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2/17/2016 3:38:08 AM
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[b]Klank gets up, the gun morphing from his damaged arm[/b] "You want it? Huh? Big boy?" [b]Marvin turns and sights his sniper at the figures in the distance, and fires Klank pulls his AR and aims at you[/b] "Just made my day"
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  • Before Klank even pulls the rifle up to aim, its in half and at his feet. Python grabs him by the head and pulls in, kneeing him in the chest and throwing him to the ground. His weapon was revealed, an axe, made of red hard light.

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  • Edited by Alpha-007: 2/17/2016 10:17:30 PM
    [b]He attempts to fire the Vulcan, the Weapon you barely recognized as your own, the other in smolders He then pulls his buzz saw with his other set of hands and fires the blade, while his unoccupied arm pulled a knife, the steel glinting [/b]

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  • While he was pulling the new weapons, Python had already begun to swing. The axe struck, burning both of his right arms off. Hard light is not easily countered. He kicked the smaller robot, sending him sliding twenty feet back.

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  • [b]With his remaining two arms, he fires the Vulcan, attached to his left arm, and throws the knife with his other, nailing Python in the right eye[/b] "EAT A COCK BOY!"

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  • He pulls the knife, his already damaged eye sparking and beginning to repair itself. He steps towards Klank, rounds hitting and missing, axe in hand. Once there he grabs the robot by the arm and picks him up, slicing off his remaining arms. Holding him by the head, Python begins to squeeze. "That's your mother's job, bitch."

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  • [b]Boom, Klank instantly self destructs, blowing off your arms[/b]

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  • [spoiler]Re-read my reply, the rifle is in half and at your feet[/spoiler]

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