11-12-2016, 10:16 PM
Gaige squinted at the strange-looking man in front of her. Her trigger finger was itching, and enough animosity had been tossed about just now for her to feel truly angry.
"Soooo..." she frowned, "What are you supposed to be? Some sorta... scarecrow?"
"My name is Dr. Jonathan Crane. You will not-"
"Bored!"
Gaige opened fire on Dr. Crane. Her oversized Jakobs shotgun kicked back, nearly flying right out of the teenager's hands. The scattered pellets ripped through the villain's clothes, but most of them flew harmlessly past. Gaige cursed under her breath, pulling out a new clip of shotgun rounds. At that moment, Scarecrow dropped a grenade of some sort, then fled.
"Get back here-"
The grenade detonated, filling Gaige's nostrils with a foul smell. She knew that smell. From a long time ago. Before the Omniverse. Something from back home. The smell of burning hairs and fury.
"WARRRIOORRRRRR"
Gaige turned around. Where her crew was just moments ago, instead stood Handsome Jack and the legendary beast known as the Warrior.
"How are you alive?!" Gaige screamed as she ducked, narrowly dodging a fireball from the fierce Eridian prisoner, "I watched Lilith burn your fake friggin' face off-"
"I HAVE THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE"
Gaige turned to see a bad-ass psycho hollering into the air. He raised his makeshift buzz-saw axe, ready to crush skulls. In this case, the skull belonged to none other than Gaige's father.
"Why aren't you stopping him?!?" Gaige's father shrieked as the buzz-saw entered his scalp. The blade of the axe started spinning, spewing blood and brains all over Gaige.
"DADDY!" the teenager screamed in horror. Her father's lifeless eyes poured of his sockets and he inexplicably wailed post-mortem. The bad-ass psycho then swung the axe at Gaige's throat. Gaige choked and grabbed at her neck, only to realize there was no wound. The psycho leaned in and screamed something unintelligible at the girl.
Gaige whipped out her shotgun and fired it at the psycho's chin. Her ECHO device flashed "Critical!" in red letters as the psycho collapsed. Gaige turned to look for the Scarecrow.
"Okay, that was freaky."
She started sprinting after the once-psychologist, furious. She jerked her left wrist, initiating the motion sequence to summon Deathtrap. The arm started whirring.
"Hehe," the teenager grinned, "Number Five..."
With a sweeping motion, she swung her arm upwards and shouted, "ALIVE!" As she did so, Deathtrap digistructed, tessellating into existence from bright blue three-dimensional pixels. The grungy and bloody floating death machine had arrived. And its first move after being summoned was to tilt its head adorably at Gaige, not quite understanding what was supposed to happen. There were no hostile elements nearby, after all.
The robot shrugged and began cuddling with Gaige.
"DT? No, no, not now, DT, this is not- this is never comfortable. You are made of metal. This hurts. We are fighting right now, DT. Kill mode. KILL MODE!"
On cue, a creepy-ass laugh resonated from deeper within the cave, presumably from Dr. Crane. DT's eye flashed from blue to red.
"That's better," Gaige muttered, patting her robot on the shoulder. "Come on, boy. Let's get 'em."
In a flash, Deathtrap zoomed forward through the tunnel. Gaige followed, digistructing her smig into her palms. A few seconds later, she heard Dr. Crane cry out in pain. Gaige followed the noise, looking down the sights of her gun.
After a moment, Deathtrap returned to her, whimpering and holding his arm. Gaige sighed.
"Don't worry, boy, I'll get you another one."
The Scarecrow approached the Vault Hunter from behind cover. He didn't seem to have sustained an injury, but he certainly was in pain.
"Very good. But can you fight without siccing your metal beast on your enemies?"
Gaige shrugged. "Probably."
She started firing her gun again, forcing Scarecrow to retreat behind cover once more. Bullets rebounded off the walls of the tunnel, some narrowly missing Gaige herself. After she emptied the clip, she tossed a shock grenade to where Scarecrow was.
There was no way she was going to lose.
"Soooo..." she frowned, "What are you supposed to be? Some sorta... scarecrow?"
"My name is Dr. Jonathan Crane. You will not-"
"Bored!"
Gaige opened fire on Dr. Crane. Her oversized Jakobs shotgun kicked back, nearly flying right out of the teenager's hands. The scattered pellets ripped through the villain's clothes, but most of them flew harmlessly past. Gaige cursed under her breath, pulling out a new clip of shotgun rounds. At that moment, Scarecrow dropped a grenade of some sort, then fled.
"Get back here-"
The grenade detonated, filling Gaige's nostrils with a foul smell. She knew that smell. From a long time ago. Before the Omniverse. Something from back home. The smell of burning hairs and fury.
"WARRRIOORRRRRR"
Gaige turned around. Where her crew was just moments ago, instead stood Handsome Jack and the legendary beast known as the Warrior.
"How are you alive?!" Gaige screamed as she ducked, narrowly dodging a fireball from the fierce Eridian prisoner, "I watched Lilith burn your fake friggin' face off-"
"I HAVE THE SHINIEST MEAT BICYCLE"
Gaige turned to see a bad-ass psycho hollering into the air. He raised his makeshift buzz-saw axe, ready to crush skulls. In this case, the skull belonged to none other than Gaige's father.
"Why aren't you stopping him?!?" Gaige's father shrieked as the buzz-saw entered his scalp. The blade of the axe started spinning, spewing blood and brains all over Gaige.
"DADDY!" the teenager screamed in horror. Her father's lifeless eyes poured of his sockets and he inexplicably wailed post-mortem. The bad-ass psycho then swung the axe at Gaige's throat. Gaige choked and grabbed at her neck, only to realize there was no wound. The psycho leaned in and screamed something unintelligible at the girl.
Gaige whipped out her shotgun and fired it at the psycho's chin. Her ECHO device flashed "Critical!" in red letters as the psycho collapsed. Gaige turned to look for the Scarecrow.
"Okay, that was freaky."
She started sprinting after the once-psychologist, furious. She jerked her left wrist, initiating the motion sequence to summon Deathtrap. The arm started whirring.
"Hehe," the teenager grinned, "Number Five..."
With a sweeping motion, she swung her arm upwards and shouted, "ALIVE!" As she did so, Deathtrap digistructed, tessellating into existence from bright blue three-dimensional pixels. The grungy and bloody floating death machine had arrived. And its first move after being summoned was to tilt its head adorably at Gaige, not quite understanding what was supposed to happen. There were no hostile elements nearby, after all.
The robot shrugged and began cuddling with Gaige.
"DT? No, no, not now, DT, this is not- this is never comfortable. You are made of metal. This hurts. We are fighting right now, DT. Kill mode. KILL MODE!"
On cue, a creepy-ass laugh resonated from deeper within the cave, presumably from Dr. Crane. DT's eye flashed from blue to red.
"That's better," Gaige muttered, patting her robot on the shoulder. "Come on, boy. Let's get 'em."
In a flash, Deathtrap zoomed forward through the tunnel. Gaige followed, digistructing her smig into her palms. A few seconds later, she heard Dr. Crane cry out in pain. Gaige followed the noise, looking down the sights of her gun.
After a moment, Deathtrap returned to her, whimpering and holding his arm. Gaige sighed.
"Don't worry, boy, I'll get you another one."
The Scarecrow approached the Vault Hunter from behind cover. He didn't seem to have sustained an injury, but he certainly was in pain.
"Very good. But can you fight without siccing your metal beast on your enemies?"
Gaige shrugged. "Probably."
She started firing her gun again, forcing Scarecrow to retreat behind cover once more. Bullets rebounded off the walls of the tunnel, some narrowly missing Gaige herself. After she emptied the clip, she tossed a shock grenade to where Scarecrow was.
There was no way she was going to lose.
Quote:Summoned Deathtrap (1 SP)
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