The Big, The Bad, And The Brawly. (Yet Another) Brawl RP.

[Fury Is Me.]

Cloudman was laughing very very heartily as all the Cutmen still swarmed around our heroes as they dodged the lightning. That is, before he noticed Airman. inside his eyes, Cloudman saw many informational whatzits and doosies and scanners fly over Airman, before they all flashed and a beeping sound was heard. "Airman... An older Wily model! A much older Wily model. DWN-010, to be exact! What's an old bot like you still doing up and about? I thought Megaman destroyed all the second generations, and that Wily only rebuilt a few of the older ones, like Gutsman. Or did you get away somehow? And why are you back to fight Wily?"

 

[Zirat]

"

Destroyed?  Yes, the last thing I remember here is combat with Mega Man, and then falling in battle to him.  Though I admit that my restoration here is something of a enigma to me as much as it must be to our creator.  Though whatever fateful wind blew me here, I will not waste this chance

" he said, eying the overstuffed Cloud Man from his current vantage point.
"

And I'm not here to 'fight' Wily.  Think of it more as pest control.  You've experienced what I have, even an overblown watered down copy of my motif such as yourself should be able to see why I'm doing this.  In fact, it's amazing none of us ever tried this before.

"
Airman was clearly in no mood to fuck about, he was currently aiming his shooter at the fat dirigible ready to fire. "

So, right now you have a choice.  You can either hover right out of this room on cloud nine there and pretend this never happened, or I'll tear you down so fast you'll see just why Wily should have called it quits after my generation!

 

[willofbob]

"Haha! Christ, look at hese fuckers!" Chuckled the ghoul, hanging back and firing shot after shot at the Cutmen, "And you lot have been calling me ugly!"
A cutman threw his blade at Desmond, but the old ghoul dodged skillfully. The hoard approached slowly, clambering over piles of broken machines destroyed by Desmond and the Misfits.

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Saber who was already furthest into the room seemed t be enjoying herself, she narrowly dodged and gracefully weaved through small waves of the scissor headed dolts, wile the embryonic flame sliced trough them accordingly. "It has been ages since such battles could be fought like this! Come, and if you so desire fall on my blade!" She said as she maintained her divine airs.

 

[SteakHeart]

Spoiler: OOC @ Fury

Alex tried to stab Cloudman and I believe you missed that.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Spoiler: OOC

Indeed I did, thank you Steak.

"Overblown?! WATERED DOWN MOTIF?! CLOUD NINE?! YOU LITTLE RAT! I'LL SHOW YOU WHY WE WHO STILL SERVE WILY ARE SUPERIOR! I'LL FRY YOUR CIRCUIT WITH A LITTLE-" And that's when he noticed Alex Mercer. He didn't have time to do so much more than move slightly and get his vital... Circuits out of the way, so Alex's feet impaled him through the right side of his gut. Cloud man grabbed him and squeezed him hard. "LITTLE RUNT! GET OUT OF HERE!" And with that, he threw Alex back down, into the clutches of a bunch of Cutmen, whose numbers were seriously whittling down.

 

[SteakHeart]

Alex kicked back to his feet and swiped his claws to either side of him, dicing the Cutmen. He slammed his claws into the ground, which extended and erupted out of the ground below another group of Cutmen, impaling them.

 

[BoosterGold]

Eyebrows made contact with the fat cloud robots skull with her flail and it was shaken off like the small spikey metal dude to robot thing it was...or something like that.
"This is fucking hopeless, wait NAVI, give me this fat fucks weaknesses." she said pointing to Cloudman

 

[Fury Is Me.]

And so Navi flew up to Cloudman and circled around his back in a wide, perfect circle pattern. "Cloudman: A very big, very mean weather control robot created by Dr. Albert W. Wily. If you had an attack that could Capture him and drop him onto the ground with a kaboom, you could beat him easily. Or, if you had lightning attacks, those would work too." That's right folks, Cloudman is indeed weak to his own weapon.

 

[BoosterGold]

"OH Fuck You NAVI, I hate fucking doing this shit Soooooooo Much" She raged at the tiny fairy.
"love will teleport us apart" she sighed really not wanting to do this like at all.
She blinked out of existence and then reappeared 10 feet to the left, except she had dyed black hair and way to much black make up as well as being only 16 years of age.
"Like fuck you, Cloudman you are such a Prep, I HATE YOU!" she screamed at Cloudman.
She took out a pleather bound journal drew out the Sigil of Whatever the turned it and shout it out at Cloudman. "Like Sigil of Whatever"

Spoiler: Evalash DarkBlood's obligatory Emo background song

 

[CJ1145]

As the, like, Sigil, I guess, went after Cloudman or something, Yasha walked in on the scene.

He was clutching a gash in his arm that he seriously hoped would heal with time, and he dragged one of his legs in an odd manner. Apparently The Death of A Thousand Cuts is a dangerous strategy, even towards a god. At least, one that was currently completely out of the power that gave him the majority of his combat ability.

Still, he was there, panting heavily and leaking a bit of orange fluid from the gash. "The Cutmen... are dead." was all he said, before bracing himself. His work was never done. As fast as his tired legs could take him, he sprinted towards Cloudman and attempted a mid-air axe kick.

 

[figment of mind]

Komachi stood and watched as the two robots shouted insults at each other, somewhat interested in their relation. She would have let it continue if not for Alex nearly dropkicking him in the gut. She then started taking note of her surroundings again and noticed a very badly damaged Yasha jumping at Cloudman, attempting to axe-kick him.

'The man's going to kill himself if he keeps this up...' She observed, sighing. Oh well, time to stop him. She quickly pulled out some coins and shot them at Cloudman, hoping to gain his attention and take it from Yasha, before jumping at him and lashing out with her scythe.

 

[willofbob]

"Yasha! Get the fuck back down here, you've done enough!" Cried Desmond who, in his life of more 200 years, had only witnessed such witless bravery once before, when he and The Lone Wanderer had confronted Prof. Calvert. "Fulfill your death-wish another day, just get down here and rest!" Despite his words, though, Desmond was horrified to find himself impressed.
Very MacUgly sighed and swore before he drew both his pulse gun and his ripper, joining the melee. What the hell, the guy probably deserves a little help, thought the ghoul, even if it does cause me some serious pain.

Spoiler: Definition: Ripper

A powerful melee weapon in the Fallout universe. Think a chainsaw/short sword, but on fire

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Cloudman was getting a beatdown, and his lightning storm seemed to have taken out more Cutmen than enemies. When he noticed that nearly every Cutman, except five, were dead, he became a very angry, very ripped up thunderhead. "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" He shouted. Gathering up his storm, he began firing lightning webs in front of him. He knew he was going down, but he wasn't going down without a fight.

 

[SteakHeart]

Alex was hit by a lightning web and was thrown into a wall. He slid down, groaning. The electric shocks were taking their toll on him.

 

[BoosterGold]

The Sigil of Whatever doesn't work on robots you Emo idiot try something else thought Eyebrows inside the head of her emo self.
"Shut up, what are you like my mom or something fuck you and fuck you Cloudman." she screamed at Cloudman as she fired a giant beam of Angsty black lightning at Cloudman's stupid Prep face.

 

[CJ1145]

If Alex weren't so busy frying to death, he would notice that Yasha was currently suffering the same fate, far too weakened and slow to have had any hope of dodging the web. The electricity seemed to be doing less to him than Mercer, but considering his current state it was likely he would go down first, regardless. He writhed around, searching for some kind of escape method, when something occurred to him.

"Mercer, I must--URGH--make a request."

 

[SteakHeart]

Alex looked over to Yasha, his armor plating still covering his body. He managed to get himself to one knee, his viral proteins slowly recovering from the heat of the lightning breaking them down. "Yeah?"

Spoiler: OOC

Yay, I get to use something I learned from biology class in a post!

 

[CJ1145]

Yasha, never before considering lightning to be the slightest threat, had no inkling on how to stop the horrible, horrible pain. If it hasn't been mentioned that it was horrible yet... it was. As his body convulsed, he stuttered out, "I--YAH--am comp-pletely ah-out of m-mantra! I n-n-n-need m-more t-to fight! There is on-lyaaaargh--only one way to r-r-replenish it..."

He took a deep breath, interrupted by another zap. "I n-need you to p-p-pray to me."

 

[Zirat]

While Airman was prepared to destroy his incompetent 'cousin', his cohorts were doing a fine job of tearing him apart. Though the chain lightning he was firing out did indeed catch him off guard as a massive bolt tore right through him, quickly regaining himself he did a instant check up of his internal systems. It read out that his damage threshold had reached 50%, nothing to hinder him though enough to make him wary until he can make repairs.

You are nothing more than a massive gas bag, why not just disperse quietly?  Save us all some time!

Airman began to open fire back up, launching his tearing winds by the trio, with the added bonus of a number of Cutman detritus to add some more bite to his attack, turning it from it's usual dangerous wind and into a veritable scrap storm.