NPF Avatars 5 - Capitalism Has Made It This Way

[POS Industries]

Its organics continuing to be weakened by Mesden's soul attack, the CRAB found itself pushed further down by Rhiya and Arhra's sudden attacks, despite the minimal damage suffered by its thick, armored shell. However, the thread that Fenris suddenly moved beneath it was successful in knocking away the chaingun-wielding robotrooper guards and making a solid impact with the glowing blue plate on its underbelly, sending it reeling backward as an energy feedback surged tore through its systems.

"What? Dammit! I knew I shouldn't have rushed that maintenance access panel!" Doug Doukhobor shrieked from the viewscreen floating above the arena, "Robotroopers! Rockets! NOW!! Obliterate them!"

Several of the rocket launcher-wielding troopers took to the air and blanketed the ring with explosions as the CRAB rose to its feet before firing its own barrage of lasers and freeze ray blasts around the area, charging toward the NPFers.

Beneath the monster, the original two chaingun guards had returned to their position, now joined by two of the laser rifle troopers and one of the rocket launcher-wielders, protecting the panel that had now shifted from a blue glow to yellow.

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

*CLONK*

The fembot ball of junk impacted Rhiya's head just as she tried to dig into C.R.A.B., thumping into the base of her neck and shoving her snout into the metallic scratches she'd made in the metal shielding. It broke apart instantly, pouring spare parts past her head and sliding off the smooth C.R.A.B.'s back.

Rhiya snarled.

"Who's up there?!" She tried to twist her head around, but Arhra clutched Rhiya tightly around the horns, swinging around dangerously as the dragon tried hard to see the offender.

She spotted IC.

"RAAAAAGH! HIT ME WITH A BALL OF FEMBOT PARTS EH?!?!?! I'LL SHOW YOU!"

And with that, Rhiya snapped down at IC on her back, ignorant that Arhra and Kayessar were also hitchin' a ride.

[Inbred Chocobo]

"RAAAAAGH! HIT ME WITH A BALL OF FEMBOT PARTS EH?!?!?! I'LL SHOW YOU!"

"Um... no I didn't?" IC replied, then he was being attacked. Of course, by attacked, he meant that Rhiya was trying to eat him. So when her head came down to bite him, he stepped back, just barely missing being eaten. Good thing too, those teeth looked all pointy and stuff. Of course, Rhiya was probably going to bite at him again, and well, he really didn't need to be bitten.

So he jumped on Rhiya's head. "Now listen, this is clearly the CRABs fault. Bite him. I bet if you bite him hard enough, candy will come out." Of course, right now IC would say anything to keep Rhiya from killing him. Then again, even if he couldn't divert Rhiya, there was a chance he could survive a chaos dragon attack. He has never tried it, and whether he liked it or not, he might have to find out. Boy he was hoping he could survive it.

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

"..."

"CANDY!"

Disaster averted, Inbred could breath a sigh of relief, then he had to cling on for dear life as Rhiya's head swung around and once again tried to dig into the back of the crab.

The scream of tortured metal filled the air as claws, horns, spikes and teeth slowly but steadily bore through the thick carapace. Up here, on C.R.A.B.'s back safe from pincers and the deadly freeze ray of doominess, Rhiya could work her... *ahem* wonders.

That is, until the crab realises its back is about to be torn open and its insides exposed.

[PyrosNine]

"Oh CRaaaaaaB Battle, Craaaaab battle, ooooh whooooooa!"

Asheth sang, wanting to reinforce the fact she would not say anything regarding "massive damage", but would continue to reference a flash on Newgrounds. Lolilolli lo!

But then, he heard some incredibly edible person say that there was candy within the crab.

Asheth's brain got to working: Crab Battle + Candy = Win!

With a flick of her wrist, the armband around her upper arm unfurled and shot at the crabs legs, which she proceeded to tie up with their uncuttable nature. Whether or not she'd be able to untie the knot later was for debate, but for now she could use what remained of her limited mobility (still attached to Armbands, y'see) to blast at the crab's shell.

If candy was to be had, she would get to it first!

"Asheth wants some sugar, sugah. Of course, the the only time I'll use 'sugah' is in a pun like that. Only some triflin' copycat calling me a 'turkey' would say 'sugah'."

[PhoenixFlame]

About then, Phoenix noticed the keymen. She had momentary flashbacks of playing an RTS game, looking from her holodisplay to the Newbs, and then back to the display... Poking their little images on the display, they responded as one...

"My life for Phoenix!"

She smiled, and control-clicked a group of Fembots, by drawing a box with her right little finger over them.

"It shall be done!" Came the response.

"Oh, that's sweet." She giggled like a little schoolgirl, "Just like the games..."

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Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Phoenixbot staggered from multiple rocket launcher hits, her large frame behind a distinct disadvantage to dodging the homing weapons, though the massive defense boost it afforded assisted in turning most of the damage. Turning her attention now to the rocket troopers, she swung her scythe low, sweeping through several of smaller robo-troopers. Of course, there were far too many to destroy so handily, now, perhaps if Phoenix had sent the latest experiment, things would have been different. One could always dream, especially as a robot.

It was about this time she wished for the capability to "Transform and Roll Out"(TM) for the advantageous form of a small midsize SUV would be able to slide under the CRAB's belly, but alas. Finding it difficult to preform acrobatic maneuvers due to her massive size, Phoenixbot resorted to tried and true "Gorilla tactics", attacking the massed robo-troopers in the manner of a large primate with a very big weapon.

[mauve]

"This just in: The giant enemy C.R.A.B. has been attacked by a giant enemy dragon and a fire goddess!" Mauve reported from the sidelines. "However, now it appears that the contestants (and me) are facing a new threat: Doukhobor has ordered his robotroopers to attack anything that moves with an arsenal of missiles."

Mauve took a quick jump sideways as falling debris slammed into the ground where she had been standing moments before.

"This just in: That was close." She brushed away the dust that had settled on her sleeve. "This reporter shall faithfully remain here at her post until this terrible misfortune has been resolved. For NPFTV News, this is Mauve Mage reporting."

That taken care of, Mauve returned to her other duty: Namely, hurling magic at anything that got too close for comfort. She called out another command, and lightning arched down from the sky in an attempt to overload the circuitry of the nearest robot.

[POS Industries]

Claws grasping futilely at the Rhiya gnawing on its back, the CRAB reared back and fired up its rocket boosters, shooting backward in an attempt to drive the dragon into the stands at full force. Vulnerable underbelly exposed, the five guard troopers gathered in close to the yellow panel, laying down a steady stream of fire at everything in front of them, particularly Asheth.

Scrambling to her feet, Rei took off at full speed to the line of fire, landing in front of Asheth and activating her energy shield bubble. As the barrage of weapons fire impacted against the forcefield, pushing the android slowly backward, Rei turned to Asheth, grinning mischievously.

"Howdy, Ms. Asheth! You wouldn't happen to do duets at all, do you?"

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Back beneath the spa control center, the Receptionist was slowly pushing forward, still firing off darts of hallucinogenic poison at the NPFers before her. As they battled against her and her dwindling fembot army. "I'm afraid we're closed today for the Machine Revolution. You may come back tomorrow during normal business hours of 8am to---HURRRK!!!"

The sharp pointed tip of a cane suddenly burst through her chest, sending a spray of sparks forward as she fought to turn around and face the new assailant. Pulling the green-tinted cane back out, Pedro struck her across the face as she came around to attack, tearing some of the synthetic flesh from her face.

"I'm sorry," POS grinned, "But I don't believe we'll be needing your services anymore."

Letting out an enraged scream, the Receptionist fired off another volley of darts at Pedro, who summoned up the powers still present from the Negative Kamen cosplay and quickly leaped over the projectiles, pointing the cane at her while still in midair. Suddenly, the cane extended rapidly, striking the receptionist right between the eyes and sending her reeling backward toward Fenris and the others.

Upon landing, POS readied himself for the oncoming attack of two of the fembot zombies that had taken position on either side of him.

[The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk]

A set of double claws smashed through the back of the head of a laser gunner robot as Hawk snuck up behind a group of the offending party which had taken up positions on the stands for a height advantage and attacked. Appearing from higher up in the stands he had approached unnoticed by any of them. Well, that was all about to change!

The now useless robot fell to the ground, its sorry excuse for a computer proccessor well and truely smashed. Another began to turn and shoot Hawk but was greeted by a pair of throwing knives to its visual sensors which had been shot at it by Hawk even as the first bot had collapsed. As it fell backwards its chaingun continued to fire, bullets tearing into the walls of the arena. This of course attracted another chaingunner and it too began to open fire. Hawk strafed to the left as bullets ripped the seats in front of him to shreds but even as he moved he was already firing back, his Warbringer keeping up a steady flow of bullets to rival even the opposing chaingun.

Then a powerful laser blast exploded the ground close to Hawk, forcing him to throw himself into a dive to avoid the impact. Both bots lost sight of Hawk as he hid below the now viscerated seats and crawled forwards under them, trying to close the distance on his foes. When one of them came within sight it was swiftly met with a .45 to its head, blasting it clean off its shoulders. Hawk then sprang back to his feet and spun, pulling back the trigger of the Peacemaker three times in quick succession as he rounded to face the other robot. Two shots impacted in its chest, the other square between its eyes.

Suddenly finding himself not under attack Hawk took the oppurtunity to replace the four spent rounds of his .45, but was cut short when a flying rocketeer hovered into sight above him and took aim.

"Crap!" Replacing his gun in its holster in a fluid motion Hawk leapt into the air at the same time the rocket fired, transforming as he went. He shot straight forwards, towards the incoming explosive and forced his now hawk body into a spin as the distance closed. He spun into a corkscrew as the rocket passed by, barely missing him as he shot quickly towards his attacker, gaining altitude all the while.

The rocket blew apart a large chunk of the seating when it met its target, as did its firer when he himself was met with a ball of solid air, blasting it into scrap metal. Hawk passed through unhindered now that that obstacle was out of his immediate flight path and instead turned his attention downwards, to the crab.

"Has anybody tried to attack its weakpoint for massive damage yet?," he asked of the other forumites below.

[PhoenixFlame]

*Khiss!* Behind Pedro, the sliding pneumatic door from main control opened, and Phoenix strode out, now wearing a dramatic blue cape. Nobody knew where she got the cape, or what she was doing earlier, but she merely raised her left arm at the two fembot zombies approaching Pedro.

"Your insurgency here has ended!" she yelled, "Foi! Wat! Tsu!"

The ticker tape blinked once, and registered the combo as a battle screen was not present. "Tri Blaster!" It blinked in three colors.

From her hand device, fire, ice, and lighting coagulated in a pair of prismatic beams, drilling both of the zombies torso's, their bodies falling to the ground in a parade of elemental chaos.

"I hear someone is trying to steal my dramatic entrances." Phoenix winked at Pedro, and strode past.