Five medabots watched Nur Sal's new medabot from the shadows.
First: We should take him out now. Teach the geezer a lesson.
The first was taller than most medabots. With a brown cheast and green limbs, this medabot was hideously ugly. With no visable weapons, this one was still the most powerful of the five.
Second: Yeah right. Listen WoodStock, we're proving a point to the old geezer. Let him get attached to it. Let it learn a bit. Then, we take it down, and let Nur Sal know, that we mean what we mean.
The second's limbs were... well... non-existent. He had sholders, hands and feet, but no arms or legs. With a purple cheast with a yellow zero on it, this medabot was perhaps the silliest looking. But his head had quite the snout on it, and a little tuff of blonde hair coming out of one side.
Note to readers. I don't own Rayman. I just think he's cool.
Third: I like Ray's plan.
Fourth: Yeah me too. Crazy!
Third: Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a dark room with bunnies. Bunnies, I hate Bunnies. They make me crazy. Crazy? I was Crazy...
Ray: God. You just had to do that again. Psycho. Shut up.
Psycho was the same type as Multikolor, and the forth was a black Saber Tooth like Sumilidon.
Fifth: Now now. Let Stag have a little fun. Maybe after this one, we'll lock both of them in a dark room with bunnies.
Stag: I'll behave.
The fifth was another yellow KBT. His green eyes glowed with an intelegence that belied his size.
Fifth: Now lets go. And later Nur Sal, can kiss his bot goodbye. He'll learn that when we say he can't have a medabot, that we'll destroy any that he builds.
Silently Slac read the lengend of the medaforce warrior.
And with a body of pure medaforce, this medal will become the ultimate warrior. It will be unstoppable. If the medal is good, the world shall rejoice. If the medal is evil, or controled, the world shall plunge into chaos, and millions shall suffer. Nothing can stop the medaforce warrior. Nothing but...
Nur Sal: Himself.
Slac jumped out of his chair, causeing it to fall over backwards. He turned to war Nur Sal stood beside him.
Slac: Master. You scared me.
Nur Sal: Can't an old man have some fun. Come Slac, it's getting late, and their is one more thing I want you to do.
Slac: And that is?
Nur Sal: Crash. Get over here.
Crash: What d' ya want Nur Slacker?
Nur Sal: Teach Slac here something about Battles.
Crash: Now yer talking.
Voice: Then it's agreed.
Jumping off one of the bookshelves, came an odd old man. Somehow, he manged to land on his feet, and he turned to the three.
Ref: I here by declare... declare... clare... bzzttt.
Nur Sal: I see we still have some bugs to fix. Oh well. Shall we?
With that, Slac lept foward, and slammed his hammer fist at Crash. Crash lept back, and fired his lasers.
Crash: Idiot. If this had been an actual battle, you'd be dead.
Slac took the hits, and then lept again. He bounced off one bookcase, then another, each jump bringing him closer to crash.
Crash: How could this twerp use such a technique so soon? This is just his first battle.
Silently, Slac landed and went into a staright ahead charge, and Crash fired again. But the other moved too fast, and ducked under the blasts.
Crash: What's...
The Chanbara sword struck Crash in the stomach, and he fell to his knees.
Crash: Okay I give. Nur Sal, what did you do?
Nur Sal: Me?
Crash: You old geezer. Hitting me with an experienced medabot. A rookie couldn't use those moves, or move that fast. All I saw was a blur.
Nur Sal grinned before answering.
Nur Sal: Why Crash, I just built Slac this morning. He learned how to walk, be polite, and fight all in one day.
Crash: Please tell me your lieing.
Nur Sal Shook his head.
Crash: Well, in that case, he'll give those bandits hell.
First: We should take him out now. Teach the geezer a lesson.
The first was taller than most medabots. With a brown cheast and green limbs, this medabot was hideously ugly. With no visable weapons, this one was still the most powerful of the five.
Second: Yeah right. Listen WoodStock, we're proving a point to the old geezer. Let him get attached to it. Let it learn a bit. Then, we take it down, and let Nur Sal know, that we mean what we mean.
The second's limbs were... well... non-existent. He had sholders, hands and feet, but no arms or legs. With a purple cheast with a yellow zero on it, this medabot was perhaps the silliest looking. But his head had quite the snout on it, and a little tuff of blonde hair coming out of one side.
Note to readers. I don't own Rayman. I just think he's cool.
Third: I like Ray's plan.
Fourth: Yeah me too. Crazy!
Third: Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a dark room with bunnies. Bunnies, I hate Bunnies. They make me crazy. Crazy? I was Crazy...
Ray: God. You just had to do that again. Psycho. Shut up.
Psycho was the same type as Multikolor, and the forth was a black Saber Tooth like Sumilidon.
Fifth: Now now. Let Stag have a little fun. Maybe after this one, we'll lock both of them in a dark room with bunnies.
Stag: I'll behave.
The fifth was another yellow KBT. His green eyes glowed with an intelegence that belied his size.
Fifth: Now lets go. And later Nur Sal, can kiss his bot goodbye. He'll learn that when we say he can't have a medabot, that we'll destroy any that he builds.
Silently Slac read the lengend of the medaforce warrior.
And with a body of pure medaforce, this medal will become the ultimate warrior. It will be unstoppable. If the medal is good, the world shall rejoice. If the medal is evil, or controled, the world shall plunge into chaos, and millions shall suffer. Nothing can stop the medaforce warrior. Nothing but...
Nur Sal: Himself.
Slac jumped out of his chair, causeing it to fall over backwards. He turned to war Nur Sal stood beside him.
Slac: Master. You scared me.
Nur Sal: Can't an old man have some fun. Come Slac, it's getting late, and their is one more thing I want you to do.
Slac: And that is?
Nur Sal: Crash. Get over here.
Crash: What d' ya want Nur Slacker?
Nur Sal: Teach Slac here something about Battles.
Crash: Now yer talking.
Voice: Then it's agreed.
Jumping off one of the bookshelves, came an odd old man. Somehow, he manged to land on his feet, and he turned to the three.
Ref: I here by declare... declare... clare... bzzttt.
Nur Sal: I see we still have some bugs to fix. Oh well. Shall we?
With that, Slac lept foward, and slammed his hammer fist at Crash. Crash lept back, and fired his lasers.
Crash: Idiot. If this had been an actual battle, you'd be dead.
Slac took the hits, and then lept again. He bounced off one bookcase, then another, each jump bringing him closer to crash.
Crash: How could this twerp use such a technique so soon? This is just his first battle.
Silently, Slac landed and went into a staright ahead charge, and Crash fired again. But the other moved too fast, and ducked under the blasts.
Crash: What's...
The Chanbara sword struck Crash in the stomach, and he fell to his knees.
Crash: Okay I give. Nur Sal, what did you do?
Nur Sal: Me?
Crash: You old geezer. Hitting me with an experienced medabot. A rookie couldn't use those moves, or move that fast. All I saw was a blur.
Nur Sal grinned before answering.
Nur Sal: Why Crash, I just built Slac this morning. He learned how to walk, be polite, and fight all in one day.
Crash: Please tell me your lieing.
Nur Sal Shook his head.
Crash: Well, in that case, he'll give those bandits hell.