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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 4, 2012 19:47:49 GMT -5
Erebus, the KAA machine of kaiju destruction vs. Pouh-Wung, bad attitude and delinquent tendencies incarnate Ref: Sizzle a la dizzle
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Post by Blerhwave on Jun 4, 2012 19:49:05 GMT -5
pshht you know i gaht dis
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 4, 2012 20:18:49 GMT -5
It was the first time the mech had seen combat outside of its homeworld.
Charles cuatiously grasped his controls within the cockpit of the mech. It felt odd grasping the controls of his trusted machine again after so long. He hadn't ridden in this machine since the battle against Thanatos... yet here he was, called upon by this "UCA" to fight this monster named "Pouh-Wung". Charles' train of thought was broken when a voice came in over the intercom.
"Are you ready, Mr. Ombrage?"
"Yes," Charles replied.
"Good."
Suddenly, the whole mech was engulfed in a blinding light, as the two began their journey to their arena...
It was an odd sensation, teleportation was. It was his first time, and, suffice to say, it felt like a nightmare. But the odd sensation was soon overcame with bluntness and surprise. He appeared to have been wisked away to a volcanic arena of some kind. Great- just what he needed, some heat to make this fight even more difficult than it needed to be. Soon, Charles commanded Erebus to draw his Daikatana. It was time to fight, and the pilot wouldn't let himself get caught offguard without his mech's trademark weapon...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 4, 2012 22:13:41 GMT -5
A second pillar of brilliance pierced the hellish landscape, and Pouh-Wung stepped forward, his claws clenching and his fanged maw pulled into a cocky grip. He was still sore at those UCA bitches for saying that he lost against the ruby lion, 'cause that was a load of shit, but damned if they didn't deliver. Not even twenty-four hours and he was set for another fight! The slender being chuckled darkly, slitted eyes scanning. He wondered who he was bashing today. The beast's smirk curled into a scowl.
What the fuck? Here again?
After a few quick glances to make sure the crystalline ham wasn't anywhere in sight, Pouh snorted, arms finding his chest in a moody crossing. Real imaginative, this UCA. Same place. They might as well have sent him back to finish off the showboat while they were at it. They they would see who the real winner was.
There was a mechanical hiss of a moving machine, and the bastard child of Earth glared up to find an enormous blade pointed at him, Erebus standing sternly behind the grand sword.
The predatory grin of the Punk King returned nastier than ever as Pouh took in the machine. A samurai, eh? The dragon-like brute snickered. He had seen a lot of the little ones in his day, but never a big one like this. The oversized warrior's armor as odd as well, almost as if it was part of him. Weird. Pouh angled his long, gnarled jaws up in a sneer. Oh well, he wasn't picky about whose face he kicked in. Besides, he always thought the little ones were too stuck up, so this big one was probably the same. They had their precious 'honor.' Pouh spat at the very idea, and then showed every one of his yellow teeth in a grin.
It was time to stick his foot up the ass of the stuck-up.
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Post by Blerhwave on Jun 5, 2012 10:34:20 GMT -5
m, F!!
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 6, 2012 22:19:54 GMT -5
As soon as the Announcer rocked the fiery region with the thunder of his voice, Pouh-Wung slammed the earth with a twin set of geokinetically enchanced stomps and went flying with a roar of his own. With a grin, the ex-hero swung both his legs out like a pair of battering rams, the sturdy limbs aimed from Erebus's breastplate.
Within the cockpit of the mighty mechanical warrior, Charles was caught off guard. The beast, although quite thin and lean in look, had surprised him with the great bound. He had never expected such athleticism from a reptilian creature! But the skilled pilot wasn't given this job for being slow-witted. With a silvery flash, Charles lashed out with his DaiKatana. Pouh, no dull beast himself, saw this and quickly raised an arm to absorb the blow with the extended instead of his throat or face. As the razor-edged blade sliced into the draconic being's forearm, Pouh-Wung kicked forward both feet and hammered them into Erebus's chest. The machine was sent hurling away as if launched from a cannon, the armor across his chest dented and damaged. As the anti-kaiju weapon crashed back into the jagged earth some distance away, ashy clouds billowing from beneath its shoulders, Pouh was reintroduced to solid ground as well, the dragon-like brute stumbling as he landed. The bastard child of Earth gripped his arm with a pained hiss, blood dripping from his tight grip. There was a deep gash in his forearm, courtesy of the DaiKatana. It ached fiercely, though the sheer cleanness of the cut soon dulled burning into stinging. The Punk King snorted, a hostile chill in his breath. So the samurai had a bite, huh? The crested head of the delinquent beast reared with a roar.
So did he!
With a howl somewhere between a predatory bellow and the scream of rock star, Pouh-Wung lunged for Erebus.
The machine reacted swiftly, sidestepping as Pouh came crashing down feet-first and swinging the DaiKatana to lop off his head. The blade was caught through, grasped in the spiked knuckles of Pouh-Wung. With a smirk, the fallen child of Earth pushed the blade down, and Erebus's firm hold on it forced the robot to followed. Snickering from between bared teeth, Pouh cocked a fist back and guided it square into the side of the machine's head. Erebus was sent sprawling, the helmet-like armor that shielded his synthetic skull cratered. Ignoring the deep cut in his palm, Pouh-Wung pounced atop the fallen machine and heaved him up, the humanoid craft hoisted high above the brute's head. Pouh uttered a roar, the cry like the buzz of a chainsaw, and he flung Erebus down. The machine shattered volcanic stone as he smashed into the ground, his armor sacrificing some of its fortitude to break solid rock and soil. Within the cockpit, Charkles huffed, badly dizzied, but still conscious and ready to fight back.
Pouh-Wung hopped up with a scream like laughter, and a foot thrust out to catch Erebus's throat as he came back down...
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 8, 2012 0:31:25 GMT -5
As Pouh came down towards Erebus, the machine lying flat on his back, DaiKatana still tightly grasped in one of his hands, the pilot of the mech was unable to react due to his grogginess from the impact. Pouh's foot slammed down onto the kaiju killing machine, creating a slight dent in the machine's neck armor. The mech groaned, the armor resisting the powerful blow, but still struggling to hold back the lithe brute's powerful blow. Charles grunted, soon regaining his barrings as Pouh let out a high-[itching squeal of joy. This creature wanted to play rough? He could play rough, alright...
Pouh soon whirled himself around, his tail swinging down towards the downed mech's form. Acting fast, Erebus rolled out of the way, causing the mighty weapon to miss, as Erebus pushed up to his feet. Before Pouh could swing his tail back up for a second attack, Erebus stabbed his blade down toward the tail. The massive blade soon tore its way through flesh and bone, piercing the other side of the appendage, pinning the body part to the floor. Pouh cried out in pain, but Erebus wasn't done yet. With surprising speed, Erebus delivered a vicious roundhouse kick to the back of Pouh's head, flooring the bastard child of the earth with an eruption of ash and dirt.
Charles smirked before he commanded Erebus to pull the blade out of Pouh's tail. But the creature acted fast. Pouh rolled to his feet, and lunged forward, claws ready to strike. Thinking fast, Erebus put his blade in a defensive stance, as the two were soon locked in a duel for control. Pouh's hands locked around Erebus' blade's guard, keeping him safe from the deadly-sharp sword. Erebus wrestled with the monster, struggling to wrench his weapon free from Pouh's grasp. Thinking fast, Charles commanded Erebus to fire his main ranged weapons: Bunker Buster Missiles. Suddenly, twin panels open up on Erebus' shoulders, perplexing Pouh for a moment, before twin Bunker Busters fired out at the Lung.
Pouh could only howl in pain as the weapons tore into his hide, before violently detonating within his body. A violent eruption of blood and tissue erupted from Pouh's shoulders, twin craters being left in the wake of the explosions. Pouh's musculature was visible from the blast, and bits of his shoulder-blade could be seen peeking out from the ravaged remains of his shoulders. Erebus soon kicked the ravaged beast off of itself, the machine splattered with blood and gore from the close-ranged explosion, before Erebus prepped his Inferno missiles, firing them at the downed monster, aiming to burn this creature alive...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 10, 2012 1:30:33 GMT -5
Like compact seeds of Hell, the missiles struck, and a fireball bloomed from each one, the blanket of blasts wrapping Pouh in a thick sheet of flames. The downed dragon-like being howled. Within the cockpit of the mighty Erebus, Charles pumped a fist, and a triumphant hiss of "Yes!" came from his split lips. The stuff covering his foe was napalm, and it would not go out easily. But the pilot would not celebrate long, for Pouh-Wung soon rose, and he did not seem to be hindered. In fact, he seemed to be invigorated. His slender form was wreathed in fire and smoke, but there was a gleam in his dark eyes and a smirk present on his knobby jaws. Pain might paralyze other beasts as they were set ablaze, but not Pouh. As a thrower of fire himself, he was resistant to even the highest of temperatures, as well as the lowest. The flames that licked hungrily at his hide were no more uncomfortable to him than a thick coat on a hot day. There were several bleeding gouges in his front though, courtesy of the fire-spewing explosions themselves. Pouh snarled, the sound more one of excitement than of anger. So the samurai could play. It was a strange thing, and it confused the ex-hero- a beast that had never experienced a machine before, who didn't even have a concept of such technology- but it could fight.
And that was all that mattered.
Charles growled as the thing before him bellowed a challenge. Pouh smashed two spiked first together, and a wave of fire flew from the mighty thud! of his knuckles colliding. The kaiju killer and the brawler stood in a standoff for a moment, Pouh clutching his claws and Erebus tightening his grip on the DaiKatana. Then Pouh-Wung sprung forward with a roar, and he cratered the volcanic earth with his feet, about two hundred meter in front of his mechanical foe. The rock trembled for a moment, and then two great boulders ripped up, teased forth by Pouh's terrakinesis. The Punk King laughed out a choppy bellow, and then the brutish fighter smashed a first into each rock, the flames that coated his claws leaping to the boulders and launching them like rockets. Erebus reacted as swiftly as the noble warrior that he was modeled after, his silver blade becoming a shimmering blur as he sliced one of the fiery projectiles clean in half, the two crumbling pieces flying harmlessly around him. The second smashed into his shoulder though, and the war machine was thrown back with cratered armor and an arc of burning sparks. His limbs jerking and twitching, the damaged mech spun into the air, thrown clean off his feet by the impact, a spiral of sparks ringing him, and collapsed on his front.
With a roar that rolled like thunder, Pouh-Wung pounced after the robot.
Charles yelled as his monstrous vehicle was suddenly yanked up, gripped by horns on its helmet. Lifting the shorter giant off his feet, Pouh planted a fist in the machine's 'gut' with a hacking laugh that slung spittle, and Erebus was doubled over by the force. The spikes that sprouted from the fallen guardian's knuckles had punched into the robot, putting great holes in its armor and piercing the wiring within. Spasms traveled up the machine, sparks falling from its 'wounds' like blood. Pouh twisted his clenched first, and his spiked knuckles tore through more armor, peeling up metal in jagged flaps and ragged strips. Erebus groaned in protest, almost like the pained cry of a living creature. That was what Pouh assumed, for he straightening with a mocking snort and then wheeled with the speed of lightning. Erebus was hurled straight into a shallow pool of lava, his battered front splashing into the molten rock and slamming into the rocky bottom. Flames spread to the machine instantly as armor and wires melted and burned, smoke billowing from the mech in thick column. Slag dripped from the machine as it struggled weakly, movements slowed by the damage it had taken along with the weight of the molten material that cover it. With in the kaiju killer, Charles swore. He was in trouble!
Scoffing with disgust, Pouh-Wung strode towards the machine. Pathetic.
Charles was thrown forward as his machine was violently lifted up by its horns again, and the pilot looked up to glare at the great slitted eyes of Pou-Wung, the black-purple orbs staring into the cockpit. Rearing his head back, the lung inhaled deeply, thin chest expanding as he sucked in air. The black sac of the former hero's throat expanded, and a chill possessed the air around his open maw. Long, ugly jaws thrown forward, towards the damaged chest of Erebus, the bastard child of Earth breathed a frosty gust towards the exposed wires visible there...
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 16, 2012 22:40:22 GMT -5
Charles was in a tight spot. With the blast of wind, and Erebus' prone position, the pilot was hard-pressed to think of what to do. Acting fast, he activated Erebus' last ditch defense system: the MK-I energy shields. Erebus became surrounded in a royal purple aura, the shields engulfing the mech from head to toe. The icy blast pelted the shielding, but did nothing but waste Pouh's time. Angered, the former protector of his world decided to take a more direct approach to destroying the inferior machine. Erebus acted quick, rolling up onto his feet, blade clutched tightly in his hands.
Pouh struck fast and ferociously with his tail. The blow struck the side of Erebus' head, rattling the mech's entire structure and nearly making it topple over. Charles, luckily, managed to regain control shortly after. As Pouh aimed for a second strike, Erebus responded with a brutal sucker punch. The force of the blow knocked Pouh off balance. Seizing the opportunity, Erebus lunged forward, blade swinging in an arc downwards. Pouh sees this coming, and actually manages to maneuver out of the way. Countering, Pouh aims to slug Erebus right in the weakened chest armor, but the mech and its pilot have other plans. Using his off hand, Erebus catches the punch, before he pulls the Lung closer, knees him in the stomach (knocking the wind out of him in the process), before he was elbow dropped in the back of the neck.
The dragon was floored, stunned briefly from the powerful blow to his gut and the back of his head. Seizing the opportunity, Erebus thrust his blade down towards the downed dragon. Much to his surprise, however, Pouh managed to roll away from the blow, and immediately countered with his tail as he rose. Acting fast, Erebus batted the tail aside with his forearm and slashed his blade across Pouh's body. The blade cut across his rotated body, cleaving into his wounded shoulder and slicing into his torso, leaving a long bloody cut all along the front of his body. Pouh howled in pain, stumbling backwards as cold metal sliced its way effortlessly through his hide, cutting into his innards and leaving his body oozing blood. To finish up, Erebus fired twin Bunker Buster missiles at Pouh, planning to inflict even further damage to him...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 20, 2012 12:13:34 GMT -5
The two piercing projectiles tore a path of destruction towards Pouh, bound to detonate in his vulnerable innards, but the lung wouldn't sit back and let that happen. Leaping forward with a furious howl, the Punk King summoned a wave of fire with his right arm. The twin missile bloomed midair into a great flower of flames and smoke, the destructive blossom forcing Erebus back a few steps. While the machine shielded his optical sensory, Pouh charged through the smoke like some savage war god and slammed into the machine. The corrupted hero drew back his left arm, and water swelled from beneath the rubbery hide, a liquid gantlet. With an arctic blast from the laughing maw of the lung, the watery boxing glow was frozen, cocked back, and then hammered into Erebus like a frosted thunderbolt. The kaiju killer staggered with a metallic groan, its face plate smashed in and sparks falling from his dark visor like molten tears. Sparking and smoking in a fit of failing machinery, the mighty robot stumbled back like a man shot in the gut.
Pouh-Wung could only cackle at the sight.
Pouncing at the machine, the predator of kicks and laughs cratered the earth with his girth and spun on a spurred heel, his long whip-like tail thrown at Erebus with a fierce vortex of air around it. From the furred tail tip leapt a twister, and the vicious column of air tugged and tore at Charles and his monstrous vehicle. The robotic warrior stabbed his DaiKatana deep into the jagged soil, trying to anchor himself to the ground. It was no use though, and the KAA machine was lifted up and away, his trademark blade left behind. Up into the heavens Erebus twirled and twisted, his metallic form spinning wildly. Charles, flung about in the cockpit, could only curse and try to keep himself from vomiting.
Then the whirlwind died, and the machine plunged.
Erebus plummeted like a stone, eating up hundreds of meters in only a few seconds as it fell, its great size only making it a better victim for gravity. Although a impact against flat stone would have been devastating enough, the machine was instead skewered on a spire of rock summoned by a stomp of Pouh's feet, the pointed tower of earth punching deep into its back. Metal exploded into outraged screeching, and sparks spread from the bloodless 'wound' like a starburst. Pouh-Wung laughed, a choppy bellow spilling from his yawning jaws, but he wouldn't chortle for long. Although his machine twitched and sputtered, damaged wiring struggling to divert power, Charles managed to level an arm with Pouh's laughing head. Within his staked machine, the ace pilot smirked.
Round after round of hot plasma bolts detonated into the fallen hero's skull.
Pouh-Wung was driven back as the MK-II mercilessly assaulted his gnarled head, blood and bits of flesh flying from the gaunt skull. Unhindered by pain, Erebus flipped itself from the stone spike, only stumbling once on a puddle of his own oil, and seized his sword, pulling it from the volcanic soil like Arthur from the stone. The mechanized samurai whirled, blade cutting through the air with a low whistle, and Charles gave a great cry from within his deadly machine.
The blade was caught on the spiked knuckles of Pouh-Wung.
Grinning his hunter's grin, the lung grasped the sword and hauled the shorter giant up, his leg raising as well. With a joyous snarl, Pouh planted his foot into Erebus's crotch, the force of the crude nut-shot bending metal. Although Erebus's joints strained and groaned as the robot was stretched out, it made no sounds to indicate the agony that this sort of torture usually produced. Pouh's smile dropped, and he pushed hard. Erebus left the ground and dangled in the air, stretched between his foe's fist and foot, wrist sparking and crotch cratering. Frustrated that he could raise no pained bellow, Pouh wheeled with his own piercing cry, the Punk King hurling Erebus towards the stone spike he had come down on earlier...
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Post by GI Jho on Jun 27, 2012 22:33:16 GMT -5
Much to Pouh's surpise, however, flames soon fired out from the mech's feet, greatly slowing the dragon's throw. Erebus managed to slow to a stop just before impact with the spike, sparing Erebus of any further damage to his torso. Charles, hidden behind Erebus' thick black visor, smirked. Pouh seemed quite angered by this, and came towards the mech, ready to attack. Acting fast, Erebus launched forward, rocket thrusters pushing the samurai-esque mech forward towards the dragon, as he charged up a blast of flame. Just as the flames were wrought upon Erebus, engulfing the machine in a ball of fire, the mech slammed into it shoulder first.
The dragon was soon dragged along for a terrifying joy ride, the serpentine brute soon being paunched away from Erebus with a powerful kick to the stomach, the rockets of Erebus' foot blazing against Pouh's fire resilient hide, before he was sent rolling across the floor, soon skidding to a stop. Erebus landed before the arrogant dragon, who had just as quickly hopped up onto his feet. Heavy damage had been caused to the KAA kaiju killing machine, but he could still fight.
Erebus swung his blade down one handed, aiming to slice into Pouh's wounded torso. Acting quick, pouh raised one of his fists, the sword soon getting locked in one of the lung's knuckle spikes. The foul beast launched a punch towards Erebus, but the mech caught the punch with his off hand, the spikes managing to pierce some of thick armor plating on the hands. Before Pouh could do any damage with his big crest of his, Erebus soon delivered a fierce kick to Pouh's groin. A surprising squeal of pain exited Pouh's maw the dragon collapsing in pain from the low blow. Pouh shot a death glare at the mech, now REALLY wanting to see it destroyed.
But Erebus was having none of that. Before Pouh could rise, a razor sharp blade suddenly pierced Pouh's gut, the blade going right into the dragon and pinning it to the floor. Pouh coughed, visibly and audibly in pain. Though Charles didn't want to admit it, he always hated having to kill these creatures; to see them suffer like so was quite distressing. But, he had to do what he had to do. Leaving the blade inside the hapless dragon, Erebus soon raised a foot and brought it down towards Pouh's head...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jun 30, 2012 12:48:41 GMT -5
As the metallic foot stomped down, Pouh's gnarled head reared up. Launched by his serpentine body like some elastic catapult, the knobby skull cracked into the machine's torso like a fanged cannonball, sparks and shrapnel flying from the impact like fireworks. Erebus rocked back violently, his 'stomach' cratered like struck tin foil, but the kaiju killer's foot manged to catch the hilt of the DaiKatana. The wickedly sharp blade was jerked up, slicing through leathery hide and soft tissue alike. As blood bubbled from his midsection in a broad line, Pouh-Wung howled in outrage and snatched the blade from his body. Holding the DaiKatana by the blade and slicing open his palm, the angered lung lashed out. The massive sword flashed across the chest of his metal foe, a clean cut made across the entire torso without so much of a spark. Flinging the blade away carelessly, Pouh followed up immediately with a swift kick to this flawless gash, and the 'wound' crushed in, razor edges punching through wires and interior structures like a steel tow boot chomping through the toes it was meant to protect. Not a second later, Pouh rose up on his thin tail and threw out both feet, twin blows like gunshots sending Erebus off his feet and to the ground back-first. The back of his head split open by the collision, Charles cursed bitterly. All three assaults had occurred within a single moment, a kaiju-sized one-two punch plus slash.
With his opponent down for the moment, Pouh grinned and tread backwards, moving five hundred meters from his metal foe at least. The lithe brute cackled. A joyous light of no benevolence danced in his dark eyes.
He would need the room for this next move.
As Erebus rose, his pilot pissed and bleeding inside, Pouh-Wung took off as if the machine set off a starting gun. Faster and faster the Punk King ran, gaining momentum as he pumped both arms and legs. Closing in on his samurai-like opponent, the bastard child of Earth shattered the ground with a kick and went flying, making an enormous leap. Pouh's jaws drew back briefly, a smirk appearing on his beaded lips as he soared towards Erebus, and then the dangerous mug came snapping back like Pouh was some deadly bobblehead. The crested muzzle slammed into the top of Erebus's head like an irregular jackhammer, metal screeching and sparks leaping. A great gout of oil spilled from the synthetic skull like blood, and Erebus collapsed backwards with the groan of failing alloy. As the machine hit the ground and ash curled up in a thick plume, Pouh leaned back and laughed, his cackling long and spirited.
The infamous 'Headbang Headbutt' never got old for the brutish lung.
Elemental powers stirring, Pouh wheeled around and threw his slender tail at the fallen war machine. A twister raged around the bristled tail like a sleeve, and the savage winds threatened to pick the robot up and hurl him like a well worn toy...
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Post by GI Jho on Jul 10, 2012 22:01:43 GMT -5
Erebus' frame began to rise up off of the ground. The nightmarish winds howled in the volcanic hellhole, ashes and obsidian buffeting the human machine's heavy steel plating. The blackened mech, shadowy visor blank and empty, soon sprung into action as its form began to slowly rise up. Fighting the winds as he began to be thrown aside, the mech's thrusters activated, twin jets of flame firing from the soles of Erebus' boots. With lightning quick speed, Erebus shot out from his foe's blustery assault, before Erebus shot towards his foe like a meteor.
Pouh, acting fast, braced himself for impact just as Erebus collided with him. Pouh grabbed onto Erebus, claws raking against steel, before he leaned backwards, causing the man-made kaiju killing machine to flip overhead and slam back first into the floor. Chuckling maliciously, Pouh flipped back to his feet, aiming to slam his tonnage back down onto Erebus' wounded chest. But this would not be so. Before the monster could execute his stomp attack, the humans mech grabbed both his feet, joints screeching and metal plates groaning, before the machine flipped the dragon of himself, sending the lung back first onto the hard, spiky, volcanic floor.
Erebus stumbled to his feet, battered and mangled, but not out for the count yet. Pouh followed suit, circling cautiously now. Within Erebus' cockpit, Charles Ombrage glanced to his mech's blade, lying flat on the floor, and shot his eyes back to Pouh, who was slowly inching closer. Charles soon shot Erebus into action, the mangled panel on Erebus chest shooting open, before the mech lunged forward, grappling the surprised Pouh with his robotic fingers.The dragon seemed irritated, yet somewhat fearful of what was going to occur next. Charles smirked, before he spoke, as if in response to his foe's expression.
"You want to play rough? I'll show you something rough..."
Suddenly, a thundering explosion rocked Pouh's form, as a point-blank firing of Erebus' Umbra Cannon ravaged his chest and upper torso. The explosion knocked Erebus back as he let go of Pouh when the explosion occured, but Pouh suffered far grater: he was sent flying hundreds of meters back, colliding back first with a large obsidian structure. His upper chest had much of its flesh blown clean off, the glistening of Pouh's musculature shining in the volcanic light. Charles chuckled, rubbing his bleeding temple to relieve some of its pain, before he fired twin Bunker Buster Missiles towards a downed Pouh...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Jul 15, 2012 17:51:08 GMT -5
Throwing his weight to the right, Pouh rolled his serpentine length on its side. One of the mighty missiles erupted against bare rock and ash, a dark cloud billowing up from besides the Punk King. The other entered Pouh's body just beneath the armpit and detonated. The lithe brute howled as steaming chunks of his leathery chest flew and blood created a red circle for a dozen meters. Launching his snake-like body to its spurred feet, Pouh-Wung snarled in hatred. Glaring at Erebus like his oldest, most bitter of rivals, the bastard child of Earth allowed his gaze to be consumed by blackness. Tail- the thin appendage encased in a fierce twister- arching over his head like a scorpion's stinger, Pouh leaned his long jaws forward and unleashed an arctic bellow that boomed like thunder. Sub-zero mist was breathed into the funnel of vicious wind.
Like a frigid machine gum, dozens of ice shards were launched like bullets!
Erebus spat sparks and oil as he was pierced over and over, his already shredded front laced with jagged punctures. Stained water flowing from the ragged metallic 'wounds', the KAA killer struggled to remain standing. With a chainsaw-like cackle of glee, Pouh pounced forward, tail thrust at the robot like a spear. Tipped by a razor-point of ice, the tail punched clean through Erebus's chest and into his vulnerable insides. Wires and tubes were thrashed as Pouh whirled around and slammed the war machine down again and again in a mad fit of violence. Erebus sparked and sputtered with each brutal impact, his power supple flickering like fading life support. Within the deadly vehicle, Charles howled, his soft pink form tossed about carelessly and smeared with blood.
With a final joyous crow, Pouh-Wung spun on a heel and hurled Erebus like a limp child's toy...
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Post by GI Jho on Jul 20, 2012 13:13:22 GMT -5
"NO!" Charles cried as he mech was flung like a rag doll across the volcanic wasteland. A crash was heard, and felt, when the mech collided with the flaming hot ground, a plume of ash and debris being sent up from the crater where Erebus had landed. Metal was crushed and dented, wires were snapped, and oil and hydraulic fluids shot out of the mech akin to fountains of blood. Charles was nearly knocked out from the impact, the pilot struggling to stay conscious.
Pouh let out a chuckle, before he broke out into an evil laugh. Stupid mech! Damn thing stood no chance against him in the first place. But, what was this? the mechanical warrior was rising? Pouh would not let this be so! Like god of war, Pouh let out a roar before he powered towards Erebus, evidently not amused. AS Pouh came bearing down on him, Erebus fired two bunker buster missiles right into his foe's weakened chest flesh and some of the exposed musculature. What was once a howl of rage and bloodlust warped into a scream of pain and anguish. A cloud of blood and gore obscured the damage done from Erebus and his pilot at first, the two simply seeing the dragon collapse to the floor with a smoking hole in his chest. But soon, the damage was apparent.
Even more of the dragon's musculature has been blown away by the Bunker Buster missiles, leaving a deep, cavernous crater in his chest. Pouh groaned, struggling to rise to his feet from the grievous damage, but Erebus wasn't quite done yet. Approaching the gravely damaged dragon, the KAA mech delivered a brutal kick in the open cavity, eliciting another cry of pain from Pouh, the dragon letting out a cough of blood as he struggled to his feet.Charles huffed, calling hi angered an understatement, before he had Erebus kick the dragon back onto its side. Erebus then stepped off to find his sword.
Pouh growled, catching his breath and focusing his strength to get back up. Fighting through the pain, Pouh leaped to his feet, trying his best to ignore the massive crater in his chest. As soon as Erebus had picked up his sword, Pouh had lunged at him. Charles cursed under his breath. He thought he'd been finished with this beast! What kind of drugs did they give this monster that allowed it to keep fighting?! Nevertheless, Charles reacted accordingly the Pouh's attack. As the Asian lung descended upon him, Erebus swung his blade, aiming to slice through the dragon once more...
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