Chapter 20 – Charging a Drilling matter
"Ladies and gents, welcome back to The Wreckoning!"
The deafening response cheer Blues got from the audience was no less ear blasting than the last night's crowd. "In the north end of the field," announced Rockman, "Say 'all aboard!' for an ass-kicking, Charge Man!" A large blocky orange robot sporting what looked like a miniature train engine for a head trudged onto the field. "And on the south end, his methods undermine anything, including you, Drill Man!"
The arena was oddly silent. Suddenly, there came a rumbling underneath the ground of the arena. A small portion of the arena gave way and crumbled into the ground, and a red robot sporting large drills for hands and lugging one large drill of his head popped out from the crater.
Suddenly, Auto popped over from the walls of the arena floor and dashed to the announcer table. Snatching a microphone from Blues, he barked, "I declare this a Ro-battle! Begin!" With that, Auto gave the microphone back to Blues, and scrambled back over the arena walls.
"All aboard!" Chare Man bellowed as black smoke billowed from the smokestack on his head.
Drill Man let his three drills whirr. "Bring it on!" he challenged.
No sooner had Drill Man said this, Charge Man rushed at him with amazing speed. Drill Man barley had time to cross his arms around his chest to protect himself from Charge Man's crushing body. Drill Man soon received a smashing punch from Charge Man slamming into his face. As Drill Man was sailing back to the ground, Charge Man caught him by the arm, hoisted Drill Man over his head, and slammed him to the ground with a crashing thud.
"Ouch," Drill Man groaned as he lay on the ground, his vision receptors still fuzzy and blurry from Charge Man's slam. Charge Man reached down, and plucked up Drill Man by his head and brought him up to eye level. "Wimp," Charge Man taunted, tossing away Drill Man.
Drill Man groggily got back to his feet, just as Charge Man was readying another assault. As soon as Charge Man began another body ram, Drill Man aimed both of his drill hands at Charge Man and exclaimed "Drill Bomb!"
With that, both drills flew from Drill Man's arms and sped towards Charge Man. Charge Man skidded along the ground, desperately trying to stop himself on a dime, but failed to prevent the two drills from spearing him in the chest and detonating. Charge Man was thrown backwards from the blast, and landed hard on his back.
"Ha ha!" Drill Man laughed cockily, regenerating his drill-hands and placing them on his hips as Charge Man got up on one knee, "Who's the wimp now?"
"You are!" Charge Man roared. Charge Man sped forward in his kneeling position as if sliding on ice towards Drill man with blinding speed. Drill Man barley had time to voice a cry of surprise when Charge Man's special Charge Kick smashed into him. Charge Man's body stopped once it collided with Drill Man, leaving Drill Man to sail backwards into the arena walls, kicking up a fog of smoke and dust around him.
"You know that's gotta' hurt," Rockman muttered from the announcer's table.
Suddenly, from Drill Man's case of smog flew two Drill Bombs, which smashed into Charge Man and exploded upon impact, blowing Charge Man backwards through the air, and landing with a loud thud.
Charge Man rolled to his feet and stared at the cloud of dust, which contained Drill Man. However, when the smoke cleared away, Drill Man was nowhere in sight.
Before Charge Man could wonder where his adversary had vanished, he felt a sudden rumbling in the ground beneath him. Suddenly, the ground exploded from beneath him, sending the large orange robot into the air. From out of the resulting crater popped up Drill Man, the drills on his arms and head spinning violently. As Charge Man fell, Drill Man aimed his arm at Charge Man's falling body. "Say goodbye!" Drill Man taunted aloud as he fired his Drill Bomb.
Charge Man suddenly twisted himself in the air, allowing Drill Man's Drill Bomb to sail past him harmlessly and detonate in the sky shortly afterwards. Charge Man landed in front of Drill Man just as Drill Man regenerated his drill. Instantly, Drill Man shot his arm forward at Charge Man's face, with Charge Man just barely finding time to catch Drill Man by his wrist, just stopping the drill from skewering his face by a few inches. Drill Man flung his other arm at Charge Man, with Charge Man again catching Drill Man's wrist.
Undaunted, Drill Man began to let his drill whirr. "Charge Man on a stick!" he taunted.
Suddenly, Charge Man forced Drill Mans drills to point to Drill Man's stomach. "How about Drill Man kabobs instead?" Charge Man smirked.
With that, Charge Man blew more black smoke from his smokestack, and shoved Drill Man's spinning drills into his gut. Drill Man cried out in agony as his drills augured out his internal mechanics and spilled them to the floor.
"Eww!" Roll squealed, covering her eyes and looking away.
Charge Man let go of Drill Man, letting his lifeless body flop to the ground. "And there's our winner," Rockman announced to the roaring crowd, "Charge Man!"
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The Asylum's note:
Ouch! Damn, you know that oughta hurt….
-The Asylum (Chill Man)
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"Ladies and gents, welcome back to The Wreckoning!"
The deafening response cheer Blues got from the audience was no less ear blasting than the last night's crowd. "In the north end of the field," announced Rockman, "Say 'all aboard!' for an ass-kicking, Charge Man!" A large blocky orange robot sporting what looked like a miniature train engine for a head trudged onto the field. "And on the south end, his methods undermine anything, including you, Drill Man!"
The arena was oddly silent. Suddenly, there came a rumbling underneath the ground of the arena. A small portion of the arena gave way and crumbled into the ground, and a red robot sporting large drills for hands and lugging one large drill of his head popped out from the crater.
Suddenly, Auto popped over from the walls of the arena floor and dashed to the announcer table. Snatching a microphone from Blues, he barked, "I declare this a Ro-battle! Begin!" With that, Auto gave the microphone back to Blues, and scrambled back over the arena walls.
"All aboard!" Chare Man bellowed as black smoke billowed from the smokestack on his head.
Drill Man let his three drills whirr. "Bring it on!" he challenged.
No sooner had Drill Man said this, Charge Man rushed at him with amazing speed. Drill Man barley had time to cross his arms around his chest to protect himself from Charge Man's crushing body. Drill Man soon received a smashing punch from Charge Man slamming into his face. As Drill Man was sailing back to the ground, Charge Man caught him by the arm, hoisted Drill Man over his head, and slammed him to the ground with a crashing thud.
"Ouch," Drill Man groaned as he lay on the ground, his vision receptors still fuzzy and blurry from Charge Man's slam. Charge Man reached down, and plucked up Drill Man by his head and brought him up to eye level. "Wimp," Charge Man taunted, tossing away Drill Man.
Drill Man groggily got back to his feet, just as Charge Man was readying another assault. As soon as Charge Man began another body ram, Drill Man aimed both of his drill hands at Charge Man and exclaimed "Drill Bomb!"
With that, both drills flew from Drill Man's arms and sped towards Charge Man. Charge Man skidded along the ground, desperately trying to stop himself on a dime, but failed to prevent the two drills from spearing him in the chest and detonating. Charge Man was thrown backwards from the blast, and landed hard on his back.
"Ha ha!" Drill Man laughed cockily, regenerating his drill-hands and placing them on his hips as Charge Man got up on one knee, "Who's the wimp now?"
"You are!" Charge Man roared. Charge Man sped forward in his kneeling position as if sliding on ice towards Drill man with blinding speed. Drill Man barley had time to voice a cry of surprise when Charge Man's special Charge Kick smashed into him. Charge Man's body stopped once it collided with Drill Man, leaving Drill Man to sail backwards into the arena walls, kicking up a fog of smoke and dust around him.
"You know that's gotta' hurt," Rockman muttered from the announcer's table.
Suddenly, from Drill Man's case of smog flew two Drill Bombs, which smashed into Charge Man and exploded upon impact, blowing Charge Man backwards through the air, and landing with a loud thud.
Charge Man rolled to his feet and stared at the cloud of dust, which contained Drill Man. However, when the smoke cleared away, Drill Man was nowhere in sight.
Before Charge Man could wonder where his adversary had vanished, he felt a sudden rumbling in the ground beneath him. Suddenly, the ground exploded from beneath him, sending the large orange robot into the air. From out of the resulting crater popped up Drill Man, the drills on his arms and head spinning violently. As Charge Man fell, Drill Man aimed his arm at Charge Man's falling body. "Say goodbye!" Drill Man taunted aloud as he fired his Drill Bomb.
Charge Man suddenly twisted himself in the air, allowing Drill Man's Drill Bomb to sail past him harmlessly and detonate in the sky shortly afterwards. Charge Man landed in front of Drill Man just as Drill Man regenerated his drill. Instantly, Drill Man shot his arm forward at Charge Man's face, with Charge Man just barely finding time to catch Drill Man by his wrist, just stopping the drill from skewering his face by a few inches. Drill Man flung his other arm at Charge Man, with Charge Man again catching Drill Man's wrist.
Undaunted, Drill Man began to let his drill whirr. "Charge Man on a stick!" he taunted.
Suddenly, Charge Man forced Drill Mans drills to point to Drill Man's stomach. "How about Drill Man kabobs instead?" Charge Man smirked.
With that, Charge Man blew more black smoke from his smokestack, and shoved Drill Man's spinning drills into his gut. Drill Man cried out in agony as his drills augured out his internal mechanics and spilled them to the floor.
"Eww!" Roll squealed, covering her eyes and looking away.
Charge Man let go of Drill Man, letting his lifeless body flop to the ground. "And there's our winner," Rockman announced to the roaring crowd, "Charge Man!"
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The Asylum's note:
Ouch! Damn, you know that oughta hurt….
-The Asylum (Chill Man)
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