NPF Avatars 5 - Capitalism Has Made It This Way - Page 4

Nikose Tyris · 06-06-2007, 08:08 AM

As the shadows fell, the dim light that could be seen wasn't any brighter than the glimmer of lightning from nikose's eyes, which illuminated his smile, which was growing larger by the minute.

He ducked into the shadows to avoid the darts, and came out behind the receptionist and grabbed firmly hold of her from behind, and proceeded to discharge a massive electrical current into her/it.

Then Nikose realised again-

"...I'm still naked, 'cept for my hat, aren't I?"

Incendius · 06-06-2007, 08:24 AM

Several darts pinged harmlessly against the back of Incendius' mask. The thought beeing had known they were coming, but had deemed that the effort expended in stopping them would be a waste of energy. Incendius didn't turn away from his current occupation with the twelve almost-ninja fembots as he sent another electronic message towards the secretary.

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With that said, Incendius went back to the fembots, who had so rudely not deigned to answer him back. Ah well, guess I'll have to do this the slightly harder way.

Exerting his energy, Incendius seperated the bonds between the arm, and the chest of each of the almost-ninja fembots. Due to the specific nature of his this was done, none of the equipment involved was harmed beyond disrepair; just seperated.

Next, almost as an afterthought, Incendius did the same for the fingers on the fembot's hands, taking all 120 of them and floating them into the air. Surounding each with a cucoon of telekinetic energy, Incendius sent them, a dozen at time, whizzing towards the secretary.

Whether or not they made their mark, Incendius then proceeded to dismantle the fembots one part at time; if they held crystals he would find them.

Arhra · 06-06-2007, 09:28 AM

"Now, shall we get moving?" Hawk asked Arhra, having helped himself to an inexplicably interlinked supply closet.

"No time for that! I have to get back to the arena!" Arhra said, retying the sash on her overshirt and standing up. She was a little annoyed at his rude bursting in.

"You think there's something to do with the rogue fembots there?" Hawk asked.

"What? ...Yes! The fembots are obviously a distraction from what's really going on!" Arhra lied smoothly. "You can tag along if you like. Hawk, this is Kayessa incidentally." Arhra said, indicating the robot, "She was the KSR 9000."

"Hello Hawk!" Kayessa said brightly, waving. She was about Arhra's height (that is, not very tall at all), with a mane of brilliantly red hair. Her face was the only truly flesh-like part of her, the rest of her body armoured mainly in grey, gunmetal blue and gold alloys. Stabiliser vanes hung relaxed from her shoulders and the backs of her limbs, currently inactive, and her right arm terminated in a nasty looking gun rather than a hand. She seemed to be the sort of AI who spent much of her time looking vaguely happy, while possibly troubled by occaisonal bouts of existential uncertainty.

Still fuming slightly, Arhra hurried to the wall and tugged on a length of cable. The suspended fembots all fell down, bodies dragging along the ground, pulling together as all the conduits linking their dismembered withdrew. The inexplicable resin coating the walls was drawn in too, Arhra ending up with a rather solid ball of bodies a little taller than herself. She clapped her hands together and laid them flat on the ball's surface. Blue light washed over it and then it started humming, something glowing within it.

"OK, the plan basically is... have you ever played Katamari Damacy?" Arhra asked.

"Er... no?" Kayessa replied.

"Neither have I! Let's roll!"

The fembots had regrouped, marshalling a charge through the door Hawk had opened. They found themselves met with a large ball, being rolled implacably towards them. They pressed against it, bracing themselves against the spherical onslaught. But, it was in vain, one crumpling before the forces that propelled the ball, failure cascading from there. Though they were robots, they simply hadn't been designed for this sort of thing. Judging by their success, presumably Arhra and company had been.

Newly crushed fembots plastered to its surface, the ball rolled on through the door, crushing their ranks. It the wall opposite and stopped, Arhra circling around to start pushing it along the corridor. Fembots chasing them behind, fembots being brutally crushed ahead, Arhra and company shoved the ball on, trying to outrace their pursuers. It was picking up momentum, barely needing their pushes to keep it going and making the walls bow out as its widening bulk rammed through the corridor. A corner was ahead but, of course, the ball's handlers had no way of seeing this.

They hit it hard, smashing through it and falling, the ball rolling and ending up partially stuck in a pool. Arhra looked quickly at the courtyard they'd ended up in. "Good, we have sky. Now we hop on top." Arhra leapt up, fembots were closing in as her action was copied.

Atop the boulder, Arhra sat cross-legged. Face meditative, focusing her intent, she began drawing up her power. "5..." she said, beginning the countdown. "4...3...2...1...LAUNCH!"

A gigantic cat suddenly appeared, fading into view, a grin upon its face. Curling its tail around the debris-ball, it flung it into the air. The fembots regarded this with vast confusion, some of them having their tiny processors blown out by the perplexing event, before the cat vanished in a puff of smoke and cat hair.

Catapulted into the stratosphere, the wind rushing past her as she knelt, leaning forwards into the breeze, Arhra's face was a rictus of maniac glee. Despite the little set back of being eliminated from the arena, today was turning out rather nicely. She decided she was glad she'd come out of seclusion.

Seeing the terrain below shortly after hitting the apex of their flight, Arhra frowned slightly, "We're going to overshoot! Get up and start running in the direction we're headed!" And so they did, starting it spinning, meaning their running kept them in exactly the same spot on top of the ball and this inexplicably reduced their forward momentum. It was probably fortunate no fembots were around, as this event likely would have overloaded some more logic processors.

At the arena, the combatants found that something once again was casting a big shadow over it. With the ponderous grace of such events, a large boulder that looked to be composed largely of mangled robots descended from the heavens. One figure, dressed in blue and long black hair streaming behind her, especially stood out as she rode the boulder. You could hear the distant, "YeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAA!"

By the look of things, it would be landing directly on top of Rhiya's head, the C.R.A.B., Mesden's shield dome and, thus, Mesden.

OOC: Er, you might want to decide if you wanted to stick around for any or all of that Hawk.

Astral Harmony · 06-06-2007, 10:50 AM

AB's mecha crashed out of the spa, escaping from the Fembots. "Damn it. Just what the hell is going on, anyways? Shouldn't my fighting days be over when I lose in the arena?"

She kept Pinnacle's guns and lasers aimed back the way she came from, sure that this had to be the reason POS told her the Swordyan wasn't allowed in the arena. Of course there would be crazy shit going on that would require this kind of firepower to slow down, let alone stop completely. "And if things are this bad in the spa, it's probably like the mouth of hell in the arena."

The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk · 06-06-2007, 11:29 AM

"So it's the arena you're headed for is it? I assume this is all part of some mad scheme of yours to get yourself back in the tournament, possibly involving kidnapping along the way. If so, then count me in," Hawk said to Arhra as she began busying herself with making a crude ball out of fembots. She apparently wasn't listening as she didn't even acknowledge his response. He himself completely ignored Arhras new friend.

"OK, the plan basically is... have you ever played Katamari Damacy?" Arhra asked.

"Er... no?" Kayessa replied.

"Neither have I! Let's roll!"

"Hey, I can get us there MUCH faster you know", he said as she began to roll the ball towards the door. "I SAID I KNOW A QUICKER ROUTE!", he called after her again, but it was to late, she was gone.

Hawk sighed as he began typing into the device on his arm again. "Silly Arhra, always doing things the hard way." He finished inputting the right coordinates and then outstretched his left arm. The device shot out a short beam of energy which impacted on thin air in front of the doorway, where it instantly warped the space and became a red swirling portal. Hawk stepped through, leaving the spa behind.

Meanwhile, back at the Pedrodome...

A blue portal, identical to the one Hawk had just created in all but colour whooshed into existence up in the stands. Hawk appeared from it just in time to see Rhiya collapse onto a giant enemy C.R.A.B.

Ugainius · 06-06-2007, 11:46 AM

"So what are a hobo, a naked guy, Emo-face over there and a guy stuck in the floor going to do against an army of bloodthirsty fembots?" asked Ugainius

***Fenris*** · 06-06-2007, 12:22 PM

"Are you blind? I Henshin'd you clothes ages ago, Nikose."

Fenris raised a thread around his group,which blocked the needles.

'Irium, I need you as a weapon. Care to oblige?'

'I'm on it, Fenry!' Irium's form changed to that of a thin rapier. Fenris gave it a test swing, while the fembots pounded on the thread wall around hem. It bent in that special way that allowed him to swing with precision accuracy, rigid and fluid in exactly the right places.

"Perfect! Thanks!" Fenris said aloud, and lowered the thread wall, leaping out, energy sword raised. He used the propulsion of the energy sword to dive into the swarm, only to have it disappear out of his hand in favor of his longknife. "Damnit!"

Fenris decided that the hammer would be more useful than the knife, and as he spun around killing things, he swapped the two weapons, taking no notice of how Irium was surrounding him in a horizontal spiral of death, extending from him in a 720 degree fashion, cleanly slicing the swarm around him in two. Fenris looked up and Irium snapped back to his shorter, more useable disposition.

"...Huh," was all Fenris could say to that. He let his boomerhammer fly at the receptionist, as the receptionist shot more darts. Fenris could not reach his banstick in time, as the darts intercepted the hammer, causing it to fall (back into his hand via a quick retrieval), and Irium widened and jerked in front of Fenris, shielding him from the darts.

'Is there anything you can't do?'

'I'm not very good at Mah Jhong.'

Ugainius · 06-06-2007, 02:34 PM

"Don't yell at me, being stuck in the ground reduces your vision to a 180o (studip inability to find degrre symbol) vision" Ugainius whined.

PyrosNine · 06-06-2007, 06:16 PM

Pyros shivered and dove away, out of the range of the ice beam.

"Brr...Brrr! Crab...Battle!"

Pyros used the ball o'doom to revert it to Asheth's armbands, then went back to the pop princess form (thankfully, not in the way he did earlier.)

"Now me an my lil' ole beauties will give you a wreckin!" Asheth's armbands spun, and she launched a living snake of flame at the crab. She could also make a flaming otter, wolf, a wyrm, and does do birthday parties for people who don't mind unhindered Class A fires, and wear asbestos.

***Fenris*** · 06-06-2007, 08:25 PM

Irium protected Fenris as he pulled out his prism o' doom. Grabbing the thread he placed in front of the Phoenixbot way at the beginning of the match, Fenris pulled it, hoping to hit some giant enemy CRAB. As the NPF'ers saw the thread start to move, they got out of the way. The CRAB, either not noticing or not regarding the thread as a thread, did not.

"And Fenris hits the weak spot for massive damage!" Mauve cried from the stands, as the thread slammed into the CRAB before flying off into the building and hitting more Fembots.

The CRAB got up, visibly more damaged than it was prior.

((Somebody had to do it. You all took too long.))

06-06-2007, 09:28 AM	#33
Arhra Ara ara! Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: Neo Venezia Posts: 5,013	"Now, shall we get moving?" Hawk asked Arhra, having helped himself to an inexplicably interlinked supply closet. "No time for that! I have to get back to the arena!" Arhra said, retying the sash on her overshirt and standing up. She was a little annoyed at his rude bursting in. "You think there's something to do with the rogue fembots there?" Hawk asked. "What? ...Yes! The fembots are obviously a distraction from what's really going on!" Arhra lied smoothly. "You can tag along if you like. Hawk, this is Kayessa incidentally." Arhra said, indicating the robot, "She was the KSR 9000." "Hello Hawk!" Kayessa said brightly, waving. She was about Arhra's height (that is, not very tall at all), with a mane of brilliantly red hair. Her face was the only truly flesh-like part of her, the rest of her body armoured mainly in grey, gunmetal blue and gold alloys. Stabiliser vanes hung relaxed from her shoulders and the backs of her limbs, currently inactive, and her right arm terminated in a nasty looking gun rather than a hand. She seemed to be the sort of AI who spent much of her time looking vaguely happy, while possibly troubled by occaisonal bouts of existential uncertainty. Still fuming slightly, Arhra hurried to the wall and tugged on a length of cable. The suspended fembots all fell down, bodies dragging along the ground, pulling together as all the conduits linking their dismembered withdrew. The inexplicable resin coating the walls was drawn in too, Arhra ending up with a rather solid ball of bodies a little taller than herself. She clapped her hands together and laid them flat on the ball's surface. Blue light washed over it and then it started humming, something glowing within it. "OK, the plan basically is... have you ever played Katamari Damacy?" Arhra asked. "Er... no?" Kayessa replied. "Neither have I! Let's roll!" The fembots had regrouped, marshalling a charge through the door Hawk had opened. They found themselves met with a large ball, being rolled implacably towards them. They pressed against it, bracing themselves against the spherical onslaught. But, it was in vain, one crumpling before the forces that propelled the ball, failure cascading from there. Though they were robots, they simply hadn't been designed for this sort of thing. Judging by their success, presumably Arhra and company had been. Newly crushed fembots plastered to its surface, the ball rolled on through the door, crushing their ranks. It the wall opposite and stopped, Arhra circling around to start pushing it along the corridor. Fembots chasing them behind, fembots being brutally crushed ahead, Arhra and company shoved the ball on, trying to outrace their pursuers. It was picking up momentum, barely needing their pushes to keep it going and making the walls bow out as its widening bulk rammed through the corridor. A corner was ahead but, of course, the ball's handlers had no way of seeing this. They hit it hard, smashing through it and falling, the ball rolling and ending up partially stuck in a pool. Arhra looked quickly at the courtyard they'd ended up in. "Good, we have sky. Now we hop on top." Arhra leapt up, fembots were closing in as her action was copied. Atop the boulder, Arhra sat cross-legged. Face meditative, focusing her intent, she began drawing up her power. "5..." she said, beginning the countdown. "4...3...2...1...LAUNCH!" A gigantic cat suddenly appeared, fading into view, a grin upon its face. Curling its tail around the debris-ball, it flung it into the air. The fembots regarded this with vast confusion, some of them having their tiny processors blown out by the perplexing event, before the cat vanished in a puff of smoke and cat hair. Catapulted into the stratosphere, the wind rushing past her as she knelt, leaning forwards into the breeze, Arhra's face was a rictus of maniac glee. Despite the little set back of being eliminated from the arena, today was turning out rather nicely. She decided she was glad she'd come out of seclusion. Seeing the terrain below shortly after hitting the apex of their flight, Arhra frowned slightly, "We're going to overshoot! Get up and start running in the direction we're headed!" And so they did, starting it spinning, meaning their running kept them in exactly the same spot on top of the ball and this inexplicably reduced their forward momentum. It was probably fortunate no fembots were around, as this event likely would have overloaded some more logic processors. At the arena, the combatants found that something once again was casting a big shadow over it. With the ponderous grace of such events, a large boulder that looked to be composed largely of mangled robots descended from the heavens. One figure, dressed in blue and long black hair streaming behind her, especially stood out as she rode the boulder. You could hear the distant, "YeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAA!" By the look of things, it would be landing directly on top of Rhiya's head, the C.R.A.B., Mesden's shield dome and, thus, Mesden. OOC: Er, you might want to decide if you wanted to stick around for any or all of that Hawk. __________________ This post is a good source of Ara ara, ufufu.* *These statements have not been evaluated by the Food and Drug Administration. This post is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease.

06-06-2007, 12:22 PM	#37
*Fenris* Administrator Join Date: May 2005 Location: East Coast Posts: 6,806	"Are you blind? I Henshin'd you clothes ages ago, Nikose." Fenris raised a thread around his group,which blocked the needles. 'Irium, I need you as a weapon. Care to oblige?' 'I'm on it, Fenry!' Irium's form changed to that of a thin rapier. Fenris gave it a test swing, while the fembots pounded on the thread wall around hem. It bent in that special way that allowed him to swing with precision accuracy, rigid and fluid in exactly the right places. "Perfect! Thanks!" Fenris said aloud, and lowered the thread wall, leaping out, energy sword raised. He used the propulsion of the energy sword to dive into the swarm, only to have it disappear out of his hand in favor of his longknife. "Damnit!" Fenris decided that the hammer would be more useful than the knife, and as he spun around killing things, he swapped the two weapons, taking no notice of how Irium was surrounding him in a horizontal spiral of death, extending from him in a 720 degree fashion, cleanly slicing the swarm around him in two. Fenris looked up and Irium snapped back to his shorter, more useable disposition. "...Huh," was all Fenris could say to that. He let his boomerhammer fly at the receptionist, as the receptionist shot more darts. Fenris could not reach his banstick in time, as the darts intercepted the hammer, causing it to fall (back into his hand via a quick retrieval), and Irium widened and jerked in front of Fenris, shielding him from the darts. 'Is there anything you can't do?' 'I'm not very good at Mah Jhong.' __________________ "FENRIS IS AN ASSHOLE" - shiney

06-06-2007, 06:16 PM	#39
PyrosNine Zettai Hero Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: A figment of my own imagination Posts: 6,103	Pyros shivered and dove away, out of the range of the ice beam. "Brr...Brrr! Crab...Battle!" Pyros used the ball o'doom to revert it to Asheth's armbands, then went back to the pop princess form (thankfully, not in the way he did earlier.) "Now me an my lil' ole beauties will give you a wreckin!" Asheth's armbands spun, and she launched a living snake of flame at the crab. She could also make a flaming otter, wolf, a wyrm, and does do birthday parties for people who don't mind unhindered Class A fires, and wear asbestos. __________________ Pyrosnine.blogspot.com: An experimental blog of writing. Updated possibly daily. Possibly. A fair chance. Current Works for reading: War Between them, Karma Police. PyrosNine: Weirdo Magnet Extraordinaire!

06-06-2007, 08:25 PM	#40
*Fenris* Administrator Join Date: May 2005 Location: East Coast Posts: 6,806	Irium protected Fenris as he pulled out his prism o' doom. Grabbing the thread he placed in front of the Phoenixbot way at the beginning of the match, Fenris pulled it, hoping to hit some giant enemy CRAB. As the NPF'ers saw the thread start to move, they got out of the way. The CRAB, either not noticing or not regarding the thread as a thread, did not. "And Fenris hits the weak spot for massive damage!" Mauve cried from the stands, as the thread slammed into the CRAB before flying off into the building and hitting more Fembots. The CRAB got up, visibly more damaged than it was prior. ((Somebody had to do it. You all took too long.)) __________________ "FENRIS IS AN ASSHOLE" - shiney

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06-06-2007, 08:24 AM	#32
Incendius Magikoopa Join Date: Jan 2005 Posts: 1,937	Several darts pinged harmlessly against the back of Incendius' mask. The thought beeing had known they were coming, but had deemed that the effort expended in stopping them would be a waste of energy. Incendius didn't turn away from his current occupation with the twelve almost-ninja fembots as he sent another electronic message towards the secretary. 01001101 01100001 00100111 01100001 01101101 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110011 01101111 01110010 01110010 01111001 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110100 01100101 01101100 01101100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00101100 00100000 01100010 01110101 01110100 00100000 01101000 01100001 01101100 01100110 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01110101 01110011 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100001 01101100 01110010 01100101 01100001 01100100 01111001 00100000 01101000 01100001 01101100 01101100 01110101 01100011 01101001 01101110 01101111 01100111 01100101 01101110 01101001 01100011 00101110 00100000 00100000 01010100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110010 01100101 01100001 01101100 01101100 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 01101110 00100111 01110100 00100000 01100111 01101111 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01100100 01101111 00100000 01101101 01110101 01100011 01101000 00101110 With that said, Incendius went back to the fembots, who had so rudely not deigned to answer him back. Ah well, guess I'll have to do this the slightly harder way. Exerting his energy, Incendius seperated the bonds between the arm, and the chest of each of the almost-ninja fembots. Due to the specific nature of his this was done, none of the equipment involved was harmed beyond disrepair; just seperated. Next, almost as an afterthought, Incendius did the same for the fingers on the fembot's hands, taking all 120 of them and floating them into the air. Surounding each with a cucoon of telekinetic energy, Incendius sent them, a dozen at time, whizzing towards the secretary. Whether or not they made their mark, Incendius then proceeded to dismantle the fembots one part at time; if they held crystals he would find them.

06-06-2007, 10:50 AM	#34
Astral Harmony Don't Hate Me 'Cause I'm Moe Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Harmonial Sanctum Posts: 6,798	AB's mecha crashed out of the spa, escaping from the Fembots. "Damn it. Just what the hell is going on, anyways? Shouldn't my fighting days be over when I lose in the arena?" She kept Pinnacle's guns and lasers aimed back the way she came from, sure that this had to be the reason POS told her the Swordyan wasn't allowed in the arena. Of course there would be crazy shit going on that would require this kind of firepower to slow down, let alone stop completely. "And if things are this bad in the spa, it's probably like the mouth of hell in the arena."