Brutality! [ITA]

[meat_mooks]

Day three of the tournament. With less than half of the entrants remaining, and many of them having grown substantially in power with their conquests, the fighting was building to a fevered pitch destined to end in a crescendo of glory. But this far out, it's still anybody's game...


[Results are due by the end of Thursday. Contact me if you need to know your power gains for the last round.]

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[hit_girl_mindy]

Hit Girl watched Terminator 2: hell, it had been her favorite movie for awhile despite her father's disdain. Of course, it was an entirely new circumstance to actually fight on these ground. She clenched her fists, taking this in. Ok. He was mostly metal, heat around this place would make it almost impossible to hit him without burning herself bad enough. She was going to have to go this smart and quick or else take a quick defeat.

She swallowed, then got back into rifle mode, unloading a few shots.

[swordofdorn]

Erhart grunts, his augmitters amplifying the noise as his armor takes the brunt of the blasts, one of his shoulder pauldrons losing a good chunk of metal as it spalls away and flies into the heated mass behind him with a BLOOP.

He snarls, and charges into the storm of her fire, returning shots with the resounding blasts of his bolt pistol, having reloaded it while waiting for her. His charge is rather terrifying, or, well, it might be for people who aren't completely inured to horror. A giant avatar of war and destruction baring down on most people tends to make them soil themselves.

[hit_girl_mindy]

And it was definitely enough to wake someone up. Hit Girl was not unused, of course, to people twice her size and malice in their eyes ready to go and unleash bodily harm. It was good he at least lost a little of his metal, but now his bulk and accuracy was going to come into play.

Hit Girl, took a breath and sprang into action. She hadn't tried her actual breakneck speed on a real fight save for those damn robots, but here there wasn't going to be a choice: she either worked with what she knew or got run over and ended the match. She hit the deck quickly, avoiding the shot just barely and then vanishing altogether...

And reappearing later, ground spike initiated, claws coming out underneath Erhart and following up with a dashing punch, musclemass readied.