05-18-2015, 03:39 AM
(05-18-2015, 03:34 AM)Surge Wrote:*Ignores.*(05-18-2015, 03:30 AM)kawaiiChiimera Wrote: *A hulking, 3 meter tall miniaturized mech walks into the clearing, toting 3 missile pods on one shoulder, a compact arty cannon on the other, and a snub nose 8 barrel minigun with a heavy looking dual drum ammo storage setup attached to an arm. It already features a slightly war-torn look, with scratched armor, worn military green paint, and blackened muzzles, with two of the missile tubes burnt and expended.*Waaaaaant
"Looks like a good time to intervene."
(05-18-2015, 03:32 AM)Ehksidian Wrote:*Ignores.*(05-18-2015, 03:30 AM)kawaiiChiimera Wrote: *A hulking, 3 meter tall miniaturized mech walks into the clearing, toting 3 missile pods on one shoulder, a compact arty cannon on the other, and a snub nose 8 barrel minigun with a heavy looking dual drum ammo storage setup attached to an arm. It already features a slightly war-torn look, with scratched armor, worn military green paint, and blackened muzzles, with two of the missile tubes burnt and expended.*
"Looks like a good time to intervene."
Can we not?
This is ridiculous.
(05-18-2015, 03:36 AM)Marxon Wrote:...(05-18-2015, 03:34 AM)kawaiiChiimera Wrote: *It tilts it's head slightly towards Marxon. A few pieces of the armor retract, with a click. Under it there's only more armor, though quite blackened.*Pretty...
"Guess not then."
*The mass of ammo and metal would nod to the other Nexus-ians, and the bits that retracted a moment ago would slide back out with a hiss. Apparently they were jump jets, with two on the front and back.*
"I'll just resume testing."