Day Three (Continued)
"Hey, Bertinator. Long time no see! Say, remember that favour you owe me? Now would be a good time..."
"Hi Sawwah, Hi John! Sure, I was just preparing to leave myself. Too many enemies, too little loot. Come over here!"
"And now? We´re standing right in the middle of the fray. Not quite an escape plan..."
"Now we... get to dah choppah!"
"Wasn't that from another movie?"
"Stay away from me, if you want to die!"
"I don't think that you got that line right..."
"So long, suckers! Oh, and Duerer, sorry for leaving you alone with that!"
"Nah, don´t worry 'bout it. I'm fine."
"I'll just need to hack into those bots and fill their processors with... something to think about. Wait, what´s that? 'Solve this captcha to prove that you're not a robot'... GODDAMMIT!" (feat. critfail)
Meanwhile - in the face of so many surrounding threats, the Player-4-Avatar becomes sentient.
"Oh my god, whats happening here? I don´t want to die. Not that way!"
The avatar starts sprinting across the field, past Duerer and some killbots, to seek shelter behind one of the barriers.
*huff - huff*
"Okay, that should give me some time. Now what next? At least there´s a lootbox here..."
"Now, What have we here...?"
"Character Skin Colour Upgrade??? Aw, c'mon, I hoped for something USEFUL!"
"Hm, can as well make a choice if it's there already. I think the best colour to baffle these robots would be..."
"
ALL OF THE
M!"
"Is that even legal?"
"Dunno. We don´t have a referee anyways. I´ll let it pass."
At least the disguise works, as the killer robots have to adjust their delicate optical sensors to the unusually colourful enemy. Nevertheless they slowly approach the Avatar, who sprints to the next lootbox...
"Dang, there better be something useful in there or I'm screwed..."
"Now, how about that!"
"My ImaGUNation! Well, now I know at least where I left it!"
"Do you think it's a good idea to leave such a powerful tool unattended?"
"Ah, c'mon, Mario! When has one of my inventions ever brought chaos to the brikverse?"
"...I don´t have to answer this, do I?"
"I know exactly how to deal with a bunch of metal-made monsters...!"
ZZZAP!
No sooner said than done - a giant magnet appears in the middle of the arena and immediately starts doing what magnets do. Just... magnet stuff, that is.
All metal parts in the arena are instantly drawn towards the powerful magnet!
A mummy gets sliced by the speeding torso of a slain medbot passing through.
Another mummy is just crushed by robot parts.
*PHLONK!*
"Nooo, my laptop! How shall I prove now that I´m not a robot?"
And soon the magnet has amassed all the robots, weapons and most metal objects around and formed them to a wonderful, immovable chunk of scrap metal.
"I might be wrong, but as a mad scientist I´d say it's not good to have so many defective, fusion-cell powered robots in one place. That might overheat quite a bit..."
Duerer quickly teleports himself to the grandstand.
"Hm, might be safer to watch from up here..."
And yes, just moments later sizzling noises and poisonous fumes come from the pile. The temperature in the arena rises quickly, and soon...
KA-BOOOOOOM!
"I guess that sums it up quite well. Ka-boom indeed!"
"The crowd is by all means giddy with pleasure, and that´s what counts in the end."
"Seeing such joy in their faces caused by gratuituous violence is always a pleasure. And that´s why we`ll be here next year, same time, of course."
"...although there might be some minor refurbishment necessary."
"You mean 'fundamental reconstruction'. I guess there won´t be any events for the rest of the week..."
"...or the rest of the month..."
"...or ANYTIME soon..."
"sigh"
THE END
