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 Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 8:51 am
Bio Hybrid Liger  Emperial Force - Liger Type Class: E Length: 24.0m Weight: 85.0t Speed: 307km/h Statistics HP: 290 EP: 30 AM: 65 DF: 55 Weapons: Small Particle Beam -AT: 80 - EP: 4 Blade Attack -AT: 70 -EP: 3 Laser Claws -AT: 50 -EP: 2 The desert sun beat down on the black frame of the Hybrid Liger, a stark contrast to the rains of the day before. Orion decided to take it as an omen: the thick rain heralded his first loss at the hands of Kai's Geno Breaker Jet in the mountain pass, but the rays of this warm desert sun signaled a turnaround in his luck. Rion was currently perched in the open cockpit of his Liger. The Liger, in turn, riding a trailer platform being pulled by a mechanic's Gustav. Though the Liger was essentially in fighting form once more (despite the major thrashing it got from the GBJ), it could not make it across the remainder of the desert to the next town before running out of fuel. Thus, Rion and the Liger were on their way to the mechanic's shop to refuel before taking off on their own again. Rion sighed contentedly, leaning back and putting his feet up on the console, and somehow and for whatever reason resisting the urge to light a cigarette. On their own again... in defiance of fate. Luck was on his side again, he could feel it; and he defied anyone to refute that claim.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:17 pm
Eli, being the lazy bum that she was, had sent Lauren to look for her lost team mate. What Lauren didn't know when she agreed to this outrageous request was how long it would take to find this lag-behind. Now, frazzled from the lack of sleep she had and in a mood that was just overall pissed, the girl rounded the horizon, headed in the direction of the on coming Gustav. Spotting that oh so familiar Zoid in tow, she slammed her fingers down, punching buttons as she opened a direct com-link to the snail Zoid, screaming profanities separated by the words "Where the hell have you been?" into it. Her BP easily caught up to the slow paced Gustav as Lauren looked out her c**k pit window and into the driver's seat next to her, wearing a look on her face that said she was all and ready to bring a claw crashing through it's roof. Zoid Info Zeek Saix BP  Empire Height: 8.8 meters Length: 18.4 meters Weight: 63 tons Top Speed: 350 km/h Statistics HP: 250 EP: 15 AM: 55 DF: 30 Weapons: Blades -AT: 75 - EP: 3 Alloy Teeth/Claws -AP: 60 -EP: 1
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:10 pm
Orion sighed, still stretched out in the cockpit of his Liger. It was just like Lauren to charge in first and ask questions later; the poor mechanic must be scared out of his wits. Still, the Gustav was still moving, and Rion intended to enjoy every last second of his relaxing ride before it all came to a grinding, screeching halt and he'd have to deal with the living hell that awaited him in the cockpit of the Zoid running alongside him.
Grind.
Screech.
And speak of the devil, the mechanic chose that exact moment to stop the Gustav.
"Perfect."
Rion turned himself around and looked over the back of his seat at the closed cockpit of the Blade Panther, peering at it tentatively as though it might pop open at any second and shoot fireballs at him.
Suddenly, he felt the need to light that cigarette he'd disregarded earlier.
A snap of flint and a few burning embers later, Rion hopped out of the cockpit and walked towards the Zeek Saix. Looking up at the cockpit, he stared hell in the face.
He waved.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 7:51 pm
Outraged, it took all her concentration not to slam a claw of her now rearing Zoid onto that blue eyed man, but oh how she wanted to. The BP let out a shrill shriek as it lowered itself quickly to the ground, pawing as the desert sand in an aggravated motion. "I'm going to KILL you!" Lauren snarled as she hit the buttons, causing her BP's blades to snap open.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 8:11 pm
"Oh great merciful crap."
Rion sighed, turned, and, taking one last drag, tossed the remainder of his cig off into the sands before taking a deep breath and bolting for his Zoid at breakneck speed, shouting at the mechanic as he went:
"STAYRIGHTHEREI'LLBERIGHTBACKANDI'LLPROBABLYNEEDYOUSODON'TGOANYWHEREANDDON'TWORRYSHE'SNOTACTUALLYCRAZYSHE'SJUSTREALLYREALLYPISSED!!!"
By the time the exceedingly long, chained-together run-on sentence had ended, Rion was already in the cockpit and strapping on the control gloves. Once he'd gotten the helmet on, he shoved his hands into the console and the Hybrid Liger came to life.
With a roar, the Liger, Nero, flexed its black legs and bounded off the trailer, skidding across the sand as it landed face to face with Lauren's Zoid. Rion opened a link to the BP.
"Well, let's get it over with. Do try not to hit the Gustav, please; one of us is likely riding it home."
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Dark_Wings rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 9:43 pm
Lauren didn't even wait till he got into his c**k pit, oh no, Lauren just charged right on through, not caring what got in her way, Gustav or not. She’d think about that later, right now all that really mattered to her was skewering Orion. Her blades shifted gears as it turned ninety degrees to the front, jutting out like short twin lances as she rammed straight into the Bio Liger-shish-ca-bob.
((New EP=12
55+75=130
130-55=75
Your new HP = 215)
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Saoshyant rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 10:24 pm
Rion grunted as the BP slammed into his Liger, or, rather, him, seeing as he was hyperaligned. It wasn't too much of a blow: Lauren had rotated the blades too far forward for a proper piercing attack, so only the last few feet of the blades had been available for stabbing, which was just as well for Orion, as damage to Nero was the last thing he needed right now.
Still, something had to be done about the giant, pissed-off cat looming before him, and Orion preferred it be done before Lauren could carve up his Zoid any more.
"You call that a blade attack? I'll show you how it's done!"
With a snap, the Hybrid Liger's blades were extended up and out before going into a display of twirling and crossing that would have shamed any Roman gladiator, ending with the blades extended out to the sides and forward at a thirty-degree angle to the body. Yes, it appeared that flyboy grandstanding was alive and well in Orion Anderson, but we can blame the military for that.
Without delay, the Liger shot forward at full speed, strafing the Saix and striking out with the left-side blade. Although the angle left the Liger able to attack with only one blade at a time, that one blade would penetrate much, much deeper than Lauren's two, as she was about to find out.
EP = 27
65 + 70 = 135
135 - 30 = 105
Your new HP = 145
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Dark_Wings rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:59 pm
The Blade Panther screamed as Orion's blades sliced through its sickly thin armor. Quickly hobbling off to the side, Lauren turned her Zoids blades back to their outright positions, grimacing at the flashing damage reports on her c**k pits ******** you Batman!"
She was loosing, no, she had already lost. Again.
Safe to say Lauren wasn't a happy camper. Snarling, the BP lowered it’s head to get more of that stream line body before it took off running like it was built for. Leaping into the air, she came back down, swooping into the Liger, using it's blades to hack at it once again.
((New EP=9
55+75=130
130-55=75
Your new HP = 140)
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Saoshyant rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:06 pm
Rion snarled as the BP's blades bit into the Liger's armor yet again.
"God dammit, I JUST FIXED THAT!"
As if in response to his shout, the Hybrid Liger's E-Shield sprung up, slamming into the BP as it expanded and propelling both Zoids away from each other.
Landing a short distance away, the Liger set its feet, pulling the shield back around its mane to expose its head. It opened its black maw, letting loose a deafening roar as white light gathered in the back of its throat.
Rion lit another cigarette.
"Go sit in the corner."
The beam fired.
((New EP = 23
65 + 80(2) = 225
225 - 30 = 195
Your HP is -50))
Rion hit the intercom button.
"Looks like you're riding the Gustav home."
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