*This match was started on Tuesday, May fourth. It will be officially ended Thursday, May sixth. At 7:00 pm exactly.*


Kerra gazed at his surroundings cautiously. He made no move at the being in front of him. Right now, it was simply taking in all the information he needed. A small jug hung at the side of his belt, and no visual weapons were seen on him.
The barren wasteland they were in was engulfed by a quick gust of wind. Sand toppled into the air, spraying over Kerra's clothing. He made no reaction to it, and simply stared at his opponent.

HIJAD-12's sensors took a long ammount of time to observe and record its surroundings, perhaps a millisecond, which was nearly an eternity to its advanced processors. He was following his rather simple programming, and that was to eliminate the enemy that was infront of him. His three legs propelled him foward across the sand. His unpainted silver alloy shined in the setting sun as he raised his upper left arm blade and, when close enough, slashed it downward at an angle for the creature's collarbone. His lower right arm-blade, resembeling a scimitar, sliced horizontally at his enemy's waist. HIJAD's vision sensors, located around his chest because he lacked any definate 'head', translated data perfectly to his arms, resulting in flawless accuracy.

Kerra was quick enough to dodge the close-to-flawless attack on his collarbone completely, but the attack was still too much for him. A gash appeared across his waistline. He was lucky this creature was a master of accuracy, for if the attack was placed a tad higher, Kerra would be trying to pick up his intestines.
As he leapt backwards, he covered the gash with his shirt, trying to stop the blood flow as best as he was able. Under these conditions anyway.
Skidding to a hault on the dusty and dehydrated floor, he got ready for his attack. Charging foward, kicking up dirt behind him, he clutched onto the leg of his opponent. His wrist bones mutated, and they became large spikes, instantly emerging from the skin. They lifted up, and straight through the shin-area of the enemy. He ripped them out and made his way back to a safe distance.

(I'll return around 6:30. Sorry.))

The sound of metal scrapeing and bending moves throughout the barren lands, almost overloading HIJAD-12's sound receptors. A number of the spikes break off in his leg, and it severs the main circut that leads to its joints below the "Knee." Nanomachines within HIJAD move to repair the damage and his torso turns. He stands upright on two legs with the damaged leg crossed infront of him, provideing him now with an extra layer of armor while repairs are made. He moves foward with speed that is barely affected by the loss of the leg. Clouds of dust are kicked up by his rapidly moving feet, washing over his shining alloys. Again the android is toe to toe with its opponent and it sharply steps to the left so HIJAD is facing its opponent's side. Hijad's lower left blade strikes downward to remove the enemy's leg at the thigh where its density scans tell HIJAD that it is softest. The android's upper right blade stabs from behind the enemy, using the sound of his heart beat to zero in perfectly on the location of the vital organ.

At the point where it was life or death, Kerra realized he had highly underestimated his opponent. He clasped onto his wound, and dived sideways. The two attacks had missed him, but the dive he made was too sudden for him. With the slant of one foot, he fell head over heels into the dust. Drops of blood stained the ground, and he grunted trying to get back to his feet.
A bone in his foot had been broken, he quickley morphed the fracture together and leapt up once again.
It wasn't hard to realize this was a match he had a very low chance of winning, but there was dreadfully nowhere to run.

"Who are you..?" He asked, panting frantically.

A cold sexless voice comes from an area on the android's torso. "Combat unit HIJAD-12. Hyper-Intelligent Juggernaut Assault Droid." The machine does not pause to respond, it immediatly sees an opertunity for itself. It runs to where its foe is laying on the ground and with perfect precision three of its arm blades direct themselves towards deadly spots spread along his body so trying to crawl away would be nearly impossible. One of the blades drives down directly at his enemy's skull, another aims just below his stomach and a third moves at an angle to skewer both of his legs in a single blow. The detection of the thick red liquid on the dusty ground below tells the HIJAD unit to strike quickly and fiercely, and he moves to end his opponent's life without passion or emotion.

Kerra's mind overflowed with commands. All he could muster was dodging one way, or reacting to another attack. It became too much for him after the recent attack. Again, Kerra dodged it's attacks but only by a hairline. Maybe not even that, Kerra caught a large tear across his shirt.
He severely doubted he could keep up the pattern much longer, so it was time to take charge.
Emitting a mutated "coat" of bone armor over most of his upper torso, he leapt into the air working on dodging the attack to his feet. A fatal blow rushed towards his skull, and Kerra immediatly brought his armor-covered hand up to defend it. The enemy's attack was so fierce that blocking it sent Kerra flopping backwards into the air.
As he tried to catch his breath, he mutated two large spikes from both forearms. Bursting fowards, he planned to end the battle shortly.

HIJAD's processors deemed Kerra a worthy opponent, and his learning drives activated themselves so that he could learn from this battle. The Juggernaut Assault Droid was designed to learn from its battles and improve itself if the opponent was especually difficult to defeat. The droid's four arms spaced themselves evenly apart and awaited Kerra's next attack. As it came towards HIJAD its two lower arm blades moved downward to deflect the bone spikes. His sensors paid close attention to Kerra's muscle movements and the two blades moved appropriately so they could deflect the bone-spikes outward as they came near. His upper right arm blade positioned itself upward so that it could stab right down into the middle of the attack, hopefully breaking through the top of Kerra's skull just as his attacks were deflected.

Kerra slid to the ground, and ricocheted off "HIJAD's" leg to tumble behind the enemy. His spikes grew out longer, and he rolled onto his knees. With explicit timing and in a graceful motion, he stabbed one spike into the back of his opponent, just below the waist.
He intended to cut off "HIJAD's" ability to move for as long as possible, but he was unsure this would be the outcome. Letting his brain rest for several seconds, he waited for a response.

HIJAD tracked his enemy's movement, but becasue his third leg was offline he could not respond as fast as he would want to. As HIJAD turns one of his lower arm blades managed to deflect the bone, but it scrapes into his 'waist' to scratch off most of his armor in that area, exposeing vunerable circitry. The Juggernaut Assault Droid moved its other blade to the other side of the bone, so that both his lower blades were around the spike, holding it firmly in place. HIJAD's upper right arm stabbed downward at the elbow of it's opponent, holding the arm in place with its two lower arm blades as he struck at it.

Kerra felt the blade crash into his elbow. Blood drenched his sleeves, and he felt the bone immediatly break in some way. He hollered until his voice became scratchy and collapsed. Frantically, he pulled his arm away from the opponent, only making the wound worse.
"Dammit!" He screamed, catching his breath.
The pain was near unbearable, and Kerra found it hard to stand because of this. He stumbled sideways, re-assembling the bone in his arm. The pain was still incredibly dense, and the dreadful sensation overflowed his brain. Dazed by the event, he stood still, trying to contain himself.

HIJAD's sensitive audio sensors could detect the quickening pace of Kerra's heart, signalling pain. The programming of the droid translated this speed as an indication that his opponent was in severe pain, and the time to strike was now. HIJAD lunged foward and stabbed his lower left blade down at his enemy's thigh from Kerra's left side, and his upper right blade aimed for Kerra's temple from the right side. The Juggernaut Droid's other lower blade laid flat against him to cover most of his exposed sensitive equipment.

Kerra was forced to get his mind together and he quickley dodged the fatal attack, attempting to tumble sideways. But the slice at his thigh caught him. As he hit the blade, thankfully not as full power, he fell off his feet and somersaulted onto the dusty floor. More blood dripped from his newly aqquired wound, but luckily the rest had haulted in the bleeding process.
As he pushed himself back up to his feet, he felt the sudden pain jolt down his leg and around his waist. Obviously, "HIJAD" had damaged one of his more important muscles.
The unbearable pain immediatly became fury. Hollering, to cool himself off ever so slightly, he re-made the armor around his body. Spikes erupted from his arms and spine. He became his own war machine, as he charged foward at the oppponent. Two short spears blasted out from his forearms, and he swung them in a primative manner. He tossed one spear directly at HIJAD's center, and another one roughly right of the first.
While the distraction hopefully was activated, Kerra leapt behind HIJAD and rolled onto his feet. While crouching, he jabbed his spiked elbow foward, straight for the open area, only slightly under defense.

(Crap, it's past 7 pm! I guess make your last post and we'll get judged after that.)

(Sorry, I was busy both days.)

HIJAD was capeable of tracking hundreds of targets at a single time, trying to use a 'distraction' on one who could calculate the exact location and velocity of a swarm of gnats was futile. The leg of the android that was damaged swings foward and takes the blows from the bones, ruining the appendage that was slowly being repaired. The spikes stuck into the strong metal and opon seeing this the upper join of the leg disconnected and HIJAD's third leg fell to the ground, full of the deadly spikes. The vision sensors on HIJAD's back saw Kerra move behind him and his arms turned behind him, opperateing from his backside with just as much speed and accuracy as they would on his front. The blade that was used to protect his sensitive exposed area crosses at the calculated spot where Kerra's attack would land at its current velocity. His other lower arm blade swept to remove the arm that stabbed at him just above the elbow. His two upper bladed appendaged sliced downward at an angle in an X, each one directed for Kerra's respective shoulderblades.

Although this battle wasn't finished, it has to be judged now.

I judge that Fezzod wins. :lol:

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Okay i am going to say Fezzod is the winner. His post were well described and informative and he gets points for kicking so much ass. Sorry Gelfman, although you put up a good fight I got the feeling that you were not going to come out victorious.

Eh, it's alright. Thanks for being truthful.

Overall....this match was a dissapointment to me.

Both of your characters weren't very likable, and Fezzod, a lot of your posts were confusing, you didn't mention that your character had four arms until your third post in and so for the first two posts it sounds like you're making the stuff up as you go along. You're capable of a lot better. Gelfman, I did feel the desperation of your character as he faced an impossible to defeat opponent; and that was good, helped me connect to the character...but he just didn't have enough.....fight in him.

Pros-Fezzod
-great description of a robots functions and operations
-An agressive style that wouldn't let up

Pros-Gelfman
-A more human and easier to connect with character
-Coherant posts

Cons-Fezzod
-confusing posts, strange descriptions for some actions
-the mechanical and operation style was lost after a few posts, it got repetitive when each posted ended with "a stab to", lack of creativity overall...I wanted to see some charlie Scheen trivia thrown out there.
-notorious no selling

Cons-Gelfman
-Lack of motivation, why was the character fighting?
-patsy-though selling the moves is good, you need to make sure you don't look too helpless.


I think if anything, this is a testimonial to a post limit rather than time limit...this whole match had a very "rushed" feel to it. It was obvious that you two probably had a lot more planned but didn't have to time to post it.

I'll have to give the vote to Fezzod, while your character was human, Matt....there didn't seem to be a reason that he was there, and with the posts so similar in style and cancelling each others pros and cons out....I had to base my decision on that.

I'm gonna have to say Bates is right. It was rushed and pretty mediocre. but like he said I felt Gelfman's desperation. When I can connect with a character that's the sign that he's being RPed well. So My vote goes to Gelfman.

::Sigh:: Well then, Fezzod moves onto round 2.

Sorry man ruto

Edit: nevermind

Doesnt matter really, the rule was three judges. Wish it wasn't, but what can ya do?

That comes from my Sign Ups post, Cross. Making it up as I go along? Not even mentioning extra arms until the third post? No, I think not.

It is a little difficult to make long descriptive posts when your character is an emotionless and thoughtless machine, but I'm not using that as an excuse for myself, just pointing it out.

My vote still stands. And I don't care if it's "a little difficult", do it anyway.

And uh....yeah, you uh...didn't mention four arms until the third post, so I don't know what you're getting at..

What the crap, your fighting him when he voted for you? Talk about arrogant.

Confindence one might say.

*shakes head disaprovingly*

I can't help but think I've heard that somewhere before.