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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 2:20 pm
Why that pretentious a*****e! Turn your back on Magnet will you? "Alright, lets go, fairy boy." To emphasize his words, the robot master gave his general's metal body a shove of force, hoping to overturn the hammock he rested in.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 4:22 pm
Ah, of course. Try to throw him out of his hammock...really now Magnet you were so predictable. The General landed on his feet, turning his gaze to the other bot.
"I am -not- a fairy, and I will not repeat that again."
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 4:39 pm
Magnet did his best not to look impressed. It was easier since the mask covered his mouth, but his eyes still widened in surprise. "Prove it," the robot master sneered. Sure finding Blues was only half his objective, but it could wait a little longer.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 6:05 pm
"I have no need to prove myself to -you-" Blues was stalling, moving slowly to the vending machine itself as though he wanted another E-tank. In reality he was just trying to get within range of Magnet before the other caught on and blasted him away with his powers.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 6:17 pm
"Heh! Or maybe you're just scared you can't handle a real battle now. Wouldn't want your dainty little wings to get damaged~" Magnet laughed. Sure, he'd allow the general to fuel up for the fight. He didn't want to hear any excuses after he handed Blues his fluffy blue a**. Ugh. That was a horrifying image.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 6:44 pm
Blues calmly poked at the vending machine, an E-tank dispensing into the catch below. He didn't immediately go for it however. No, instead he suddenly whirled around and sent his foot right into Magnet's back.
Hrmph, dainty little wings indeed. You couldn't damage them even if you -wanted to- Magnet.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 7:20 pm
He could almost see Roll running to him now, having bested dainty fairy boy, surely she would choose the winner over any existing relationship between her and Proto, right? And maybe Wily would let him lead the army and give him a room at the top. Yeah! Just wai-- "OOF! Hey!" Magnet snarled, stumbling forward as the kick landed solidly on his back. Well the general's powerful legs didn't seem to have suffered any (he'd once seen him knee the head from a sniper with ease). Man that smarted! Recovering, he turned to face his opponent.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 7:27 pm
"You left your back exposed, and -that- is why you can't be the General."
That settled, Blues retrieved his E-tank from the vending machine and popped it open to take a sip.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 5:09 am
Magnet growled and wrapped Mister Sir Genral McPixieWing a*****e in a magnetic field. No more playing around, it was time he got this mission started. "And you left your entire body exposed to my magnetic fields. OOPS!" The robot master "accidently" slammed Blues into the ceiling. "These magnetic fields can be SO erratic!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 5:26 am
Oh son of a---. He wouldn't. Right? There's no way he'd harm his General, even Magnet wasn't that stupid...
And it was about then that Blues found himself slammed into the ceiling, a good portion of his E-tank ending up in his hair. The bot let out a growl and tried to remain calm.
All he really wanted to do was flail around in the magnetic bubble.
"Let. Me. Down."
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 5:28 am
"Aw you spilled your drink! Maybe you need a bib, general," the robot master snickered. Stepping out into the hall, Magnet began the second part of his mission, finding the party. Continued here
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