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Post by Nabel on Apr 5, 2015 13:31:17 GMT
((You kind of goofed again Bigby. You cut off your charging in your last post, so that brings your missiles back to 33%. Sorry.)) Nabel grinned for two reasons: - The old man was actually a robot, and that kind of discovery was always flipping cool.
- He had severely overestimated how effective his missiles would be. Must have been a kink in the programming.
Nabel watched the Poltergeist intercept the android's missiles, even stopping at just the right moment to make it look as dramatic as possible. It may have usually hated its job, but it had to have fun somehow. "You know, even if those missiles were charged..." Nabel stuck his purple tongue out and charged the man with his blade. "Poltergeist still would've tanked that like a goddamn bollar." The demon laughed spitefully at the man's face. "So either way, you have basically amounted to: JACK SHIT. He bowed, smirking all the while. "Got any more bright ideas, you outdated television set?" Missile PL:4321 on Poltergeist ( PL: 20,000) - Poltergeist survives Spy Blade Charge 66%: 11460PL vs basic attack.
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Post by Mu-Kal on Apr 5, 2015 15:37:02 GMT
"run..." the words slithered out of Mu-Kal's mouth without much volume... his dream repeated again and again faster and faster, becoming less detailed and blurred, some colours changed becoming darker and covered in red dripping down the walls. Mu-Kal felt he was being chased this time followed into his dream by the demons outside he felt he needed to run away. "Get to safety" escaped his mouth "Must be safe, must go home..." and with that there was nothing clear in his dreams. Mu-Kal was floating surrounded with black with red dripping from the walls. A silent scream rung out from his mouth... he knew he should be making noise but the black void absorbed it before it could be created. Mu-Kal was scared...
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2015 16:32:37 GMT
Oh crap, he just cut through the sword and charged him. He pulled back and drew a pistol that was at his side. There was nothing special about the desert eagle he was holding, but he fired a shot directly into the demons eye as he got closer before he sent a blast out of his jets to do a back flip and started falling down the other side of the rock spire. He was slowly charging another missile, he would have to be more careful when firing them in the future. He let gravity do the work as he fell, and spread his arms out like he was Jesus himself.
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Post by Nabel on Apr 5, 2015 16:45:23 GMT
The bullets from the gun fell to the ground, harmlessly bouncing off of the spawn of hell."He does realize bullets do nothing when you're this strong, right?" Nabel turned to the Poltergeist, who shrugged. "Whatever, blade charge." The demon flicked his arm, conjuring another blade of ki as he did so. "Keep close Poltergeist, he'll prolly try something funny." He frowned, but lit up. "But you're faster and stronger than he is, so jump in when you know he's coming."
"Any more obvious statements, sir Jerry?" The Poltergeist giggled.
"We're gonna go out to pancakes with those guys after this." Nabel smiled, playing with the blade.
33% Spy Blade: 5721PL
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Post by Mu-Kal on Apr 5, 2015 16:50:49 GMT
Mu-Kal sat up quickly after hearing "...pancakes" , he was so happy at the prospect he forgot about his MAJOR INJURY and [Jump Flight] up to the nearest rock and screamed "PANCAKES??? WHO, WHERE, WHEN. GIVE ME PANCAKES!" before promptly passing out in the sight of both robot and demon and weird clown thing... luckily remaining on the rock not falling to the floor again, he was snoring with a wide grin on his face gently saying " mmmm, pancakes." every so often licking his lips
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2015 17:02:39 GMT
Bigby had fallen far enough, he kicked in his rockets and slowly came upwards where he was able to see his foe. "Well hey, let's play a game. If I can beat you in rock paper scissors I don't shoot you with a missile, if we tie then nothing happens. If you beat me I will sit here and wait for whatever your attack is. Hehehe, looser pays for his stitches and the other guys breakfast!" Bigby did not need to eat for he was a PERFECT MECHINE OF SLAUGHTER. But when he made his body he went ahead and threw in the basic digestive track that was available for recreational units. Basically he could eat stuff, but it would only go in a bag for him to toss in the trash. He did like having a young though and he wondered what flapjacks would taste like. He was on his guard for in case the demon decided he did not like rock paper scissors and did like punching him in the face.
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Post by Nabel on Apr 5, 2015 17:11:30 GMT
"Silly old robot guy, I have one arm." Nabel explained, waving said arm around, careful not to hit himself with his own blade. "And it's sort of, kinda, literally surrounded in burning ki energy." The hobo put the blade back to his side. "So yeah, I'm just gonna keep charging it." More ki rushed into the freak's arm, further charging the blade. "You wanna go for it mister or missus Poltergeist?"
The Poltergeist huffed, and crossed its arms. "No, I will not step to Chuck levels of stupidity." It scowled at the android. "Especially not for him!"
"Yeah, we're kinda already content playing fight-ies." Nabel shrugged.
Spy Blade Charge 66%: 11460PL
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Post by Mu-Kal on Apr 5, 2015 17:13:00 GMT
"pancakes... mmmmm...." the saiyan blurted out after hearing breakfast
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2015 17:52:32 GMT
"Thats alright with he frankly." He said as he launched his missile aiming directly at the demons center of mass. As soon as it was in the air his twirled his chain sword around and tried his damnest to wrap Poltergeist up in it. He was significantly closer to him then he was practically at point blank range. If he succeed in grabbing him he would get up close and use a robotic locking clamp with his arms to try and farther imobalise him. This missile was no joke, it was faster, stronger, and better in every way. As with the other one, it would detonate when he wanted it to do so. He watched carefully, if he were to try and cut it out of the air with his sword he would detonate it right before he was able to make contact. At this range it would be hard to dodge...
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Post by Nabel on Apr 6, 2015 4:49:33 GMT
The Poltergeist was immensely amused at the android's overconfidence. Prior to this one, the familiar hadn't been in a fight where master wasn't the one taking in abuse before, it was a great change of pace to be honest. The way it assumed that it could catch it was simply pre- SCHWIP A long, spiky whip had caught the clown demon, trapping it in the android's grasp. In its hubris, the Poltergeist had forgotten to dodge or react to the robot's attacks. It was stuck in place "Oh... Oh shi-"
"FOR BREAKFAST, FOR BREAKFAST, FOR BREAKFAST!" Nabel chanted as it brandished its blade against the first missile.
Spy Blade 100% charge: 17,368PL vs Missile 100% charge: 13,095PL - Spy Blade trounce
Nabel's ki blade cut through first missile with ease, the sheer amount of energy in it speedily destroying any machinery that armed the projectile. The blade quickly dissipated as the discarded explosive's casing fell to the ground, now spent and useless. Utilizing his previous training, Nabel speedily drew his ridiculously large caliber handgun, and fired an explosive round at the second missile, causing both projectiles to detonate harmlessly.
Basic attack vs basic attack - eh, basic attacks are just flavor text
"Had enough yet old timer?" Nabel smirked . "Because I'm getting bored with you, and you're breaking your toys." The demon holstered his gun. "Can we just go and eat pancakes now?" He motioned to the Poltergeist. "You mind picking him up, mister or missus Poltergeist?"
The Poltergeist nodded, still wrapped in the chain-sword, and walked towards the unconscious Saiyan, grabbing him by the collar. "I concur sir Jerry," the servant was still rattled at being caught off guard, "Pancakes would be very nice right now." ((I vote to close the thread after one or two more rotations! Anyone else?))
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Post by Mu-Kal on Apr 6, 2015 10:10:04 GMT
The Saiyan, once again unconscious was in a dream; he was stood upon something soft, it was a giant pancake, as he took in the view around him there was huge houses and palaces made exclusively of pancakes and each with different toppings, as he walked down a street a variety of species lined the streets, as he walked passed them, they either kneeled or bowed to Mu-Kal, shouting praise "Hail King Mu-Kal!" was the most common, Mu-Kal felt a weight upon his head. A crown, diamonds and rubies encrusted the tall spires, as he walked towards the most impressive looking building he felt he was getting closer to home, he pressed open the large double doors to see a ruby and diamond pancake throne, as he approached the throne a servant approached him and asked courteously "Would you like some pancakes, Sire?" the obvious response of "Of Course!" left Mu-Kal's mouth as he sat on his throne, his pancakes appeared in front of him, Mu-Kal dug into them and between bites whispered "....mmmmm pancakes" this permeated to the real world where Poltergeist had picked him up.
(I agree)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2015 10:56:21 GMT
ooc: Lets end this, I could flail around a but more but there would not be a point. Whoo! I thought I would have to get my legs cut off to get out of this battle.
When the demon cut through his missile using his technique Bigby put his hand to his own face and laughed. What the hell had he expected to happen? Did he think that if the missile had hit him he would magically burst into lollipops and sunshine? (he absolutely refused to think about pancakes because he was not going to get into that stupidity again.) "Yeah, yeah I'm done here aren't I?" The chain sword unwrapped the guard like the body of a serpent and fell to the floor. "Alright my G.P.S. says there is an emergency room a block away from an ihop in the nearest town to the south." Bigby projected a holographic map jet a few inches way from his eyes of the surrounding area. Pointing off to the side with his right hand telling the two where to go. He looked at the Saiyan. If he had taken another hit like that he would have a critical life threatening wound. "Good sparring guy, I never caught your name. My name is Bigby."
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Vi-Poi
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PL: 434,410
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Post by Vi-Poi on Apr 6, 2015 19:29:27 GMT
Nab, your WC is 1213 and your gains are 1443 PL!
Muk, your WC is 647 and your gains are 682 PL!
Big, your WC is 1511 and your gains are 1251 Zeni!
Adding.
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