Qualifying Match: Orion vs. Heidenreich

[The Great MM]

Qualifying Match for Robotica Championship 4-Way Match

Orion vs. Heidenreich

Ref: Soundwave

[Blerhwave]

Ploxtaintros

[Inferno Rodan]

The announcement of the start of the qualifying matches for the Robotica Championship had been given, and Kevin eagerly boarded Orion. The section of wall next to the mech’s station slides out, revealing its assorted armaments and ammunition. Kevin loads the guns and stores them on Orion’s shoulders, then attaches its Monomolecular Blades to their respective positions, and finally grabs some extra ammo clips and shotshells and attaches them to its hip armor. That taken care of, the weapon rack slides back into the wall and Orion walks over to the teleporter pad.

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A moment later, Orion appears in the snow-covered Arctic region. Kevin looks around at the white expanse.

“Well,” the young man says to himself as he grips the controls, “looks like we’re in for one hell of a snowball fight.”

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Assault Rifle: 5/5
Shotcannon: 15/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 10/10

[The Great MM]

Hidden speakers all around the pending battleground began to blast his theme. Then the skies split, spilling golden light along with the heavenly snow. In the beam of brilliance, the Nazi war machine came down. Heidenreich landed several hundred meters away from Orion, its ember-like eyes growing in intensity as if an alive, organic being.

Inside the cockpit, Adler Maynor smirked. The Nazi's voice came from the communications link shared by the giant titans. "Today's a good day for you to die, American." Heidenreich's colossal, alien weapon lifted from its back and loomed over its head like a hellish scorpion's tail, "I'm going to bury you alive."

[Blerhwave]

The unveiled loudspeaker roars over the clanking of mechanical joints, "j00 guys, fight!"

[Inferno Rodan]

“I suppose I should make a witty remark about cold days in hell and being able to fight real-life Nazis.” says the young pilot, mostly ignoring the threat. “But, eh.”

Orion reaches up and grabs both the Shotcannon and Assault Rifle off its shoulders, leveling both weapons at Heidenreich.

“I’m going to enjoy this, you obnoxious Kraut.”

The Nazi fires first, opening up with its Super Maschinenengewehr. Orion quickly rolls out of the way, avoiding the hail of bullets while responding in kind with a full-auto barrage from its Assault Rifle. The projectiles slam into Heidenreich’s heavily armored form in the torso, some of the rounds merely gouging the metal before ricocheting off. Many make it through, though, and leave small holes in their wake as they penetrate the metal plating and embed themselves in assorted inner-workings.

The black machine seems generally unfazed, however, and quickly retaliates with is Vier Lasers. This time Kevin can’t dodge in time, and his mech is struck. The green energy beams carve into the Imar mech’s armor on its left shoulder and leg. Orion strikes back with its Shotcannon, nailing Heidenreich in the stomach and tearing a hole in the armor. This time the Nazi mech can’t help but acknowledge the attack, stumbling back a step and ceasing its beams. Orion stands up, dropping its Assault Rifle to the snow-covered ground in the process. The weapon’s magazine is empty, and he doesn’t have time to put in a fresh one at the moment. He needs a free hand to work the pump of the Shotcannon, anyway.

“Heh.” says Kevin. “In all the excitement, I almost forgot. I’ve got a present for you, Adler. I put together a very special playlist just for this match.”

A moment later, music begins blasting over the comm into Heidenreich’s cockpit. The German reflexively covers his ears at first, having never heard... noise like this before.

“W-was ist das?!” the man exclaims in his native language.

“Das, my Nazi friend, is Rammstein.” says Kevin coolly. “Very popular German band from around the turn of the 21st century in my world. Their live shows were spectacular, though I never got to see them in person. Before my time, unfortunately.”

By now, the actual singing has started.

Warmer Körper (Warmer Körper)
heißes Kreuz (heißes Kreuz)
falsches Urteil (falsches Urteil)
kaltes Grab (kaltes Grab)

“Raaah!” roars the German, displeased as much by the so-called music itself as by the fact that a filthy American has the audacity to listen to songs from his great homeland. “ENOUGH!”

The alien weapon on Heidenreich’s back glows for a moment before discharging its Fuhrer Blitz, which Orion promptly dodges. The beam sweeps across the ground, vaporizing snow and ice. Again Orion returns fire with the Shotcannon, this time blasting the Nazi mech in the left leg just above the knee. The leg buckles, making Heidenreich stop firing and drop to one knee. At the same time, Orion pumps its Shotcannon to expel the spent shell and chamber a new round, but instead of firing again the mech reaches up with its free hand and grabs another gun off its left shoulder. Lowering the Shotcannon and aiming the strange, 3-pronged weapon at Heidenreich, Kevin prepares to introduce the mech to his Plasma Rifle.

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OOC: For translated lyrics to all the songs I'll be posting in this match, go here: herzeleid.com/en/lyrics

Assault Rifle: 4/5
Shotcannon: 13/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 10/10

[The Great MM]

The energized blasts of gas struck Heidenreich's mid-section, exploding into multi-colored balls of hellish fury. The German-born mech staggered back, but refused to fall. Inside the cockpit, Adler snarled. "Ich piss auf die Frau, die gebar Sie!" The robo-Nazi fired its Vier Lasers again. The thin beams of cutting power targeted the knees of Orion, quickly making the thick metal sizzle and hiss as the lasers cut through the joints. In no time at all, the huge gladiator collapsed to its knees.

Acting quickly, Heidenreich stormed forward with surprising speed and stride. When he reached the half-way mark, Adler activated his new tread-like feet. The ground underneath each step was ruined, turning into rubble by the grinding motion. Heidenreich lifted his right foot and…

WHAM!

The foot, tread grinding and all, collided with Orion’s face!

The heroic machine fell back, legs popping out from underneath him as the sudden impact pinned the head to the unforgiving ice. The grinding motion ruined the face of the monolith, ripping apart circuits and plate coverings. Inside Orion’s cockpit, countless alarms and sirens blasted the pilot’s senses. Literally standing on Orion’s face, Heidenreich stood proud as chunks of metal and circuitry fountained from each side of the foot.

Chuckling, Adler had to remind himself of what happened when he tried a similar tactic with the Hessian. He lifted the foot slowly, allowing ruined, twisted steel to fall from the treads and bounce across Orion’s newly disfigured, completely annihilated face!

Turning around, Heidenreich lifted its left leg. With the thunderous treads still grinding like mad, it came down on the right knee of his foe! The entire thing shook as the treads began to turn the armor plates into scrap, tearing through layer after layer of metal and devastating the limb. Grinding and stomping the foot as the tread ran high-speed, Adler vowed to cripple the American’s insulting weapon. Chunks of material flew in every direction every passing second as the knee was quickly turned inside out, the armor looking as if it had been put through a can opener and a garbage disposal.

Stepping away from the twitching limb, Heidenreich lifted the other leg and brought it down… aiming for the left knee…

[Inferno Rodan]

As Heidenreich’s foot slams down on the appendage, Orion’s arm comes up and fires its Shotcannon point-blank into the Nazi mech’s chest. Armor is rent and the mech stumbles back to maintain balance, allowing Orion to roll to its feet. The white machine lashes out with its leg in the process, sweeping the off-balance Nazi’s legs out from under it. As Heidenreich topples, Orion stands up, dropping its Shocannon to the ground and drawing its Monomolecular Sword. The black machine barely hits the ground before the blade is plunged into its torso, the weapon easily penetrating the armor plating and burying itself in the inner-workings.

The song has begun to reach its crescendo now, and Orion twists the blade in its opponent while straddling it and leaning in close to look its skull-like face right in the eyes.

Asche zu Asche
Asche zu Asche
“I won’t go down that easily.” Kevin says, his voice low and threatening, nearly downed out by the song which continues to hammer on.
und Staub zu Staub
zu Staub
zu Staub
zu Staub...

Heidenreich raises its arms, hands crackling with electricity, and attempts to grab onto Orion. The white mech again shows its agility and leaps high into the air to avoid the grab, tearing its blade out in the process and further widening the hole.

Orion lands in a crouch a few hundred meters “above” the prone Heidenreich, storing its sword as it stands up. The Imar mech turns around, aiming its Plasma Rifle at the other mech as it begins to get up as well. A blast of superheated plasma slams into Heidenreich’s back, scorching the metal and even causing some of the spikes on its tail to partially melt.

The first song has ended by now, and the second song begins, filling Adler’s ears with the sounds of marching feet. Orion fires its Plasma Rifle again, aiming for the same spot on Heidenreich’s back.

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Assault Rifle: 4/5
Shotcannon: 12/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 10/10

[The Great MM]

The plasma struck hits the center of Heidenreich’s back, making the war machine stumbled forward and nearly collapse. The Nazi-made mech quickly turned around, his machinegun firing rapidly! Orion’s entire front side erupted into sparks and shards of steel as the giant-sized bullets tore through it. Orion nearly fell back, but fought to remain on his feet.

“You will fall, just like your country!” Adler spat harshly in his cockpit as the alien weapon, looming over his head, fired again with precision aiming that struck Orion’s obliterated head! The American-made machine fell back instantly, upper torso engulfed in a hellfire of punishment.

The four cutter lasers fired again, striking the right elbow of Orion! The energy cut through the armor and innards in an attempt to make Orion fight with one hand…

[Inferno Rodan]

But Kevin isn’t about to let that happen, even if it would be immensely satisfying to watch the UCA weaponry unleash hell on Heidenreich in such an event. Orion rolls to its feet and starts running perpendicular to Heidenreich, just barely outpacing the lasers as they try to follow. He stores the Plasma Rifle on his shoulder as he continues to run, circling the other mech. After a few more seconds, he slings out one of his wrist wires, the magnetic tip attaching to the Shotcannon laying in the snow several hundred meters away. The wire is quickly retracted, bringing the weapon back into the mech’s hands. Suddenly, Orion skids to a halt and leaps backwards over the lasers, working the pump of the Shotcannon in the process. As soon as he lands, he fires the weapon, striking Heidenreich in the chest. The Nazi machine stumbles and cuts off its lasers, allowing Orion to fire another shot as it rushes forward. Another shell’s worth of monster-sized buckshot slams into the black machine’s torso, tearing yet another hole in its armor and making it stumble further.

After working the pump to chamber a new round, Orion reaches down and grabs the combat knife off its left hip while continuing to charge forward. Once close enough, it lashes out with the knife, carving a neat slice across the upper part of Heidenreich’s chest, just below its force field “helmet.” But the Nazi war machine is quick to retaliate, and lashes out with a vicious right hook to Orion’s upper left arm, denting the armor. The Imar mech spins with the blow, though, and in doing so brings its Shotcannon to bear once again, pressing the tip of the barrel up against Heidenreich’s stomach and preparing to unleash a point-blank shot...

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Assault Rifle: 4/5
Shotcannon: 10/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 10/10

[The Great MM]

The gun fired at point-blank range also, shredding armor like tin foil and causing the pride of Nazi Germany to stumble back. Inside the cockpit of the Nazi war machine, Adler gritted his teeth and silenced the speakers to cut off that horrid music. He squeezed the controls, causing Heidenreich to reach out, grabbing the barrel of the weapon and yanking Orion closer. Using his own agility, the black machine side stepped and quickly got behind his foe and wrapped both arms around the waist…

Then, with a show of power and skill expected from someone like Rosie…

Lifted Orion off his feet and launched him backward! Upon striking the ground, Orion’s mid-section sandwiched, armor plates breaking and shooting sparks, smoke, and circuitry while his gun flew from his hands. The American mech twitched as Heidenreich stood tall.

Taking a step forward, Heidenreich lifted his mighty foot and brought it down, the treads slamming into Orion’s chest! The armor was cut to shreds as the chainsaw-like treads burrowed deeper and deeper, exposing untold amounts of inner workings and skeletal structures of the machine. When he lifted his foot, a great, mushroom-shaped cloud of dark smoke drifted up past the Nazi.

Adler laughed, “I’ll give your friend your regards next time I see him!”

Firing the alien weaponry again, a beam of brilliance catapulted into the open chest and detonated, causing all four limbs of Orion to instantly stretch out, flames and smoke spew from its head, and a geyser of destruction to erupt from the wound! Pieces of metal and gears bounced off Heidenreich like hail, covering parts of his shiny build…

[Inferno Rodan]

Unfortunately for Adler, the smoke billowing from Orion obscures his vision slightly. Suddenly, the cloud of smoke is blasted apart by the Imar mech’s Plasma Rifle discharging. The blast of superheated, ionized gas is fired directly into the hole in Heidenreich’s stomach. The Nazi machine gets a taste of its own medicine as its innards are subjected to tens of thousands of degrees of temperature and a power surge is sent ripping though its body. Circuits and internal components that aren’t fused, melted, or outright vaporized are overloaded by the power surge and forced to temporarily shut down to prevent themselves from being destroyed as well.

As Heidenreich falls over backwards and limply hits the ground with smoke and sparks erupting from its enlarged stomach “wound,” Orion sits up and stores both of its guns, then picks up the knife it dropped to use its Plasma Rifle. As the white machine stands up, it stores the knife on its hip and draws its sword with its other hand. Lunging forward, it brings the blade down on the prone Heidenreich’s chest. The blade hits like a guillotine, cutting deep into the armor across the entire chest, only narrowly missing the Gatling gun. Orion rips the blade out with a shower of sparks and shriek of metal and attempts to bring it down again, but is interrupted by Heidenreich firing off its Vier Lasers. The cutting beams sweep across Orion, carving into armor before the mech can take evasive maneuvers and roll away.

Heidenreich sits up and starts to get to its feet, only to be struck in the back of the knee by Orion’s Shotcannon and dropped to the ground once again, this time on its front side. The Imar mech pounces on Heidenreich’s back a moment later, pinning the alien weapon against the black mech’s back with its left hand. Orion then raises its Monomolecular Sword and thrusts it downward, aiming to stab it deep into Heidenreich’s back.

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Assault Rifle: 4/5
Shotcannon: 9/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 10/10

[The Great MM]

The black machine’s body sprawled out as a mushroom cloud of smoke lifted up, obscuring Orion from view. However, as the lethal blade pulled out, the alien weapon turned around. The tip starred into the face of the American machine for all but a second before firing point blank! The damaged facial plate of the hero erupted into flames and smoke and catapulted him back once again! The entire area shook like an earthquake when he landed with a thud, a literal wall of dirt rising up and crashing down like water on rocks.

Adler rolled his machine onto its belly and pushed himself to a stance. Heidenreich began to move, sparks erupting from its various wounds.

“Sie gewinnen nicht, amerikanisch.” He spat in his native language, translating as “You will not win, American.”

Heidenreich stampeded forward on surprising speed and stride. Just as Orion was starting to recover, the Nazi’s foot slammed into its groin, weaponized treads spinning like Hell’s chainsaws once again! If Orion were biological, he’d be screaming in agony as the crotch was ripped apart, giving the machine a mechanical vagina as inner systems were ripped apart and the armor carved into a crevice.

As the leg pulled out, Adler chuckled at the sight. It wasn’t planned, but from the appearance of the damage, it really did appear as if he gave his opponent a true sex change!

As he walked around the side, he brought the revving foot down again… directly on Orion’s right hand! The machine began to try and pull away more so, but under Heidenreich’s weight, it was futile! The hand was torn to shreds, each side of the foot spitting chunks of armor and gears. Lifting the leg up a second later, the damage revealed was immense. Layer after layer of material gone by the treads. The internal, mechanical skeletal structure of the hand was now visible, and even that had been chipped away a bit…

Heidenreich spread his arms to the side as Adler laughed at his handiwork. “I’ll make this quick.” He spoke in plain English, readying to fire his machinegun into the badly damaged hand…

[Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual]

This thread is now the refforial territory of the Hayesman!

And he says three more posts each.

[Inferno Rodan]

But the ever-agile Orion backflips out of the way, the German’s rounds tearing into the snow and ice a fraction of a second later. The white mech leaps backwards again after completing its flip, putting more distance between them. The alien weapon on Heidenreich’s back glows before unleashing its energy beam again, but Orion leaps back a second time to avoid it. A massive explosion of steam erupts a moment later as the beam strikes the ice, blocking Adler’s view of the white machine.

Expecting his opponent to use the cover to launch a surprise attack like before, the Nazi quickly moves to the side, counting on the cloud to obscure the other machine’s vision as well. Suddenly, the cloud is blown apart and a massive chunk is ripped out of the side of Heidenreich’s lower torso, between where the top of the hip and the bottom of the ribs would be on a person.

BOOM!

The sound of the shot being fired comes a moment later, having traveled several times slower than the round itself. The impact of the massive round tearing through its armor nearly knocks Heidenreich over, but it just manages to stay up after stumbling. Inside Orion’s cockpit, Kevin smirks and adjusts his aim with the Sniper Rifle as he switches back to normal vision from infrared.

But as he lines up another shot, Heidenreich opens up with its machine gun again. Instantly, Orion is pelted with hundreds of rounds, forcing Kevin to drop the rifle and roll out of the way. As the mech rolls to its feet, it grabs the Shotcannon off its shoulder before dashing toward Heidenreich. The black mech turns, the stream of bullets sweeping toward Orion. But Orion fires its Shotcannon, striking Heidenreich’s force field “helmet” dead-on. It does no damage, but it’s enough to knock the Nazi off balance and stop it from bringing its machine gun to bear on Orion again. Another blast follows, keeping Heidenreich stumbling while Orion closes the distance. Working the pump to expel the cartridge from the magazine, the Imar mech leaps high into the air... and then throws the gun at Heidenreich. The black mech simply takes a step back and watches as the gun crashes to the ground at its feet, kicking up a puff of snow. Inside the cockpit, Adler smirks.

“Out of ammo, Americ-“

Adler doesn’t get to finish his question, as he looks back up just in time to see Orion coming back down like a meteor, Monomolecular sword gripped in both hands and raised over its head. He doesn’t even have time to react as the white mech comes down, swinging the sword down as well. The blade connects with the Nazi war machine’s right shoulder, between its Panzerfaust cannon and the force field. Heidenreich’s arm is nearly severed as the blade cleaves deeper than its own width into the mech’s body.

By now, Kevin figures Adler has shut off the incoming comm to silence the music, so with the press of a button he switches the audio to his mech’s external speakers. Adler’s ears are immediately assaulted by the chorus of Mann gegen Mann, the song at about its halfway point by now. Then, still holding onto the handle of the blade with one hand, Orion reaches down and picks up its Shotcannon from the ground, pressing the barrel up against the dead center of Heidenreich’s chest.

“Nope.” says Kevin with a grin as his voice is projected by the speakers along with the music. “One round left in the magazine.”

With a pull of the trigger, Heidenreich is blasted point-blank. The black machine is blown backwards, a large hole in its chest which spews smoke and sparks. At the same time, Orion yanks its sword back, ripping it out of the Nazi mech with a shriek of metal and shower of sparks.

As Heidenreich stumbles back, on the verge of toppling over, Orion stores its Shotcannon and lunges forward, swinging its sword at its enemy again.

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*Note: the Shotcannon’s magazine is now empty, so from now on a shell will have to be loaded manually before it can be fired.

Assault Rifle: 4/5
Shotcannon: 6/15
Grenade: 5/5
SCMITR: 5/5
Sniper Rifle: 9/10