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Post by Mac Dowell -- CEO on Mar 18, 2012 18:09:07 GMT -5
[PLOT]
[Date: 03/20/2521 -- Early Morning, 8:00]
[Location: Tournament Grounds -- Innerpeace]
[Characters: Voile and Vulturon] ((Admin OOC: The winner of this battle was decided to be Voile. Topic was auto-closed after two weeks passed without a post.)) "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for coming out to watch the matches for the first round of the First Annual Single Elimination Tournament of Innerpeace! As some of you might not be aware, my company, RMUC INC. has fully sponsered this tournament to celebrate the grand opening of new main headquaters here in Cinq Ville!
However, I believe I have bored you all long enough with that, you guys didn't come here for our life story, no. You came to see some ACTION! So, WITHOUT FURTHER ADIEU, LET MY INTRODUCE OUR FIGHTERS FOR THIS MATCH. Coming from the left is Voile Phare, of the Phare brothers! He honestly looks to be the most combat experienced that we've seen so far... And then at my right, is Vuluron! A rather...interesting reploid. Something about singing. Last I heard I could hear for an hour...
Now, I want a good clean fight, you two, and may the best person win. If at any point you no longer desire to fight, you may raise both your hands above your head and shout out your desire to drop. Now, if there are no further questions...
BEGIN THE BATTLE!" |
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Post by condoroid on Mar 19, 2012 10:41:42 GMT -5
This bird smells a Biometal.
In the first round, too. He would be going up against a Biomatch. That was just his luck. And with said luck already playing with him today, it would be a strong one. Maybe even as strong as that Model X.
This would be quite a show. He wasn't sure that he'd trained enough, but hell, there wasn't much training he needed, anyway. He could simply slam a few chords and this match would be over before this kid got an attack out. But where's the fun in that?
No, Vulturon's going to put on a show. That's what people came to these things for, after all. To be entertained.
The Condoroid leered at his opponent, his talons twitching as the announcer called out his name. He raised a clawed hand in the air, his talons held up in a W-shape, the universal symbol for rock. What was that about singing? Psht, no. Get your facts straight, buddy.
Then the battle began. Alright, ol' girl. Lessee if you can still wail. A heavy B minor chord blasted through the arena, then suddenly muted as the sound waves solidified into a transperent barrier around the Condoroid.
"C'mon, kid. Give me your best shot!"
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 19, 2012 13:45:29 GMT -5
Well, well, well. At least he wasn't up against either one of his little brothers. As annoying as they could be, he cared about the two of them. They were the only family he had left, and he had thought that Imit was dead for the past five years or so.
"...Looks like those Pseudoroids that we sometimes took bounties for, Voile," Model RS murmured.
"At least its not a Biomatch," Voile said quietly in response, wincing as the chord blasted through the arena. He Megamerged into The Lost Megaman, saber in right hand and a buster in his left.
"Let's do this!" A shield was a stupid thing to launch a melee attack against since he didn't know. So instead, Voile aimed his buster, and fired it at Vulturon's shield.
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Post by condoroid on Mar 20, 2012 9:33:23 GMT -5
Yep, Biomatch. Woop-de-do.
Vulturon strummed a bounding B riff to keep the barrier stable as Voile Merged and fired on him. Ah, a buster and a saber? Interesting. However, the uncharged shots wouldn't do much other than cause a spastic ripple in the transparent barrier.
Igniting his wings, the Condoroid rose off the ground in dramatic fashion, still churning out the same B riff, though the chord and the bird's ego became more intense with each step.
"Ladies and gentlemen..." he crooned, all the while keeping his glare fixed on his opponent. "... I bring you... CONDORROCCCKK!!
On that note, the B riff suddenly bent into a hammering C sharp. The barrier protecting Vulturon shot down to the ground below him, the impact sending a shockwave in every direction along the arena floor.
Overdramatic ego trip is go
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 20, 2012 14:47:23 GMT -5
Well, someone was a little egotistical. And it wasn't just the twenty-year-old Biomatch that was standing here.
The uncharged shots didn't seem to work, though thankfully with the armor, the chords didn't bother him so much. Well, if uncharged didn't work, he had to try a charged shot! NO NOT A CHARGED SHOT! Voile charged the Buster up, keeping an eye on Vulturon as the other rose into the air. A flying Pseudoroid, eh? He wasn't surprised, considering the skreebird design.
"Fry him with Kentucky already..."
The charged shot was fired off, going straight at Vulturon as the other suddenly caused the barrier to plummet. The young man jumped as the shockwaves went through the floor, wincing as the note changed into a C sharp, hoping that his shot hit. Regardless of whether it did, he slashed the saber to send out the tri-star sparks towards the Pseudoroid.
...What was a "Kentucky", anyways?
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Post by condoroid on Mar 21, 2012 8:30:58 GMT -5
That reference is only made better by the fact that "Voile" is almost "Vile". I'll shut up now.
The Condoroid was so caught up in his act and the roar of the crowd that he almost forgot he was in the middle of a battle. He only barely dodged the charge shot. Unprotected, that could have been a disastrous hit.
Ah, what's this? Attacking with the blade, now? Interesting. Those sparks didn't seem too powerful, but he couldn't risk having this opponent get in too many hits. He stayed put, moving only so that two of the sparks would miss, and deflecting the third with his guitar. "C'mon, kid. I could'a blocked that in my sleep!"
By this point, were they fighting in his territory, Vuturon would have been hurling various boulder-sized hunks of scrap at Voile. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be any loose peices of metal lying around, and the bird was fairly sure that people wouldn't be too happy with him if he started ripping the place apart. Maybe later on, if things got desprate.
For now, he'll start playing that B riff again to raise another barrier. Unless this kid mixes this up, this match ain't gonna be worth my time.
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 21, 2012 13:29:58 GMT -5
Even though Voile's name doesn't even have the same meaning as Vile... though either way, these two needed to start landing hits soon. 
Voile frowned a bit as he dodged the charged shot. It would have been disastrous for Vulturon, but the Pseudoroid honestly had little idea how. Either way, even though Voile had been sure it would hit, he just shook his head, used to Pseudoroids he's hunted dodging by now, and instead took a jump back."..." He calmly ignored what Vulturon had said, not letting it phase him. He wouldn't have gotten where he was if he let childish taunts like that irritate him. Uncharged buster shots wouldn't work against the shield, or at least a small number of them wouldn't, and Vulturon was bound to pull it back up. Voile began to charge his buster, to see if a charged shot would pierce it.
Speak of the devil, and there he did, starting to play the guitar. Just as he started to play the guitar to bring the barrier up, Voile dashed closer and let loose the charged shot, before following it up with uncharged shots and a pair of shurikens that he had obtained from Model S. The shot was much to close to dodge completely. |
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Post by condoroid on Mar 22, 2012 8:25:42 GMT -5
Not one for banter, this kid. All the Condoroid wants is to put on a show for the good people, and this kid's just not playing along.
Vulturon had little time to react when Voile lept at him and let loose a barrage of attacks. The charge shot was expected and dodged, but the flurry of attacks that followed certainly werent. When the first shot impacted on the barrier, it created a large enough ripple to allow the two uncharged shots to destroy it completely. Then came the shuriken.
Vulturon was hit. One of the blades cut through his torso, leaving a large gash behind. The other slashed his left arm, causing him to momentarily lose his altitude as the plasma feilds that made up his wing shorted out from the sudden impact. He dropped to the ground, letting out a grunt of pain as he landed.
"Bloody pest!! You're ruining the show!" The downside to Voile's approach was that he was left fairly close to the Condoroid after his attack. Close enough for him to attempt to bludgen the boy with his guitar. EL KABONNNGG!
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 22, 2012 21:22:56 GMT -5
Nope, Voile never played along with anyone. Unless they were named Aven, Ebran, or Imit, or were a cute, shy girl. And Vulturon, thank goodness, was not the former or the latter, because that would have been completely awkward.
The charged shot missed, causing Voile to curse mentally, but at least the uncharged shots destroyed it! And thank goodness for those shuriken that can pierce skin and armor when they hit. They actually did some damage! Mentally deciding to thank Alki one day for those, Voile smirked a bit, getting his saber out as Vulturon landed and yelled at him, before finally giving a little banter.
"If you're looking to be a rock star, I think you're in the wrong building."
Wait, that guitar-
BONG!
"For the love of Isaac klacking Asimov, ow! Proff!" In the temporary daze that Voile and Model RS now had, RS briefly took over as Voile remained in the daze longer and slashed at the Pseudoroid with the saber just as Vulturon pulled the guitar back.
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Post by condoroid on Mar 26, 2012 8:34:56 GMT -5
Vulturon showed a skeletal smirk as the guitar made contact, spinning the guitar around once in his hand and perparing to swing around again...
When the boy slashed out at him again. No way he could've recovered from that hit so quickly! That should have left him open for at least another moment or two, long enough for the Condoroid to give him another solid hit.
Vulturon jerked backward out of reflex, but was still caught by the edge of the blade as it slashed through his torso. Now that was a close call, though he still screeched in pain.
Not wanting to be chopped up any more than he already was and then fried with Kentucky, the bird lept back a good few yards and slammed a low G, vanishing into a blur of sound waves. He reappeared a few moments later, hovering a fair distance behind Voile. Getting up close... not a good idea, that.
Deciding that it still wasn't time to start tearing sheet metal off the walls yet, the Condoroid churned out another B chord, another sound barrier forming around him... Bloody hell, did his chest hurt...
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 26, 2012 13:44:26 GMT -5
No, Voile didn't recover that quickly from the guitar blow. In fact, the young human was sitting in the back of his brain, mentally cursing as his Biometal, who had a much higher pain tolerance, took control of their shared body briefly. He never liked the feeling, but... Model RS was welcome to it this time!
"Heh~." Model RS let out a smirk of satisfaction as Vulturon screeched in pain. The saber hadn't gone in as deeply as he would have liked, but it had managed to leave a nice-looking mark.
//Oy, you still smarting from pain? You're fragiler than most of your kind.//
//Just a bit. Not my fault my body hates me. You can stay in control for awhile.// By now, he was used to Model RS referring to humans as "your kind", even if he didn't understand the basis for it.
Model RS kept a close eye as Vulturon disappeared, but a sound from behind him indicated where the other had disappeared to. Come on Vulturon, get close again, Model RS wants you to, so he can give you a nice cut to match that particular one.
//For the love of everything holy, RS, don't kill him, it's a freakin' competition! Now, if I find a bounty on him, I'll kill him later.//
//Yeah yeah, I know... Spoilsport human.// Model RS whipped around, taking care not to jostle Voile's body as much as he could, and watched as the barrier began to form. He waved the saber to send a few sparks out, before dash-jumping and slashing at it.
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Post by condoroid on Mar 28, 2012 8:11:31 GMT -5
That's right, kid. Get up close so the bird can fake you out and smack you again.
Vulturon smirked when Voile/RS attempted to break through the barrier again. The sparks impacted on the barrier, creating that same disruptive ripple, but instead of trying to repair it, the Condoroid simply allowed it to dissipate, leaving RS with what appeared to be an opening.
When the boy dashed at him, however, a dangerous grin appeared on Vulturon's beak. Just as RS was close enough to lash out again, the Condoroid bent a high C, screeching down the guitar's neck. Of course, in the time it took him to do so, RS was already in mid-swing. The blade managed to cut fairly deep this time, which combined with the gashes he'd already sustained, caused a rather painful experience for the poor bird.
In any case, that C chord still managed to play itself out. The sudden pulse of sound sent out a powerful shockwave, which at such close range, would likely send RS flying a good distance.
... and now Vulturon was bleeding oil. Or whatever the hell that stuff was. He dropped back down to the ground, now clutching his chest and leaning on his guitar like a cane. Ain't gonna take much more of this... Screw the rules, I'm gonna smash this kid to bits.
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Mar 31, 2012 14:57:02 GMT -5
That barrier dissolved quite easily with the sparks. Perhaps a little too easily. Either way, there seemed to be quite a large opening. RS decided to take that opening, even if he could mentally tell that Voile was starting to recover.
Warning bells rang in his head at the grin that Vulturon gave and began to strum the guitar. At that range, RS managed to cut him pretty deeply, but the wave of the sound slammed into him. Holy klacking Asimov, it was like he was slammed into a truck.
The young man/biometal was shoved back, though he skidded and brought himself to a halt. Despite the fact his/Voile's ears were now ringing, it seemed like that Vulturon was injured pretty badly, too. This battle would be ending soon...
//My turn?//
//Go for it. Stupid Kentucky-fried chicken.//
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Post by condoroid on Apr 5, 2012 8:11:32 GMT -5
The Condoroid grunted, hefting himself back up. No more games with this kid. He had to keep a good distance between them if he was going to win this one, especially in his current condition. Voile/RS didn't seem to be faring much better; the kid looked rather exhausted, though he wasn't physically as battered as Vulturon was.
Clenching his talons around the neck of his guitar, the bird started churning out a G chord. Yes, this was it. He was going to tear this stadium apart to win this, even if it was just the first round. The metal panels on the walls surrounding the arena were the first to bend at their seams, but were for the moment held in place.
As the chord grew more intense, the floor itself began to wail as chunks of sheet metal were ripped from their foundation. Bending and twisting in a symphony of screeching metal, the chunks began to form three lance-like spears, floating beside the Condoroid. Oh, yeah. Now we're getting somewhere.
With a sudden, powerful burst, the spears were fired toward Voile, boosted by the soundwaves eminating from the guitar.
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Post by Voile Phare & Model RS on Apr 6, 2012 21:50:56 GMT -5
((OOC: Since we need to have a winner decided tomorrow, I'mma make a comment in OOC about it now and stuff. I just... really can't picture Voile losing in the first round to a Pseudoroid considering the crap he was up to in the past and who his Biometal is.))
In the back of his mind, RS could tell that Vulturon was getting much weaker. It had all to do with the experience that he had had, even if it had been years since he had fought, plus Vulturon wasn't the first animal-based robot that he had faced. At least Vulturon actually seemed to be a robot and not some random human wearing a literal robot suit.
Voile, now that he was back in control, watched Vulturon carefully as the other made G chords, making sure to stay out of range as much as he could... but the arena itself seemed to be resonating with the music. Klack, he had better think of something to be able to counter this.
While those chunks of metal were ripping themselves apart, Voile began to charge his Buster up, moving around so that he didn't get hit by stray pieces, even if a few still managed to clip him. Obviously, those spears would take time to form, so as Vulturon moved to fire them, Voile let loose the charged shot at the Condoroid, rolling underneath two of the spears and feeling the other breeze right by him.
He did not want to get stabbed by those and killed right now. His mind clicked off and forgot this was a tournament; no, this was survival mode, now.
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