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Post by THE GODZILLA on Nov 20, 2009 22:26:13 GMT -5
This thread will be the official boss battle. Omegarex24 will post Jericho's arrival. Players will then post both intros AND their attacks in a single post. After all fighters have been introduced, it will be Jericho's turn. Upon that, the turn order will be posted.
LET IT BEGIN!
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Post by Omegarex24 on Nov 21, 2009 0:50:26 GMT -5
The landscape was deserted for miles. Not only had the appearance of the Klenthurian armada eradicated all human life in the vicinity, but the imported flora and fauna had taken care of the local wildlife, as nothing was willing to advance any closer to this alien colony. Nothing that is, save for one single bird, lost and seperated from the flock. As it landed in a tree to rest, the ground rumbled once, faintly at first, as if something massive was approaching. Again and again, the earth reverberated with the approach of a massive object. The tree shook with each renewed impact, before finally catapulting the bird back into the air as it collapsed to the forest floor, only to be crushed beneath a massive, metal foot.
Jericho steadily advanced forward, approaching the outskirts of the Lizard's Nest. It's glowing red eyes surveyed the scene spread out before it.
"Target sighted. Awaiting weapons activation authorization code."
"Commander, we have a confirmed sighting of the enemy base. Jericho is requesting the authorization codes for full weapons activation."
"Good. Authorization code, Zulu Zulu six niner, confirm."
"Confirmed. Weapons systems activated. Jericho is now battle ready."
But even as Jericho's massive Stonehenge Cannons un-docked and began to hover near the machine, early warning systems alerted Jericho to the first true test of its abilities.
"Multiple targets confirmed on an intercept vector. Switching to full offense mode."
And even as Jericho prepared to intercept, it continued advancing, slowly and methodically, ready to crush the Lizard's Nest and wipe it off the face fo the Earth...
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Post by yaburu on Nov 21, 2009 2:53:24 GMT -5
Within the main complex of the Lizard's Nest, alarms and Klaxons wail and scream to warn the Klenthurains of a powerful invader to their base.
"What the hell is going on!?" Saberon roared, swinging his cape in typically dramatic fashion.
Instantly, monitors hummed to life, feeding images from outside the base. Every Klenthurain in the room sat wide eyed and slack-jawed. Every Klenthurian that is, except for Saberon.
Saberon just curled his lip, clenched his fists, and narrowed his eyes to slits.
"Those sons...of...BITCHES!" he growled. "Just exactly who the FUCK do they think they're dealing with? If Blaradon were here, that lousy tin-can would be nothing more then a warm-up for him!"
"But Blaradon's not here, is he Saberon?"
Saberon whirled around to see Jok-Toon, being assisted by a few Klenthurian servants, entering the room and putting his piloting uniform back on. "But Armada is. You said you got the nanobots up and running again?"
Saberon merely nods his head while staring at Jok-Toon.
"Good. I have a feeling I'm going to be needing them against that hunk of metal."
There was a moment or two of silence, broken by Saberon's maniacal laughter. "Ooohh, and I suppose you're just going to waltz out there in you big bad Bartosian war machine and single handedly save this entire base, endebting the Klenthurians to you, right?"
"Oh no, I wouldn't dream of hogging all the fun from you. I'm quite sure I'll be joined by one or two of your monsters...right?" Jok-Toon responded with a smile.
"Well, I don't know." Saberon said with a grin "Our monsters CLEARLY aren't as strong as that War Machine you Bartosians are sporting. I don't see what help they could be to you, maybe you should just go it alone."
Jok-Toon could see what Saberon was doing. He was trying to goad him into asking for the Klenthurain's help. His ego just wanted to be stroked.
Well, he could stroke his own damn ego.
Jok-Toon walked to within a few paces of Saberon, and calmly began talking. "Then maybe I'll just take Armada and head back to Mah-Uhn and let you Klennies deal with that Juggernaut out there. I don't have any official authorization from Dore-Ay to engage something like that anyways."
"If you let this base fall, the entire Alliance will be weakened and crumble, you..."
"Will it? Really Saberon, will it? From day one you're the one who started this whole Grand Alliance and declared yourself the de facto leader. None of us asked you to, and none of the other races really seem to care for you from what I've seen. So if I were to climb into Armada and leave this place and every Klenthurian in it to complete destruction....would the Alliance REALLY be hurt Saberon? Or would it actually become a little stronger without some overbearing reptile with a massive Superiority Complex barking out orders?"
Every one of Saberon's teeth are on display now, gleaming in the light as Saberon responds through a clenched jaw. "Did you forget it was ME who introduced you and the entire fucking alliance to Blaradon? And that it was ME who saw his construction and completion?"
"And did you forget it was the Bartosians and every other member of the Alliance that even made that construction possible? If it weren't for the technology that we gave you, Blaradon would still be useless right now. Now listen Saberon, I'm going to go climb into Armada and get him between this base and that Earth weapon, and I'm going to hold him off. But if there isn't one of your monsters out there within twenty minutes, I'm bailing and leaving you and this entire base to that thing's mercy."
And with that, Jok-Toon turns and walks out of the room, leaving stunned silence in his wake. And it isn't until he's safely within the cockpit of Armada that he finally allows himself a sigh of relief.
"Jok-Toon...you can be WAY to damn ballsy sometimes. I'm gonna get killed one of these days pulling some shit like that...assuming I live through today of course."
Armada's systems hum to life, and Jok-Toon performs a quick scan of the nanobots.
"Nanobots are in perfect working order, all other systems 100%. I am battle ready."
"That's good Armada, cause have I got a target for you. See that gigantic mech over on the horizon heading this way?"
"Affirmative. Target acquired."
"That's the enemy. Begin a deep scan of it."
"Negative. I cannot scan from this distance."
"I can fix that." Jok-Toon growled.
Armada charged out of the Lizard's Nest and towards Jericho. Without even missing a beat, He unloads the Chaingun, unleashing a hailstorm of energy bullets that pelt the armor of the ultimate human weapon. While doing so, he begins charging the Gravity Cannon, preparing to use it's semi-experimental new ability.
"Gravity Cannon charge at maximum"
"Good...initiate Gravity Storm program."
"Gravity Storm initiated, ready to fire."
"Fire!"
Instantly, all three Gravity Cannons that comprise Armada's arm fire as one, but more then that, the three beams combine into one massive Gravity Beam, the deadly attack striking Jericho dead center, and actually causes the juggernaut to waver. Jok-Toon aims Armada's eye laser at Jericho's own head and fires, scoring another direct hit.
Jok-Toon ceases firing and waits to see what effect his attacks have had on Jericho. "Armada...send a transmission to Mah-Uhn base, let them know what's going on."
"Understood."
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Post by tyrantisterror on Nov 21, 2009 11:42:09 GMT -5
The massive mech Jericho was about to focus its sites on Armada when another distraction presented itself. A savage howl of lunacy tore threw the air as Dhor Hra Zor slammed into Jericho's back like a living bludgeon, his blow enhanced by a telekinetic push. The monster was barely recognizable after all the enhancements done by Beyonder scientists. Now equipped with three cat-like eyes instead of his original multifaceted ones, the crazy gargoyle's exterior reflected the madness within him.
Yet for all his upgrades, visible and invisible, the tentacled monster only managed to make a miniscule dent in the robot's armor - something almost impossible to notice with the naked eye - and, almost comically, bounced off the machine's armored hide like a super ball. The green lunatic got back to his feet mid-crash to the ground, his one true head snarling in anger.
As Dhor Hra Zor got back up to continue the assault, the Beyonders watching the scene from their flying saucer above hailed the Klenthurian base. "We thought you could use some back up," Commander Gat said. "Hopefully this proves our loyalties truly are with the alliance."
Dhor Hra Zor snarled and blasted Jericho's backside with his laser beam eyes. The massive mech didn't even flinch, much less turn around to face him. It was as if Dhor Hra Zor was beneath its notice! With a snarl the tentacled monster spat a jet of green acid at Jericho, to both show his disgust and damage the mech. Yet the acid seemed to have no effect other than producing a slight discoloration of the machine's back armor!
It did, however, get Jericho to move. With a callous, unconcerned swat the massive machine sent Dhor Hra Zor flying backwards, before returning to its attack on Armada.
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Post by stealthartist24 on Nov 21, 2009 12:37:06 GMT -5
A gigantic alien vessel was moving up through Chesapeake Bay, carrying the Callistan creature known as Anglarun to face this new threat to the alliance. The ship could only make it about halfway through the Potomac River to Jericho's location, for the Callistans didn't anticipate how dangerous this thing was. Anglarun watched as a red flare launched out of the ship and flew through the air, only to land on Jericho's head. Two more flares, green this time, landed on Armada and Dhor. Anglarun almost instantly dove out of the back of the transport vessel and started to swim up the Potomac toward the massive CEE mech. When he reached land, the fish realized just how gigantic Jericho was. He snapped his mouth out of anger. This would be one hell of a battle.
"Here's some aid for your battle, courtesy of the Callistans. Good luck," said a transmission from the vessel to Saberon.
Jericho was about to smash Armada with a flail, when Anglarun stomped on the ground. Of course, Jericho didn't notice this, but soon would. A beam of lightning shot out of the ground, impaling Jericho's left foot. The surge shot up through the mech, zapping the insides with ease. Although to Anglarun's surprise, the mech gave out the smallest twitch possible, indicating that the lightning didn't do much damage. However, Jericho did quit its assault on Armada, turning its attention toward the fish. Anglarun soon realized that he was about to be pounded into the ground as Jericho's arm lifted up above him. Anglarun quickly ran off to the side, dodging the slow mech's movements.
Jericho's arm fell down, smashing the ground where Anglarun would have been standing, not doing any damge except creating a crater in the ground. The fish now stomped twice, sending two lightning spikes at the CEE mech. They traveled through the ground, before bursting upwards, one through Jericho's foot, and the other through one of its flails. The mech merely twitched again, showing little to no damage, angering Anglarun even more. Jericho continued his attacks by suddenly smacking the fish to the side. Anglarun snarled on the ground and swiftly got up and began to run back into the fight. He ran closer and closer to Jericho, dodging another flail, before stopping in front of it.
Anglarun glared at the mech, before charging upp an attack. The fish's bio-light grew brigter and brighter, before unleashing its power. A plasma beam launched out, straight into Jericho's face. When finished, the beam revealed the tiniest possible char mark, surprising Anglarun. The fish quickly ran behind the mech, trying to dodge an almost certain attack, but couldn't. Its arm swung back, unintentionally smacking Anglarun in the chest. He flew back about a hundred meters before landing. The mad fish returned to his feet, and knew that there weren't enough kaiju on the battlefield yet to defeat this thing.
Jericho prepared to swing both flails at Dhor and Armada at the same time...
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on Nov 21, 2009 15:40:33 GMT -5
Only for the mech to be distracted yet again as a beam of anti-matter smashed into his back. The explosions caused by the beam made Jericho lurch forward, but only a meter or so, the mech was far to sturdy.
However, the reaction of matter and anti matter had managed to damage Jericho's armor. While that damage did not reach very deep, it was visible.
Shaarlunas snarled as he dropped down, observing his handiwork. "Ok, I may hate the humans, but I can not help but admit that they really out did theirselves this time... Taking it down, even wtih help, will be all the more satisfactory..." the hell dragon mused to himself, before broadcasting a telepathic signal to the Alliance members present who could understand speech.
"Alright, I may have no affiliation with any of you, but we both have a common enemy, we both want this mech destroyed, and humanity either destroyed with it or enslaved, whichever you prefer. So it seems I'll be helping you all out... Hmph, perhaps we could work something out later..."
Shaarlunas' eyes shut as he finished, although he made it known to them that the connection was still open should they desire to reply. His eyes snapped open as he deftly flipped back, out of the way of an incoming flail. Not wanting to remain in range of the flails more then he had to, he continued to flip back until he felt he was far enough, skidding as he landed on his feet again.
"Annoying bastard, it'll take everything I have to damage it..." Shaarlunas snarled, another anti matter beam slamming into Jericho's chest and leaving similar damage on it then the back. The hell dragon howled as the air seemed to darken around him, before he charged forward at Jericho, jumping over another flail as it came around. Shaarlunas surged up and dropped on Jericho's head and shoulders, effectively putting him out of range of most, if not all, of the machines weaponry.
Shrieking down at the human weapon, Shaarlunas clamped his jaws over Jericho's head, before pulling back, trying to rend the armor. He only managed to scrape it though, infuriating him to no end. The hell dragon let loose with another anti matter beam on Jericho's head, hoping to damage something important before leaping off so that any others who were going to attack wouldn't be held back at the possibility of friendly fire...
Or, if they didn't care about that, so he wouldn't get hit by accident...
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Post by THE GODZILLA on Nov 21, 2009 18:58:09 GMT -5
(It should be noted that in both boss battles, players follow the same battle style as the Tormata battle. Players still follow the combat system, except their last attack is an automatic hit and the boss does not inflict damage on them with an attack.)
“My my, I certainly wasn’t wrong when I assumed this energy source would be powerful.”
The monsters that had assembled looked around to see nothing. Suddenly, out of the blue, an insect appeared... or at least that’s what it looked like. It was humanoid, but definitely looked insect-like. It looked around at the rest of the fighters, who had an expression of “Who are you?” on their faces.
“I am Cicindelion. And this is quite the situation.”
Jericho showed no movement… for its size, Cicindelion truly looked like a bug. Cicindelion looked up and rubs his chin, observing the massive machine. Suddenly, Jericho raises its massive arms and swings its flail directly at the newcomer, smashing into the ground where Cicindelion stands. The arm swings back to Jericho’s side as dust clears from the impact crater left by the attack. When the dust is all finally gone... nothing is there. The crowd of monsters looks around to see where the alien has gone...
“Jeez, you’re slow. All this thick armor must slow you down big man.”
Standing on Jericho’s right shoulder is the alien insect. Cicindelion knocks on the armor to further prove his point, yet the traditional banging sound one would expect from metal isn’t heard at all. Cicindelion clicks his mandibles and begins to flap his wings, faster and faster.
“Mmm, yes, this will be difficult. But if you’re that slow, how can you hope to catch me… and even if you do… will it be me you catch?”
“Or me?”
The rest of the monsters look on in shock as they see another Cicindelion, this one on Jericho’s other shoulder. The two aliens suddenly leap off of Jericho and hover midair in front of its chest. Their arms spread out and each hand suddenly spawns disks of pure energy, hovering just over their palms. They both raise their right hands into the air and launch the disks simultaneously, then doing the same with their left hands immediately. The disks impact the chest and a cloud of smoke forms.
“WHAT?”
The smoke clears and the two aliens stare in horror as nothing more than a scratch was left by the disks on their respected impact points. Jericho stands tall, not phased as all by the attacks. Cicindelion growls to himself and flaps his wings, while his copy merely growl. Suddenly, four more copies appear, and they all click their mandibles and look at the original, then turning towards Jericho. Suddenly, they all disappear.
“EAT IT!”
Six energy disks are launched at once, with every one of them focused on the middle of Jericho’s back. They all strike the same area as a massive cloud of smoke forms. When the smoke clears, a “cut” is visible, but the damage is not deep. The armor holds strong and Jericho, again, doesn’t take notice of it. Cicindelion and all of his copies touch back down onto the ground and cross their arms.
“I hope for my sake that destiny includes defeating you.”
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Post by The Great MM on Nov 21, 2009 21:36:08 GMT -5
A thunderous roar came from behind the alien war beasts and machines. A primal call of sheer rage. Suddenly, pushing Armada and Anglarun to the side, Rosie stood. He shook his head to the side and rose his arms, calling loudly before he proudly beat his chest with one arm.
"Show off." Jok-Toon snorted inside Armada.
Rosie continued its roar as sirens began to go off around the base. Weapon systems were coming online already, and the alien jungle was doing its best to ensnare Jericho, but epic failing at it.
"Kill it!" Saberon snarled, "KILL IT NOW!"
As if hearing its master, Rosie roared even louder and charged forward. He pulled his hand back like a pro-baseball player winding up a pitch before throwing it forward...
The sound of flesh bouncing off of solid steel echoed for miles. Rosie The walrus' arm was bent up at an angle to reach it, an Jericho all but noticed. The war weapon didn't budge and Rosie suddenly stumbled back, gripping his throbbing fist. He shook his head, drool falling from between his tusks as he snarled again. He ran forward and began to grip the leg and began to squeeze...
Still nothing...
Rosie began to thrust and pull, trying his best to use his insane strength to break the armor, and all he could do was slightly dent it! "Imbecile." Jok-Toon groaned as he shuddered to the sight of what appeared to be Rosie, in all his thrashing, humping Jericho's leg.
Back at the nest, Saberon crossed his arms. A lone worked approached behind the mad leader. "All weapons are ready, should we fire."
Saberon nodded his head no. "The first true fight of the Alliance. Keep Thresher and Manticore here on standby, we'll open fire if this group fails."
The reptile nodded and agreed before returning.
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Post by HyperGFreak on Nov 23, 2009 0:55:26 GMT -5
While the other half-dozen kaiju surround and barrage Jericho with a devastating combination of melee fury, projectile weapons, doppelganger assaults, electricity, and gravity cannons, and myriad other monstrous attacks, none pay much attention to the outskirts of the Lizard’s Nest in general. Neither does Jericho, giving a previous set of arrivals and their monster a large opening and all the time that they need, a distant flash of lightning and a sudden keening sound in the background fairly unnoticeable for all those involved in the fracas.
Levitating over a ridge coated with alien vines and flora, the new monster raises his arms to his sides at ninety degree angles, almost like a robot, six silvery, elongated hexagonal hunks of metal gliding to either half of his body, jagged sides pointing downwards. As golden energy begins to sail into their frames, looping inwards along the path of a magnetic field, their shiny texture is obscured by an ever-growing brilliance, their charges slowly turning them pure yellowish, sparks and a powerful sheen emanating off their forms. As they arrange themselves at equal intervals around their master’s frame, they appear almost rifts or portals torn into the fabric of this reality, six small suns draining the vast heat and energy by-products of a busy, thriving alien base into themselves.
As the sleek extraterrestrial transport ships disappear back into the clouds, their spawn continues to hover in the air, his form finally given a rudimentary cleansing of the remnants of Russia, his body reinforced and stronger now, reliant more on the bonds of his flesh and own metal than a potpourri of buildings and the like, his own skin tone visible for a rare moment. The vortex beneath his upper torso disappears from sight, the magnetic energies there concentrated into accumulating power even more, though the Klenthurian plants beneath him continue to whip from the powerful forces exerted nearby, dirt torn into the sky and plants from their moorings.
From his position opposite the Lizard’s Nest, with the battle in between him and the reptiles’ base, the onlooker has a grandstand view of the almost-humorous David vs. Goliath-reminiscent combat, a single, massive, gunmetal gray titan swinging slowly and flailing powerfully at a collection of smaller creatures clambering all over it. The spot also leaves Jericho’s broad, open back an easy target for the overly cautious magnetic monster, who appears unstirred by the events in general, spending more effort taking precision aim at the mech over half a mile away.
Sirens begin to sound, easily heard as the Lizard’s Nest begins to prep its weaponry in case of an emergency with Jericho, but still the extraterrestrial baryonyx simply continues to charge his slabs, more and more swirls and spirals of force sucking into them at an exponentially faster and faster rate. In the time that any other kaiju could have gotten off one or even two of their own assaults, the monster continues to prepare his attack, assimilating more and more of the residual energy exuded from the chaotic, beam-heavy battle nearby.
The passing of a minute of this charging is heralded by Rosie’s berserk, hulking entrance into the battlefield, combined with a loud, earth-shaking roar of fury. This, too, fails to evoke any immediate act of aggression from the more strategically-minded alien, aside from his arms slowly spreading forwards and out straight, his fingers slowly beginning to detach from his wrists. The slabs around him are by now virtually impossible to glance at from a close proximity, nearly pure white from such an extensive charge, bolts of power crackling between the half-dozen and the creature’s eye spike, sluggish pulse rings of sparks slowly rippling outwards from the series of charges at the beast’s back.
Now, almost leisurely, his back obscured in a blinding glow illuminating much of the surrounding Klenthurian vegetation, the magnetic titan’s slabs slowly begin to level out, rotating around their central axes to point forwards horizontally, precisely at the back of Jericho. These six spears now begin to spin, swiveling around and around in a circular orbit around the back of the alien, increasing the crackling of lightning. Almost like a sniper’s scope, the six warped metal claws fly out before him, pointing forwards in a ring towards Jericho, before beginning to spin as well, forming a second smaller orbit, a tinier halo in front of the rear one targeting Jericho.
Then, without absolutely no warning whatsoever, Renneth discharges his fully charged blast. The entire ring of force ripples forwards, for a second obscuring his own frame in light, then collects itself in the frontal ring, a vortex of energy composed of six connecting beams, one from each slab, spiraling forth into the loop. A slight aiming adjustment, then the kaiju completes his preparations, firing his seventh eye beam through the center of his veil of energy, straight into the center of the claw ring, which flickers for a moment before the entire, horrendously overcharged energy beam is unleashed. Nearly thirty to forty meters in diameter, spewing sparks over an extra twenty meters of radius, crackling with gigantic spirals of lightning, the projectile literally seems to fire out of nowhere, crashing straight into the center of Jericho’s back, between his two shoulders.
The mech barely jerks despite the impressive concussive impact, as Renneth dissipates such an extensive charge in a matter of seconds. Massive, concurrent explosions of heat and light obscure the back of the machine and leg-humping Rosie for four or five seconds, culminating in last blast of flame that rips outwards in a gout sixty to seventy meters wide that scorches the plant life off the ground and reduces even the stones and dirt around to ashes as the trailing end of the beam connects. In the distance, the slabs return to vertical positions and the claws to hands.
While Renneth cannot see, he is no doubt disappointed by the lack of mass removed from the mech’s back; while the surface of the beam’s radius is blackened, the damage is at most superficial. At the very center of the impact zone, where Cicindelion’s attack had struck, a cracked, glassy, half-melted, charred chunk of armor slowly peels away, perhaps five meters in diameter. Unfortunately, the piece removed is barely three or four meters deep, and the defenses beneath appear just as durable and thick.
Likewise, Renneth is similar undeterred, and prepares for a more melee-based approach as he rockets forwards into the fray, discharging another, more normal, less obscenely overcharged beam from his eye at the back of Jericho’s head. Above, in the skies, to the sides of the Beyonder UFO and safely amongst the rest of the onlookers, a representative AOMD joins the rest of the Alliance.
“Sorry we’re late to the Alliance’s first foray,” Zajen’s drawls over general comm systems. “We didn’t exactly get a direct invitation, but we figured we might as well join up. We sort of lost hope when we saw your kaiju trying to mate with a mechanical construct, you know? And here I was thinking we were the advanced races here!”
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Post by DinoHunter2 on Nov 23, 2009 16:43:31 GMT -5
Jericho marched forward as the last of the Alliance members arrived, alien vines writhing and dying under the immense weight of his feet. The earth trembled with each colossal footfall, shaking the combatants as they stood to oppose him. But as the massive construct advanced, some of the monsters began to notice something- the ground was shaking even when Jericho wasn't moving.
Slowly, dust began to rise up from around Jericho. The shaking continued, more fervently than before; rocks bounced back and forth excitedly as the soil beneath them vibrated. The earth around the mech shuddered slightly, and the shaking stopped. Jericho, not noticing the disturbance at all, stepped toward the attacking monsters.
The second its foot touched the ground, all hell broke loose. Flames shot out from all around, revealing an enormous ring-shaped depression surrounding Jericho's position. Everything inside the ring immediately collapsed, violently falling into the depression with a gargantuan plume of dust and smoke. The unmistakable groan of metal filled the air as Jericho, obscured by the cloud of dirt, sank knee-deep into the ground. The other monsters staggered, nearby knocked off their feet by the impact, but managed to keep their balance.
Nearby, the ground suddenly burst open, spouting fire as a lava-drenched figure dramatically rose to his feet.
"Afternoon, gentlemen!" Valcanus roared, loosing a volley of meteors from his back. "Mind if I crash the party?"
The searing rocks rocketed through the air before crashing against Jericho's chest in (comparatively) small bursts of lava. Wasting no time, the golem followed up with a blast from his mouth, striking the same spot with a beam of concentrated heat. Though charred, the armor appeared sturdy as ever.
"Huh. That doesn't look so bad." Valcanus grunted, his eyes taking on a supernatural glow. "Yet."
The ground around Jericho suddenly erupted into flame, ignited by pyrokinesis. Valcanus roared with laughter as the fire spread, circling his foe and climbing higher and higher. As the robot struggled, Valcanus watched intently, stoking the flames and hoping to soften the behemoth's armor with heat.
Probably not doing much... Valcanus thought to himself. But damn, did it feel good!
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Post by Omegarex24 on Nov 24, 2009 11:07:30 GMT -5
"No additional targets detected. Now assessing threat level..."
Target 1: Armada (Moderate) Target 2: Dhor Hra Zor (Moderate) Target 3: Rosie (Low) Target 4: Unkown Alien Insectoid (Now assessing) Target 5: Valcanus (High) Target 6: Unkown Alien Dragon (Now Assessing) Target 7: Anglarun (Moderate) Target 8: Renneth (High)
"Now commencing full assault."
Jericho's eyes flased crimson as the machine aimed all four Stonehenge Cannons at the enemy kaiju. Valcanus and Renneth were high on the priority list, and as such, needed to go first. Four thunderous roars shook the relative calm of the area as all four Stonehenge Cannons fired simultaeously, two aiming at Renneth, two at Valcanus. Valcanus roared is agony as the twin explosions ripped his rocky flesh away, while the shockwaves pummeled him into the ground. Renneth suffered similar damage as shards of metal and gobbits of flesh went flying, leaving two nasty craters in the magnetic kaiju's hide.
The other aliens watched in stunned silence at the speed and power Jericho brought to bear on them, which proved a deadly mistake, as the mammoth machine spun its left arm, releasing the Gravity Flail attached to the end of it and smashing Cincindellion square in the chest with a sickening crunch, sending the bug monster flying before crashing down several hundred feet away.
Jericho released the right arm Gravity Flail, as the forearm split, revealing one of his twin Firestorm Cannons, before the machien spun around, releasing a rpaid barrage of flaming, armor piercing shells at the remaining alien coaltion. Blood and chunks of metal sprayed from the other kaiju, dropping several to their knees as the barrage ceased, leaving the still smoking barrels to cool down.
"Now calculating targeting vectors for Satellite Strike. Continuing with the assessment."
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"You see? Jericho is the ultimate weapon," The GDF commander gloated. "They all fell in the first barrage. This thing is going to be a cakewalk before we march on their base."
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Post by THE GODZILLA on Nov 24, 2009 13:16:45 GMT -5
The post order is...
Yaburu Tyrantisterror Stealthartist24 Azure_Ghidorah THE GODZILLA The Great MM HyperGFreak DinoHunter2 Omegarex24
The three day limit to post is in effect for this battle.
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Post by yaburu on Nov 24, 2009 14:52:06 GMT -5
"Good LORD!" Jok-Toon yelled as Armada was rocked under Jericho's assault.
"Armada, how's the scan coming?!"
"Scan is complete. Additional information is available, as I've hacked into human computer systems."
"Good! Target that thing's head with your chaingun and give me the skinny."
Armada brings his chaingun to bear, and unleashes it's salvo, pelting Jericho's head with it for several seconds before shutting down.
"Damage?"
"Negligible, target Jericho is still fully functioning."
"Jericho? That's it's name?"
"Correct. Target's offensive and defensive capabilities are immense. Target has large chainguns named 'Firestorm Cannons' in each forearm that fire at 2000 rounds a minute."
"That's what he just hit us with, isn't it?"
"Correct. Other main weapon is known as the 'Stonehenge Cannons.' These fire shells with Micro Nuclear Warheads using magnetic accelerates. Final primary weapon are the Gravity Flails, which serve as Taget's hands and are attached with Gravity Leashes."
"Any other weapons?"
"Affirmative. Target is linked to an orbital satellite weapons platform. This satellite fires a powerful laser beam from orbit altitude at a single target. Potential damage from this is catastrophic."
"All right, all right, enough about it's weapons, target the head with your laser and fire. What about the armor?"
Armada unleashes his visor laser at Jericho's head, but it didn't seem to do much more damage then the Chainguns did.
"Target's armor is more durable then anything in my database. It is made from a previously unknown metal with an extremely high per tensile strength, and is several feet thick."
"Oh, this just gets better and better by the second. Are there any weaknesses? Any ways for us to beat this thing?"
"Affirmative. Analysis shows target is exceedingly slow and easy to out-maneuver. Target can be weakened through anti-gravity attacks. Target's Firestorm Cannons must cool off after usage and are exposed to attacks. Target's back armor is moderately weaker then the front, concentrated assault has a chance of piercing the armor."
"Well now THAT'S what I wanted to hear! Transmit your entire report to Mah-Uhn base, as well as all of our allies, let them know how to bring this thing down, then charge up the Gravity Storm, and hit that exposed Chaingun!"
Once again, Armada's Gravity Cannons hummed to life, and three beams fired, combining into one and striking Jericho's exposed Firestorm Cannon dead on. The resulting explosion gave Jok-Toon some hope. He maneuvered Armada around Jericho to the back, and struck out with one of his legs in a piercing fashion, hoping to damage the back armor.
"Not quite the damage I wanted, but it does seem to be a little less resistant here."
Jericho slowly turned to face Armada, and Jok-Toon grimaced.
"Crap..."
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Post by tyrantisterror on Nov 26, 2009 0:16:46 GMT -5
Jericho's massive hand was swinging down to smash Armada when it suddenly stopped in mid air. The machine paused for a second, surprised at its inability to move its gravity flail. The massive mech turned and saw Dhor Hra Zor standing behind it, the tentacled alien's three eyes glowing as it telekinetically held the machine's hand in place. The massive mech swung its free arm around to strike the Beyonder beast. Dhor yelped and leapt out of the way, breaking his concentration. Jericho's other arm, now free of the telekinetic grasp, crashed down. Sadly Armada had taken the opportunity to vacate the spot where the arm landed, leaving Jericho very pissed off.
Now focused on Dhor, Jericho swung both its arms toward the beyonder. Dhor snarled and leapt out of the way, but Jericho continued undaunted. The war machine pressed its attack, swinging its gravity flails at Dhor again and again. Each time the lanky alien-controlled beast dodged the blows with increasing difficulty. Finally Dhor couldn't dodge the flails. Thinking quickly, the tentacled beast pushed out telekinetically, stopping the flails in their tracks. The gargoyle beast concentrated as hard as he could, panicking slightly as his telekinetic grip began to loosen. In a desperate move the creature leapt upwards, releasing the flails. For the most part he evaded them, with his tail's tip getting caught between the massive hands of Jericho. A painful howl tore through Dhor Hra Zor's lips as the monster fell down to earth.
Jericho raised its flails again to deal another blow to the fallen monster. As the flails swung around and downwards to hit the tentacled beast, Dhor telekinetically pushed them along their intended path, making them go faster than Jericho anticipated. To the mech's surprise, the massive flails swung past Dhor Hra Zor and straight into its own chest! The massive machine stumbled backwards, its chest dented by its own flails! As Jericho stumbled Dhor leapt back to his feet and, reinforcing his body with a telekinetic push, kangaroo kicked Jericho on its chest. The strength of the kick sent the mech tumbling to the ground. A massive BOOM filled the air as the great machine crashed onto the ruins that had once been the nation's capitol. The tentacled monster continued its assault regardless, hovering above Jericho in midair to slam both legs into its chest in a series of kangaroo kicks, its head and tentacles flailing as it cackled in lunatic glee.
Dhor finally leapt off Jericho's fallen form and, striking a pose, released an EMP blast from its mouth against the mech. The machine lay motionless for a few seconds, and for that short time the insane monster actually thought he had won!
Then, with an ominous mechanical groan, the massive war machine calmly got back to its feet. Its optic sensors focused on Dhor Hra Zor as it took a step forward. The tentacled beast whimpered and prepared for the worst...
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Post by stealthartist24 on Nov 27, 2009 11:30:03 GMT -5
As Jericho triumphantly lifted both gravity flails to smash Dhor Hra Zor with a gruesome attack, Anglarun started to run, ready to unleash his own assault on the Earth mech. The fish had been rocked by Jericho's previous attacks, but had managed to pull through and gather up the strength to go in and save his ally. After gaining a good bit of distance, Anglarun launched himself in the air, charging his bio-light the whole time. When the airborne fish landed, a cluster beam was fired, and at the same time two lightning bolts ripped through the ground. The swirling beam impacted against Jericho's back, resulting in the usual small dent and char mark. The lighting spikes suddenly shot out of the ground, striking the mech's legs. The electricity was driven throughout Jericho's body, until finally shooting out of the three prongs above its eyes, forming an arch back into the ground.
The damage was miniscule, though, and Anglarun knew it. He snapped his jaws out of disgust. Jericho wasn't pleased as well, turning around to face his attacker, leaving Dhor alone. The Beyonder kaiju was safe, for now. On the other side, Anglarun was in danger, and Jericho was causing it. The mech furiously attempted to hit Anglarun with its flails, but the fish was quick on his feet and dodged each attack. Anglarun finally became fed up with all of this piffle, and decided to act. He swiftly ran around to Jericho's side and launched three lighting bolts at the Stonehenge Cannons. They each hit the cylindrical top on one of the cannons. This caused a fluke malfunction. The cannon suddenly fired at the ground behind Jericho. The resulting explosion swept Jericho's foot out from under it, forcing it to tumble backwards. The mech landed on the cannons, denting them up a bit.
Anglarun was pleased, but couldn't rest, for Jericho was already attacking. The machine's right arm started to slide open and the Firestorm cannon emerged. Anglarun knew he was in for it now. The barrels started to rapidly spin, gaining speed with each second, before finally unleashing a spray of bullets at the fish. About half of them hit their target, drawing up a reasonable amount of blood from Anglarun. The other bullets either hit other kaiju, or just went off in random directions. Anglarun roared in pain before seeing the cooling cannon. He remembered that it was vulnerable after seeing Armada's attack. He acted quickly by holding his hands up toward the mech's arm. Two energy spears suddenly jumped out of the fish's palms, crackling with electricity. Each one impaled itself in the cannon, resulting in a couple of explosions. Anglarun was relieved to see that he had actually damaged Jericho.
In all of Anglarun's joy, he was not safe. Jericho was already returning to its feet, ready to end the Callistan monster's life with a devastatingly painful smash from the gravity flails...
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