Hmmm... I seem to be on an update spree lately. Well, I have no intention of
stopping yet and with the gallon of Dr. Pepper that I just drank flowing
through my veins, I can garentee more updates to come in the near future!
But first, read and enjoy another grudge match, this time against Dr. Ivo
Robotnik and the infamous Gomba!
Chapter 24: Robotnik vs. Gomba
Robotnik continued to stare at his new opponent with interest. "Tell me, Gomba," he said, "in this day and age, you're abilities with robotics seems fishy. Care to elaborate on how you managed to gain such knowledge in these primitive times?"
Gomba laughed. "Once again, you find another truth behind me doctor. Why don't I show you?"
Gomba grabbed onto the neck of his skin and yanked. Robotnik was unsure of what he was trying to accomplish until he noticed that the skin peeled right off! "What trickery is this?!" he shouted.
Gomba let the human mask drop to the floor. In place of where his human skin used to be was nothing but the metal skull of a robot! Gomba said amusedly, "Why, Robotnik, I'm surprised. You should be able to recognize a robot when you see one."
Robotnik shook his head. "How can this be? From what Link told me, your father was a skilled warlock, not an expert in machinery."
Gomba laughed again. "That is because, I was born, not created. Our father and mother were not of the same species. This caused some... interesting side effects when we were born. I was given the gift of a mechanically enhanced being and a vast knowledge of futuristic weaponry. That blessed woman carried me for nine and a half months to bring me into this world and I would give anything to see her again!"
Robotnik listened with interest. He was obviously telling the truth. But, the bio scan showed that only Gomba's brain was biological. The rest was nothing but a shell of metal and wires. "Gomba, what was your mother smoking when she had you? Was it simply cigarettes or was it pot?" Robotnik asked.
Gomba's exterior started to boil. "Don't you ever speak of my mother that way! She never smoked, she only drank!" he shouted. Gomba charged up his canon and fired a shot.
Robotnik acted quickly and shot an attack right back. As the attacks collided, a big gist of smoke came up. Before it cleared, another shot came rocketing at Robotnik.
Robotnik was left with no time to dodge. Luckily, the shields were up slightly. As it impacted, the shields took on heavy damage. Robotnik gathered himself and veered to the left. "Your not gonna get away with that!" he shouted.
Gomba got ready as Robotnik veered left and aimed his machine gun there. He opened fire, the shower of bullets just missing Robotnik.
Robotnik stopped just as he was about to rush through the bullets. Taking this moment, he opened up his rocket launcher and fired a massive volley of heat seekers at Gomba.
Gomba seemed to be expecting this because he jumped up and through them. Although this did save him from the missiles, he landed right in front of Robotnik.
Reacting quickly, Robotnik pressed a button marked melee on his control pad. A giant boxing glove shot out of the nose of his vehicle, impacting Gomba head on. The force was so great, it sent Gomba crashing right into a wall.
Gomba seemed a little unfazed by this turn of events. "Not bad, Robotnik. I should have seen that one coming."
Robotnik asked a question that had been bothering him for a while now. "How is it that you seem to know very move that I make before I make it?"
Gomba chuckled. "Why, study and research of course. You may not have known it, but during your battle with Beta, I installed tiny cameras in the village to monitor your moves and fighting style. That way, I could gain an easy advantage over you by analyzing every bit of your fighting strategy."
Now it was Robotnik's turn to chuckle. Gomba was wondering if he was laughing for a reason or if he had simply gone insane. "Gomba, you remind me a lot of myself back when I was still evil."
"How so?" Gomba inquired.
Robotnik continued to grin. "You see, Every time I came up with a plan, I was always foiled because I always based my strategy on the data at hand. I did not look at all the possible variables that could have taken place during that time."
"Your point being?" asked Gomba.
Robotnik replied, "This is just a déjà vu of one of my failed attempts at world domination. You analyzed my fighting style back then, but a person can easily alter their abilities and states to match any given situation."
Gomba eased his mech forward. "Care to test that hypothosis?" he asked.
Robotnik made his machine break out into a run and said. "With pleasure!"
AS Robotnik drew near, Gomba analyzed his stance. 'he is coming at me full speed. According to the data, he will move to the left at the last second and try firing his Vulcan cannon at me.'
Just as Robotnik was in range, Gomba turned his machine gun to the left and started firing. Unfortunately for him, Robotnik did not turn left or right, but charged straight into him, sending him back against the wall.
Robotnik did not waste a second as he shouted, "All systems, full power!" and opened fire with his machine gun, Vulcan cannon, and missile launcher. All of them impacted Gomba's mech directly.
When the smoke cleared, Gomba was still standing, but his mech was in very bad shape and so was he, his left arm was bent the wrong way and his torso had a big hole in it. "This does not compute! It's illogical! That move was not noted anywhere in my memory circuts!"
Robotnik chuckled. "I warned you. I simply had to alter one of my existing moves slightly to throw you off and now you look like something ready for the junk heap!"
Gomba raised his head. "Well, it doesn't matter anyway because this next attack is bringing you down!" he shouted.
A black light showed itself around the tip of his mech. Robotnik recognized it instantly. It was the hell bomber laser cannon that he and Snively had been working on!
Robotnik quickly converted all the power he could afford to his defense shields and waited, knowing that he was staring death in the face.
The giant black laser fired, engulfing the Egg walker and most of the surrounding atmosphere in its wake. After the smoke cleared, Robotnik was remarkably standing and was in much better shape than the surrounding room. His Egg walker was also in the same condition as Gomba's.
He did a quick scan of his vehicle. "The hover fuel cells have run dry, the left leg now has a limp, the machine gun is out of bullets, the Vulcan cannon has now energy left, radio frequency scrambler is destroyed, all defense shields are down, melee attack is functioning at fifty percent, and angle beam is at one-hundred percent."
Gomba smirked. "Well, doctor, how would you like another taste of the hell bomber cannon?" he asked.
Robotnik stared in shock. "But that is impossible! The hell bomber laser requires vast amounts of energy to maintain itself! No machine around could have enough energy to use it twice in a row!"
Gomba laughed at that statement. "No machine, that is, except this mech!"
Robotnik saw that he was starting to charge the beam again, proving that he was not kidding. Robotnik had only one option open to him now, even though the resulting effect could end both their lives. He began to charge up the angle beam, the exact opposite of the hell bomber laser.
Both fired at the same time. Each of the beams, one white and one black, began the battle for dominancy over the other. Robotnik and Gomba knew that it was now just a matter of which mech had more energy left. And if what Gomba had said was true, Robotnik's energy cells would dry up far quicker than Gomba's would.
Then, insparation struck. Robotnik and Snivley had installed something rather special into the Egg walker just for emergencies. Robotnik removed a cap that allowed him to stick his hand into the very mechanism of the angel beam!
"What the hell are you doing?" shouted Gomba.
Robotnik shouted back over the roar of the beams, "Fufilling a promise to an old friend of mine!"
Then, Robotnik thrust his hand into the mechanism. This machine was made with the ability to take the life energy out of a person and use it as part of the beam.
Gomba realized to late what he was doing. The angel beam doubled in size and in strength. But, Robotnik, having so very little strength left, was giving out to much life energy!"
The beam broke through the hell bomber laser and engulfed Gomba and his mech. Gomba's final words were, "Why? I had it all! I am unbeatable. I am the ultimate metal overlord, Gomba! I am the only genius!"
Finally, the light died down and everything was right. Robotnik sat up. He was still alive, but he was now very weak. Struggling against his pain, he got a readout on his machine. Everything except the legs and the melee weapon were down and out. "Well, tired hands are better than none."
Robotnik eased his battered mech over to the exit. Before moving up the stairs, he took one final look up to the sky and said, "Snively, you have been avenged. I can only pray that your soul can rest in peace now. And, Gomba, you were a fellow scientist, as much as I am loath to admit it. I hope you can find a place to rest as well."
Then, he noticed footprints on the floor. They were to small to be from one of the machines. He scanned it and analyzed all possible owners. It turned out to be none other than the footprint of...
"Rouge!"
_____________________________________________________________ Once again, I bring you new chapter goodness! I hope that you enjoyed the last of the "planned" grudge matches. This one was done while I was drinking a full liter of Dr. Pepper and reading Jen Irine's "Ashes Of The Fourth Wall" Ivo fan comic. It's pretty funny. If you want to check it out, you can find it at www.psyguy.com Which is, without a doubt, the greatest cure for boredom there is! Okay, R/R people! See you soon!
Chapter 24: Robotnik vs. Gomba
Robotnik continued to stare at his new opponent with interest. "Tell me, Gomba," he said, "in this day and age, you're abilities with robotics seems fishy. Care to elaborate on how you managed to gain such knowledge in these primitive times?"
Gomba laughed. "Once again, you find another truth behind me doctor. Why don't I show you?"
Gomba grabbed onto the neck of his skin and yanked. Robotnik was unsure of what he was trying to accomplish until he noticed that the skin peeled right off! "What trickery is this?!" he shouted.
Gomba let the human mask drop to the floor. In place of where his human skin used to be was nothing but the metal skull of a robot! Gomba said amusedly, "Why, Robotnik, I'm surprised. You should be able to recognize a robot when you see one."
Robotnik shook his head. "How can this be? From what Link told me, your father was a skilled warlock, not an expert in machinery."
Gomba laughed again. "That is because, I was born, not created. Our father and mother were not of the same species. This caused some... interesting side effects when we were born. I was given the gift of a mechanically enhanced being and a vast knowledge of futuristic weaponry. That blessed woman carried me for nine and a half months to bring me into this world and I would give anything to see her again!"
Robotnik listened with interest. He was obviously telling the truth. But, the bio scan showed that only Gomba's brain was biological. The rest was nothing but a shell of metal and wires. "Gomba, what was your mother smoking when she had you? Was it simply cigarettes or was it pot?" Robotnik asked.
Gomba's exterior started to boil. "Don't you ever speak of my mother that way! She never smoked, she only drank!" he shouted. Gomba charged up his canon and fired a shot.
Robotnik acted quickly and shot an attack right back. As the attacks collided, a big gist of smoke came up. Before it cleared, another shot came rocketing at Robotnik.
Robotnik was left with no time to dodge. Luckily, the shields were up slightly. As it impacted, the shields took on heavy damage. Robotnik gathered himself and veered to the left. "Your not gonna get away with that!" he shouted.
Gomba got ready as Robotnik veered left and aimed his machine gun there. He opened fire, the shower of bullets just missing Robotnik.
Robotnik stopped just as he was about to rush through the bullets. Taking this moment, he opened up his rocket launcher and fired a massive volley of heat seekers at Gomba.
Gomba seemed to be expecting this because he jumped up and through them. Although this did save him from the missiles, he landed right in front of Robotnik.
Reacting quickly, Robotnik pressed a button marked melee on his control pad. A giant boxing glove shot out of the nose of his vehicle, impacting Gomba head on. The force was so great, it sent Gomba crashing right into a wall.
Gomba seemed a little unfazed by this turn of events. "Not bad, Robotnik. I should have seen that one coming."
Robotnik asked a question that had been bothering him for a while now. "How is it that you seem to know very move that I make before I make it?"
Gomba chuckled. "Why, study and research of course. You may not have known it, but during your battle with Beta, I installed tiny cameras in the village to monitor your moves and fighting style. That way, I could gain an easy advantage over you by analyzing every bit of your fighting strategy."
Now it was Robotnik's turn to chuckle. Gomba was wondering if he was laughing for a reason or if he had simply gone insane. "Gomba, you remind me a lot of myself back when I was still evil."
"How so?" Gomba inquired.
Robotnik continued to grin. "You see, Every time I came up with a plan, I was always foiled because I always based my strategy on the data at hand. I did not look at all the possible variables that could have taken place during that time."
"Your point being?" asked Gomba.
Robotnik replied, "This is just a déjà vu of one of my failed attempts at world domination. You analyzed my fighting style back then, but a person can easily alter their abilities and states to match any given situation."
Gomba eased his mech forward. "Care to test that hypothosis?" he asked.
Robotnik made his machine break out into a run and said. "With pleasure!"
AS Robotnik drew near, Gomba analyzed his stance. 'he is coming at me full speed. According to the data, he will move to the left at the last second and try firing his Vulcan cannon at me.'
Just as Robotnik was in range, Gomba turned his machine gun to the left and started firing. Unfortunately for him, Robotnik did not turn left or right, but charged straight into him, sending him back against the wall.
Robotnik did not waste a second as he shouted, "All systems, full power!" and opened fire with his machine gun, Vulcan cannon, and missile launcher. All of them impacted Gomba's mech directly.
When the smoke cleared, Gomba was still standing, but his mech was in very bad shape and so was he, his left arm was bent the wrong way and his torso had a big hole in it. "This does not compute! It's illogical! That move was not noted anywhere in my memory circuts!"
Robotnik chuckled. "I warned you. I simply had to alter one of my existing moves slightly to throw you off and now you look like something ready for the junk heap!"
Gomba raised his head. "Well, it doesn't matter anyway because this next attack is bringing you down!" he shouted.
A black light showed itself around the tip of his mech. Robotnik recognized it instantly. It was the hell bomber laser cannon that he and Snively had been working on!
Robotnik quickly converted all the power he could afford to his defense shields and waited, knowing that he was staring death in the face.
The giant black laser fired, engulfing the Egg walker and most of the surrounding atmosphere in its wake. After the smoke cleared, Robotnik was remarkably standing and was in much better shape than the surrounding room. His Egg walker was also in the same condition as Gomba's.
He did a quick scan of his vehicle. "The hover fuel cells have run dry, the left leg now has a limp, the machine gun is out of bullets, the Vulcan cannon has now energy left, radio frequency scrambler is destroyed, all defense shields are down, melee attack is functioning at fifty percent, and angle beam is at one-hundred percent."
Gomba smirked. "Well, doctor, how would you like another taste of the hell bomber cannon?" he asked.
Robotnik stared in shock. "But that is impossible! The hell bomber laser requires vast amounts of energy to maintain itself! No machine around could have enough energy to use it twice in a row!"
Gomba laughed at that statement. "No machine, that is, except this mech!"
Robotnik saw that he was starting to charge the beam again, proving that he was not kidding. Robotnik had only one option open to him now, even though the resulting effect could end both their lives. He began to charge up the angle beam, the exact opposite of the hell bomber laser.
Both fired at the same time. Each of the beams, one white and one black, began the battle for dominancy over the other. Robotnik and Gomba knew that it was now just a matter of which mech had more energy left. And if what Gomba had said was true, Robotnik's energy cells would dry up far quicker than Gomba's would.
Then, insparation struck. Robotnik and Snivley had installed something rather special into the Egg walker just for emergencies. Robotnik removed a cap that allowed him to stick his hand into the very mechanism of the angel beam!
"What the hell are you doing?" shouted Gomba.
Robotnik shouted back over the roar of the beams, "Fufilling a promise to an old friend of mine!"
Then, Robotnik thrust his hand into the mechanism. This machine was made with the ability to take the life energy out of a person and use it as part of the beam.
Gomba realized to late what he was doing. The angel beam doubled in size and in strength. But, Robotnik, having so very little strength left, was giving out to much life energy!"
The beam broke through the hell bomber laser and engulfed Gomba and his mech. Gomba's final words were, "Why? I had it all! I am unbeatable. I am the ultimate metal overlord, Gomba! I am the only genius!"
Finally, the light died down and everything was right. Robotnik sat up. He was still alive, but he was now very weak. Struggling against his pain, he got a readout on his machine. Everything except the legs and the melee weapon were down and out. "Well, tired hands are better than none."
Robotnik eased his battered mech over to the exit. Before moving up the stairs, he took one final look up to the sky and said, "Snively, you have been avenged. I can only pray that your soul can rest in peace now. And, Gomba, you were a fellow scientist, as much as I am loath to admit it. I hope you can find a place to rest as well."
Then, he noticed footprints on the floor. They were to small to be from one of the machines. He scanned it and analyzed all possible owners. It turned out to be none other than the footprint of...
"Rouge!"
_____________________________________________________________ Once again, I bring you new chapter goodness! I hope that you enjoyed the last of the "planned" grudge matches. This one was done while I was drinking a full liter of Dr. Pepper and reading Jen Irine's "Ashes Of The Fourth Wall" Ivo fan comic. It's pretty funny. If you want to check it out, you can find it at www.psyguy.com Which is, without a doubt, the greatest cure for boredom there is! Okay, R/R people! See you soon!