Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140706143435/@comment-24487330-20140715154522

Camo waited until the enemy targets appeared before activating the tank-like mecha. As soon as he pushed the start-up button, the massive robot came to life; its visor flashed as it scanned and assessed the targets, and a few of the controls lit up to indicate ready status.

The archer selected the minigun to start things off, pressing and holding the Fire button and directing the machination to target the left-most dummy. The heavy gun started spinning up, and after a few seconds, a deafening clangor arose from the test chamber as bullets sprayed from it at an astounding rate. The hail of .50-caliber bullets tore through the targets like a chainsaw through a wet paper bag, utterly shredding them one by one. They didn't stand still and take the punishment, of course, but Camo was quick to direct the mech to mow them down, moving it around the arena to keep them in view.

Speaking of Camo, it should be noted that he was enjoying this trial run a bit too much. A devious grin was creeping across his face, and he never once blinked or turned from the violent uproar before him, not even as the gun continued to blaze with gunfire. If only Al or Nikolai could read his mind, they might have some idea how badly he wanted to see this thing take to a real battlefield and tear up some real creatures of Grimm...