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*Among the citizens of Legion World, Lolita emerges in her signature trenchcoat and nuclear powered phaser.*
The first romantic moment I've had in over a year and he runs off to battle this nonsense! Well, as much as I'm annoyed at him, I'm furious at these bots.
*Begins blasting.*
Wait 'til Brit finds out I went swimming in the tank...what got into me...?
From: Right by Cobie's Side | Registered: Jul 2003
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<hundreds of Lard-Bots and the parts of destroyed ones suddenly converge into a 60-foot behemoth>
You are under arrest, malefactor! Failure to comply will result in your complete Tokyo-fication!
<it then lets out a monstrous scream eerily similar to that of a millenium-old reptilian nemesis of Japan and Sharky is heat by some sort of energy breath>
-------------------- "Suck it, depressos!"--M. Lash
From: The Underbelly of Society | Registered: Jul 2003
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"WHOA! THAT REEKS! AND IT BURNS TOO! ARGHH!"
SharkLad rears back and gives the Lardzilla-bot a side kick, sending it sprawling backwards.
"ALL YOURS, LARDY!"
-------------------- Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water...
From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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"WATCH OUT FOR THE TAIL, LARDY! OOF! TOO LATE..."
SharkLad spots Lolita.
'What's she doing here? She should have stayed back in my vault. At least she'd be safe there,' he thinks to himself.
"LOLITA! STAND DOWN! IT'S NOT SAFE HERE," SharkLad bellows, ducking the Lardzilla-bots tail. He lets loose a flurry of projectile teeth, striking the monster in the head and chest.
-------------------- Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water...
From: The waters off eastern Long Island | Registered: Jul 2003
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Timberwolf looks around at the giant Lardzilla robot. "Grife, I hope she still likes me after this..." he says under his breath as he runs towards it stripping off everything except a pair of running shorts. He climbs up the closest building and jumps. in midair he transforms into his full feral furball mode and tears into the robot the best he can...loosing himself in the violence.
From: Doing the things that need to be done | Registered: Sep 2003
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<Lardy recovers and observes the Lardzilla-Bot's progress> It's heading for Dedman's Fusion Powersphere! And there's a flank of still-individual Bots marching toward it from the other direction! They must be going for a new power source!
<gets on Omnicom> We've got to stop them before they reach Dedman's Fusion Powersphere!! If they destroy it...
Sharky, hold the Lardzilla back in your giant form with everything you've got! The rest of you...destroy the ones marching from the other side!
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Dev flies in and does a quick scan of the area.
"Reassemble after this you giant piece of..." He cuts himself off as he blasts the thing with his heat vision from behind.
"Let go for a second Sharklad!" He yalls as he continues to melt sections on the Lardzilla, then freezes them with his breath.
From: Turn around... | Registered: Jul 2003
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Dev flies a low path into the middle of a bunch of smaller Lard Bot using Lardzillas fusion breath to take out several of them, getting a little singed in the process.
From: Turn around... | Registered: Jul 2003
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<Cobalt them take down Lardzilla, electing to cut off the other Bots>
I'll take these while you guys handle big ugly! Besides, the sexual tension was getting to be too much for me...
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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<smiles> Oh, Des...you're just jealous that I have a kinda-sorta statue now, and it's ambulatory, to boot!
<turns toward Bots> Good news with these is they're marching, not flying. The big looker over there salavaged those parts to keep it from falling over with hundreds of mini-thrusters. I'm thinking...maybe a giant moat for them to walk into?
-------------------- "Suck it, depressos!"--M. Lash
From: The Underbelly of Society | Registered: Jul 2003
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<begins creating giant moat along the trajectory of it's path.
Good news is, maybe Fart Girl is somewhere in the crowd checking out your giant physique!
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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