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Other Realms => Role Play Theater => Topic started by: Shifting Sands on June 11, 2012, 10:44:32 AM
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"Greetings, ladies and gents of various mortal ages or immortal states of power!" Kain announces, now actually showing color and not just an outline. He has two curling horns atop his head, a devilish, fanged smile, fancy blue-and-red noble's clothes, and a spaded tail twirling around himself. Despite the demonic appearance, he has a faint tanned appearance and normalish green eyes.
"Our match for the moment in this universe is a creator v. creation cage competition! A fight for the title of who really owns the other! We, the Gods, bring you... Ezgo, the mad scientist, and Mega-06, the hulking machine!"
Both of the fighters enter from opposite sides of the arena, finding nothing of interest for cover or weaponizing across the entire field.
"Commence fighting!" Kain yells, and drops a checkered black-and-white flag into the arena.
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Ezgo watches the flag drop, rolling his eye at the silly thing. His gaze then turns at his... creation. A feral snarl escape his jaws, hackles raised. Metal creaks and hisses as tiny gusts of steam course through his copper veins. He points with his secondary left hand towards the hulking half-organic, half-mechanized being opposite to him, his normal left hand clenched into a fist. It causes the blade on that arm to *SHHHNG* to life with the speed of an arrow, freshly loosed from its bowstring.
"You! You DARE to go against your creator?! I gave you STEEL! I gave you LIFE! Without me, you'd be but a rotting corpse! I, Ezgo! revive you, Mega-O6, and what do I GET IN RETURN?! HATRED AND SPITE! YOU DARE TO ATTEMPT TO MURDER YOUR SAVIOR?!" He threw his right hand down towards the ground, its blade bursting forth and scraping against the tainted ground of battle and death. "For this... I cannot forgive you!" Ezgo snapped at the air, biting some invisible target.
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Amusingly enough Omega paid no heed to any sort of 'start' or flag to the fight. Indeed, as soon as he caught sight of Ezgo when the flash of light dimmed he began a rapidly accelerating charge towards the cybernetic fox regardless to any designated initiation of hostilities. Each step Omega made echoed thunderous bang and leaving a minor crater in his wake as he rushes towards his 'creator'.
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Ezgo waits until Mega-O6 is only seven feet away, before his robotic limbs reach out and grapple onto O6's shoulders, twisting around to send their master up and over the threat. At the same time, he has them leave two small mines that loosely fall from their holdings in the palms of the fake secondary arms, to attempt to magnetically cling to O6's shoulders. They, however, fail and slide off to the ground.
"Such reckless violence! If only you had obeyed me, for then you could be CRUSHING O7 right now, instead of attempting at me." Ezgo twists around and prepares himself for a strike by holding his back-arms before him in a crossed position.
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Perhaps Ezgo had forgotten just how MUCH armor he stuffed into Omega! The lumbering giant couldn't stop so easily and smashed into a wall.... or rather.... smashed right through it and through several onlookers and a few meters into the stone behind said onlookers. It turns slowly, wobbily as if not used to the body but every second it moves it becomes more familiar. It lets out a deep growl and spins the bayonet in its left hand before walking towards Ezgo.
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Ezgo hmms at the hole in the wall. "Mmm.. Yes. A nice crater. Maybe I should've made you taller. Then you might've taken out the next level! Oh I can just imagine the carnage already!"
He eyes the bayonet spin and his creation now lumbering towards him. He doesn't move, instead waiting. Waiting....
*beep* *beep* *beepbeep* *beepbeep*
"I wouldn't step much further if I were you, Mega-O6. Or did you not notice the two little pings on your armor when I went by? Sure they fell off... doesn't meant they don't still work." Ezgo only grinned toothily.
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Omega stabs the giant knife into a concrete slab he smashed down, using it as leverage to lift it and toss it at Ezgo's direction. He then spun up his gattling and fired into the slab in midair, shattering it into numerous high velocity chunks, spraying both Ezgo and the mines.
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Ezgo shields his eye with a secondary arm, leaping back using his right leg to begin the movement. His mines are detonated prematurely, and only send shards of concrete upwards and it every which-way expect downwards, leaving two small, blackened blast holes. Any shards of concrete that manage to get past the explosion either don't reach Ezgo, or 'plink' off his metal plating. "And a learner, too! Oh, it pains me so that I will have to..." Ezgo's voice changes to a deeper, infuriated pitch. "SCRAP YOU AND O7 FOR THIS ERROR OF YOURS!"
Ezgo then pulls his pistol and fires one round at O6, not bothering to aim.
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The single shot was rather well placed.... hitting into a small gap in the armor. Fortunately.... or rather UNfortunately, Ezgo's handiwork has left very little in the way of 'vitals' inside the area he shot at. Not to mention the self sealing suit, the shot closes up on itself. Omega levels his massive gattling and screeches as he fires a torrent of large rounds.
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Ezgo brings his second arms up to guard as much of face, neck, and left side of his torso as possible, O6's rounds mostly ricocheting off or denting his plates. One scrapes his left shoulder, but nothing serious, while another hits his eye-lens and cracks it, the glass having been reinforced. Ezgo dives to the side in an attempt to get out of the immediate line of fire.
"Why did I even GIVE YOU A GIANT GUN?!"
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Ezgo is suddenly witness to the tireless strength he proudly gives to himself and his creations. Rather than waste bullets, Omega proceeded to toss concrete slabs where Ezgo is hiding. Oddly enough these reckless looking tosses appear to have some kind of tactic to them not readily apparent.
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Ezgo waits for only a few brief moments, mainly to examine the way Mega-O6 throws slabs of concrete, before poking his head out.
"So, my creation. You want my demise, don't you? Well, if I fall, who will tend to precious O7? I didn't finish her, after all. Do you want her to die? On your hands? Just because I wasn't able to give her a full life support or didn't give her internals a fuel source? All because you interrupted my work? Is that it? Do you just want her dead? Do I even matter to you?"
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Omega has vanished amidst the slabs of concrete blocking any view. Curse the soft sand concealing his footsteps and the cloud of dust hiding his form as he stalks Ezgo.
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Ezgo curses at the blinding dust and muffling sand, noting to himself that he needs to install systems on himself that would bypass such crippling disadvantages. His secondary right hand, with a flick of the wrist, pops out another small explosive and carefully holds it between its metallic fingers.
"Oh Mega-O6... Wheeeere are yoooou?" Ezgo says as he slowly arcs his view around, examining for signs of movement.
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Gaining an advantageous position behind the cybernetic Ezgo, Omega swings his massive gattling towards Ezgo's head in a spinning move with the knife coming at a different angle.
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Ezgo hears a metallic clank as O6's form swings down on him, and he yelps, swinging around. He reaches up with his right hand and grabs a hold of the gun as it comes barreling towards him and stiffens up his arm, getting pushed back some and having to bring in his left to stop it from bashing his head in. His left secondary arm tries to stop the knife's blade, but only manages to barely reach it in time, causing it to veer off-course, blade hitting metal plating on his back and causing a sound of many tiny rivets popping out of place, and steam hissing. It forces a sign of pain on Ezgo's face in the form of a snarl.
"Cowardly scrap! If only you did this well when you FIRST met me, then maybe I would've chosen a different test subject! Maybe O7 wouldn't be in semi-statis, dying ever so slooooowly right now... Or have you forgotten all about her, 'daddy'?"
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Omega replied in kind..... by dropping the bayonet and attempting to grab Ezgo by the head and letting out a muffled moan.
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Ezgo notices his creation dropping the blade.. and reacts. His left secondary arm immediately moves from its earlier folly and grabs a hold of it, since there is nothing to hold it. At the same time, he lets go of the gattling gun and ducks away from Omega's hand, slapping it with his right secondary hand to lay the explosive in it, as well as prime it. He then forces himself into a.. 30-or-so degree angle jump in an attempt to get away.
"I'll be sure to give O7 her inheritance in the form of your slag!"
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The strange mine latched to Omega's cannon had a strange familiarity to it. Magnetic and strong at that. Unfortunately his armor was rather roundish and quite rusted and thus rather difficult to adhere to. Omega swipes the explosive off his arm with his gattling and backs away from the live explosive on the ground.
He pulls a new ammo belt into his arm cannon and fires at Ezgo, "Quiiiieeeet..." he moaned, as if mocking Ezgo.
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Ezgo smirked as he ran and dove behind a pile of rubble O6 had thrown in his direction earlier, taking shelter behind it. Sure it wasn't the best hiding place, due to the piercing power of lead, but it would hold for at least a few moments.
"You want silence?! I'll GIVE you silence!"
After moments of hiding, Ezgo springs himself out of hiding, throws an explosive from his right secondary hand as he locks up his right arm. He pulls back the hammer on his gun, and fires at the tiny device he threw. A second after firing, he throws the bayonet he took from Mega like a javelin with his left secondary hand with a mighty shout of inner anger towards that mechanized creature he created. It dared to defy him, it should pay a fitting price.
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The explosive detonated in mid air and sent a sizable shockwave outward, forcing Omega to cover his visor from the shrapnel though barely moving him from his position. The bayonet however lodged itself into his knee joint under the protective cap armor.
"He used to be a contender till he took a bayonet to the knee!" Yelled someone in the audience, followed by a sudden flash of lightning aimed somewhere in the stands, likely targeting the speaker.
Omega grasped the bayonet and attempts to force the blade out of his knee though it is very difficult. Nothing but gyros and gears in that area trying to work against each other as he pulls with his left hand. He raised his right gattling arm and applies suppressive fire on Ezgo's position.
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Ezgo hears the metallic *Ch-klangk* of metal against metal, and even though he can't see what happened, he dives to the right of his no-longer useful shelter and makes a dash towards Mega, running headlong into a stream of bullets. One grazes his left shoulder, only taking a bit of cloth and fur, while another pokes a hole in an ear. Ezgo growls his way through the sudden shock of burning pain in his ear, seeing his crippled creation.
A few moments ago, right before that lightning struck, someone made a joke. Now he got it.
With a quick robot-leg-powered dive, Ezgo moves towards the back of Mega, getting out his 'knife' with his left hand. A bloodthirsty snarl planted firmly on his face, and his ears pressed flat against his skull.
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Omega swept his working leg to allow him to turn to track, curse though be Ezgo's speed and the weight of the multi-barreled gun and was unable to keep aim. As Ezgo approached from behind, Omega pulls hard on the bayonet stuck to his knee causing him to stagger backwards somewhat. Using the weight of his gun, Omega swung it around towards Ezgo to realign the lumbering giant. Whether it hit or not, Omega is in the proper alignment with the bayonet now being held out towards Ezgo.
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As O6 swung his gun, Ezgo ducked down into a slide, moving along the ground through his momentum. As he slides, he swings at O6's left leg, specifically the back of the knee before it gets out of range, with his blade. Then, as he moves a bit more, his secondary arms grab a hold of Mega's right leg, and with a twist and groan of strain from the metal, send him spiraling up and onto Mega's back. He fastens his secondary hands onto Mega-O6's shoulders with steam-powered grip, and rears back his robotic leg.
"Is that all?! Is IT?!"
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OMega ducks forward a bit then launches himself backward, slamming Ezgo into the dirt and squishing him under several tons of suit. He brings his arm up into the air before slamming his elbow onto where Ezgo was under him.
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There are many sounds. One of straining metal. One of hissing steam. One of a roar of adrenaline and anger. Then there was the clang of a metal elbow in his metallic rib cage. Ezgo had managed to curl himself up, brought both of his legs under himself, and is now holding Mega-O6 with all six limbs. He groans from the strain it puts on him, but it allows him free access to the armor of his opponent..
While he holds the several ton monster up barely, his wrist-blades are are at work, scraping against folds in the metal, and trying to get into joints. Why did he make him so HEAVY?!
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Omega hears the clattering of something trying to pry into his armor. He uses his arms and legs and strains to lift himself and Ezgo clinging to his back and slams himself down again several times then began to roll towards a wall, all the while making any kind of stable work into armor impossible with all the dust and sand being kicked up. Omega stands up and begins smashing Ezgo into a stone wall.
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Ezgo lets a bloody grin move onto his face, he seems to almost.. not care. He doesn't care what pains his body brings him any longer. He lets Mega smash him into the wall.. His grip was lost.. Before pulling up his secondary arms in a flurry, launching an explosive at Mega's glass faceplate, and pulling up his knife quickly to attempt to... stab the explosive into the glass. Ezgo's eyes show only glee and bliss.
"Now.. NOW YOU DIE AGAIN! HA! HAHA! HAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAA!" Ezgo's laughter fills the air.
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Ezgo's speed was distressing, however when Ezgo placed the explosive on Omega's glass visor he turned to the side on impulse. Though the knife actually penetrated the iron and cut Omega's cheek inside, he missed the explosive just barely. Omega leans forward to drop the bomb from his plate then turns around and falls onto his back onto the explosive, with Ezgo still on board now on the bomb.
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Ezgo grins, wider than he should be able to. He puts his feet up against the wall he was being smashed against, and JUMPS against it, wriggling free of Mega-O6's bulky, and by that right clumsy, hands, sending himself just over O6 as the abomination veers down. He brings his knife out of the cut it made in the process. He only laughs more.
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Assuming Ezgo jumped away from the wall before Omega began to turn around, Omega wouldn't have turned around and fell back. He'd move to the side to get away from the explosive.
(What? We doing time travel now? xP)
Omega raises his gun and empties the last of the ammo where Ezgo landed.
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Ezgo gasps and clenches at his chest, a hole having be torn in the right side. Steam spews forth from it, which he covers with his hand. He has.. No.. He must see this monster die.. This wound is not fatal.. Given time it might be.. He doubles over onto his knees, and struggles to turn around. One.. last.. shot..
Ezgo pulls his gun out one last time.. and empties it of its last few shots in spite. He's not gonna die. No, not yet. He must live! He must live to see the world recreated with the power of steel!
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Omega covers his vital spots with his arms as Ezgo fires off his gun, punching holes into his armor and causing metal splinters to choke up his joint gears, reducing mobility. Omega tosses his massive gattling to the side and slowly advances on the wounded Ezgo.
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"Ha.." Ezgo mutters as Mega-O6 approaches.
"Haha.." He waits..
"Come closer.. I must say something to you before I die.. Give a man his last words.."
He waits for O6 to approach him, his secondary arms drooping back.
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Omega stands several meters away, out of bomb launch distance and an arm at the ready and knife pointed forward. Omega let out a low pitch growl at Ezgo.
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With a small cough, Ezgo gets up onto his feet, with his left hand he holds his knife.. and he drops the gun that was in his right. He takes a step forwards to Mega-O6.
"You were supposed to be the best I've created yet.. You know.. But never meant to be better than me.. But I was wrong.. I should've never killed you.. I should've never brought you back.. I should've never blessed you with.. my gift.."
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The giant steps back and let out a slow utterance: "Karma." He keeps his guard up, wary of Ezgo's disturbing speed.
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Kain snaps his fingers, stopping time shortly as he steps down the stairs to the side of the arena. He climbs down, and inspects both fighters before his minute is up. He checks Ezgo's arms, O6's faceplate and gun, the knife and bayonet...
The demongod tilts his head and shrugs, only a few seconds before the timestop is over. "Tough match, folks, but I think we know who won, all in all."
Kain grabs the knife from Ezgo and stabs Mega-O6 in the stomach, then proceeds to make a fancy design of horns and fire worthy of an art-eest.
He then snaps his fingers (only for style points, since time would have returned to normal anyway) and watches.
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Omega stood there for a few seconds and looks down, having no stomach to speak of. He looks up and stabs Ezgo with his bayonet.
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Kain grumbles and grabs the bayonet, throwing it up into the stand, catching the jokester in the knee. "You're a persistent little bugger, you know that?" he mumbles, and pushes Mega-O6 over before standing on his chest. "I like that, though. You can stay. Most will usually just give up once they see my perfect pictures."
He snaps his fingers again and Mega-O6 disappears - this time he reappears in Ezgo's room. The madman himself, however, is offered a tray of relics by a jackal-ish servant, and a couple more women tend to his injuries. On the tray lie the remaining objects; a red rose, a chain of beads holding water, a red shard, and the shadowy mirror.
NOW AS FOR THE JUDGING
This was dang hard. >.>
Donnie's tactics were, to me, much better than Dray's. He seemed to think about them much more. Dray's style, though, was more creative and appealing to me, while Donnie was... well, in character - a big hulk without much of a personality in my opinion. Even so, I like both of the characters. A madman-android is something awesome, and I like the whole Big Daddy/steam golem/giant/Nautilus kinda guy.
Even so... I believe that the creativity was manifested more by Dray. So, Ezgo moves on as a winner, but 06 is welcome to stay |:P
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Eyeing it with curiosity, Ezgo picks up the crimson shard. He isn't quite sure what it's supposed to do.
"Odd little trinket.. But if you must offer, then I shall take it."