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06-03-2004, 05:59 PM

OoC: You didn’t over role-play my character, actually, you did exactly what I would have done.

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Demonoid’s sensors rang throughout his head in a blaze of alarms. The pain his arm was incredible, but he couldn’t imagine a poison needle do much damage to his metal body. He wiped the artificial blood from his face. The only purpose that blood had for him was to merely keep the temperature of his body low, kind of like coolant in a motor. He looked at the redness of it and grinned. He soon hoped to see bloodshed from his opponent, but he had to wait. The sensors came back roaring inside his head.

Robotic voice: “ The needle struck a circuit in the arm component, damage is minimal, but it hit the a circuit keeping pain to a minimal, overriding it to do the opposite. "
Demonoid: “Now that’s just great. How long until internal repairs are finished with this problem.”
RV: “ Arm should function in a few moments. But we can only pass partial power to it right now. "
Demonoid: “You better get that thing under control soon, or I’ll rip your little component out of my system.”
RV: “ Don’t need to get sentimental, oh, and look out .”

Demonoid ducked out of the way of the beam sabres. The light from them illuminated his face. He knew that was too close, and that he ad escaped from that move with pure luck. Or maybe WZ was only testing out his speed? Demonoid didn’t have time to ponder the thought. WZ’s foot crashed into his face and sent him to his back. Demonoid slid a few feet on the cool floor of the flying platform. He saw the light of the blade sabre above WZ’s head. Under Demonoid’s feet then flashed a dim blue light. WZ’s experienced eyes saw the little move many would have missed. Demonoid was propelled backwards, escaping the blade sabre by mere inches. He knew he had been lucky, and he knew he had to stop relying on his luck and more on his skills. He was now a good distance from WZ. He got up slowly, still clutching the axe in his damaged arm. Then a light surrounded the axe and it seemed to disappear into the light. The axe was gone, but as soon as it was, a light appeared to surround Demonoid’s other hand. The light took the shape of a long sword. It materialized and the metal seemed sharp enough to cut through even the platform they were floating on.

Demonoid charged at WZ, an irrational move in his weakened state, but he had mostly been irrational all his life, why change now? His damaged arm didn’t seem to move at all, but his other arm sure did. WZ dodged the many swings the android could come out with. Demonoid was surprised by the battle expertise this stranger had, but he still managed to find an opening. WZ slammed his fist into Demonoid’s face as he was trying to slice WZ in half. Demonoid had been fooled. Now he was certain this being had tremendous potential in combat. Demonoid ran at WZ and as they were about to collide in furious combat, a portal opened up before Demonoid and he passed through it. WZ had time to turn his head and saw a portal open at his face’s height. Demonoid came out running ramming his foot Into WZ’s face. The big machine was pushed back, but it wasn’t enough to make it loose it’s footing. Demonoid landed smoothly onto the ground. When he landed, he bounced a little on one foot.

Demonoid : “Damn, that really hurt! What the hell are you made of? Your metal body is as hard as mine.”

06-03-2004, 05:59 PM	#4
Demonoid Guest Posts: n/a	OoC: You didn’t over role-play my character, actually, you did exactly what I would have done. ----- Demonoid’s sensors rang throughout his head in a blaze of alarms. The pain his arm was incredible, but he couldn’t imagine a poison needle do much damage to his metal body. He wiped the artificial blood from his face. The only purpose that blood had for him was to merely keep the temperature of his body low, kind of like coolant in a motor. He looked at the redness of it and grinned. He soon hoped to see bloodshed from his opponent, but he had to wait. The sensors came back roaring inside his head. Robotic voice: “ The needle struck a circuit in the arm component, damage is minimal, but it hit the a circuit keeping pain to a minimal, overriding it to do the opposite. " Demonoid: “Now that’s just great. How long until internal repairs are finished with this problem.” RV: “ Arm should function in a few moments. But we can only pass partial power to it right now. " Demonoid: “You better get that thing under control soon, or I’ll rip your little component out of my system.” RV: “ Don’t need to get sentimental, oh, and look out .” Demonoid ducked out of the way of the beam sabres. The light from them illuminated his face. He knew that was too close, and that he ad escaped from that move with pure luck. Or maybe WZ was only testing out his speed? Demonoid didn’t have time to ponder the thought. WZ’s foot crashed into his face and sent him to his back. Demonoid slid a few feet on the cool floor of the flying platform. He saw the light of the blade sabre above WZ’s head. Under Demonoid’s feet then flashed a dim blue light. WZ’s experienced eyes saw the little move many would have missed. Demonoid was propelled backwards, escaping the blade sabre by mere inches. He knew he had been lucky, and he knew he had to stop relying on his luck and more on his skills. He was now a good distance from WZ. He got up slowly, still clutching the axe in his damaged arm. Then a light surrounded the axe and it seemed to disappear into the light. The axe was gone, but as soon as it was, a light appeared to surround Demonoid’s other hand. The light took the shape of a long sword. It materialized and the metal seemed sharp enough to cut through even the platform they were floating on. Demonoid charged at WZ, an irrational move in his weakened state, but he had mostly been irrational all his life, why change now? His damaged arm didn’t seem to move at all, but his other arm sure did. WZ dodged the many swings the android could come out with. Demonoid was surprised by the battle expertise this stranger had, but he still managed to find an opening. WZ slammed his fist into Demonoid’s face as he was trying to slice WZ in half. Demonoid had been fooled. Now he was certain this being had tremendous potential in combat. Demonoid ran at WZ and as they were about to collide in furious combat, a portal opened up before Demonoid and he passed through it. WZ had time to turn his head and saw a portal open at his face’s height. Demonoid came out running ramming his foot Into WZ’s face. The big machine was pushed back, but it wasn’t enough to make it loose it’s footing. Demonoid landed smoothly onto the ground. When he landed, he bounced a little on one foot. Demonoid : “Damn, that really hurt! What the hell are you made of? Your metal body is as hard as mine.”