NPF Avatars 5 - The Big Come Down

[Krylo]

Krylo's crispy fried body quickly regenerated, until all that was left was a bit of soreness, and then a little more until he felt fine.

"Ugh... That fucking sucked," he said as he picked up his nine milimeters from the ground and popped out the empty clips onto the ground. Twirling the pistols he smacked them into a few more clips that were jutting out of an ammo holder on his torso somewhere, and then slid them into their holsters before picking up his fourty four.

Luckily it seemed that everyone had moved on for the time being. He made a mental note to thank Mesden for the assist, as he looked up in time to notice the Wind Edge coming back before he could reload his hand cannon. With a quick step to the side he grabbed the boomerang thing.

Then the lightning round began.

As the arrows flew up Krylo noticed the arrows over two particular boxes. Flipping open the chamber on the revolver he quickly put in two hollowpoints followed by four more armor piercing rounds and then flicked it closed.

His arm snapped out and he fired off one hollowpoint into the center of each of the two newb boxes, as that hiding in a box tended to make on a rather stationary target. He then adjusted his aim slightly upward, and emptied off his four armor piercing rounds at PhoenixBot's weapon arm. He then expelled his spent ammunition and reloaded before snapping his arm up once more intending to continue the assault on PB's weaponry.

[Fenris]

Fenris rolled off the bed, delivering a kick to the fembot who had her hands around his neck's stomach.

Due to an offscreen training montage, Irium was able to cast low level telekenetic spells and could speak, though he was shy for the most part and spent most of his time talking to Fenris via the mind.

'This does not bode well, Fenry,' Irium said.

'Don't worry about it, these are weak. A strong robot wouldn't have gone flying and broke like the one that I kicked did. Hell, you could use these to train your telekenetic powers, most likely.'

'Hm... Maybe I shall. May I, Fenry?'

'Go right ahead.'

Irium suddenly began to glow a brighter shade of Gold, and a couple fembots lifted and wobbled, before falling down, not doing much.

'They are too heavy, Fenry!'

'Use it on one, or parts of one!'

Irium tried again, and successfully ripped off the arm of a Fembot, and began beating her with it.

'Having fun?'

'Quite!' Irium replied chipperly.

[POS Industries]

Light flashed from beneath both boxes as Rei made the announcement. "Keyman has been eliminated and all the parts have been reintegrated back at the spa!"

And so, with the headband removed, three Keymen found themselves alive as one in a hot tub next to a bloodthirsty fembot.

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"Pedro, do you know anything about this?"

"Oh hell," Pedro growled, unhappy that he was being distracted away from the random eliminator arrow, "Just what I need.... Rei, did you catch that?"

"Sure did, Pe-chan," the disembodied voice chimed in, "I'm looking into it now. It seems we have a viral infection, and it's a very good one. Whoever designed knew their way around our systems pretty well. I'm still in the process of seeing what systems have been effected, but internal sensors are having problems and the spa staff droids seem to have been reprogrammed and have become violent toward the guests there. Furthermore, the fembot replicators there are churning out an endless supply of similarly reprogrammed droids. I can't fix it from here, the power will have to be cut off manually."

"CrapcrapcrapcrapCRAP!! Find Jimmy, tell him to grab as many item teleportation modules as he can and meet up with me outside the spa! I'll fill him in later!"

And so, a slightly drunk POS jumped up and ran off to save the day somehow.

[PhoenixFlame]

The first thing to shoot through Phoenixbot's mind was to block Krylo's attacks with her arm, which, ironically, was what he was aiming for. Thus, it was very easy to block. Too easy, in fact.

Standing and turning to face the mod she had allowed to live just moments ago, Phoenixbot took the time to callously state a fact. "Interpreting your previous attack patterns, you should note this weapon is far more resili-"

And then the unthinkable happened.

A .44 magnum round collided with the chaingun's drive chain, causing the whole system to grind to a screeching halt as soon as she aimed it at Krylo. Certainly, a few shots got off. ((A few, meaning, "a few hundred" by gatling standards.)) Now holding another useless weapon, Phoenixbot improvised... Krylo was likely weak to melee attacks, but without a melee targeting computer, she would need to create a paradox.

A ranged melee weapon.

Ignoring newb for the time being, she darted torwards Krylo, shifting the damaged arm into a far simpler, and also damaged weapon. An arm-sized Partical Projection Cannon (PPC) minus it's focusing lens. In essence, this removed the weapon's focused firepower and all but 3 metres of it's range for a sort of sawed-off shotgun effect using superheated hydrogen. As she approached, she fired a crackling wave of azure death at the mod.

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As Pedro ran off, Phoenix calmly sat back down and smugly smiled over the holographic interface.

"Raven, I need you to attempt to create a tactical quantum waveform in Pedro's Box, using the Isparlian's hyperdrive core."

"...It's possible... Destination?"

"The Spa, of course."

"Copy... Stand by. Charging system now."

With a loud screech, a tiny blue dot appeared in front of Phoenix's chair. Gradually, it expanded horizontally, tearing through the floor, ceiling, and walls on a similar linear arc, but dealing no adverse affects not across it's plane. Creating a waveform in the atmosphere was hideously dangerous to anything it intersected, but it was probably the most reliable form of teleportation in Phoenix's arsenal. Pitiful, by magic standards. The "line" opened vertically, creating a door-like portal of approximately human-size. A similar portal ripped it's way through a portion of the spa, severing a fembot's forward end from her rear end.

Phoenix stepped through the portal... And nearly tripped on the "torsocapitated" fembot.

"Oh dear... What has gone wrong here?" she sighed.

[IHateMakingNames]

The stray cat heard the bad news.



Then he ran off into the ceiling.

[Krylo]

'Why do I keep fighting her' Krylo wondered as he leaped and rolled out of the way, holding the wind edge between him and the plasma that he couldn't fully avoid, letting the resilient weapon take the grazing blow that would have otherwise been meant for him.

As the immortal came to his feet he spun and threw the wind edge directly toward the barrel of the PPC, and then waited for Phoenix to move to dodge, or block, or take the hit. As soon as she was distracted he would snap up his revolver and fire another two armor piercing rounds. One toward each of her eyes.

He hoped that Phoenix had designed her robot with occular senors in the eyes.

[TheBlindMime]

As TBM reached ever higher... heights, he realized a few things, the first being no one was following him for his signaled combination attack, the second was that the wind had changed and the third was the scent of Hawk whom he foolishly followed into the sky had changed as well. You didn't have to ring a bell in his ear to tell him he was in danger.

Guess I'll have to pull out all the stops.TBM thought idly, not truly knowing what his stops were or the limitations to his powers were you know... at all. His dragon form bubbled for a moment before discharging into the largest stinking smoke cloud yet, obscuring him from the sight of all except those with some sort of super robotic eyes with high-definition lenses. And how many of those were around, save for pheonixbot who probably did have that.

This would have been a great distraction and more so excellent cover for the former mime if he still wasn't so set on attacking Hawk. The yo-yo that had been intended for RMB suddenly shot up towards Hawks head, the line dragging behind it pointed to the center of the immense cloud beneath him.

[Inbred Chocobo]

IC had gotten the hell out of there. When he was surrounded by a snake, then Rhiya was fighting that snake, and Arhra his original target had climbed up on Rhiya, and RMB had fired onto Rhiya's back, and the fact the bear could still do something. Well, it left IC to think on what to do.

So he looked towards the other fights. Krylo and PF were still duking it out. Well, it looked like both were weary. However jumping in then when one had a shotgun, the other configuring for close range, and all IC had was close range, might not be the best idea. Well, if neither his left or his right would work, he looked towards the sky.

There was Blindy and Hawk. Now there ya go, he could continue his battle with Hawk, and take on the mime as well. And who would expect melee attacks in mid-air anyway? Then again, this was NPF, everything happened at least twice. Well, IC this time used that snake there as his kick off point, and jumped really high into the air, aiming to strike hard when he encountered Blind and or Mime. In truth, he aimed for Hawk, because it looked like Mime would go there as well.

[The Kneumatic Pnight]

Monty glared at the grown Rhiya with distaste. He would NOT have that impudent little dragon stealing his lunch.

“You’re out of your league, girl,” Monty hissed. Expanding further, to top his chaotic opponent. Without shifting his position, he grew further—an expanding coil of shining metal—until he overtook Rhiya.

He laughed a little hissing laugh. “Are you sure you can keep this up all day, dragon girl?”

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Raven looked on in vague awe at the... just, friggin’ bizarre contest going on here. Until she noticed Black, again. The source of all this.

Raven threw back her head as her body shifted, glowing with an intense inverse glow that was next to impossible to look at. The feathers on Raven’s wings seemed to explode outward—thousands of glittering, almost glowing silver feathers that mingled with the inverse glow, worsening the effect significantly.

When the... inverse-light subsided, Raven was a pure white humanoid dragon-thing, with white draconic wings stretched wide and spikes slowly growing from her head, arms and legs. A short tail thrashed excitedly, and Raven’s eyes shone with cerulean mischief.

She hopped from foot to foot a bit, over-excitedly, thrashing her tail and clenching and unclenching her hands. Finally, she flapped her wings with the frenetic energy that consumed her, speeding quickly into the air and, finally, streaking towards Black with her eyes sparkling happily and her white, reverse-chaos-diamond skin a streak against the background.

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Up in the stands, three minions were standing next to the railing, preparing to add what drama they could to the contest between Rhiya and Monty. Bjorn, the tall redheaded man, took a deep breath and positioned his hands absurdly and finally, began to flail his right arm.

Surprisingly, sound erupted. The frenetic, wailing opening notes of XTC vs. Adam Ant, by They Might be Giants. He played not just one, but all of the instruments, hands moving with insane speed, and just as his last, held high note, dropped off. The decrepit-looking Murdochbot 9000 stepped up to the railing and spoke with a voice obviously not his own.

“XTC versus Adam Ant,” he sang in a synthesized voice, “Content versus form. Fighting for their place in rock and roll, there is no right or wrong!”

At this, Jane, having returned to watch the spectacle, jumped up onto the railing and began to dance. It was a remarkable, really, to be able to spin and, eventually, moonwalk in the excited, overly-jerky way she was without losing her balance. But it was still some horrible dancing.

“Just when you think it’s finished with XTC on top, Ant music, like a phoenix, flies back up the charts!”

KP looked on with a bored-like look on his face. “No, no really, that’s... special. I’m so glad you found a use for that voice synthesizer,” KP said, dryly, to the trio.

Though, in truth, it wasn’t really all that bad a song... entirely nonsensical for the situation, but not bad.

As the Murdochbot 9000 belted out the next, “XTC...”, Bjorn struck his air guitar hard, and the very stadium shook. and Jane slipped and plummeted into the arena, upside down. She landed with a sickening crunch and lay there.

None of the trio paid any attention, as the song was finished in a glossed-over-by-the-author-because-he-can’t-pretend-he-can-make-the-rest-even-vaguely-interesting fashion.

[Sithdarth]

Those paying attention, that is to say probably no one, noticed the rather sudden and unexpected disappearance of the Raggys that had been filling the stadiums empty seats.
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Concurrent to this disappearance a single Raggy stepped out of well nowhere and into the spa. Rather one might say she entered the room from a direction a normal three dimensional being just couldn't comprehend. For a second he/she/it looked rather serious as if perhaps there to help; but then he/she/it looked down at itself.

What followed was a very long, and quite loud, string of expletives that really had no business coming from something that looked like that. Once that particular verbal onslaught had finished Raggy simply sighed. "Damn it, a guy shapeshifts for the first time ever for the sake of a joke and he gets stuck that way. It must be all this ambient energy combined with some of the high technology that's flying around this place. I can't seem to restore my previous quantum state. I guess this will have to do. Now why exactly did I come here again?"

At about that particular time a couple of fembots finally decided that whatever the hell had just entered the room probably wasn't supposed to be there. Running from opposite sides they both lunged for Raggy only to pass through collide and tumble off in a knot relatively unharmed. Completely oblivious Raggy just stood there staring into space head cocked to one side at a nearly impossible angle.