Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-2193950-20140413214454/@comment-9087084-20140420061327

"H-Hey! Let me go!" Marianne struggled vainly in the new robot's grip, causing more flames to surround her and raising it up to dangerous degrees. Meanwhile, Greg looked up at the robot in the sky giving orders. He then proceeded to raise one hand and flip it off. Said robot was then destroyed by the new comer, its core practically ripped out of its body with the stranger's kick.

Hearing Marianne's complaints, the hunter let out a heavy sigh. . .before leaping back and conitnuing to parry the attacks of the robots from before. "Hey coyote ripoffs. Let's have a chat. Why should I save the brat over there?" He sliced their arms off.

"I mean, she's been nothing but a thorn in my side since. . .ever." He sliced their legs off. "And really, she's just a loud mouth either way." He sliced their head off.

Noticing that he was taking his sweet old time, Marianne's flames became brighter. "Shut up and save me already!" Then her gaze flicked over to the newcomer. "Hey earth boy! Leave the robots and help me!"

Greg sighed. "But I guess in the end, she's my brother's partner. And that's gotta count for something, right?" By now, the robots attacking Greg were nothing but hunks of metal lying on the ground. Taking out a cigar, he lit the thing and took a slow drag.

"Nice chatting with you fellas. If you'll excuse me, I've got a damsel to save."