A Debt To Be Repaid

Swiffer Sweeper Vac · 07-21-2008, 02:30 PM

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This is the battle that I've owed to Metal Man for quite a while.

Soooo yeeeaaah.
I'll use V V, and I guess we'll battle on good 'ol planet Earth.

And I propose that we start the battle here: Lamory ,MS

Just an average small city made up mainly of suberbs with thick growth here and there.

Full of Communist-Hating,Gun-Toatin, Hillbillies.

Most of the population is slow ,with the exception of a handful of people.

It's pretty pleasant and peaceful during the day .

Right outside of the city on all sides are concrete roads Leading you through the woods.
Along with a few trailer parks.

The only problems are that occassionally the wildlife comes by and the occasional psycotic killer may pop up here and there.

Not to mention the occasional Mexican teenager who thinks it's funny to send a bomb threat note to the local video rental place.

And sign the note!

With nice greenery everywhere, and friendly people.

It's the perfect place to raise a family.

So, What say you and I trash this place?

Yea or Nea?
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EDIT:Ooh wait ,I forgot some of the details about the city.

Like the retarded rapists ,and the gang bangers that come out at night.

Not to mention the KKK and Black Panthers.

And the annual festival that the people have to worship trains.

Oh, and the Angel of Death is from there.

Metal Man · 07-25-2008, 09:58 PM

OOC: Yea, of course.

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It was a strange place to Metal Sonic. He had come here searching for a foe he had fought elsewhere, and it obviously was not of his world. The people's reactions (ranging from "Ahhhh!!!" to "Yo yo, who let that toy in here?") did not bother him in the least; one poor soul, however, got up in his grill (so to speak) and began trying to speak to him. Perhaps he'd taken too many drugs, as Metal Sonic had no mouth.

The robot looked up at him, smirked (in a mouthless, evil way) and stabbed the man in the gut with his hands (which had morphed into their knife-like form just to get that man) and then kicked him over. Without saying a word, he walked over the man, half-crushing him with his weight. (For he weighed over six hundred pounds, being made entirely out of dense alloys. How he moved is a question to be asked of the genius of Dr. Robotnik...)

The low sun was obscured by smog, yet it still revealed the immense shininess of the robot. Another guy took a shot at the machine, yet it was in vain; the wound healed instantly, and the robot fired a shot of his own... from his chest.

The blue laser melted the gun-wielding thug into a pile of goo. There was no more combat there. "Hmph!" He walked on, eventually stopping at a street.

There was a car in his way. He hated cars. He hated people. He hated anything that wasn't a robot, even! He was so annoyed by the movement of inferior organic beings, that he had long ago decided to destroy those who got in his way and ignore the rest. After all, that was most efficient.

A sickening crunch marked the destruction of the car; while the occupant escaped, the owner of a nearby pawn shop got a new piece of interior decoration as Metal Sonic hurled the decimated auto through the fragile front glass window of his store.

He nearly went outside to harass the thing, but Metal Sonic lasered the frame of his store shut. His screaming went on in the background, as Metal Sonic stopped at a statue.

This statue had been covered with graffiti for the longest time, but it still represented the hopes and dreams of the people who had founded this cursed area. Metal Sonic saw it to be a nice pedestal, however; and, not knowing the significance of what he was about to do, ripped the statue off of it and hurled it into the rooftop of a nearby grocery store with a resounding CRUNCH. The smell of broken copper filled the already smoky air like the curses of an unjustly jailed priest.

The abomination of a machine stood atop the pillar and himself transformed into a statue-like pose--in fact, he looked like the statue now, mimicking its alloys exactly.

Except in this case, he was himself... a robotic hedgehog... which had no place in this modern town.

Swiffer Sweeper Vac · 08-17-2008, 02:47 PM

V V was walking through the strangely familiar city while looking for his metal opponent.

Out of nowhere a car came swerving around the curb, nearly running into three people and a local barber shop.

The car started zooming towards V V at approximately 86 MPH. He jumped out of the way of the speeding vehicle as quickly as he could, narrowly being missed by the car.

Then there was a loud,"SNAP!" as V V let his whip fly. The end of the whip grappled the car's front bumper.

The car turned around with a jerk .Nearly sending V V flying,but Vhe was able to keep his footing,and his grip.

The whip then came back to V V. He walked over to the blue car (which had hit a nearby telephone pole) to see if the driver or any passengers were injured.

He clutched the top of the vehicle and with a bit of a strain pulled the car away from the pole.

He walked over to the dented door and attenpted to open it.The door was wedged shut.

V V proceeded to slip the avien flametounge under the door and attempted to pry the door open.

He got the door about half way off of the hinges then pulled the door off the rest of the way with his hands.

The man who was driving the car was knocked out and bleeding from his forehead.(most likely from the crash that V V caused.)

As V V was about to pull the man out of the car,the man woke up and started yelling.

He jumped out of the car shoving V V aside and started running in the direction that he was driving in before.

The man was out of sight,but could still be heard yelling in terror.

There were then three loud explosions followed by blood curtling screams of terror and agony.

V V ran down the street and was surprisingly UNsurprised to see a car inside of a sealed off pawn shop's front display window, a 30-30 laying in a pile of goo ,and a broken grocery store roof that now only said ," ____ERY STO__" with the "R" and "E" in "STORE" on fire, and the "GROC" in "GROCERY" crumbled into hundreds of pieces.

He then turned to see a metal hedgehog standing on the pedastal that seemed to have had a statue on it before. He cocked his arms back to summon his armblades.

He was now poised for battle.
Whatever his enemy would throw at him,he was ready for it.

Metal Man · 08-18-2008, 12:24 AM

The Metal being stopped sitting there. It had been a while. It scanned its foe, whom only registered as 'V V' and as a 'vague humanoid' with armblades. Through the HUD of his eyes, Metal Sonic designated the threat level as 'average' as he casually turned back to his magnificent blue color, and, without a word, stepped down to face his foe.

He analyzed the armblades, determining their exact weakness. Most blades were made of metal, and there were two of these. And he was capable of generating a great deal of electricity. So what did he do? Just that. Crackling yellow light emitted from his body as he became surrounded with the stuff. Normally, he'd just charge right in, but his foe was far slower than Sonic; so instead he did something else.

He precisely determined the electrical charges of the armblades, and then sent out an imperceptible stream of nanites towards them. The charges were soon changed, regardless of his foe's ability to move. His red eyes narrowed as his electrical field blinked once... twice....

ZAP! ZAP! ZAPZAPZAPZAPZAPZAPZAP!!!!

The electricity found a new path to the ground; it was through the arm blades. The sheer amount of power would be enough to make them nearly melt; and while that was happening, it would probably heat up to the point so as to burn the wielder. To say nothing of the electricity, which, if there was no proper protection, could fry the owner of these blades like a tree struck by lightning.

The hedgehog slowly advanced on his electrified foe, a cocky smirk on his face. He raised a hand and stopped before him, turning off the electricty so as to see the smoke rise from his newest victim. His metallic voice grated the air as he finally figured to speak to this unfortunate soul...

"Who has come to die at the hand of Metal Sonic today?"

He clenched his shiny metallic right fist with a sickeningly final clunk.

07-21-2008, 02:30 PM	#1
Swiffer Sweeper Vac Member Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: I'm Batman. Gender: Posts: 958 Thanks: 468 Thanked 29 Times in 27 Posts Points: 4,866.28 Bank: 1,653.63 Total Points: 6,519.91 Donate	A Debt To Be Repaid ..... This is the battle that I've owed to Metal Man for quite a while. Soooo yeeeaaah. I'll use V V, and I guess we'll battle on good 'ol planet Earth. And I propose that we start the battle here: Lamory ,MS Just an average small city made up mainly of suberbs with thick growth here and there. Full of Communist-Hating,Gun-Toatin, Hillbillies. Most of the population is slow ,with the exception of a handful of people. It's pretty pleasant and peaceful during the day . Right outside of the city on all sides are concrete roads Leading you through the woods. Along with a few trailer parks. The only problems are that occassionally the wildlife comes by and the occasional psycotic killer may pop up here and there. Not to mention the occasional Mexican teenager who thinks it's funny to send a bomb threat note to the local video rental place. And sign the note! With nice greenery everywhere, and friendly people. It's the perfect place to raise a family. So, What say you and I trash this place? Yea or Nea? ------------------------------- EDIT:Ooh wait ,I forgot some of the details about the city. Like the retarded rapists ,and the gang bangers that come out at night. Not to mention the KKK and Black Panthers. And the annual festival that the people have to worship trains. Oh, and the Angel of Death is from there. Last edited by Guildmaster; 07-21-2008 at 02:37 PM.

07-25-2008, 09:58 PM	#2
Metal Man Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2000 Location: Gender: Posts: 6,932 Thanks: 77 Thanked 226 Times in 157 Posts Points: 15,024.81 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 15,024.81 Donate	OOC: Yea, of course. -------------------- It was a strange place to Metal Sonic. He had come here searching for a foe he had fought elsewhere, and it obviously was not of his world. The people's reactions (ranging from "Ahhhh!!!" to "Yo yo, who let that toy in here?") did not bother him in the least; one poor soul, however, got up in his grill (so to speak) and began trying to speak to him. Perhaps he'd taken too many drugs, as Metal Sonic had no mouth. The robot looked up at him, smirked (in a mouthless, evil way) and stabbed the man in the gut with his hands (which had morphed into their knife-like form just to get that man) and then kicked him over. Without saying a word, he walked over the man, half-crushing him with his weight. (For he weighed over six hundred pounds, being made entirely out of dense alloys. How he moved is a question to be asked of the genius of Dr. Robotnik...) The low sun was obscured by smog, yet it still revealed the immense shininess of the robot. Another guy took a shot at the machine, yet it was in vain; the wound healed instantly, and the robot fired a shot of his own... from his chest. The blue laser melted the gun-wielding thug into a pile of goo. There was no more combat there. "Hmph!" He walked on, eventually stopping at a street. There was a car in his way. He hated cars. He hated people. He hated anything that wasn't a robot, even! He was so annoyed by the movement of inferior organic beings, that he had long ago decided to destroy those who got in his way and ignore the rest. After all, that was most efficient. A sickening crunch marked the destruction of the car; while the occupant escaped, the owner of a nearby pawn shop got a new piece of interior decoration as Metal Sonic hurled the decimated auto through the fragile front glass window of his store. He nearly went outside to harass the thing, but Metal Sonic lasered the frame of his store shut. His screaming went on in the background, as Metal Sonic stopped at a statue. This statue had been covered with graffiti for the longest time, but it still represented the hopes and dreams of the people who had founded this cursed area. Metal Sonic saw it to be a nice pedestal, however; and, not knowing the significance of what he was about to do, ripped the statue off of it and hurled it into the rooftop of a nearby grocery store with a resounding CRUNCH. The smell of broken copper filled the already smoky air like the curses of an unjustly jailed priest. The abomination of a machine stood atop the pillar and himself transformed into a statue-like pose--in fact, he looked like the statue now, mimicking its alloys exactly. Except in this case, he was himself... a robotic hedgehog... which had no place in this modern town.

08-17-2008, 02:47 PM	#3
Swiffer Sweeper Vac Member Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: I'm Batman. Gender: Posts: 958 Thanks: 468 Thanked 29 Times in 27 Posts Points: 4,866.28 Bank: 1,653.63 Total Points: 6,519.91 Donate	V V was walking through the strangely familiar city while looking for his metal opponent. Out of nowhere a car came swerving around the curb, nearly running into three people and a local barber shop. The car started zooming towards V V at approximately 86 MPH. He jumped out of the way of the speeding vehicle as quickly as he could, narrowly being missed by the car. Then there was a loud,"SNAP!" as V V let his whip fly. The end of the whip grappled the car's front bumper. The car turned around with a jerk .Nearly sending V V flying,but Vhe was able to keep his footing,and his grip. The whip then came back to V V. He walked over to the blue car (which had hit a nearby telephone pole) to see if the driver or any passengers were injured. He clutched the top of the vehicle and with a bit of a strain pulled the car away from the pole. He walked over to the dented door and attenpted to open it.The door was wedged shut. V V proceeded to slip the avien flametounge under the door and attempted to pry the door open. He got the door about half way off of the hinges then pulled the door off the rest of the way with his hands. The man who was driving the car was knocked out and bleeding from his forehead.(most likely from the crash that V V caused.) As V V was about to pull the man out of the car,the man woke up and started yelling. He jumped out of the car shoving V V aside and started running in the direction that he was driving in before. The man was out of sight,but could still be heard yelling in terror. There were then three loud explosions followed by blood curtling screams of terror and agony. V V ran down the street and was surprisingly UNsurprised to see a car inside of a sealed off pawn shop's front display window, a 30-30 laying in a pile of goo ,and a broken grocery store roof that now only said ," ____ERY STO__" with the "R" and "E" in "STORE" on fire, and the "GROC" in "GROCERY" crumbled into hundreds of pieces. He then turned to see a metal hedgehog standing on the pedastal that seemed to have had a statue on it before. He cocked his arms back to summon his armblades. He was now poised for battle. Whatever his enemy would throw at him,he was ready for it.

08-18-2008, 12:24 AM	#4
Metal Man Senior Member Join Date: Apr 2000 Location: Gender: Posts: 6,932 Thanks: 77 Thanked 226 Times in 157 Posts Points: 15,024.81 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 15,024.81 Donate	The Metal being stopped sitting there. It had been a while. It scanned its foe, whom only registered as 'V V' and as a 'vague humanoid' with armblades. Through the HUD of his eyes, Metal Sonic designated the threat level as 'average' as he casually turned back to his magnificent blue color, and, without a word, stepped down to face his foe. He analyzed the armblades, determining their exact weakness. Most blades were made of metal, and there were two of these. And he was capable of generating a great deal of electricity. So what did he do? Just that. Crackling yellow light emitted from his body as he became surrounded with the stuff. Normally, he'd just charge right in, but his foe was far slower than Sonic; so instead he did something else. He precisely determined the electrical charges of the armblades, and then sent out an imperceptible stream of nanites towards them. The charges were soon changed, regardless of his foe's ability to move. His red eyes narrowed as his electrical field blinked once... twice.... ZAP! ZAP! ZAPZAPZAPZAPZAPZAPZAP!!!! The electricity found a new path to the ground; it was through the arm blades. The sheer amount of power would be enough to make them nearly melt; and while that was happening, it would probably heat up to the point so as to burn the wielder. To say nothing of the electricity, which, if there was no proper protection, could fry the owner of these blades like a tree struck by lightning. The hedgehog slowly advanced on his electrified foe, a cocky smirk on his face. He raised a hand and stopped before him, turning off the electricty so as to see the smoke rise from his newest victim. His metallic voice grated the air as he finally figured to speak to this unfortunate soul... "Who has come to die at the hand of Metal Sonic today?" He clenched his shiny metallic right fist with a sickeningly final clunk.