Welcome to Gaia! ::

(What's going on though?! xp )

((feel free, I'm not sure when he'll drop in again... stressed ))

((I'll take over again Tso! Sorry I haven't been able to get on! Gaia was being retarded again!!! Damn thing wouldn't let me log on! It's been like 3 days! Finally got it working last night, but it was a little late to post. Wow, Tso you're good!))

Night fought against the autonomous suits with violent disregard. Punching the heavy bulk of one of them, it was sent flying across the hall, shooting off sparks as it went. All of the experimental suits seemed to be out of service except one. It had recovered from the highly toxic chemicals that had showered out from the biotube. It's left arm retracted to form a bright red blade, pulsating with magnetic energy. Night retracted his arm also, revealing his fury. The two stood at opposite ends of the cooridor, an obvious showdown that would only end in death. Can a robot truly die? If it does not have a soul, does that constitute a sense of pity? No. A robot can die. Before this day was over, only one would emerge victorious. The two twisted their weapons to the side, showing their whole length. In the clock at the back of the room, the time read 11:59. The endgame would begin at noon. Once that moving hand landed on the 12, judgement would be handed out. 12:00 the clock read...

As the Major stepped forward, the sentry guns activated. It was a cold day, cold for a sunny day. The wind blew across the horizon like a child playing with bubbles. All was silent. It was, that is, until the sentries unleashed their torrent of speeding metal at the justice bringer. It was as if time had gone into slow motion, and there was nothing but him, the bullets, and himself. Soon the justice would be handed out...

The turrets increased their rate of fire as the powerful figure inched closer under the force of bullets against him. The screeching of metal impacting against metal filled the area as the Major made his stand. The hale of bullets he returned at the sentry guns nearly matched the input. Some of the turrets exploded in a blaze of glory under the Major's return fire, showering the area with razor sharp shrapnel. These shrapnel pierced the turrets nearest to the ones that exploded, damaging them severely. Perhaps there was a chance of survival...

The turrets exploded with destructive flames, leaving a charred surface against the ground. Bits of metal and circuitry layed against the ground. The remaining turrets continued their fire upon the Major's already worn armored body.