by Doc 42 » Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:53 am
Slypher was thrown tumbling out of the explosion like a ragdoll. Flames whistled out of its armour, gushing from numerous rips in its hull. Numerous mangled pieces of wreckage tumbled along with the dragon. The usually silent machine released a guttural howl, the noise of its reactor escaping through the hull breeches before being sealed away, the fires quenching as the self repair cement filled the wounds...
The machine's side was a wreck. The armour on its arm was completely missing down to the elbow, leaving nothing but the mechanics and the central bonded space titanium core, giving the arm a skeletal, almost zombie like appearance. Its wing was covered in gashes too, as was its side. Its shoulder was completely shattered, despite its strength. Numerous rope like tubes could be seen wiring along out of the mech's body, around what remained of the shoulder and down the arm, the lines glowing a faint blue, indicating they were feeding the CPM. Even the mech's head was damaged, a few long tears scarring its 'cheek', one passing higher than the others and across one of its 'eyes.' The entire machine's side was blackened and burnt...
Then the mech leveled out, its wings spread wide, fields recertifying themselves, Slypher drifting along, tail winding behind it. Twin trails of white smoke hissed off of its wing tips, residue from the self repair cement it had used to seal the wounds. A number of deafening clanks echoed through the machine, its internal workings rerouting and changing, preparing. Then, twin streams of burning red gasses were suddenly blown out of it's exhausts, another guttural roar emanating from the machine's reactor, the sound of its engines and mechanics rising in tempo, the scarred machine taking on a blood red hue. It clapped its hands together, the visible fuel lines on it's damaged arm turning a blood red. It slowly brought the hands apart, forming a ball of red energy with a blazing white core, casting a deep red glow over the machine's armour, further enhancing the nightmarish appearance it owed to Spinnerax's hyper Keizer beam. With a flick of one wing, the machine rolled onto its back, staring up at Super X5, locking onto it as the closest threat and preparing to fire...

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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