02-13-2011, 01:22 PM | #25 | |||
Mild Psychosis
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He absently punted one of the critters off it's bike. On second thought, watching it flail about like that in zero-gravity was kinda funny. Quote:
The badgers were surprisingly obliging! Quote:
Steel looked at the badgers. The badgers looked back at him, expectation in their eyes. He winced. "Look, I'm sorry guys, I'm just not in it at the moment. There's no way to give this scene the real comedic omph it deserves! You know it, I know it." He waved his hand around dismissively, then pulled out The Pipe Of Exposition and blew out some bubbles. "It's not your fault, it's really not. It's me, I'm just to powerful at the moment." The Biker's faces fell. It was adorable. Like kicking a box of Kittens. Steel immediately backtracked, waving his hands. "B-but that power wont last forever! How about this. You guys head back down to the planet, start training up a bunch, then in a few Avvies you come back near the start and run rings around me. We can have a big epic fight, a few tasteful slapstick moments, y'can maybe ride some Harleys or what have you, and at the end you'll run off and I'll shake my fist at the sky with a glorious cry of 'Baaadgerrrsss!' and it'll be on! Yeah? How does that sound?" The badgers huddled together and exchanged thoughtful chitters. One or two glanced at the Time Knight thoughtfully over their shoulders. Said Time Knight just tapped his foot while he waited. After a while it occurred to him he wasn't actually standing on anything, so he switched over to fidgeting with his cape. Soon enough though, the badgers had reached consensus. One particularly tall critter with a big hat, which Steel assumed was the leader, floated over to him, and struck an intimidating stance. "Meep." It said. "Meep, meep meeep me meep." A deal was struck, and within moments, the badgers had taken their bikes, and vanished into space. "...How did they understand what I said if they don't speak English?" --- "Okay! I'm back! Done with the messing around! Anyone up for some team work? C'mon, let's finish this thing off!" Steel's voice called out over the comms network some time later, the Knight having finally found the main battlefield. Hey, 3 dimensional space is complicated, ok? "Let's see what we've got here. There's Bard in a giant mecha, good for him... There's... A giant... Arhra... Oh... Oh god..." Steel suddenly felt very, very small. "I'm just.. .going to count her on our side, because I really can't process her being on anyone else's right now," he finished quietly, then looked around some more. "There's... the remains of the Azure... great... and... Um. Well. Ok, this will just have to do for now." Steel couldn't make out anyone else. Maybe they were just hiding? Then Steve broke in, firing back at Arhra, and the time for planning had ended. The laser made it about half of the distance to it's target before winking out. Steel hovered there, glaring at the nameless robot, his sword glowing in his hands. His cape lay flat over his body, not bothering to stir in the non-existant winds that covered the battle. "Hey, Arhra, Bard, sorry I'm chimeing in late. How've you been?" he asked calmly, sliding his sword back into it's sheath. "Well, I guess pleasantries can wait. How's about we end this Robot? You two have giant mechs, right? Think you can combine them into a super ultra fighting mega zord-mech thing? If you can, that would be just swell, really." The man raised a hand, pointing two fingers towards the final boss. Lights began to form and circle around them, spinning quickly. "Well, anyways, if either of you has a plan, I'm all ears. If you need time, I'm going to try to distract him now. Or vaporise him, whichever works." The lights were spinning faster now, so fast that they disappeared into each other and formed a ring of light around his hand. "Just, uh, don't get hit by this. It'll probably sting a little." The light was blinding now, matching the stars above and below. "CHRONO BEAM!!!" The light lanced out in a focused red beam, spearing right for the robot faster than the smallest measurement of time could measure. Pure time in it's most concentrated form, it burned like it was a tear in the universe. Centuries, millennia, eons, almost infinite time piled on top of one another within it. Whatever it hit would age into oblivion. He really, really hoped it wouldn't miss.
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Yeah, I'm understating. I do that sometimes. Last edited by Steel Shadow; 02-13-2011 at 02:52 PM. Reason: arghtypos |
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