http://kajidohsledge.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kajidohsledge.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2009-11-09 12:11 am

FIGHT CLUB #2 - Where actual stuff happens!

Characters: Smithy, whoever else comes
What: Fight Club! 2nd Meeting.
Where: Stadium
When: Backdated to Saturday, November 7th, around midday
Warnings: FIGHTAN.

This time, Smithy was prepared. Damned all if some fighting was not going to happen today.

The stadium was filled with all manner of training devices for all sorts of fighting techniques, as well as some areas closed off separately for sparring matches.

As for Smithy himself, right now he was hammering away at the Sandbag that he'd brought in. There would be plenty of time for sparring for himself later.

Now, it was time to wait for others to arrive. The robot wondered who would actually show up this time.
operatingbuddy: (Default)

[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-22 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I have been informed that these activities are intended to hone combat skills," R.O.B. explained. "After an extended period of inactivity, I wish to ascertain the status of my offensive capabilities." I think that means he's up for it.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-11-22 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm... OK. Honing offensive capabilities it is." Knuckles said, walking toward the arena. Of course, he'd keep all his usual robot-smashing fervor out of it, though, something told him ROB was a little better built than Eggmans machines. There was no Meerkat or baby leopard seal inside ROB, for starters.

"You go first." he said, turning to face the robot.
operatingbuddy: (Gyromite)

[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-23 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Affirmative," R.O.B. replied. From the front of his base, R.O.B. unfolded his gyro spinner, gripping the supplied gyro. It began to spin at rapid speeds. When it reached maximum velocity, R.O.B. threw the gyromite at Knuckles, firing his boosters and hovering towards Knuckles, calculating a battle strategy.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-11-23 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
So, R.O.B. used projectile weapons and could fly? Not too shabby for an older model robot. Of course, when you'd faced as many different kinds of battle robot as Knuckles had, you weren't surprised by much. Knuckles stood his ground until the last millisecond, dodging to the side to avoid the Gyromite and sprinting toward R.O.B.
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[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-23 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
As Knuckles charged, R.O.B. finished calculating a suitable strategy. He rushed towards Knuckles, and as he got close, he began to spin his torso, extending his arms and waiting for Knuckles to run right into him.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-11-24 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
And Knuckles did so with textbook finesse, taking a large robotic hand to the jaw and riding it all the way around R.O.B. completely wide-eyed.

He'd not been expecting that.

However, now it was on. He grabbed Robs arm and used it to leverage himself forward, one fist drawn back to give the robot a good ole fashioned punch to the face. Not too hard of course, he didn't want to knock the robots head loose from his neck socket.
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[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-24 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
R.O.B. took the punch, his head spinning in circles for a few moments. It didn't take him long to right himself, and he retaliated in kind by grabbing on to Knuckles and firing up his boosters, flying himself into the air and then dropping down to pile drive the echidna.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-11-24 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
R.O.B. was, luckily, not terribly heavy by the Echidna's standards. Knuckles braced himself as best as he could and took the piledrive fairly gracefully, taking the ground underfoot as soon as he was able and reversing the Robots downward movement into a punch to his midsection.
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[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-24 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
R.O.B.'s midsection was flexible, so it didn't cause much damage. But he did use the momentum from the punch and a quick burst of his jets to whirl around and swing his base towards Knuckles for an attack.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Knuckles was quick enough to catch the base in his hand and shield his head from the majority of the blow, even if it made his palm sting a little. He pushed to the side and aimed another blow at R.O.B.s head - the rest of him was pretty solid.
operatingbuddy: (Behold!  Optic Blast!)

[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-11-25 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
This time, Knuckles' fist approached R.O.B.'s glowing red eyes. He had reduced his eye lasers' power to minimum so that he would not injure his sparring partner, but it should be enough to push him back. And so he fired a red laser beam in Knuckles' direction.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-12-02 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
((Hrrrgh I forgot this thread sorry I suck so much aaaa))

Knuckles was hit full force by the beam and indeed was shoved backwards by the highly concentrated energy - it sort of felt like being doused by scalding water at high pressure. He hit the ground and bounced - but strangely enough, the thing that hurt most was his eyes. He'd been looking right at R.O.B. when the laser hit him so he was experiencing something like snow blindness on a huge scale.

Never one to give up, he got to his feet as quickly as he could, eyes squinted and watering, gloved hands up in front of his face, defensive, and feet working their way to sending him backwards and side to side so he had time to regroup.
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[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-12-03 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
But then, R.O.B. stopped. He looked at Knuckles, and asked, "Are you injured?" he asked. "I reduced power to minimal levels to avoid causing permanent damage." He sounded a little worried.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Believe me, I'm grateful." Knuckles laughed. "Sorry - Bright light gets to me at times, that's all. I'll be fine in a couple minutes but that doesn't mean you should let up - If I can't defend from your attacks right now that's not your problem. Keep going."
operatingbuddy: (Zzzzzap)

[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-12-04 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Affirmative," he replied. "Resuming combat operations." He fired off his rocket boosters and launched himself up above Knuckles. As he did, he unfurled his gyro spinner and revved up another gyromite.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Through squinted eyes, Knuckles kept note of where R.O.B. was and did his best to dance out of the others immediate range - He'd still be pretty vulnerable to projectiles or lasers and he knew it. He just had to wait it out until his retinas had stopped B'AWWWWW-ing about the abuse they had recieved and got back to the business of letting him see stuff.
operatingbuddy: (Gyromite)

[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-12-04 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He landed behind Knuckles, retracting the spinner and holding on to the gyromite. He didn't throw it right away this time, but just held the charge. Instead, he started to spin his arms around again towards Knuckles.

[identity profile] monotreme-101.livejournal.com 2009-12-05 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
With surprising agility and accuracy for someone who was pretty much blind, Knuckles whirled on his heel and blocked R.O.B.s arm from striking him before jumping backward and forcing his eyes open. He was still in the realms of blurrovision where everything was a fuzzy circle, but it was enough to let him know the robot was preparing another projectile.
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[personal profile] operatingbuddy 2009-12-06 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Next, R.O.B. charged Knuckles, not giving him any space to breathe, throwing punches. He was still holding on to that gyromite, and it was still spinning at full speed.