Harri-chan wrote:Elliot pointed up the stairs at the girl that was peeking out from the top of them. "See that? A robot! They got inside somehow!", he said in a panic, still grasping Roll's arm. He really did seem terrified, even though the girl didn't look to be the slightest bit threatening.
Roll sighs and rolls her eyes. "That's one of my siblings, no doubt. If they're in here and not already destroying the place, then you're perfectly safe." She tries to pry the clingy boy off of her arm. "Why don't you say hi? Perhaps you can get our mystery guest down here."
Blaze wrote:"Uhhh... I dunno! But that girl sent me here to kill some, so there totally must be more!" @__@ Alex says, nodding sagely.
The blue robot snaps his finger. "Aw, dangit. I was totally hoping to bash some more robot heads." He lets his arm cannon retract and relaxes. "I already killed all the bad guys here. And they were, like, totally evil. You should have seen the parking tickets on the table." He nods sagely in return.
Ookalf wrote:R-right! I should... *Ookalf moves to step out from behind the woman and rejoin the fight, until she grabs hold of him and carries him away.* Hey! What're you...?
*Whatever objection Ookalf had dies out as he sees the enemy robot seemingly be vaporized by a giant laser from the sky.* ...Wow.
The woman shields her eyes, but doesn't turn away from the impressive orbital bombardment.
Jello Shot Mischa wrote:Maxwell blinks, but then nods. "Affirmative. Now transmitting telemetry information for bombardment."
Her shields flicker, faintly visible as she puts maximum power into them between herself and the bouncy, cheerful robot, while her legs hum as she immediately rushes backwards, putting as much distance between herself and the robot. Even as she moves, however, her eyes grow distant.
"Orbital laser strike now firing."
The sky abruptly explodes into a column of blue-white flame, several meters wide and blazing hotter and brighter than the surface of the sun, that slams down dead centre upon the robot girl. The intensity of the beam is enough to immediately vaporize the earth under her feet -- the rock and soil surrounding her immediately liquifies, melting into glassy black obsidian. Grass and trees in the vicinity of the blast immediately ignite, along with any other flammables, as a powerful shockwave blasts from the point of impact with a deafening thunderclap with enough force to send anything nearby flying.
Maxwell braces herself, the energy of the blast enough to make her shields flicker, but she stares forwards into the swirling smoke left behind as her sensors begin scanning the area. "Revising threat assessment."
The smoke and dust clears. There is a crater of cracked glass at ground zero, and there are still residual waves of heat coming off of the superlaser's lingering aftereffects. In the center of the crater stands the woman. Her outfit is in tatters, and she seems the worse for wear. Her jovial attitude is gone though. A sneer of hatred snakes it's way to Maxwell. "That was dry clean only." She screams and leaps towards the adaptive robot with an animal ferocity.
"Well, you'll have plenty of time to live in a van down by the river, when you're living...in a van down by the river!" --Matt Foley, motivational speaker
