06-05-2023, 08:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-10-2023, 08:29 PM by skinstealer.)
You narrow your eyes as you take a few steps forward and swing your hammer low, aiming for the bear's side.
DEVO: Shit-
He tries to get away and fumbles, the hammer making contact-
-but not before he manages to graze your neck with his blade. It's not a full "cut", and wouldn't have amounted to much with a real weapon, but...
-but not before he manages to graze your neck with his blade. It's not a full "cut", and wouldn't have amounted to much with a real weapon, but...
DEVO: D...did that count?
DEVO: Ortho, I barely touched her, does that count as a hit?
ORTHO: ...Hm.
ORTHO: Gonna say a tap or a graze doesn't count for the moment.
ORTHO: You want a hit, not a touch.
ORTHO: One point for Ribbon!
POLKA: Whoo!
DEVO: Goddamn....well, guess it's down to the wire now.
He gets back into a fighting stance.
Tim lunges forward and goes for a sideways swipe, putting his full strength into it- more than he probably needs to.
Roulette is quicker,
snagging Tim's blade with one claw and twisting it, turning the dog's wrist,
as its scythe comes up from down low,
slotting in just against the plush's neck.
The robot's watchful gaze feels far more intimidating with a scythe pressed to his throat.
Tim blinks, eyeing the scythe against him with a nervous expression.
Roulette is quicker,
snagging Tim's blade with one claw and twisting it, turning the dog's wrist,
as its scythe comes up from down low,
slotting in just against the plush's neck.
The robot's watchful gaze feels far more intimidating with a scythe pressed to his throat.
Tim blinks, eyeing the scythe against him with a nervous expression.
TIMOTHY: W-well...
TIMOTHY: I'm glad you're on our side, that's for sure!
ORTHO: One point for Roulette, one point for Tim!
Roulette tilts its head an inch.
ORTHO: I don't care if you're made of metal.
ORTHO: In a real fight, all you can do is guess at whether or not the opponent's weapon will bounce off or slice clean through.
ORTHO: Good way to lose your hand, there.
ORTHO: Considering you use yours two-handed, that's one hell of a downgrade if you lose it.
ROULETTE: ...Apologies. Instinct.
It waits a moment.
ROULETTE: ...And, for this.
The robot tugs very slightly on Tim's neck with the foam scythe,
leaning him towards the fake water.
leaning him towards the fake water.
TIMOTHY: Wh-whoa!
The dog stumbles, flopping into the foam pile.
TIMOTHY: That's dirty!
ROULETTE: Swimming makes for good exercise.
ROULETTE: . . .
ROULETTE: ...Sorry.
It turns its attention towards the building.
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