill, wailing, worried voice of Ranger assaulted Oscar as his machine laid broken and in ruin upon the muddy swamp bank, but both noises were lost upon the deaf ears of the pilot, who was barely lucid. The final attack brought down upon him by the moth had nearly knocked him unconscious outright and still threatened to do so, his battered head whirling and singing dimly. The pilot could not figure where he was, let alone why he was there. Blood ran down his forehead in thick streams, wetting the dried fluid that stuck dried there from his violent arrival. Slowly, the big Scottish man's head sunk until he was laid cold across the console of his machine, just as he had been before the start of the match.
And then, Oscar dreamed.
Its body ruined and its pilot lost to the world of the awake and aware, Ranger was spirited from the battlefield in a flash of light. It would be repaired and refurbished by the UCA in a time period brief enough so that it would make any Earth engineer downright jealous and Oscar would be healed before he woke. But what they could not do for him, not while he was asleep at least, was tell him just what sort of hell he had been dropped into.
He would need to wait until he woke to hear that.
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Post by OmegaBearBeast on Apr 3, 2014 11:27:52 GMT -5
The Omniscient disappeared, taken away by the UCA to be placed in her quarters. When the night came, the ceiling of her quarters seemed to open to let the night and moon drench Marmuth in it - but there was, actually, an invisible barrier preventing her from flying away. The wounds of the moth began to heal faster. After all, what better time to heal for her than the time of night?
Nice battle! Looks like I didn't need that grave after all.
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