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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
19, 2
Total: 21 (2-40)
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 Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 6:45 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 40
AC rolled: 19
Attack successful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP: 38
Daily attack: 1 of 2
Heavy boots thunked against the cement steps of the Academy's staircase. The muscular man's furious gaze settled on to the approaching zeo-bots of Zero Omega's army. He wore worn jeans, and a leather jacket that had steel shoulder guards. It bore no sleeves, and it was only zipped up half way, exposing the man's burly chest, as well as a few of the puncture scars that made up the big dipper constellation on his chest. His dark brown, spiked hair was unwavering, despite the mild gusts. As the man drew closer, he raised his hands and cracked his knuckles slowly. "Any who stand in my way..." He began as he stopped his stride, moving into the fighting stance of his powerful martial art. "Shall feel the fury of my fists!"
The mechanical foes hissed their disapproval of the ballsy challenger. One of the dull grey machines stepped out of the large group, taking careful steps toward the man, axe raised. The man locked his brown eyes onto the machine. How foolish it was for attacking him on its own. Though, it was not as if the group would prove very helpful regardless. The man that stood before the robot horde was the true successor of a two thousand year old Chinese assassination art, which was created in the Three Kingdoms era. No amount of men, machine, or beast could survive the full onslaught of Hokuto Shinken.
A pitter patter of feet could be heard behind him as someone else exited the Wold Academy and ran down the steps. "Kenshiro!" Sing song'd a much smaller man as he approached the martial artist. It was Italy, one of the men attending the academy. By his gleeful expression, it was apparent he had NO idea what was going on. "I brought you a plate of--" As if on queue, Italy tripped, seemingly over air. The plate flew up into the air as he fell "Pasta~!" He managed to struggled out before hitting the ground. Pasta rained down on top of Italy's head. The plate, meanwhile, had came down onto the head of the zero-bot that was approaching Kenshiro with its raised axe. The plate cracked over the bot's head and it froze. After a second, an RPG cliche negative two [in red font] popped up over the robot's head, hovering in the air for a moment before vanishing. As soon as it did, the zero-bot broke down where it stood, into a useless pile of scrap. With a sweat mark, Kenshiro turned his head downward to look at the other male. "Italy, what are you doing?"
And so ends the first part of ....KENSHIRO CHRISTMAS.
Which is guest starring characters from Hetalia: Axis Powers for like, no reason other than lols.
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 14
Total: 25 (2-40)
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 6:50 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 38
AC rolled: 11
Attack successful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP: 24
Daily attack: 2 of 2
The small man lifted up his head and scratched the back of it, making the gooey mess of the pasta sauce ooze out of his hair and splash onto the ground. "I thought you might be hungry so I made you some-a pasta. If I had known you were bringing friends I would've made more...My bad."
"They are not my friends!" Kenshiro shouted. He leaped over the puddle of pasta before him and landed in front of three of the Zero-bots. "Oooaaah...!" He roared, lifting his fists up by his sides, preparing for the attack. The zero-bots had little time to react before Kenshiro assaulted them. A flurry of fists, moving faster than the untrained eye could see, battered the steel bodies of the machines. "AAAAATATATATATATATATATA!" After five seconds of this merciless barrage, which left imprints of fists all over the three robot's cold bodies, Kenshiro jumped backward, landing beside the now sitting upright Italy. "I don't think they're dead yet, buddy." Italy spoke as he stared at the damaged, yet still standing robots.
"I'm the true successor of an ancient assassin's art. I have just hit all the vital points on their bodies necessary to defeat them. They will be dead in ten seconds. Let's count it down. Ten...Nine...Eight...Seven..." Italy blinked, looking first at the zero-bots, then to Kenshiro, and repeating once more. "...Wait a minute..."
"Six...Five...Four...Three..."
"Uh...Kenshiro..?"
"Two...Oh, what is it, Italy?"
"They're machines. I don't think they have vital points."
Kenshiro stared into Italy's eyes for a long moment, then turned his gaze to the zero-bots. They were still standing there, holding their weapons at the ready, unsure if this was their queue to start moving again. "...Huh. You may have a point, Italy." The zero-bots, hearing Kenshiro's words of doubt, decide now's a good time to act. They start running toward him and Italy. After several steps, however, they stopped moving again. Loud clinking, snapping noises could be heard coming from them. Soon, the three exploded where they stood, throwing scraps everywhere. Kenshiro crossed his arms and looked to Italy. "I knew it would work. It just took fifteen seconds instead of ten."
"But that still doesn't make sense. They were robots."
Kenshiro glowered at Italy. "It doesn't have to make sense...This is anime."
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 19
Total: 26 (2-40)
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 12:50 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 24
AC rolled: 7
Attack unsuccessful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP: 24
Daily attack: 1 of 2
Italy stood up and raised a clenched fist at the robots. "If you can do it, I'll defeat some robots, too! Germany will be so proud!" Kenshiro blinked. "I don't really think--" "Here I go!" Italy shouted, picking up a stick and running at a robot. He yelled as he ran. The battle cry was more adorable than threatening. Like a kitten, or one of those toy dogs. Italy brought his stick down on a robot's head. There was a clink upon impact. The robot, though unmoving, looked unharmed. It probably didn't think Italy was even worth the effort.
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
11, 16
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 12:52 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 24
AC rolled: 11
Attack successful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP: 8
Daily attack: 2 of 2
Kenshiro, being the good friend that he [normally] was, didn't want Italy feeling bad. He already had self-esteem issues. So, Kenshiro picked up a pebble and flicked it with his thumb. It hit a vital point just under the robot's chin. The lights of its eyes blinked and it turned its head to the side. It then exploded, making Italy fall backward and lose his stick in the process. He stared, blinking at the standing remains of the robot. It collapsed, and he turned his head to Kenshiro. "I knew I could do it! I'm strong after all! I don't need Germany!" The remainder of the Zero-bots, who'd watched their brother fall to the seemingly harmless little man, now looked at him as a hostile. They raised their weapons and began to walk toward Italy.
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 20
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 5:20 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 8
AC rolled:
Attack unsuccessful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP:
Daily attack: 1 of 2
"You don't need who?" Germany called over to Italy in an irritated tone as he descended the stairs of the Academy. With him appeared to be France. "O-oh! Hey Germany, what's up!?" Italy called over as if nothing happened. "Why is everyone fighting? We're supposed to be relaxing today!" Spoke France. He walked over to the zero-bots, whom were just about to cleave the clueless Italy in half as Italy was distracted by his classmates. France took one of the zero-bots by the hand and started leading it toward the Academy. "Come! We can all go swimming together and be friends, no?" The bots, now confused as to what was going on, forgot about Italy and followed the bot that was being dragged off by France. Kenshiro pushed his face into his palm. Why the hell was he even there?
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
5, 14
Total: 19 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 5:21 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 8
AC rolled:
Attack unsuccessful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP:
Daily attack: 2 of 2
Kenshiro was standing with his arms crossed in the pool, watching France and the other play Marco Polo with the Zero-bots. His eyebrow twitched every now and then in frustration. Everyone was having fun playing with the machines that was trying to kill them. Or maybe it was just him. Whatever. France doggy paddled his way past Kenshiro, calling out 'Polo' as he passed. One of the robots, whose lights were dimmed, which must've been their equivalent of closed eyes, waded over and placed a hand on top of Kenshiro's head. Its eyes lit up to take a look at the person it'd captured. It stared at Kenshiro for a moment, and let out a few beeping noises in apology.
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Wrathful Soul rolled 2 20-sided dice:
14, 12
Total: 26 (2-40)
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 2:05 pm
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 8
AC rolled: 11
Attack successful
Enemy: Zero Bot Army
HP: 0
Daily attack: 1 of 2
VICTORY
"Oh Hell no. WHATAAA!" Kenshiro cried as he performed an uppercut, knocking the machine's head clean off. It flew up into the air and out of sight. Black oil shot up out of its neck, showering everyone in the pool with it before the robot sunk under water. All of the zero-bots eyes glowed once again and they drew their holstered weapons, wading toward Kenshiro. Since they were wading slowly, however, they never seemed to get to him at the same time. So, once they got close enough, Kenshiro just repeated the uppercut method, knocking off the robot's head and turning the water a darker black. Everyone bailed out of the pool at this point. Once all of the machines waded over to their death, Kenshiro crawled out of the pool. He was drenched in the oil. France, Italy, and Germany stared at him. Kenshiro stared back. "...Why are you such a buzzkill?" Asked France.
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