Post by T.E.L.Z.H.U.D. on Mar 30, 2023 20:22:55 GMT -5
Policy’s power alarm went off and he turned back towards Honehashi. The room was a glowing blue color, the alien was covered in flames that wrapped around him and sprawled towards the ceiling. Policy’s alarm kept ringing. The cyborg’s power grew and grew, and policy's terror intensified with each raise in number; the alarm continued.
Honenashi sent his attack towards Policy, each ball of ki with a beeline for the leader’s spot on the floor. Policy, staggered backwards but was stuck, his body was frozen in fear and he couldn’t flee. His eyes closed and he hoped for the best.
“Zai-bat-su, they are the ones for me! I’m a Zaibatsu guy! A Zaibatsu guy! 1-2-3 We win! I’m a Zaibatsu guy!”
Policy sang as he whimpered, tears streamed down his cheeks.
A giant figure would move in between Policy and the incoming blasts shielding him completely. Boom - Boom - Boom. Policy, hands in prayer, opened his eyes and saw the giant black wing that shielded him. The wing of the Z-089X Zaibatsu stuck into the building at the correct angle to cover Policy just enough.
Policy looked around, saw that he was still alive and pumped his elbow back in triumph. He jumped out through the giant hole in the wall and towards the hovering vehicle. Both boots landed squarely on the nose of the jet-like flyer, his grin restored and his cigar well lit.
“HO HO HO! WE WILL BE BACK! MEN! LETS GO! ZAIBATSU READY!”
“Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut.”
The previously downed men had dug themselves out from underneath the debris with shovels and pickaxes turning up on the edge of the room near the jet.
Each man jumped towards the jet and hung from handles underneath both wings of the vehicle. Policy stomped his boot on the nose and the jet pulled away from the building and zoomed off towards the sun.
“WE”LL GET OUR PROPERTY BACK METAL MEN! HO HO HO!”
Telzhud walked out from the kitchen with two bowls in hand. The android wore a perfectly placed chef’s hat and an ingredient splattered apron that showed the food would be delicious. Telzhud walked towards Honehashi and extended one bowl towards his cyborg friend.
“Yum-Yum!”
Telzhud offered the bowl with a roar.
Honenashi sent his attack towards Policy, each ball of ki with a beeline for the leader’s spot on the floor. Policy, staggered backwards but was stuck, his body was frozen in fear and he couldn’t flee. His eyes closed and he hoped for the best.
“Zai-bat-su, they are the ones for me! I’m a Zaibatsu guy! A Zaibatsu guy! 1-2-3 We win! I’m a Zaibatsu guy!”
Policy sang as he whimpered, tears streamed down his cheeks.
A giant figure would move in between Policy and the incoming blasts shielding him completely. Boom - Boom - Boom. Policy, hands in prayer, opened his eyes and saw the giant black wing that shielded him. The wing of the Z-089X Zaibatsu stuck into the building at the correct angle to cover Policy just enough.
Policy looked around, saw that he was still alive and pumped his elbow back in triumph. He jumped out through the giant hole in the wall and towards the hovering vehicle. Both boots landed squarely on the nose of the jet-like flyer, his grin restored and his cigar well lit.
“HO HO HO! WE WILL BE BACK! MEN! LETS GO! ZAIBATSU READY!”
“Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut Hut.”
The previously downed men had dug themselves out from underneath the debris with shovels and pickaxes turning up on the edge of the room near the jet.
Each man jumped towards the jet and hung from handles underneath both wings of the vehicle. Policy stomped his boot on the nose and the jet pulled away from the building and zoomed off towards the sun.
“WE”LL GET OUR PROPERTY BACK METAL MEN! HO HO HO!”
Telzhud walked out from the kitchen with two bowls in hand. The android wore a perfectly placed chef’s hat and an ingredient splattered apron that showed the food would be delicious. Telzhud walked towards Honehashi and extended one bowl towards his cyborg friend.
“Yum-Yum!”
Telzhud offered the bowl with a roar.
WC: 380
TWC: 4327
TWC: 4327