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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 935/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Sky-bot: Two on one, this will be a bit more fun. The magewarrior-bot's eyes glowed with more intensity. He shifted his weight a bit, moving his left leg back slightly. Janus swung his mighty hammer over Sky's head, catching only long, flowing hair as the red cloaked one bent forward to duck. SHING! Using the momentum from his dodge, Sky-bot's upper body sprung upwards. However, not before unsheathing a sword from underneath his cloak. With a firm grip on the sword, Sky aimed to impale through Janus's body. --------------------------- "Hm?" Kirby looked behind him. Kirby: Is a fight still going on? I could've sworn all of the battles ended by now.. He gives out a small sigh. He looks down on the lake surface and gazes into his own reflection. He really did like that shine he had on his scaled body. Too bad his presence has an Intimidation factor. Kirby: Geeze, how Pokemon-like can I be? I even had a description with a Pokemon Ability! |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 2158/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Janus shifted his own weight to the side, and used the momentum from his first swing to twist his body out of the way of Sky-bot's stab, only to bring himself into a full spin and slam his hammer into Sky-bot's back! When the attack followed through, be it hit or miss Janus caught his hand on the ground and handsprung into a standing position, turning to face Sky-bot and wait for a response... |
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Jarukoth  IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79  Posts: 2748/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| Jarukoth: "You know, I always love going hand to hand...Better test this thing's reflexes first..." Sheathing his katana, Jarukoth begins to run at Sky-bot. As soon as the distracted droid is within range, he jumps, and performs a spinning back kick. However, the kick only speeds just past Sky-bot's "head". Jarukoth then uses the momentum from the spin to go low, and attempt a very real leg sweep kick. |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 937/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| With a swift counter-attack, Sky-bot was smashed into the wall. The wall cracked as the magewarror-bot's body created a nice little indention in the structure. Both his hands, having dropped the sword earlier, gripped the wall. A slight aura flowed around the black, leather gloves. Jarukoth moved in for a strategic attack. Unfortunately for the shadow clone, Sky-bot pushed himself away from the wall, throwing off the attempted sweep kick. Of course, there wasn't that much room in a hallway, so a slight modification could be done. Then again, with his back planted on the wall, Sky fired off a beam of energy at the foe infront of him. |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 2749/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| Feeling no contact with his robotic target, Jarukoth rolls to the side a bit, dodging the beam unintentionally, and landing right below Sky-bot. From there, he goes for a upward kick with his right leg, his left arm and leg on the ground supporting him, and his right arm coiled behind his back. The kick looks like it would connect right underneath Sky-bot's chin with a good amount of force if it connects. Truth be told, Jarukoth didn't know how much effect physical attacks had on his robotic body, but he would learn soon enough... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2164/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| As Jarukoth's bunshin executed this attack, Janus got to his feet. He gripped his hammer in both hands, and leaped over Jarukoth's head to finish his combo with a powerful jumping strike aimed to counter the force of Jarukoth's chin-kick! Janus: "Keep up the offensive! Don't give him any room to move!" (edited by Grey on 04-20-05 08:22 AM) |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 943/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| ((Sorry for not responding as much, some serious stuff has been taking away my thinking.)) There was a grunt escaping the red cloaked one. Aside from that, it didn't seem to have done too much of an effect. Then again, he could have been ignoring the pain... Continuing the flow of energy within the room, Sky-bot tilted his head upward and held both of his arms up. Now, a motion such as this wouldn't have done a decent job in dodging Janus's follow up attack. However, mechanical tentacles quickly shot out from underneath the magewarrior-bot's cloak. There was no need to dodge an attack when you've got an indirect counter attack flailing about. Sky-bot: I believe I need some breathing room. (edited by Kirb Solo on 04-22-05 05:36 PM) |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2191/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Try as he might to evade the whipping tentacles, Janus was unable to dodge even the first one, and the completely random attack caught him in the stomach and slammed him into a nearby wall. Sky-bot was new... with no way to rely on his meager physical strength, Janus had hoped his speed would save him. Fat chance of that. Janus: "He's too strong! I'm going to have to do something desper--" *SLAM!* As Janus staggered to his feet to try to deliver a meaningful monologue (those usually put his fights into perspective), another tentacle slammed into his face, and continued to lash him as he was pinned to the floor! "OW!" *SLAM!* "No..." *SLAM!* "Fair..." It didn't seem like there was much to save Janus from being beaten into submission. Sometimes lasting pain was a lot worse than death, especially if you couldn't die... ---------------------------------------------- Kalar giggled. Kalar: "Hehe, Janus is getting an asskicking. Serves him right. He's way too pompous, with all that posturing about the power of friendship and stuff... Crazy guy." Kalar and Garro: "Man, I'd love to see him actually die. That'd be insane." Kalar: "You know it's impossible, right?" Garro: "Yeah, kinda... Well, not impossible if you attack him the right way." Kalar: "But like this?" Garro: "Yeah, impossible." Kalar: "You think we should help him? I kinda feel obligated to." Garro: "Us? No way! We're the ones who STARTED this whole thing, why would we want to help them stop it?" Kalar: "Well, Sky-bot was kinda a wild card. I wasn't really expecting him to join in the fray. I mean, if I knew, I'd be able to adapt the plan a little bit. But this... I really just wanted to piss User Grey off for not including us in the tournament. Not, you know, kill any of his characters or anything like that." Garro took note of this, and nodded his head. It was true, they had reprogrammed the assembly machine and sent it into overdrive. But Sky-bot was really dangerous... Even his bumbling other half could handle a few NPCs... But Sky-bot was too much. Garro: "Alright, I get your point. We'll give him some assistance." Just then, the door to Sim Battle Arena D began to get pounded in! Was it Agent Red's group, or was it more NPC bots? They had no idea... |
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PumpkinPie Boo! I'll scare your dad!  Big Boo Pretend Moderator All hail the Pumpkin King! Level: 47  Posts: 203/1158 EXP: 718208 For next: 47995 Since: 12-05-04 From: Halloween Town Treats: Many Tricks: Oh yes Since last post: 2 days Last activity: 8 hours |
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| Kyle stared at the oncoming horde of NPCs as Red, Green, Blue, and Grey rushed by him and out of the arena. After counting the bots, then getting frustrated and rounding up to the nearest thousand, Kyle decided it would be healthiest to retreat. He did. He passed by Team Nimue and nodded respectfully, then went through a door into another hall. When he entered, he saw no sign of Grey's team or anyone else, but heard a lot of commotion upstairs. It didn't take him long to locate an elevator, which he wanted to use to investigate this noise. He pressed the button to summon the elevator. Kyle: ... ... Kyle: *cough* The elevator took its time to come down. Kyle: ... Kyle jabbed the elevator button a few more times. He heard a mysterious elevator ding, to indicate that the elevator would be on his floor shortly. Kyle waited a short time. The elevator didn't arrive. Kyle: ... No sign of the elevator. Kyle: *humming slightly irritatedly* The doors remained shut. Kyle: C'mon...! Jab jab jab. Ding. Jab jab. Pound pound pound. Kyle: Aaaanyyyy time now. Yep. Silence. Kyle: Three two one now! Three two one...now! THREE TWO ONE NOW!!! Pound pound pound! Ding. Jab jab jab jab pound pound pound. KABOOM! Kyle: ? Kyle was confused, for though he was pounding and jabbing, he was certainly not responsible for the 'Kaboom'. He grinned stupidly for a moment, proud of himself for such a feat, but then realised it was only a bunch of NPCs with a tank. Kyle: Oh, it's only uh...an...a - tank? Jabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjabjab POUND POUND POUND Kyle: Come on dammit! The tank and the swarm of bots around it were coming nearer, and Kyle would soon be in range of the tank's gun. Kyle jabbed the button again. The tank was mere yards away! Why didn't it fire? Why all the suspense? Ding. The elevator door opened and Kyle stepped inside, leaving the bots on the other side of the door as the elevator went up. He sighed and swung his arms, and hit a robot, which stood infront of about 20 more inside the cramped elevator. At level two, the doors opened, and Kyle stomped out of the elevator, rather beat up, but leaving a pile of wrecked bots in the elevator. There were a few NPCs in this area, which were taken about by quick swipes of his disk blades, but he soon found himself face-to-face with...another tank?! Kyle: ...This had really better be worth my time... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2192/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Team Grey took the stairs. Sim Battle Arena D was just upstairs, and very close to Kyle's position... Red: "Tanks? They have TANKS? Who the hell is giving them all these weapons?" As the four of them hit the next floor, they noticed Kyle about to be assaulted by the tank that Red had so recently exclaimed about. It was gonna take a lot more htan just one person to do this... Blue: "Evan, I have a theory..." Red: "Hm?" Blue: "The NPC bots are sentient, correct? That gives them the capacity to learn new information at any time. Perhaps they are evolving new technology at a constant pace... User Grey seemed surprised when they showed up with flamethrowers and grenade launchers. They are developing new weaponry at an alarming rate!" Grey: "What if it keeps going at this rate?" Blue: "They may develop even more destructive weaponry. If we do not stop them soon, they could develop a nuclear bomb in under an hour!" Red: "That's impossible! They'd need uranium, and a hell of a lot of other equipment." User Grey's voice rang out over the loudspeaker... UGrey: "Not so, Evan! I kinda messed up on this one..." Red: "Wha? You didn't...." UGrey: "I.... I kinda did. They're nuclear-powered." Red: "GAH!" The red-haired brawler sank to his knees. How the hell could he have been made by such an idiot? This wasn't just the Sim Battle annex under fire anymore... The entire board building was in danger! In a fit of blind, firey rage, Red twisted his head to look at the giant NPC tank, pointed at it with his right index finger, and sent a gigantic burst of fire out at it, blowing the tank to smithereens! Kyle was safe, of course, but that was the least of Red's concern right now... Red: "That does it! I'm not gonna take this anymore!" Blue: "If what User Grey says is true, then I can give a rough estimate of how much time we have until the NPCs manage to gain the ability to destroy the building, based on the emulation of human achievements!" Red: "In other words?" Blue: "We have two hours..." In the corner of User Grey's closed circuit television in his office, a time began to count down at 2 hours.... Time until nuclear bomb is developed: 1:58:37'43".... |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 2756/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| Jarukoth: "So...you were responsible for all the tentacles, Sky? Okay then..." "Kenjutsu - Kogetsu Zan!" [Sword Art - Crecent Moon Slash] ------------------------------------------------ As Jarukoth struggles to cut Janus free, his comrades are beginning to realize the true danger of thier situation... Jiraiya: "D-Dammit! TANKS now? I thought vehicles weren't allowed here!?!" Zabel: "All's fair in love and total war, Jiraiya..." Waves of water cascade around the fighters, attempting to stop the advancing tanks... Kari: "I don't like the looks of this...I heard something about a nuke a couple of hours from now..." Something stirs inside of Krauser...He has just made a hard, grim realization... "Plagas - Level 2!" As Krauser begins to transform, Nimue watches in shock. It wasn't often he went to straight to Level 2 in a combat situation... Nimue: "Krauser...what are you planning..." Krauser: "...Only preparing to do what I must..." |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 954/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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((Man.. you had me looking up what that move does  ))Sky-bot's tentacles recoiled with every wave of sharp air slashed at him. Sky-bot: This is useless. The magewarrior-bot leaned to the right and hopped into a roll. He rolled over Janus and pushed himself onto his feet. Both of his arms were outstretched, with his mechanical tentacles still flailing about. Sky-bot: Excuse me for bringing down the house I built. The tentacles went their seperate ways, all crashing into both sides of the wall. The ceiling above the Jarukoth clone and Janus began to crack. Dust and tiny pieces started to fall until the entire floor above them began to collapse. |
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PumpkinPie Boo! I'll scare your dad! Big Boo Pretend Moderator All hail the Pumpkin King! Level: 47 Posts: 207/1158 EXP: 718208 For next: 47995 Since: 12-05-04 From: Halloween Town Treats: Many Tricks: Oh yes Since last post: 2 days Last activity: 8 hours |
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| Kyle glided over to Team Grey. Kyle: Hey. I couldn't help overhearing your theory about the bots, and I might have an idea. You say that they evolve just like humans, right? If this is so, then they must have a capitol around here somewhere, you know, with a leader, right? We oughta find that place and take it out. Just a thought. Kyle looked at the ground for a moment, then arched his eyebrow. Kyle: Does this floor seem like it's...falling apart? |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 2758/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| OOC: Sorry Kirb, I'll be more careful in the future... Jarukoth sees the ceiling crumbling at his feet, and flips backward, getting out of range of the crumbling shrapnel... Jarukoth: "You may have built this house...but you don't live here anymore..." "Bolt2!" Electricity crackles around Jarukoth, a second before the bolts fly at Sky-bot... ------------------------------ "Plagas - Level 3!" Krauser's body transforms to the height of it's beastly transformation, very vaguely looking like the man he once was... Durmed: "And what exactly do ye intend to do like that now, laddie?" Krauser: "Whatever I can..." With that, Krauser launches himself headlong into the advancing NPC bots, smashing his malformed claws into thier robotic bodies... |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2206/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| With Krauser and the rest of Jarukoth's crew providing cover, Red continued to shout out commands as he, Blue, Green, and the Detective tried to bash in the door to Arena D, only to have User Grey teleport in and open it for them! UGrey: "You really gotta tell me when you need stuff like this..." He was, however, immediately silenced by the sight he saw... Garro: "Well, now. Fin-al-ly." Kalar: "Yeah, what kept ya? We were starting to get worried that you might actually be overcome by your own creations." Red looked, puzzled, at User Grey... He had never seen Garro and Kalar before, they were a total mystery to him. Considering the fact that the entire group of them were about 20 feet away from a huge onslaught of NPC bots that only Kyle and the four ninjas were defending them against, now would be a rather poor time for introductory questions. Nevertheless... Red: "Who're these guys?" UGrey: ".......Some creations of mine... They're alternate versions of Grey and Janus. In theory, anyway. In fact, they're quite different people." Garro jabbed a finger at User Grey and scowled. Garro: "Yeah, that's right! Too different for you, or are you finally willing to give us some action now that you've seen what we can do?" Red: "You? YOU did this?" Kalar: "Damn right we did! You know how much action I've seen since I was created? One unfinished battle, high school, and the slowest damn story ever written!" Red: "I don't believe this! You bastards!" Red burned with rage and rushed madly at Garro, hoping to raze him like so much dry grass! Garro: "Nope, that's not gonna work." With a flourish of a moth-eaten, battered trenchcoat, Garro produced not one, but two shining pistols, both of which looked exactly like Detective Grey's! He crossed them, charging them with silver-white light, the light of holy energy, and pointed them at Red, firing an energy blast of sheer light that knocked the normally-unstoppable warrior flat on his back! "Aggressive Reversal!!!" He put the pistols away as User Grey teleported behind him and grabbed him by the neck, immobilizing him completely. UGrey: "Wanna try that again?" Kalar: "Relax, man. We're just happy that you see us as a threat. We'll help you out if you want." UGrey: "You'd better..." Garro: "Let go of me, and I will!" UGrey: "Fine." He released Garro from his grip, and the dark priest dropped to the ground in a heap. He got to his feet, shaking in his boots from User Grey's intense grip around his sphere of reality, and chuckled a little. Garro: "Now then, you're going to need to take Sim Battle Arena A. You know about the passageway beneath it, right?" UGrey: "Right." Garro: "The catacombs are pretty easy to pass through without the bots, but as you get closer to the assembly machine at the center of the caverns, they'll get bigger and more intense. I'd suggest you watch out... Kalar and I will take Sim Battle Arena A by our own means, you have to get there yourself." UGrey: "Fine. But you'd better not be lying." Garro: "Of course not... But you might want to look at your watch..." User Grey stared at his wrist, and a watch popped up on it... Time until Nuclear Bomb is Developed: 1:35:44'67" "Get going....." |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 2766/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| Krauser could hear the desperation in thier voices. He had to take out as many NPC bots as he could. He had to do something...if he didn't... His thoughts were cut off by a group of NPC Bots ripping into Krauser at one of his blind spots... Krauser: "Gaahh.." Jiraiya: "NO!" Jiraiya rushes over to assist as quickly as he can, slicing through as many bots as he can... Jiraiya: "Hang in there, Krauser!" |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2209/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Red: "Come on! We've got to work together now!" After calpping Jiraya and Krauser on the back for a job well done, Red snapped his fingers and pointed at the crowd of NPCs... A team attack was clearly in order. Blue/Grey: "Right!" Garro: "Ah, whatever. One for a good show before we head out." Kalar: "Sure!" A bright flash of light enveloped the six fighters, and when it faded, Red stood with both fists pointed at the crowd before Krauser and Jiraya. At his sides were Green and Blue, both with fully charged auras of their respective energies. The attack began with Kalar's scythe flashing off of his back, as he ripped into the crowd of NPCs, cutting a circle of them out in a devastating spinning maneuver that left severed NPC parts littered around the area. As the hole he made filled, Garro and Detective Grey both attacked at the same time! With holy energy surging through his body, Garro did a quick flourish and held both pistols outward. Pointing at the NPC crowd, he fired a pure pair of holy blasts about ten feet wide each, cutting into the crowd yet again. Grey, on the other hand, emptied a clip of ammo from his gun, and went absolutely beserk, as he pulled from his trenchcoat an M-16, a teddy bear, a computer mouse, a package of sesame seeds, a copy of George Orwell's Animal Farm, a plush Coneko-sama, several energy drinks, and a lucky cat. He then pulled a panzerfaust tube from his coat, crammed it all inside, and pointed it at the crowd, firing a giant shotgun blast of pure junk at them! Red, Green, and Blue finished up the combo. A duo of large flame-jets blew outward from Red's fists, one laced with electricity, the other with an icy wind flowing around it. As the two blasts hit the NPC crowd, the massive temperature change from Blue's wind being melted by Red's flames caused steam to swirl around what little of the crowd remained, which then became completely electrified by Green's electricity, effectively frying the last vestiges of the NPC bots that had infested the second floor of the Arena Annex! Red/Blue/Grey/Garro/Kalar: "Brilliant Offensive!!!" When the dust from the massive attack cleared, there wasn't a single NPC bot left standing in the entire room, but they had hardly cut into the masses overall.... Red: "This is nothing. We've got to get to the underground caverns! And what's more, where the hell was Janus in all of this?" Garro: "You don't want to know. Kalar and I will meet you down there. Good luck, and get to Sim Battle Arena A as fast as you can!" User Grey, who had watched all of this with a surprised expression on his face, just smiled. UGrey: "Wow... Awesome. But guys?" He showed his watch. 1:28:16'25" remaining... Red: "Indeed. Come on guys, let's go!" As Garro and Kalar fled the scene, Red, Green, Blue, the Detective, and hopefully Team Jarukoth and Kyle set off for the next leg of the mission: To take back Sim Battle Arena A! |
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Jarukoth IRRATIONAL EXUBERENCE!!1! Level: 79 Posts: 2769/3194 EXP: 4402011 For next: 177456 Since: 03-17-04 From: New Jersey, U.S.A. Shoes: Yes. Since last post: 8 days Last activity: 1 day |
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| Back in Jarukoth's room, he smirks a bit at Grey's attack over the closed circuit monitor. He had a soft spot for zany attacks like that. With the rest of the NPC bots on the floor gone, Jarukoth quickly gets in touch with the others. Jarukoth: *Via Comlink* "Guys, this is J. Grey's people are heading down into the Underground Caverns of this place, and Arena A. Nimue, you take your team, and go back up Grey's boys as they take Arena A. Zabel, you back up Garro and Kalar in the caverns. Good Luck." As he watches the respective groups follow along with each other, he notices something wrong with the groups as they leave... Jarukoth: "....Oh no..." |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2215/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| As Zabel strode after Garro and Kalar, he was faced with a shining silver pistol barrel... Garro: "Oh, no you don't. This route's for me and Kalar only. Gotta have some kind of mystery to this endeavor. You'd be better suited for Red's crew anyway. Now then, off you go." His coat swished behind him as he turned and stalked off after Kalar, who had already begun to make his way towards the underdark of the Arena. -------------------------------- Red's group, however, faced another considerable challenge. With the elevators jammed due to Kyle's latest adventure with them, they'd have to take the stairs. Normally, this would not be a problem, but unfortunately the tanks seemed to enjoy rolling up and down stairwells until they collapsed, which didn't take too long. The crew met quickly with a destroyed stairwell near the eastern side of the Arena Annex, with no way to get downstairs. Red: "Ok, people. The stairwell has been busted, and I'm willing to bet all of the others have, too. Any ideas on how we're supposed to get to the bottom floor from here?" |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 966/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| ((*pushes aside all distractions* Man, it's hardwork doing that... *10 minutes later* Darnit! Got distracted by two Michael Jacksons fighting!)) The hallway continued to shake under the strength of Sky-bot's tentacles. Even Jarukoth's magic attack wasn't enough to stop the magewarrior from doing what he was doing. Well, ok. It did make him do something else. The crackling sounds of electricity shot echoes throughout the hallway, overflooding everyone's ears with insanely high decibel sounds. Accompanying the booming thunder was a sudden popping sound. Sky-bot: Nice try, kid. All of the debris settled quickly, revealing lots of broken water pipes and Sky-bot with all but one of his tentacles retracted. An unusual, burnt object was being held by the remaining tentacle. Sky-bot: I don't know who's blow up doll this belongs to, but I'm sure he's going to be a very lonely man tonight. He tossed the rubbery material aside, and took a few steps forward. His boots gave out squishing noises, courtesy of the gushing water pipes. The water around Sky-bot glowed red as a firery aura lit up around his right glove. Sky-bot: Let's see you try that stunt again. -------------------------- Kirby: ... I'm getting really worried now. Kirby looks back at the arenas again. More loud noises. Kirby: ... Maybe.. maybe I should go back... (edited by Kirb Solo on 04-28-05 05:08 PM) |
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