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Yeah...Ive just been absent from the computer a lot (looking for a new computer, finding materials for my bot, etc.). And I will be next week too. I hope to get at least two more brawls up before then. Sorry about this...in the meantime, tactics would be appreciated, Mark. :wink:
Pee-wee Herman vs. Tony Soprano
Pee-wee will use a chair that freakin talks (hey look!) and hide behind the fish (holy crap!) before taking a big machete and chopping Tony Soprano to bits. .
The Grim Reaper vs. Olcadan
Grim Reaper will stumble into an SC3 stage and get cussed at by Olcadan for screwing up the combos and inputting the wrong buttons before snapping and killing Olcadan.
XS3 vs. Glaurung
I have no idea who this guy even is but XS3 should be able to take him down. I mean... Come on, he beat the almighty Wiimote! .
Only for your own entries, Mark. And if you want to know who Glaurung is, I just put info about him a few posts ago. :P
Well, I did say Id get some fights up, didnt I?
A stingray vs. Ginza
No house fighters.
The gargantuan beast formally known as Ginza towers over the slightly quivering stingray in his little tank. To say that Ginza has the advantage would be not untrue, but Ginza, startlingly, seems to be thinking over his strategy to take the stingray down instead of mindlessly bringing his almighty foot down on the tank, smashing it and pulping the stingray in the process for a quick win. Perhaps his apprehension is towards the tail of the stingray, which as we all know is very potent and can kill a man, as seen with poor Steve Irwin. Of course, there is little chance that the sting may not even tickle the heel of the reptile, but Ginza is not about to take that chance. He snatches up the tank from the ground; the claws penetrate the glass and water pours from the stingrays broken lair. The stingray whips from the mess, ready to pierce the palm of Ginza, but Ginza steps out of the way and the aquamarine creature plops to the ground. Ginza grabs a random object and prepares to pound the fallen stingray with it, but suddenly hes tapped on the shoulder. Whos big enough to do that, Ginza thinks, as he turns around and runs right into Godzillas fist. It seemed that Ginza stole one of Godzillas eggs and was intending to make breakfast for his own kids. Ginza falls backwards...right onto the stingray, who isnt able to go anywhere and the thousand tonne beast collapses onto the stingray like a fallen tower. Godzilla snorts, kicks Ginzas prone figure for good measure, and stomps away.
The Diotoir boys get ready to kick some wireframe ass and chew gum...and it seems theyre all out of gum. The Wireframes swarm the rather furry robot as it tilts around and wondering whom it should rush at first. As read in the Super Smash Bros. Melee Trophy Guide, the Wireframes are rather weak and subpar, but they are overwhelming in great numbers. However Diotoir has beaten the likes of Tornado, so theyre not worried. GO! says the announcer, whos randomly blown to bits by Strong Bad, and Diotoir goes on the warpath. Only 5 Wireframes come out at a time, so Diotoir has some breathing room. He charges forward and barrels into all the Wireframes, scattering them and throws them off the stage. 5 more come. Diotoir repeats the process. The Wireframes are really stupid, and since Master Hand didnt give them their daily fill of No Doze, theyre not able to jump. The Diotoir boys are completely smug; theyve not been this way for ages...or have they? Well find out in the pits maybe; thats for another story. Theres a twisty twirl for the Irish fighter bot as two of the Wireframes move in for a roundhouse and end up hitting each other. Master Hand watching from the stands makes an agitated movement but his alter-ego Crazy Hand has a plan. He goes up to the control booth and offers the Diotoir boys some gum. They look at each other, and they take the gum from Crazy Hand, calling him a good sport. With the snap of a finger, Master Hand summons a hammer from the sky and it falls onto the arena with a loud BANG. The guys heads snap back to the arena at once, just in time to see one of the Wireframes pick up the hammer and advance on Diotoir...
SMASH!
Needless to say, thats the end of Diotoir for now.
From the sands of time, the undead prescence of the wraith known as the Witch-King is come and felt by many, even hundreds of miles away. Wielding his Morgul-knife and his mace, and with a horror dreaded by the Wise called the Black Breath, he leads his great army of Orcs and Uruk-Hai and countless other evil beings towards a little mound, upon which a lone figure stands stock still. Her sharp eyes glance at her quarry leading his malicious fleet towards her. Her long hair swishes around her as she turns to face the Witch-King, her hands feeling the handles of her magical katanas. The Witch-King suddenly halts, several metres away; however the army continues its advance. Ming realizes that they are going to surround her; she smirks. Suddenly there is a loud roar; Ming looks up, and sees a gigantic creature desecending towards her, head outstreched to clench down upon her body and break it with its immensely powerful jaws. She dashes aside as the fell beast blasts by, but she has little room to do so because the Orkish army has now completely boxed her in. She will to have to fight her way out, but it looks grim. The Witch-King lets out a bone-chilling screech, and immediately, as if it were a signal, the Orcs, Uruk-Hai and other evil creatures rush in at Ming. It looks like its the end for Ming...at least, it seemed that way at the moment, but now Ming has broken out of her trance, and with blindingly fast movements is strewing the field with dead Orcs and Uruk-Hai. Her katanas happily smoke with black blood as they claim more and more Orkish victims. Mings energy does not seem to be letting up for a second and the Witch-King is in doubt; he did not know that Ming held such power within her veins. Hardly fifteen minutes later, the army of Orcs, Uruk-Hai, and others is completely scattered and broken, most dead, and most fleeing the surprising might of this seemingly demonic woman. The Witch-King steps forward, drawing his knife. Ming eyes him approaching and leaps up high into the air, landing a foot upon his helm and throwing him onto his back. A steen fan leaves Mings robe at lightspeed and inserts itself into the wraiths midsection. Ming lands on her feet, smiling, and stands over her opponent, apparently gloating over the supposed might of the Nazgul King. Of course, she is sorely mistaken that her opponent is defeated. The Witch-King without warning strikes upwards with his knife and Ming barely dodges it; she springs backwards with a gasp. The steel fan crumbles into dust as the wraith rises deadman-style as if he had suffered no damage. Ming is alarmed but steels herself; she stamps upon the hilt of an Orkish scimitar and slashes it towards the Witch-King; it flies into the helm point-first. The Witch-King however, dismisses all thought of victory by placing an armoured hand upon the hilt of the scimitar and sliding it out. Ming rushes forward, leaping up, and again goes for a flying kick. The Morgul-lord, quick as a snake, turns away and plants his knife into Mings back, only to find shes not there. A pair of feet collide with his back and he is sent flying; however he rises quickly to find Ming flying at him, katanas drawn. The Witch-Kings knife blazes suddenly with green fire and as it impacts both katanas full-force, the katanas are shorn apart and explode into tiny fragments. The force of the blow also pushes Ming back a great distance. Ming is extremely frustrated, not to mention angry; those were katanas passed down from her mother. All thought of blades and weapons gone she rushes the fell king with the thought of forcibly tearing his will apart with her bare hands. The Witch-King lets out a screech as his knife is knocked flying, and he collapses on the ground with Ming atop him. Ming raises a hand, with the nails elongated horribly, and begins a slash downward. The tides have turned completely, and the Witch-King is about to be destroyed...or is he? Ming is suddenly feeling strange...her insides are becoming cold and numb, and she falls backwards off of the Witch-King, who rises up and towers above her like a thundercloud. Ming, although she does not know it, has been hit with the Black Breath, a fell poisonous vapour, and its effects are paralyzing Ming, who falls onto her back, breathing harshly. The Witch-King sweeps up his Morgul-knife and once again flames run down the blade. Ming tries to raise to hand to resist the dark forces above her but it is in vain. The blade stabs downwards, and Ming is caught in mid-cry. The Morgul-knife of the Witch-King has claimed another victim, and it removes itself from Mings stomach as the chief Nazgul bestows one last glance at the corpse of the woman before turning on his heel and leaving the battlefield, his steed flying high above in the dark threatening clouds above.
Points
+15000 - Time
+12500 - Aggression
+15000 - Enemies defeated
+5000 - Epic battle
+500 - Preseverer
+250 - Calm in the face of fire
TOTAL = 43250 points
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Professor Vengeance - 55500
Ming Higurashi - 43250
Diotoir - 14547
A stingray - 6100
Next up: MY BATTLE WITH ALEX!!! Lord DoomForAll vs. KodeBreaker
I might not complete my robot tournament, but this one for sure will be done, I just couldnt string together a fight well enough. But now Im getting some ideas, and I shall have the next fight up very soon!
The city is completely deserted. Not even tumbleweeds can be heard over the rather loud silence that has spread over the metropolitan desolation. There is absolutely no signs of human life. There is even no sign that there was ever human life here for at least a decade. The buildings are rotting, pieces crumbling and dropping to the pothole covered roads, the windows dulling, changing hue to the colour of the rancid cement that surrounds them. A foul wind sweeps over the deserted area, and still there are no signs of life.
Suddenly, a great power appears in the area. Its prescence can be felt by even the ruin of the towers nearby. In his hand, devastating, a staff amassed of rift: it is the Lord DoomForAll. The Lord had come, but seemingly to nothingless. His eyes narrow as he takes in his surroundings. And at that moment, he is attacked.
DoomForAll springs away as a mighty blast of dark energy encases the area where he once was. Instantly, he scans the area behind him. His pupils dilate as they find the limping figure of Berenhotep, his arch-rival. DoomForAll is confused; it should have been KodeBreaker that he would be fighting, not his prime enemy. The dark pharoah smiles; this would be his time to crush DoomForAll for good, even if it meant to destroy the universe. He was ready. So was DoomForAll...but not ready enough.
Berenhotep strikes swifty, a blur compared to the wind. DoomForAll parries the charge but loses his grip on the rift staff, which falls to the ground. DoomForAll disregards this completely and rises into the air, as his enemy leaps like a catapult towards him. DoomForAll turns and throws out his arm, lashing Berenhotep against the head with it. Berenhotep keels in mid-air but regains stance almost instantly and continues his attack, only to be blasted through the stomach by a beam of rift matter DoomForAll conjured.
Berenhotep falls to the ground, seemingly dead. DoomForAll lands down on the ground, and picks up the rift staff. At that moment, he hears a cold and deadly laughter echo through his nervous system. But it is not a solo effort. Berenhotep slowly rises up from the ground, laughing insanely. But he is not alone.
DoomForAlls eyes widen. Millions of Berenhotep clones swarm around the area, faces jeering, laughing, eyes leering, all intent on squashing their prey into non-existance. The real Berenhoteps laughter rises above the others.
Do you see? My efforts have now prevailed! the dark pharoah roared in triumph. If you honestly thought you could defeat me, could you hope to defeat a million of me?!
DoomForAll makes no answer. Instead he unleashes a field of anti-gravity, hoping to clear them away. Unfortunately this is not to be. Berenhotep conjures up an evil spell, and as the field hits the clones, they are all unaffected by the incoming resistance. Berenhotep laughs for the final time, and then two small words come from his mouth.
Destroy him.
The clones, simultaneously, attack one single target, the Lord DoomForAll. If DoomForAll thought that the clones were weaker than the master that commanded them, he was sorely mistaken. DoomForAll is beaten around, the rift staff relinquished from his grasp, and his inner senses screaming in pain. For a moment the pain is so intense that for a moment he does not even know what is happening, until he is laying on the ground. He sees one of the Berenhoteps approach his barely breathing figure, and knows that it is the real one.
Well then, you poor, hapless fool, Berenhotep gloats, is it not about time you laid back and ceased to exist?
I do not need to tell you why I have not, replied DoomForAll.
Then allow me to finish the job, hisses the pharoah, and raises his mace... Oh yes, Berenhotep, says a calm, booming voice suddenly. You shall finish yourself off.
Instantly, all the Berenhoteps disappear with a scream of pain, including the one in front of DoomForAll, and his energy and power are replenished. The rift staff reforms in his hand. No signs of damage ar apparent on the Lord. He rises to his feet. Immediately, he espies a lone figure, swathed in a black trenchcoat, with emerald shades. Before DoomForAll can confirm what he has seen, however, the figure vanishes in a burst of digital information. DoomForAll shakes his head, and rises up towards the clouds back towards his lair.
Points
+12000 - Time
+10000 - Aggression
+25000 - Epic battle
+5000 - Interruption
+2500 - Calm in the face of fire
+5000 - Unexpected ally
TOTAL = 59500 points
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Lord DoomForAll - 59500
Professor Vengeance - 55500
Ming Higurashi - 43250
Diotoir - 14547
A stingray - 6100
Greetings, lads! In a bizzare event of sorts, the virus is slowly being destroyed, and the best news is that our data didnt go down the drain after all!
Thus I shall take out my joy and happiness on another ATTTWI fight, though Steve did not give tactics.
Dr. Ivo Robotnik vs. Manwe Sulimo
No house fighters.
Tall as the elven-kings of old, and yet much greated and revered, he towers over the extremely pudgy man before him. Manwe Sulimo, the Lord of the Valar, extends his arm that grips his mace of sapphire, and points the end at the man, who is none other than Dr. Ivo Robotnik, hater of hedgehogs, and anything else that is organic. His right hand is eagerly twitching towards a single button on his belt. Manwe senses that something is amiss and immediately summons a storm of winds towards the machine lover. Robotnik despite his robust physique is able to dive behind a large boulder, unfortunately that boulder is carried up hundreds of feet in the air and thrown indeed very far across the lands, breaking apart as it does so. Robotnik is also lifted up but the winds cease just as sudden as they started, cause Robotnik to fall on his abnormally large belly. The second that happens, millions upon millions of SWATbots start to swarm the area around the two at Robotniks call, and he grins evilly, perceiving the tides have turned. Or have they? Manwe summons forth an even greater gust of wind but the SWATbots simply switch on their reverse suction mechanisms and the winds are negated instantly. Manwe lets forth a flock of eagles, the vassals from the Encircling Mountains who come to his voice, and Thorondor, Lord of the Eagles, swoops down upon Robotnik claws first, but Robotnik takes out a disinteghration gun and Thorondor is burnt to charred chicken, as are the rest by the SWATbots. However Robotnik failed to notice that, since Manwe is the Lord of the Valar, he can summon to him at will Iluvatar, or Eru, who is the One. The skies darken to black, and Robotnik seems worried. A giant fleshy hand peeks out from under the threatening clouds, and balls up into a fist. A torrent of rain lashes down, even greater winds scrape the land, thunderbolts decimate all the SWATbots, and in the aftermath Robotnik is cowering on his knees at the feet of Manwe. Manwe gives Robotnik his judgement: a simple repentment is all that is required, but Robotnik is unwilling to follow forward and presses the button his hand was so eager to press before. Instantly, he explodes in a gigantic mushroom cloud, incinerating Manwe in a self-destruction. Iluvatar sighs and goes back to keep his watch on Morgoth, who had been trying to sneak back out of the Void.
Forgive me if I am unlearned in the Bleach episodes, as I have not watched a single one yet. Also, this one is very short, as hardly any ideas came to me at the time.
Ichigo Kurosaki vs. Chai Xianghua
No house fighters.
Strangely enough, both fighters appear on our Final Destination level, devoid of any house fighters. Ichigo has taken on a giant radoactive harpischord, a rabbit, a bowl of custard, and a load of enemies at the same time, so hes not too worried. The woman of about 20 years stands a little ways in front of him, and she bows, smiling serenely. Ichigo decides not to be fooled by this sight and raising his blade his charges right at her with a screaming war-cry. Xianghua waits...waits...and moves aside.
And Ichigo trips.
He yells in surprise as Xianghuas foot catches his ankle and flying forward fails to grasp the edge of the arena and plummets to his doom. Xianghua blinks, albeit confused to the way this fight turned out.
Points
+100 - Time
+500 - Aggression
TOTAL = 600 points
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Lord DoomForAll - 59500
Professor Vengeance - 55500
Ming Higurashi - 43250
Diotoir - 14547
Dr. Ivo Robotnik - 12500
A stingray - 6100
Ichigo Kurosaki - 600
For the sake of finishing this round quickly Im going to do hypotheticals for these last fights since no one seems to be interested in them. =P
Pee-wee Herman played a game of cards with Tony Soprano, moments before Tony snapped and, after a violent gun-duel shot Pee-wee in the back.
Points = 7500
The Grim Reaper became extremely bored during one of Olcadans speeches, and Olcadan whacked him on the head for not paying attention. Unfortunately this knocked out Grims bones.
Points = 500
XS3 engaged in a furious battle with the Dragon of Angband but when trying to rip Glaurungs jaws off he got caught in a blast of flame and was disintegrated.
Points = 27750
Thus...
Lord DoomForAll - 59500
Professor Vengeance - 55500
Ming Higurashi - 43250
X-Smasher 3 - 27750
Diotoir - 14547
Dr. Ivo Robotnik - 12500
Pee-wee Herman - 7500
A stingray - 6100
Ichigo Kurosaki - 600
The Grim Reaper - 500
*the house fighters come in and annihalate the two losers, just because they can*
Round 6
Diotoir vs. Pee-wee Herman
Ming Higurashi vs. Dr. Ivo Robotnik
XS3 vs. A stingray
Lord DoomForAll vs. Professor Vengeance
A.T.T.T.W.I.
QUARTER-FINALS DR IVO ROBOTNIK VS Ming Higurashi
Time to fight magic with magic methinks. For this round, Ivo will try extending an olive branch to his old partner, the ebil wizard Ixis Naugus. This fellow can turn your body to crystal and give you a slugs head just by clicking his fingers. Basically, Naugus will tackle Ming head-on while Robotnik sends in the SWATbots for back-up.
If Naugus declines however (understandable, given that Ivo trapped him in another dimension for 10 years or so ), Ivo will send in wave after wave of SWATbots and attack from overhead with one of his many lovely airships of doom.
Lord Doomforall VS Professor Vengeance
And here we go again.
Tactics? What tactics? Get as many of my robots and mechs as I can out there and go all out. If possible, Ill call on my allies. Buttnik, The Daleks, the Wootinator, the rogues of Gotham; anyone. Just three words: crush, kill, destroy.
If forced into close combat, get whatever sort of shield I can and use every function the cane has to offer.
Desperate enough to call upon the Wootinator eh? Extend millions of long tendrils of rift from the staff, wrap half of them round me to form a coccon of rift, which annihilates any matter it touches. The rest should flail out wildly around me seeking out targets, lobotomising into being compliant if possible, once the minions are cleared, bring the fight to Vengeance up close and personal.
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