Hamstrong

Ascension of Gods (High Casual) (Still Accepting)

Oh no, Im still writing up things and trying to research Sekhmet as best I can

I-ill try to get a cs up by today ;w;

Ascension of Gods (High Casual)

Ill get Sekhmet up then.

Ascension of Gods (High Casual)

So uhm, do we absolutely need to have a CS up in here now? Or can we wait for the OOC to happen first?

Ascension of Gods (High Casual)

I could do a Greek god. I'm looking into the Egyptian gods now though. May take Sekhmet because crazy cat lady.

Ascension of Gods (High Casual)

Well... This looks interesting. Would maybe like to join, if there is still room that is.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Jetstream Sam
Fighting the UG

"Wrong move!"

The shield was certainly emitting an energy shield around it, but that metallic middle was it's weak point. At least, to his HF blade that was. He jumped towards the shield's middle, putting pressure on the trigger, which would initiate a quick slash, slicing through the shield, letting his momentum carry him through, then cutting the robot to pieces.

At least, that was what was supposed to happen. Before he could really use the sheath, every fiber of his being suddenly screamed out one word.

RUN

Twisting his body in mid air, he landed on the shield, jumping with unexpected help from the robot as the combined force of his jump and the robot swinging the shield sending him through a building's window, though he didn't manage to quite land properly thanks to that robot's move. Perhaps it was just as well, a shockwave of sorts passed through with an explosive boom, Sam saved perhaps by a combination of sheer chance and instinct. The building and the walls absorbed most of the force, shaking violently as parts of the walls cracked, but still held.

"What was that!?"

An exclamation of surprise directed at no one in particular. Considering that people gets teleported in here randomly, it would not be too farfetched that another group was battling another somewhere. His fight was here, however. What are his chances that explosion would save him the trouble of destroying that robot? Moving quickly towards a window, it seems the answer was none. It didn't look too energetic however, so at least he had that going for him.

Sam jumped down onto the giant robot's shoulders, a very smug grin on his face. "Well, it looks like you... just lost the draw." Chuckling, he started stroking his chin. "I'd say the little lady will be pleased to get you intact."

Almost immediately after he said that, Cyano jumped down, slashing the robot as she fell.

"Eh... Maybe not."

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Jetstream Sam
Fighting the UG

"Oh? This is new." Sam laughed, a loud hearty laugh no doubt audible to the large construct before him. "A mighty robot, cowering behind his shield."

Again a familiar sound came to his ears, as the fighter plane returned for another strafing run, though it didn't spray bullets everywhere this time, just two more missiles. While it was meant to help the large robot, Sam could make use of it as well. The little lady was already gone to fight the other one, so all he had to do was concentrate on what was in front of him. The mouthpiece of the suit activated, closing over the bottom half of his face. A mere moment after dodging the missiles blast, he dashed forwards through the cloud of dust and smoke the missiles produced, heading straight for the robot's leg.

His sword flashed a bright crescent red, in an arc that would take off its foot left unchecked.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Jetstream Sam
Fighting the UG

The appendage he sliced off moved as if in slow motion for him, almost completely stopping. The robot did not try to dodge or even try to attack him after that move, something it would regret soon enough. Sucking in his breath, he prepared to reduce it to a thousand pieces, sheathing his sword once again, but this time, his left hand was on the trigger on the scabbard, and his stance was lower, shoulders down as he prepared another quick draw cut.

Before he could however, a familiar noise came to his ears, causing his instincts to instantly scream danger.

Two missiles came from seemingly nowhere, exploding the area around the robot, just as Sam leaped backwards and away from the danger. He didn't stop, using the momentum of his jump to roll away from the second stream of bullets. Another one had entered the fray it would seem, a very troublesome one considering that Sam lacks the ability to fly.

"Hey, Samurai! You keep this guy distracted, I'll take care of that jet."

Oh? Did the little lady have something to take that down? Well, he wasn't about to argue; he didn't exactly have anything that could reach up far enough for fighter plane. He gave an exaggerated sigh as he shrugged, turning to the large robot still on the ground.

"A militant group changing the world, giant murderous robots and now a fighter plane trying to kill me. Its starting to feel like home already." He chuckled as he stared down the robot. "Let's make this quick, shall we?"

This wasn't exactly different from what he faced on his world. Replace this robot with a Metal Gear and not much would be changed, save for its appearance. Even the ninja cyborg won't have a problem dealing with this one. While he might not know what that robot was and how it really works, cutting things into small pieces works fairly well for everything he had ever fought so far.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Jetstream Sam
Fighting the UG

Well, it seemed his taunting did not work. He stood there with a wry smile, watching the girl fighting the robot by herself. She was certainly skilled enough to hold her own against that robot, and were he given another order he would be content to standby and evaluate. But... he was asked to help, so help he will. Besides, it wasn't as if the little lady expressedly forbade him from interfering.

If she wanted it in one piece however, she was going to be sorely disappointed.

"Alright, I think that's enough."

Sam crouched down but for a moment, his hand on the hilt of the sword, and moved. Fast enough to raise up a cloud of dust like an explosion, he stopped just short of crashing into the robot's leg, the red sword flashing through the air as he drew and slashed towards the leg in one fluid motion. It didn't matter what the leg was made of, all he needed was one slash to slice it clean off.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

right, going to post and involve myself in the fight now.