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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 24, 2013 21:54:36 GMT -5
Kakeru jumped to meet them, sweeping his hands out to the side to perform a double-lariat and drag the robots down, slamming them into the other two, as his device spun to nearly blurring speeds. "These things are pitiful. Barely as strong as cockroaches."
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 24, 2013 22:13:36 GMT -5
As the four robots dropped to the floor, reduced to heaps of scrap, a panel slid open in the wall behind Kakeru. Another robot, this one as wide as three of the previous model across and packing arms that looked like jackhammers, moved in on Kakeru, raising a fist for a strike.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 24, 2013 23:20:49 GMT -5
Kakeru turned to the larger robot and grinned. "About damn time. The knuckle fodder were getting boring, and I need something to slam." As he spoke, the device spun faster and faster, reaching peak speed and becoming a circular blur, glowing with a red-orange light. "Come get some, jumbo!"
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 24, 2013 23:23:00 GMT -5
It seemed to reconsider its move, instead bringing both fists equal and trying to slam them together and crush Kakeru's head like a grape, triggering the pistons built into it's forearms to add force to the blow.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 0:08:37 GMT -5
Kakeru raised his hands, grasping the robot's incoming fists in a fiery display. Even as the pistons kicked in, he was unfazed, and squeezed more tightly, crushing both hands in an instant. With another quick flick, he shifted into a punch, landing it square in the robot's chestplate.
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 25, 2013 17:32:42 GMT -5
The robot's chestplate dented heavily, but didn't give way. It swung it's arms at Kakeru, using them like clubs in the new absence of fists.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 21:16:31 GMT -5
Kakeru jumped back, skidding a bit, and using the momentum to take stance. Now that the device was spinning at full speed, an alert popped up in his visor, prompting him to activate the finisher. As the robot drew closer, Kakeru decided he'd add some flare and give the finisher a chant, as he took a different stance. "This hand of mine is burning red! Its loud roar tells me to grasp victory! ERUPTING! BURNING! FINGEEEEERRRR!" As he chanted, a port opened on his chestplate, revealing a small G-Stone, and his hands began to glow a burning orange-red. As he finished and yelled out, he loosed a punch into the dent of the robot's chestplate, and released a wave of heat and pressure as strong as a hurricane from his fist, shattering the machine and sending the pieces flying into the door behind it, shattering the door as well.
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 25, 2013 21:30:43 GMT -5
The robot broke into pieces upon impacting the door, breaking the door into matchsticks as well. The two smaller robots inside flew into the wall behind them, the shards of the door and the larger robot decommissioning them into pieces. Claudia averted her eyes, the wave of pressure buffeting against her. The steel bands securing her to the steel pole allowed her to keep standing, but the heat that came with it reddened her face. She made quite a sight indeed. The robots had dressed her in a very interesting dress, complete with a pair of boots that had heels so high, she was on the tips of her toes, and gagged her by gluing a sheet of latex, specifically designed to match her skin tone perfectly, onto the lower half of her face, making it seem as if she had no mouth. |
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 22:06:20 GMT -5
As everything shattered, various ports on Fiammante's armor opened, releasing steam, and the armor disappeared, Kakeru wobbling and falling to his knees, out of breath. Across his body were small burns, painful, but not particularly damaging, and his breathing was shaky.
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 25, 2013 22:08:48 GMT -5
The steam was actually somewhat refreshing, but Claudia was in no mood to enjoy it. She strained against the metal bands securing her to the pole, mumbling at Kakeru behind her gag.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 22:55:45 GMT -5
Kakeru managed to catch his breath, dragging himself upright, and walking over to Claudia, stumbling a bit. As he drew close, he noticed the redness of her face, and smirked. "That excited to see me, eh? Well, gimme a minute. I'm a touch worn out." Reaching her, he noticed the gag, and reached to pull it off, doing so in one quick motion.
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 25, 2013 23:15:34 GMT -5
Claudia was very clearly not pleased. "Very funny. My clothes are over there, if you wouldn't mind setting them nearby before freeing me?" She muttered, jerking her head over towards the pile of her clothing, which she was currently wearing not a single piece of. Bettie's Gag sat on top of the pile, but couldn't see it , as the pile was positioned behind her.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 23:21:58 GMT -5
Kakeru walked past her, lifting her clothes and carrying them over next to her, making a note of the ball gag on top. "Hey, Claw-chan, do me a favor."
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Post by Claudia, Josh and the Wraaath on Apr 25, 2013 23:25:31 GMT -5
Claudia seethed a little at the name "Claw". "Yes, Kaki?" She replied. If he could shorten her name, she could shorten his.
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Post by Kakeru Daishori on Apr 25, 2013 23:28:32 GMT -5
"Can it for a minute so I can get you out of this fuckin' thing." He said bluntly, grabbing the gag and popping it into her mouth, affixing it in the back.
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