[FIELD CLASS] Scavenging with Moira! (OVER! See p. 17!)

[moonlit-raven]

With the trashbot still pushing against his shield, Myr spun slighly, using his momentum and the dish to push the trashbot away from him. Perhaps he should have gone with the spear after all, but it was too late now. He'd just have to deal.

TB Damage- 4
Myr- 28/30
Trashbot- 11/15 Hp

-1 damage to Myr- 2/3  

[phantompanther13]

“Jack!” Andrew climbed higher in his new found favorite tree, staying far far away from the trash bot. He did see Olivia sink to the ground, even though the fire wasn’t near her… he really should just stay away from her.

He didn’t bother to give the teacher a proper response, he had not started the fight after all, yes he was teasing but he hadn’t expected to be attacked over something so small. Especially the other frost thing… all he had done to him was stand within a few feet of him.

He curled up tail hanging over his branch when he felt something brush a leg. He jumped and clawed his way even higher before looking down. “Go away Maple.” He did not want to deal with any more creeple today. Maybe he should just fly home.

AJ didn't even get a response. he didn't need one, he would pester or not anyway.

What… what were those? Did the teacher expect them to actually fight those? Nope nope nope. He was in a bad enough mood already.

Too bad he didn’t exactly have a choice when one of the trash bots started to climb up his tree. “Jack.” How the hell was he supposed to fight without fire? “Jack.” Where was his dish thing? He jumped from the tree and grabbed his dish watching as if followed him. He lifted the piece of metal up and whacked it with a surprisingly decent hit. Jack his life. Just Jack it all. Just smash the thing to bits. He managed to fend the worst of the attack off with the dish.

HP: 29/30
Trashbot HP: 13/15

[A.V.]

-Raja

-chirigami

sorry Olivia

Kanth

Meegane

 

[Sosiqui]

((QUICK CLARIFICATION:

The usual -6 modifier STILL APPLIES to your melee rolls.))  

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Rosy eyes went before she lift off the ground when it starts to rumble. She glance around from student to student, then had to cover her mouth as she saw the trashbots burst from every direction. She was seriously hoping this was part of the class, and it wasn't because she felt like she was being watch, and these were the cause.

Turning her eyes back towards the Professor, she felt herself relax when Moira confirm that this was indeed part of the class. With a small nod, she turns her eyes back on the thing before her. So she had to beat it, and with he item she presented?

This should be easy, and with that she lunges at it as its arms fling forward to attack her. Her attempt to use it as a shield didn't go off in time, and she felt the arm slap her in the face. Lifting her hand, she growls before she actually threw it at the bots head "Take that you piece of junk!" she grins as she saw the thing get hit rather hard, sending her dish flying away from it to her right.

Quote:

Rosy HP: 28/30
Damage: 8
Trashbot HP: 7/15
Weapon: Rosy will fight with her dish, primarily using it as a thrown weapon (again, see Captain America). Her dice are 2d8.

 

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Running towards her massive dish, she grabs it just as she see the trashbot coming at her. Turning, she attempts to throw it again only to get throw herself as the bot arm impacted her stomach. Smacking into a tire, she shook her head as she felt the her head spinning from that hit.

She was gonna feel that one later, she just knew it.

Quote:

Rosy HP: 26/30
Damage: 0
Trashbot HP: 7/15
Weapon: Rosy will fight with her dish, primarily using it as a thrown weapon (again, see Captain America). Her dice are 2d8.

 

[PhiferWolf]

Uru's fur bristled at the shrieking creatures, his brows furrowed as his deep-set mis-matched eyes glared at the beasts. The debris of the junkyard rumbled and shook, falling apart from the stacks and piles that were once standing. In their place, mechanical objects stood there, each different and apparently tailored in a way to the students present. He looked to the one that was returning the gaze directly back to him, and he responded by turning to face it. The Authority figure told them that they had to fight, and he would gladly do so, especially if he was asked to. The hellhound raised his fist before his face, bracing his legs apart for an attack and to deal one back. His body was ready for motion, ready and waiting for the first move to be made. A long, deep rumble echoed from his thick chest, the sleeves rolled further up his arms as his biceps flexed. Gloves strained in his fist as he clenched them, the wire cord nicely wrapped around his right forearm. Ebony black ears twitched, angled forward, the swishing member behind him flicked back and forth with slow movements.

The bot made the first step.

Uru burst into a sprint with his fist raised, digging his foot in the ground as he let forth a powerful right hook leaps away from the angular monstrosity, the whip coming around hitting it hard on it's flat side. A resounding crack as he pulled his arm back to his original position. The bot's body simply fixed itself onto it's path, it's steps slow and steady. Uru jumped back before letting forth a straight punch, the wire going forward with the momentum and back again with another crack. The demon was judging his prey, using the ranged weapon he had incorporated into his form fighting.

Still, the trash bot made it's steps toward him. A strange misshapened appendage emerged from a panel of some sort of it's flank and swung about, nailing a hit against the coiled wires on his arm, sending him a bit back, bounding on his hands and landing on his feet. It seemed to have the strength of the Authority figure or something. He shook his wrist before bringing himself back to his position. It was closer now... Uru gave another whipping right hook, pulling back as he sprinted toward the metal monster, throwing a physical left hook against the body with a resounding crack and thud. The bot swung again with its appendage hitting the canid's left side, sending him upwards. With gritted teeth, the hellhound planted a firm foot against the thing's body and pushed off to get away.

Getting too close would only hurt him. He did enough damage, he had better keep it at a range.

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HP: 23/25
Bot's HP: 11/15  

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Shaking her head a couple of time, she glance up as she glares at the trashbot, rather angry now. It hit her, and hard. Looking down at the junk she was in, she could help but glow just a little brighter as she stood. Ducking as it once again attempts to hit her, she steps to the side before she brings the massive dish up to the side of its head.

WHACK

She thought for a moment, she might have done it it. But it just made some clanking noises and kept pursing her, smacking her once again it the arm.

Okay, she was done getting hit by this thing.

Quote:

Rosy HP: 24/30
Damage: 4
Trashbot HP: 3/15
Weapon: Rosy will fight with her dish, primarily using it as a thrown weapon (again, see Captain America). Her dice are 2d8.

 

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Rosy should have been paying close attention, but she wasn't. Falling forward, she winces as she was hit right int he back of the head with the arm of the trash-bot. Seriously, this thing wasn't playing fair. Shaking her head a couple of time, she attempts to focus on it.

Lifting the dish, she throws it, only to send it flying way far left.

This was not good.

Quote:

Rosy HP: 22/30
Damage: 0
Trashbot HP: 3/15
Weapon: Rosy will fight with her dish, primarily using it as a thrown weapon (again, see Captain America). Her dice are 2d8.

 

[Torvil]

Zel immediately perked up when the professor informed them they would be doing battle against the trashbots. While not the best fighter in the world, he did have his father to thank for knowing the basics. His father had always said a Cornugon who couldn't throw a decent punch was no Cornugon at all.

He was ready when the trashbot appeared, looking very disjointed and well - trashy - but that was to be expected he supposed.

Well - nothing to do but jump right in - so that's exactly what he did, charging the trashbot with his spear. Only to run by it completely and be forced to turn around, taking a metal claw to the rear in the process.

COMBAT!

HP: 30/30
Damage: 0
Trashbot HP: 15/15
Weapon: Zel will fight with his lampspear! His dice are 2d8.

 

[Torvil]

With the charging attack not working at all, Zel took a deep breath and decided to try a different approach, instead, he turned the lamp around and tried to bludgeon the bot with the heavier stand end.

Here was hoping...

He must not have put enough umph behind the blow, because it bounced right back - but it did leave a little dent in the bot, but not enough to stop it's claws from smacking Zel again.

COMBAT!

HP: 28/30
Damage: 1
Trashbot HP: 14/15
Weapon: Zel will fight with his lampspear! His dice are 2d8.

 

[Pixie Krysta Ordreg]

Rosy cursed to herself as she got of and quickly makes a dash for the dish. She didn't even try to stop the two hits she got to the face, her mind just focused on getting that dish and ending this fight.

Dropping down to her knees, she didn't even wait to see it the trashbot followed her. She just turns and send the dish flying, her eyes going wide as she saw the dish impact with its head and tilt it just a little.

Moments later, she saw it move once, then stop short altogether as it powers down.

Slumping forward, she shakes her head as she closed her eyes.

She was so glad to be done.

Quote:

Rosy HP: 20/30
Damage: 6
Trashbot HP: 0/15 DEAD
Weapon: Rosy will fight with her dish, primarily using it as a thrown weapon (again, see Captain America). Her dice are 2d8.

 

[Torvil]

Zel again spun the spear around, this time stabbing at the robot again, hoping to maybe get at some component that wasn't completely covered or even just hoping to catch a lucky break.

He was ignoring those fighting around him, completely wrapped up in the fight.

And he missed again. Lovely. More claws to face.

COMBAT!

HP: 26/30
Damage: (1)
Trashbot HP: 14/15
Weapon: Zel will fight with his lampspear! His dice are 2d8.