Roachman brought himself up from the dusty floor. Unharmed, but admittedly a little disoriented, he spun 180 degrees and gripped the wall.....and started climbing....
He scuttled up across the dangerously low ceiling compared to the Tyrant. He skilfully positioned himself above it for an aerial ambush! He dropped, and clung to the figure's head and shoulders, covering it's eyes and trying his best to affect his balance.
The Tyrant grabbed Roach and raised him off his head.
He then slammed him into the ground in a power-bomb style motion.
He followed up by going for the curb-stomp again.
Roachman intercepted the curbstomp with his foot and naturally, they played footsy TO THE DEATH!
Roachman retracted his wings, he saw another foot coming towards him, it was starting to get old...
He blocked it with his arm and held it there in a stalemate. He grabbed grabbed the ankle in hopes of gaining some control over the leg's movement. "Alright, you Micheal Myers wannabe, let's see you play LIMBO!" he pushed the leg away, suddenly, causing a sudden lurch in the Tyrant's center of gravity.
I have feeling this can only end with a flee....am I right? Because I think Roachman is too limited to fight this thing...
So I suppose the Brotector is getting quite a bit of his bulk back at this point right?
As Joey gunned down the fans cheering for the Brotector, he noticeably gained his former build back as more of them went down.
"Come at me, Brotector, Blue-Blood will lay waste to your arteries, I may even clear out your colon, if I feel you need it bad enough!"Joey turned back to the man, who was now standing in the stadium in his boxers and shoes, the suit laying in a pile at his feet, Joey went to retrieve it and the man kicked at him. It didn't do much damage as it only hit Madeline,bounced off and hit him in the side of the head.
"You sonofabitch,"He said as he grasped the man's ankle,"DOn't you know to not hit one of us?"
Joey thinned the skin in the man's leg, and then scrapped it off by slamming it against one of the metal benches, flesh ripped down to bone, and the man screamed. Joey quickly grabbed the suit and ran off onto the ice to assist Metal Head and Cutter. But, he noticed they probably didn't need his help.
Guess it's time to try cleaning out the registers if we can.
He ran towards the ticket booth, brandished Madeline in the ticketeer's face and yelled,"Give me the ticket money!Or you get a new hole to exhale out of one more time!"
The Brotector got his Flab back and the Ice gave way from under him.
He cried out "AAAAIIIIIWWWEEEEEEE IT'S COLD!!!" Before climbing back out, now soaking wet.
"F-F-F-F-F-FEAR-R-R-R NOT- THE B-B-B-B-BROTECTER WILL RETURN-N-N-N!!" He slivered as he fled.
The Ticketeer said to Joey "To See Brotecter get his ass beat, I'd pay you everything I have on me, Take it..."
Is that 432 thousand? or simply 432? either way It's a good little stash. And just for future reference, hockey rinks are much more frozen than this. But who cares? It's a fun little game.
"Why thank you kind sir, have a very pleasant day"Joey took the case the money was in and promptly shot the ticketeer in the head.
He ran back to the parking lot, and began clicking the alarm button on the keys that had come with his new suit.
"Hey, Free Cash is Free Cash, Especially since we lost the Loot from the Bank robbery..."
Rugal managed to break the lock and get into the driver's seat.
"And of course if you want to walk Back, girls " he joked as he started to work on the starter.
There was a locked door leading to the holding unit that could be cracked.
Rugal Hot-wired the Van, Despite all the Armour, it was just a Standard Van with a bigger engine.
He revved it up and smiled.
He then leaned over and slashed a hole in the passager Window before doing the same on the Driver.
"Buildings are worth 10, Cars 20, Signs 30, People, 50, How to play..."
He stuck his hand out and performed a "REPPU-KEN!" shock-wave which travelled on the ground, hit a Car and wreaked the rear bumper.
"Any questions?" he asked.
"Yup. :3 But just one." Coraline's enflames her left arm, conjurs a trio of fireballs, and begins to juggle them in her left hand. "How do you plan to keep up?"
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