04-04-2016, 05:10 AM
Claptrap unloaded shot after shot into the shambling monstrosity with a mimicked bolt pistol. It was a powerful weapon, but the burning phospex didn't seem to phase the abomination before the robot. Even with the help of the exorcist, the beast was barely taking a scratch. But with the clown... thing, they seemed to be doing some damage. Then the clown and the wizard split apart. Claptrap watched in horror as Strazio exploded on the Harbinger, quickly followed by a suddenly serious Gamzee. Claptrap began to hyperventilate as he watched one ally die and another be seriously injured.
"Oh, oh my god. What do we do?" Claptrap squealed. The quickly shrinking group was sandwiched between two monsters and morale was dwindling. Smith was back on his feet, albeit a little unsteadily. The agent was firing rounds from his pistol into the Harbinger, with little effect. While Claptrap was distracted with the end of Strazio, Okor had managed to sneak up on the robot.
"Don't... Turn your back... Fool." The beast mumbled, before backhanding Claptrap across the Nexus floor, severely denting the little robot. "Meet your end." Claptrap screamed into terror at the approaching monster, before firing a phosphex round into one of the breaches Gamzio had created in the dreadnought's armour. A deep growl rolled like thunder from the monster's mouth, more from frustration than pain.
The dreadnought swung at Claptrap again and again, only barely missing each time. It was like a strange, mechanical game of cat and mouse. Claptrap summoned his shotgun once more and fired away, barely scratching the immensely strengthened armour. Finally, Okor struck, clipping Claptrap's side, and the glancing blow was enough to catapult the small robot across the Nexus. Claptrap landed a few metres from Agent Smith, who was having no more luck with the Harbinger than Claptrap was with Okor. Claptrap opened his eye to see the Harbinger realise that Smith was back on his feet and turn to the program.
"Oh, you're still here." The amalgamate said. "Well, let Us finish what we started." And with that, the skeleton formed a gloom bolt, aimed briefly, and fired. The bolt struck Smith in the side of the face, scouring the left side of his head. The agent shakily lifted a hand to his face, felt his raw face, and passed into shock.
"NOOO" Claptrap screeched, his shrill voice echoing across the Nexus.
"COMPUTER" Claptrap squealed in a panic. "Analyse the footage of Agent Kanda." A window appeared in Claptrap's vision which replayed Agent Kanda using their super reflexes. Claptrap felt his gears go into overdrive as he raced towards the fallen agent.
The Harbinger lifted Their scythe to end Smith, but he disappeared with a small, yellow blur. Claptrap slowed down to regular speed a few metres away, zigzagging to dodge any incoming attacks. The little robot raced off in a random direction as fast as he could, carrying Smith with surprising ease.
"Don't worry buddy." Claptrap whimpered. "I'm going to get you out of here. Then we'll get you patched up, and it'll all be alright." Claptrap was trying to convince himself more than the unconcious agent.
"Oh, oh my god. What do we do?" Claptrap squealed. The quickly shrinking group was sandwiched between two monsters and morale was dwindling. Smith was back on his feet, albeit a little unsteadily. The agent was firing rounds from his pistol into the Harbinger, with little effect. While Claptrap was distracted with the end of Strazio, Okor had managed to sneak up on the robot.
"Don't... Turn your back... Fool." The beast mumbled, before backhanding Claptrap across the Nexus floor, severely denting the little robot. "Meet your end." Claptrap screamed into terror at the approaching monster, before firing a phosphex round into one of the breaches Gamzio had created in the dreadnought's armour. A deep growl rolled like thunder from the monster's mouth, more from frustration than pain.
The dreadnought swung at Claptrap again and again, only barely missing each time. It was like a strange, mechanical game of cat and mouse. Claptrap summoned his shotgun once more and fired away, barely scratching the immensely strengthened armour. Finally, Okor struck, clipping Claptrap's side, and the glancing blow was enough to catapult the small robot across the Nexus. Claptrap landed a few metres from Agent Smith, who was having no more luck with the Harbinger than Claptrap was with Okor. Claptrap opened his eye to see the Harbinger realise that Smith was back on his feet and turn to the program.
"Oh, you're still here." The amalgamate said. "Well, let Us finish what we started." And with that, the skeleton formed a gloom bolt, aimed briefly, and fired. The bolt struck Smith in the side of the face, scouring the left side of his head. The agent shakily lifted a hand to his face, felt his raw face, and passed into shock.
"NOOO" Claptrap screeched, his shrill voice echoing across the Nexus.
"COMPUTER" Claptrap squealed in a panic. "Analyse the footage of Agent Kanda." A window appeared in Claptrap's vision which replayed Agent Kanda using their super reflexes. Claptrap felt his gears go into overdrive as he raced towards the fallen agent.
The Harbinger lifted Their scythe to end Smith, but he disappeared with a small, yellow blur. Claptrap slowed down to regular speed a few metres away, zigzagging to dodge any incoming attacks. The little robot raced off in a random direction as fast as he could, carrying Smith with surprising ease.
"Don't worry buddy." Claptrap whimpered. "I'm going to get you out of here. Then we'll get you patched up, and it'll all be alright." Claptrap was trying to convince himself more than the unconcious agent.
Quote: 537 words. Claptrap mimicked Smith's agent reflexes, expending his 1 sp, and is booking it.
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