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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 14, 2009 10:40:47 GMT -5
As Devilock gripped Apeface's head, Apeface reacted by biting down harder but only for a mere second as he released to hold of Devilock's head to fight free. He raised his arms to grab Devilock's own arm and pulled them away. He was successful but at a great price.
The end result was Apeface wasn't left with much of a face as the two dragon jaws ripped his ape head down to it's metallic skeleton. With out the head to his alternate form, Apeface was forced to transform back to his robot mode. As he did he tried to roll away from Devilock and looked for his club, or even his rifle, to attack Devilock and defend himself.
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Post by Bomblast on Dec 14, 2009 14:52:09 GMT -5
Devilock was able to stand shakily to his feet. He discarded the debris from Apeface. The dragon jaws folded back against his arms and his hands extended from his arms. Devilock snarled as he looked at his opponant through his one remaining optic. The damaged optic was completely shattered and fluid had begun to pour from it.
Devilock did the same as Apeface and began searching for his weapons. The only one he could find was just the one he wanted, the thermo-energy sword. Devilock snatched it up and began powering it up with some energon that he was able to spare.
"You'll pay for what you did to my optic!"
((OOC: Finding it so hard not to quote Charlton Heston right now.))
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 14, 2009 15:08:48 GMT -5
Apeface heard Devilock and his search became more frantic. He saw his club but his rifle was much closer. He picked it up as Devilock chased him. When Devilock was close enough, Apeface turned around and swung his energy less rifle at Devilock. 'No! You first!'
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Post by Bomblast on Dec 14, 2009 15:18:25 GMT -5
Devilock lashed out with his sword as Apeface swung the rifle. The two weapons connected. Devilock's weapon came off best. Devilock followed up with a couple of punches to Apeface's torso. Devilock then planted his right foot in Apeface's chest, knocking him to the ground. He then raised his sword and swung it downwards.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 14, 2009 16:33:00 GMT -5
Apeface rolled out of the way of the strike just in time. He was up on his feet as Devilock swung his sword again. Apeface dodged again and went in to headbutt Devilock on his damaged face. With Devilock dazed, Apeface ran for his club. Without he would never last this fight. The crowd cheered him to reach his weapon but also yelled at Devilock to get him before he reached his club.
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Post by Bomblast on Dec 14, 2009 17:30:49 GMT -5
Devilock recovered enough to make a move. With crowd roaring, he saw Apeface had his back turned as he went for his mace. Devilock charged and leapt. He landed on Apeface's back, his size, weight and the momentum of the jump brought Apeface down. As the two fell, Devilock placed his left hand on the back of Apeface's head and pushed in an attempt to drive his opponant's head into the ground.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 14, 2009 17:41:24 GMT -5
Apeface pushed back up with his mighty arms, not allowing Devilock to pin him down. However Devilock went to push his sword into the back of Apeface's head, only to fall off to the side as Apeface rolled to the right. Apeface again went to grab his club and succeed.
Apeface reacted and swung the club at Devilock as his opponent was close enough for contact. He missed as Devilock was ready for the strike. Apeface's body swung out of control and the club's swing went wild.
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Post by Bomblast on Dec 14, 2009 17:57:27 GMT -5
Devilock saw his opportunity and went for it. As Apeface spun, he exposed his back. Devilock raised his thermo-energy sword and stabbed, thrusting it forwards with all his remaining strength. The tip of the sword pierced Apeface's back. Devilock continued to push until the tip of the sword burst out of Apeface's chest.
There was a loud gasp from the crowd. Devilock wrenched his weapon free and Apeface dropped to his knees. Devilock gave one final swing and severed Apeface's head from his body. He looked down at the severed head.
"Interesting concept." He muttered as half the crowd cheered for him and the rest booed and jeered.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Dec 15, 2009 10:48:08 GMT -5
As the crowd went wild, General Ghyrik looked over the slaves as they cheered. His Allicon guards had to hold some of them back form taking things too far. He then looked over at his masters for approval. They nodded to him and his nodded back. Taking his Que, the walked over to the railing that over looked the arena and put out his hand and waved for Devilock came over. The victorious combatant did as he was commanded and walked towards the general. Ghyrik then looked down at Devilock and announced. 'Slaves of Cybertron! You have witnessed one of the first of the gladiator fights that shall be held once every 300 solar cycles. Thank your masters for the honor that bes toll upon you!'The crowd started to cheer again. Not only for the spectacle that had just watch but also out of fear of their masters. General Ghyrik began again. 'And you Devilock. Brave combatant. You have the honor of surviving the first fight of Aftermath! You have earn a place in the history of Cybertron. And now your reward shall be granted to you by the judges!'Devilock looked towards the masters of Cybertron as the floated over to the railing. The crowd looked on quietly, waiting for their master to speak. 'Has the masters reached a decision on the reward the combatant has earned?''Yes. The combatant's reward shall be, DEATH!'A gasp was heard from every member in the crowd as they were consumed with fear for Devilock. The surviving warrior who stood in the arena was over come by shock. Allicons began to fill the arena, circling Devilock but holding their ground and not attacking. Devilock raised his sword, ready to defend himself. He was forced to back up near Apeface's body as the Allicons got closer. But before Devilock could made the first move, the ground under him opened up. He and Apeface's body was swallowed up by a trap door. All that was left in the arena were the Allicons. General Ghyrik looked to the Quintesson Judge. 'If I may inquire upon your decision my lord. Devilock fought like a true warrior.''The slaves must learn, that we do this to amuse ourselves. While we also put our creations to the test, they must learn that we are in control of them. To allow the victorious ones to keep their worthless lives in tact after each match, would give their lives value.'The heads then swung around to reveal another face. 'We shall allow some of our combatants to survive. Again for our amusement but to also satisfy our own curiosity to see how our creations evolve. We have a great many tests to carry out before we reach a conclusion on how to better the slaves. For now, the slaves are content. I predict a higher productivity rate out of both of our Autobot and Decepticon lines.'General Ghyrik nodded his understanding to the Judges and the rest of the Quintesson masters that watched. He then looked over the crowd who continued to cheer and clap. What was more astonishing was that the crowd cried for more. AFTERMATH
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