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Post by The Job King on Nov 9, 2013 9:30:43 GMT -6
The roads were quite busy and noisy today...though that was mainly due to the hijacked transport vehicle rampaging it's way toward the city's exit. They actually weren't too far away from the city's northern-most exit as citizens were running and tripping all over themselves trying to get out of the path of the crazy driver. If the hovering vehicle wasn't so sturdy, it would have broken down from all the poles and walls it bumped into and scratched upon. And since this cargo theft happened so fast and the hunters didn't waste time on petty thievery, it was up to the reploid police to handle it, which even they hadn't picked up on the situation as of yet. Inside the vehicle in both the driver and passenger sides...
"Hey! No police roids on our tail. Looks like we'll make it outta here!" The rather ordinary-looking reploid in the passenger side spoke with much joy.
"Yeah! And even if those chumps caught up to us, we'll just flatten them!" The driver himself being a rather ordinary-looking reploid as well. As he pressed his feet on the accelerator as hard as it could go down, he took a very dangerous turn that caused a four-way wreck among other cars. As they drove, they heard some knocking from the back interior.
"Hey! You boys need to drive a little less crazy. Cause any serious damage and then more than just police roids will be on us." A deep and scruffy voiced male sounded after the knocking before going quiet again.
"S-sorry, Boss!" The driver acknowledging, however it didn't matter much since the northern exit was in clear view now.
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moisn
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Post by moisn on Nov 9, 2013 20:38:12 GMT -6
From out of the blue a large powerful laser hits the front of the vehicle from above. Quote used his machine gun as a jet to board on top of the vehicle slamming into in and jamming his chain sword into the top, revving the sword causes it to start cutting into the vehicle with an intimidating screech of metal being shredded. the blade went near the boss as Quote carved a hole into the top pulling out his bubbler and charging it to the third level, his face without emotion .
"Pull over and I won't turn you all into scrap metal" he spoke hostile and monotonous glaring at them.
His sword was firmly placed into the vehicle incase the drivers tried to throw him off. He was given this job but was going to do it his way. He had no morals or restrictions on his actions due to the lack of a personality chip.
(O.O.C: FIRE EMBLEM IS AWESOME)
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Post by The Job King on Nov 10, 2013 10:48:19 GMT -6
When the driver witnessed the sudden beam of heat strike the street and in front of the vehicle, he hit the brakes instantly out of being startled by the unexpected attack. He was beginning to fear someone had finally caught up to them, but he heard something crash upon the top of the hover vehicle as he began to panic on the wheel.
The boss himself, who also appeared to be an ordinary reploid, actually wasn't. As he watched the top of the vehicle being torn open and the lone reploid passing a threat, he merely smirked as he didn't move a muscle and his back was still resting on the wall of the cargo area that separated it from the front seats. Still being amused by the mystery reploid's words, he pulled out a large shotgun from resting on the wall beside him, but didn't aim.
"...Big words coming from a little man. But you won't find turning us all to scrap an easy task." As soon as he said that, he waved his hand and several of his followers that were in the back with him and the stolen cargo stood and all positioned themselves in front of their boss while pulling out their own military-grade fire arms and pointing them upwards at their uninvited guest...likely stolen weaponry from hunters or police. With another wave of his hand, he shouted, "Gun 'im!" before his followers heeded the command and opened fire on the reploid.
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moisn
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Post by moisn on Nov 10, 2013 13:10:01 GMT -6
Using the vehicle as leverage, he pulls his sword out and jumps over the minions and as he is above the boss and center of the group of followers and let loose a giant bubble that trapped them all in it's confines. As the people were trapped in a bubble that would implode with the intense crushing force of black hole, he took out his missile launcher as a safety precaution .
"Pop the bubble and you will assured be crushed to decommission." he stated aiming with his missile launcher and switching the gauge to three, the barrel of the missile launcher spread wider and two move barrels came out from the sides. He was debating to activate hyper mode and end this quickly or rather take it safe as not to cause even more destruction.
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Post by The Job King on Nov 10, 2013 22:20:20 GMT -6
"...So the little man ain't so little after all." The boss chuckled to himself as he witnessed his followers trapped in some sort of strange bubble. The intruder gave his warning, but the boss didn't seemed to pay it any mind. Other than the fact that he wasn't the one trapped in it, he just didn't exactly care for the well-being of his rather idiotic followers since he sees them getting blown up left to right on numerous occasions. Not as odd as the way they're trapped now, but he was used to doing all the dirty work himself. Smirking again as he readied his shotgun, he knocked on the wall again.
"Keep drivin', you dumb-dumbs! I'll waste this cocky little punk myself and dump him off with our escape." He shouted loudly as it was obviously directed to the followers behind the wheel. Hearing their acknowledgment, he finally stood from his little chill spot and aimed his shotgun...at the bubble. The barrel of the long firearm began to intensify with plasma energy as the single round was fired and popped the bubble as he witnessed his followers being crushed and broken apart by the destructive force. After seeing their scraps and remains falling down like rain, he whistled as he pulled on the gun to ready it for another shot.
"Nice little bubble. Gotta give ya that. Definitely -crushed- them, all right. Too bad that likely obliterated their control chips. They ain't coming back this time..." He complimented with a laugh as he kept the gun in one hand. He at least had confidence in his marksmanship and arm strength, since he could use such a power weapon in one hand, despite it's flaws. Stretching out his arms a bit, he soon after used his free hand to gesture a taunt towards his opponent to make the first move.
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moisn
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Post by moisn on Nov 11, 2013 0:31:58 GMT -6
He stared into the Boss's eyes and pulled out a grenade launcher in his side arm and fires an electrically charged fire ball at the vehicle. the energy ball arched over the cargo and blew up in the face of the drivers, destroying their faces and blowing their heads clean off. Still maintaining eye contact he fired three large rockets with two missiles orbiting them consecutively switching to his blade, using the rockets as cover. The first two aimed dead center at the boss while the third aimed for the ground he stood on. The sword was already at it's third gauge and ready for his blade's "surprise".
"Cargo intact, drivers....terminated, target acquired" he stated revving his sword to third level. the many saw blades attached to the blade made a quiet whirr noise and began to light up signaling that the blade spirit was ready to be released. The rockets began to spin and travel faster towards the target due to the rifling of the rocket launcher barrels. the other six orbiting missiles were orbiting faster around the larger ones which would intimidate most reploids and humans but the intimidation may be ineffective to the boss.
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Post by The Job King on Nov 11, 2013 15:39:02 GMT -6
The leader didn't really flinch after realizing the grenade ball wasn't exactly intended for him, but for the two lackeys in the driver and passenger side. While he didn't really care for the two like the others, there was a problem with both of them being destroyed. Though before voicing his thoughts, he gained a little mischievous smile on his features as the rockets were being fired at him. He noticed the ones following the first set were picking up speed, but it was just a simple matter of just trying not being hit by any of them. Since his body was quite average in mass, he was nimble enough to flip sideways and avoid the rockets altogether as they closed in on him. Waiting a bit was necessary since they were likely pretty large in radius when it came to explosive power due to connecting with the floors and walls of the truck.
The little bugger certainly had some odd weaponry on him, especially the saw blade. But he began to feel the vehicle to shake rapidly as he held his ground, but rested his shotgun on his shoulder with a little smirk. "Good job killin' the boys behind the wheel...but ya doooo realize you just eliminated the very people that were controlling this big thing, right? Heh heh." Which obviously meant the transport truck was swerving completely out of control without a driver and was going to crash into something a matter of seconds. Since he was standing still and was bracing himself, the rapid shaking wasn't bothering him much. But he wanted to see how well his opponent could hold his ground with a constantly swerving vehicle, so he aimed his shotgun in a quick motion before firing two destructive spheres of plasma from the double barrels towards the enemy.
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moisn
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Post by moisn on Nov 11, 2013 19:28:30 GMT -6
Moisn swung his sword and with a large array of slashing lights along with what seemed to be a spirit or soul leading the slashes of light. The spirit was screaming a ghastly wail as Moisn used it as camouflage to get in close the spirit reflecting the shots back at the boss. Moisn was moving so deftly the swerving did not falter his footing as he rapidly approached the boss not caring if anyone got hurt from the out of control vehicle since he lacked the program to feel emotion. He was nothing but a ruthless apathetic killing machine being half maverick and half reploid in circuitry.
"As long as I take your head the life of the people who are hurt mean nothing to me." he said quickly as the spirit tackled the boss the impact stopped the spirit and caused an explosion of sword beams which could blind and cut target rapidly. In the array of bright flashes moisn flank from the side taking a baseball bat swing with his sword, blades fiercely revving from point blank.
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Post by The Job King on Nov 11, 2013 21:44:11 GMT -6
(OOC: This is technically still an auto-hit, but I'll let it slide this time for progression.)
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The boss inched an eyebrow as he realized some sort of transparent image of a reploid was flying from the sword and gunning straight for him. Was it supposed to be some sort of projected image acting as a spirit or something? Not like it mattered, since the thing came into very close contact with him. The moment hit struck him, he had a hunch he couldn't damage it since it likely wasn't even physically there. But when it began to explode, he crossed his arms in front of him to reduce the strain of the mini-sword strikes connecting to his body. Though he simply took in a few of them before dropping down and rolling out of the way for safety.
Recovering from the fall, he stared over at the front window as the vehicle hit a turn on it's own and was heading straight for a random building yards away. He then stared back at the other reploid. "Hmph...you're no fun if seeing this thing destroying stuff wouldn't make you shake up like a goodie-goodie. Of course..." He smirked a bit before regaining his balance, and since the truck was going in a single direction, he could move freely for the few remaining moments before impact, jumping atop a few of the crates after equipping his shotgun on his back and exiting to it's top exterior through the gaping hole the intruder made earlier. He then gazed back downwards to finish his sentence. "...you also run the risk of damaging the precious cargo that you're supposed to be retrieving. So yeah, have fun!"
Afterwards, he leaped off the truck and rolled in the street as he watched the truck with the same devilish grin on his face.
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