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Post by The Great MM on Nov 18, 2012 22:28:05 GMT -5
The high-tech blade collided with Heidenreich’s chest with a beautiful display of sparks and smoke. The Nazi backed away, the wound hissing and spitting steam. Orion took another step forward, ready to carve up the anti-American machine. As the blade swung away, Heidenreich side-stepped and swung out with a quick leg, striking the elbow of the American. The limb quickly went limp as something in the joint broke. Taking advantage of the system, just as the leg touched the ground, the other swung like a baseball, the thick shin of the Nazi striking Orion’s ruined faceplate!
Orion struck the ground with a thud. Heidenreich loomed over his opponent, hands flexing and pilot inside smirking. “I’m going to rip your heart out of your chest!”
Orion squatted down, sitting upon Orion’s mid-section. His hands reached down, striking the chest and gripping the ruined edges of dozens of wounds. With a barbaric display, Heidenreich began to rip the chest plates off of Orion! One, then two, and then another!
The music that the American was blasting was silenced, hopefully for good. In place of the wretched sounds, only the grinding noises of gears not functioning correctly came from the chest of Orion. And soon that would be ended too… For Heidenreich’s machinegun began to spin…
(OOC: I only damaged the arm. It’s not suppose to be broken completely.)
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Nov 22, 2012 0:12:17 GMT -5
Unfortunately for the Nazi, he’d left Orion’s legs free. The limbs come up and hook under Heidenreich’s arms, then quickly push it back. The Gatling gun fires just as it goes, narrowly missing Orion and leaving a trail in the ice before sweeping in an arc across the sky as the black machine is planted on firmly its back. Also unfortunately for the Nazi, he now realizes that it wasn’t his attack that had made the music stop before. The song had simply ended, and now another one starts. Inside Orion’s cockpit, Kevin grins. Fun time! Keeping the other mech’s shoulders pinned down with its heels, Orion sits up, planting its sword in the ice in the process. Then it reaches up and takes its Shotcannon off its shoulder with one hand while grabbing a cartridge off its hip with the other. As it loads the shell into the chamber, Heidenreich lashes out with its own legs, kicking the white mech twice with its treaded feet and leaving nasty dents before Orion can use its free arm to parry the next blows and hold the offending limbs up and off to the side so that they can’t strike anymore. While all this is happening, the singing has begun. Bück dich befehl ich dir wende dein Antlitz ab von mir dein Gesicht ist mir egal bück dichAs those final two words are said, Orion finally gets Heidenreich’s legs under control and levels its Shotcannon with the pinned Nazi machine’s chest. The weapon discharges perfectly in synch with the beginning of the pounding music after the lyrics. The SCMITR round easily punches through its frontal armor, the blades slicing through all kinds of inner components before imbedding themselves in the inner wall of Heidenreich’s back armor. Releasing Heidenreich’s now-limp legs, Orion quickly rolls backwards and to its feet. Despite the perfectly helpless target laying motionless in front of him, Kevin doesn’t take advantage. Instead he nonchalantly pumps the Shotcannon to eject the spent cartridge, reloading it with another shell off his hip before putting it away. The mech then half-turns away, looking toward its Assault Rifle laying in the snow several hundred meters away. He flings out a wrist wire, the magnetic tip attaching to the weapon and allowing him to drag it into his hand as the wire retracts. He releases the empty magazine and puts a fresh one in and charges the weapon... and then stores it on his shoulder as well. Turning back to the still prone Heidenreich, Orion takes a couple steps forward and reaches down, grabbing the handle of its sword and pulling the blade out of the ice. Again, instead of attacking the mech simply takes a couple steps back and stores the blade on its rear armor piece. With all that taken care of, Orion puts its hands on its hips and taps its foot impatiently. “Come on, you Nazi son of a bitch.” says Kevin over the pounding music. “Get up.” After a couple more seconds, all the necessary reroutes are completed and Heidenreich finally regains motor function. The black machine quickly rises, its pilot roaring his fury. Some of its weapon systems are still temporarily offline, as is its force field helmet, but that doesn’t stop the German. Its Uber Maschinengewehr roars to life once again, but Orion nimbly dodges. The Vier Lasers fire next, but again Orion avoids them. The Fuhrer Blitz is sidestepped next. Inside the cockpit, Adler slams his fists against the control panel, snarling in frustration. “Fight me you damn American!” Just then, the song reaches a specific point (about the 1:00 mark in the link), and Kevin makes his move. Orion spins out of the way of another shot of the Fuhrer Blitz and lunges forward, driving its left knee into Heidenreich’s gut. As the black mech doubles over and takes a step back from the blow, Orion lands an uppercut to its unprotected face, straightening it back up. The right leg comes up next, connecting with another knee to the gut and making Heidenreich double over once again. Interlocking the fingers of both hands to form a double fist, Orion then brings it down on Heindenreich’s head, forcing the black mech down even farther. Finally, Orion spins around, delivering a spinning axe kick to Heidenreich’s head. The blow is more than the Nazi war machine can take, and it’s finally sent to the ground face-first with its rear end comically sticking up. Inside the cockpit, a dazed Adler wipes some blood from his forehead. Without the protection of the force field, the blows to Heidenreich’s head knocked him around pretty badly. As he shakes his head to clear the cobwebs, his mech begins to shake. CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Each clang and accompanying shake comes in rhythm with the beat of the song, with “ Bück dich” being said repeatedly. Outside, Orion is behind the bent-over Heidenreich, repeatedly thrusting its hips against the black mech’s raised posterior. Its left hand is placed on Heidenreich’s hip, while its right hand swings back and forth in imitated spanking. None of it deals any sort of damage, but that’s really not the point anyway. After several seconds, Orion reaches up with its right hand and grabs the Shotcannon off its shoulder. Continuing its pelvic thrusting, Orion puts the gun up to the back of Heidenreich’s head and pulls the trigger. The German mech receives what basically amounts to a donkey punch from hell as the grenade round detonates against the back of its skull, leaving a large, smoking hole in its wake. Stepping back, Orion pumps the Shotcannon to eject the spent cartridge, then loads another SCMITR round, taking aim directly at Heidenreich’s ass. ---------- Assault Rifle: 4/5 Shotcannon: 6/15 Grenade: 4/5 SCMITR: 4/5 Sniper Rifle: 9/10
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Post by The Great MM on Nov 27, 2012 16:35:52 GMT -5
Unfortunately for the American, the embarrassment for Heidenreich ends there. The alien, scorpion tail-like weapon rotated around. The tip quickly pointed at Orion and, with a surge of unholy evil, the Fuhrer Blitz launched point blank! The beam struck Orion in the chest, mere seconds before he could plug the Nazi’s ass! His feet lifted off the ice as his body was catapulted back, the powerful blast ripping through its worn-down armor and into the vital innards! When he hit the ground several hundred meters away, a ball of fire raced out of the wound.
Heidenreich’s force field barrier flicked to life as the machine crawled to its feet. Inside the dark cockpit, a blood-soaked face of a modern villain snarled. “You try and embarrass ME!?” Adler shouted into the intercom, his voice squeaking with rage.
Kevin didn’t respond in words.
Still lying on his back, the American fired the round he had prepared mere seconds ago. The round struck Heidenreich’s chest, striking something inside and triggering an explosion! The black machine stumbled back as shrapnel and pieces of its dark hull rained to the snow. Without any hesitation, Heidenreich took a step forward as what remained of the smoke from the blast drifted over him. The alien weapon pierced the dark cloud and loomed over the machine as Adler took aim…
But not with just one weapon…
Every weapon in Heidenreich’s arsenal took aim as Orion slowly climbed to his feet. Encouraging his American nemesis, Adler began to spit. “Get up, American!” he cursed over and over, spitting droplets of saliva and blood onto the speaker.
When Orion finally reached its mechanical feet, all time crawled to a stop. In a blinding flash of light, every weapon open fired in demonic unison! The Fuhrer Blitz, Flammenwerfers, Panzerfausts, Uber Maschinengewehr, and Vier Lasers engulfed the noble hero! The machine was blanketed in hell, every inch of its front side torn asunder by the Nazi’s all-out assault! When the two Panzerfaust’s connected, the shoulders of Orion were all but annihilated, spilling weapons, ammo, and armor everywhere around him! Steam and smoke lifted up as the very ground caught aflame from the flamethrowers, so hot that they liquefied exposed circuits and made the outside glow red! Even some of the American’s explosives detonated in their holsters!
It sounded like war, a one-man war being unleashed! The sounds of lasers mixed with the gunfire echoed for countless miles, possibly reaching surrounding battles in this hostile environment. Every strike further ruined the glorious image of the Imar mech until it fell out of the blistering inferno caused by the Fuhrer Blitz and flamethrowers. Its body was near unrecognizable at this point…
Cuts from the lasers, bullet wounds from the machinegun, craters from the panzerfousts… and then what was still left of its armor painted black from the flamethrowers.
But it was far from over…
For the last, greatest strike of the assault came from Heidenreich’s most disastrous attack! If Kevin could hear over the deafening noise of the assault, he would have heard Adler shout the name of the upcoming strike. “Feurer von den Göttern!”
The Fire of the Gods launched from the alien weapon, pulverizing the snow and ice between the pair! Lightning danced between the ground and energy beam before it speared the collapsed Orion, blanketing him in a sea of fire! Avalanches rolled down surrounding mountains as crevices, some as deep as miles, formed around the impact area! The American machine was crushed from the blow, nearly every piece of overlapping armor either gone or severely injured that its entire existence was mooted at this point.
As the tremendous explosions dwindled down into colossal bonfires between the pair, Heidenreich stood tall. He stood proud. He stood, surely, victorious…
And the music had stopped also.
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Nov 28, 2012 15:48:44 GMT -5
For several seconds, there is no movement. No sound other than the gusting wind and crackling fires. Then a mechanical groan as Orion sits up. “Man,” says Kevin, “hurling absurd amounts of firepower at your target with no precision at all. Has your glorious Third Reich really not advanced its tactics at all since World War II?” Adler responds by firing the Panzerfausts again, which Orion avoids by flipping backwards. The twin projectiles strike the ice and explode, throwing tons of ice and snow into the air. When the debris settles, Orion is standing tall, damaged as it is from the previous assaults, reeling in its Shotcannon and Plasma Rifle with its wrist wires. “See? There’s no way in hell I should still be able to move like that after all you hit me with. Terribly inefficient.” With both weapons now in its hands, the white mech quickly fires the Plasma Rifle at Heidenreich. The shot strikes the force field directly in front of the German mech’s face. Despite dealing no damage, Heidenreich stumbles as its optics are overloaded and momentarily shut down by the blinding light. Orion takes advantage of the distraction and stores the Plasma Rifle on its back, where its Sniper Rifle normally goes. Then, using its now-free hand, it loads two cartridges off its hips into the Shotcannon. Heidenreich recovers faster than Kevin was expecting, though, likely due to the force field lessening the intensity of the flash slightly. The Nazi war machine fires off its Vier Lasers, the energy beams slicing into Orion at various points before the white mech can roll out of the way. Upon doing so, Orion quickly returns fire with its Shotcannon, the blades of the SCMITR round easily punching through Heidenreich’s armor and slicing through assorted inner workings. Like before, Heidenreich stumbles back as its body is rocked by the explosion of some internal component going critical. Capitalizing on the opening, Orion rushes forward, storing the Shotcannon on its rear armor plate, just below its Monomolecular Sword. It then draws its Sword and grips the handle with both hands to stabilize it. An instant later, Orion reaches Heidenreich. The blade, with all the inertia of Orion behind it, plunges into the German machine’s chest. At that moment, Kevin smirks and presses a button. We’re all living in Amerika Amerika ist wunderbar We’re all living in Amerika Amerika, AmerikaHe’d just turned the music off before. Adler can’t believe his ears. The voice is of the same singer as the rest of the songs, but speaking in partial English and... praising America?! Of course, Kevin knows the real meaning behind the song. But he also knows that it will go well over the Nazi’s head. Instead of trying to remove the Sword which is so firmly lodged in Heidenreich’s chest, Orion lets go of the handle and grabs both its Shotcannon and Plasma Rifle, pressing both into separate openings in the black mech’s torso. “Sieg hail, motherfucker.” With that, both weapons fire simultaneously. The grenade and plasma blast detonate within Heidenreich’s body, and the front of machine’s torso, from chest to pelvis, is completely ripped open by the combined explosion. Orion is pelted with pieces of shredded armor, and its Monomolecular Sword is blown free, landing on the ice over a hundred meters away. As Heidenreich topples over backwards, Orion tosses its Shotcannon off to the side before flinging out its wrist wire and retrieving its Sword, while taking aim at the opposing mech’s wide-open chest with its Plasma Rifle once again. ---------- Assault Rifle: 4/5 Shotcannon: 6/15 Grenade: 3/5 SCMITR: 2/5 Sniper Rifle: 9/10
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Post by The Great MM on Nov 28, 2012 17:19:49 GMT -5
When the plasma shot hit, a glorious explosion unfolded like a blossoming flower! Chunks of Heidenreich’s armor began to fall, some solid while other pieces have been turned to molten slag by the punishment. However, the black mech trucked on. Orion swung around with his blade, akin to a baseball player swinging a bat! Instead of striking his target, Orion missed completely! Heidenreich had ducked down! Suddenly, the ground between the pair erupted into a white mist! The rockets, hidden within the treads of his gargantuan feet, boosted Heidenreich straight up from his sudden crouching position! With his right hand closed into a fist, he delivered a devastating uppercut leap into the mangled remains of Orion’s skull! As the blow carried Orion up, Heidenreich began to spin and his mighty fists surged raw, electrical power into the blow! Three times Heidenreich spun, drilling his fist underneath Orion’s skull in a sort of electrical shoryuken! When Orion landed harshly on his back, pieces of armor and gears flew in every direction. Heidenreich landed on a knee, arms out to the side. Suddenly, from the Nazi’s own speakers, his own music played. His very own theme music… “I will make sure this is the last music you will ever hear, American.” Adler spat into the intercom. Walking closer to his fallen prey, the dark one lifted its colossal foot and brought it down on the gut! The treads began to spin, grinding into the exposed, robotic guts of the Imar war machine! There was no armor left to protect it… just rubbery layers covering the vital circuitry and tubing, and it was gone in a heartbeat! Pieces of innards flew in every direction as the treads tore into the mech’s stomach like a mechanical zombie! When the boot lifted out, it brought with it thick and thin wires and cables, plugs, and gears! But the Nazi still hadn’t repaid his foe for the embarrassment he suffered before… That was about to change. Taking a step back, the Nazi leaned down, grabbing the back of Orion’s twisted head with both hands and pulling him to a sitting position. His legs parted with Orion’s own between them, the dark machine’s crotch was at Orion’s face level. His hands spread wide over his head and outward, palms open and pointing to the sky… And his pelvis began to thrust into his foe’s face! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! (No damage being done, just for laughs) The open palms flashed with burning might as streams of hellfire leaped from the built-in flamethrower units! Two lines flew out, left and right, for hundreds of meters before Heidenreich crossed them and lowered them so the very throwers were but meters from Orion’s raped face. The flamethrowers caused several series of explosions and self-destructions within Orion’s nearby armaments! The burnt steel smoldered and liquefied as warning lights inside the cockpit flashed. If this continued, Orion’s pilot would be baked alive from the intense heat being generated! But then, all of a sudden, it stopped! As Orion fell onto his back, head, shoulders, and upper chest caught aflame and still burning, the Nazi’s theme music continued to blast louder than Rammstein’s. Heidenreich stood over his opponent and lifted both arms and crossed them over his head before turning on the flamethrowers again, making a fiery x-shape over his head…
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Nov 29, 2012 0:20:17 GMT -5
"ATTENTION MECHS!" rumbled the Announcer loudly. "CEASE YOUR HUMPING! THE MATCH HAS BEEN CALLED! THE WINNER, AND MACHINE THAT WILL ADVANCE TO THE FOUR-WAY BATTLE FOR THE SPOT OF CHAMPION, IS...
(A very cool match between two awesome mechs. Skill and agility versus raw firepower and strength! This one was pretty hard to decide. Had to read over it a few times. But, in the end, one of them did prove to hit a bit harder and hold that extra bulk to take hard hits...)
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Post by The Great MM on Nov 29, 2012 7:40:07 GMT -5
As the fiery x stretched out across the darkened sky, Heidenreich's skull-like head peered down at his fallen foe. The Nazi inside smirked, "Actually, American, I changed my mind. I'm going to let you live. So you can see what I do to your friends. I'll kill you last."
Heidenreich stepped away from the defeated Orion as a teleporter beam engulfed him, taking him back to the hub.
(OOC: WOW. Wasn't expecting to win this'n. VERY nice match, IR. We'll have to rematch sometime.)
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Nov 29, 2012 14:35:01 GMT -5
As Heidenreich vanishes in a flash of light, Orion gets to its feet. Despite losing, Kevin doesn’t look the least bit upset. Quite the opposite, in fact. He’s grinning. As the white machine turns around and steps toward the teleporter beam, the young pilot’s laughter is broadcast over its speakers.
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