Fighter vs Marco

[Usam1981]

The fighter waits in the arena. He knew of this new oponent's reputation as a bad ass, and was eager for this fight to begin. Though this guy was in a heavily armed mobile suit, he still piloted his tier 2 unit, his Zaku II, and knew he would have to make full use of his shields for this fight. The fighter had droped the anti beam shield for his second regular shield, and was waiting near the entrance to the arena.

[Azkaiel]

Entering the battle-zone, Marco was wondering if this was some kind of bad joke. The idea that he had to prove himself all over again, was just a pain. They could have saved everyone alot of trouble, if the relevant paper work was presented, but noooo, he had undergo this whole rigmarole instead. Sighing in resignation, Marco walked his Fire Spitter into the arena, while noting the presence of the opposing unit at the opposite end of the grounds. Not surprisingly, his opponent was operating a humanoid machine, similar to his. From what he could observe, it was in possession of several shields, which could complicate his own life somewhat. That and the fact that his machine had limited ammo to begin with, did not bode well for this.

"Oei oei, let's get this done and over with eh ? I have better things to do, than dawdle here", the burly male broadcasted to his opponent, wanting to quickly end this entire affair as quickly as possible, just so he could get back to the business of making money.

[Usam1981]

The fighter grins, and raises his two shields in front of him to cover his torso, and boosts his unit forwards directly at the enemy at top speed, using all of his unit's multiple thrusters at the same time. Pulling back his unit's Z'gok arm, he readies himself for when he gets close to his oponent.

[Azkaiel]

Without so much as an acknowledgement, the mobile suit before him raised its shields to protect its torso, before charging towards his own customized GM, intending to inflict harm to his prized possession. Marco, for one, was quite sure whoever it was, was intending to end this right in one swift blow. But obviously he was not going to give the pilot that kind of pleasure. Rather than back pedaling towards the arena walls, Marco instead brought the Firespitter into a speedy thrust to his left side, intent on circling to the opposite side of his opponent's retracted arm. Judging from the enemy machine, it was clear that this foe wanted to get up close and personal, and that was the one combat range the Fire Spitter was not meant for.

Hopping to keep as much distance as possible, so as to maintain his range advantage, Marco rather calmly brought the shoulder mounted gatling into the firing position. Whilst tracking the moving mobile weapon, the mercenary fired off two short 5 round burst of gatling fire at the Zaku II, in attempt to limit the machine's movement, before backing up his initial barrage with a 3 shot burst of fire from his shield mounted machine guns, which were aimed at the unreadied limb. If Marco could be lucky enough to at least partially disable the Zaku II, at the very least the match would be in his favor...

[Usam1981]

The fighters's shield blocked the shots comming his way, but doing some massive dammage to the shield in the process. The fighter quickly follows his oponent's unit, his high speed easily allowing him to catch up with the GM Kai. Quickly, he changes tactics, and takes to the air in a quick boost, comming down at the GM with it's foot aimed at the torso.

[Azkaiel]

With little time to react from the impending jump kick, Marco dropped the Fire Spitter into barrel roll to his right, narrowly avoiding the vicious kick. Swiftly recovering, the pilot rather quickly boosted backwards with all haste, while unloading a quartet of 3 round bursts of ballistic fire from his handheld and arm mounted machine guns at the clawed machine's left profile. Clearly, this was turning out to be quite the challenge for him, and if Marco survived this little fracas, he was going to have to exchange strong words with whoever put him here. For now, he needed to keep the distance between them, as he was rather aware of the potential damage that could be wrought by the unfriendly looking limbs of the Zaku.

"You have got to be kidding me, if i'm going to get into a fist fight with you", he mumbled under his breath, wary as to the enemy's next move.

[Usam1981]

The fighter quickly brings up his shield again, and watches in dismay as the already dammaged shield falls apart from the abuse it had taken already. Shaking his head, the fighter grumbles about shoddy work on making the shield. Making a quick decission, the fighter grabs the second shield in the claws of his arm, and throws the shield at the enemy GM unit, meanwhile moving in behind the shield, swinging at him with his claws.

[Azkaiel]

Faced with a hastily thrown shield flying in his direction, Marco was limited in his options. It didn't help that the Zaku was trailing close behind, its clawed limbs already swinging in anticipation of contact with his GM's armor. But rather than give the enemy pilot that satisfaction, the mercenary elected to continue playing hard to get.

Whilst propelling the GM backwards, Marco batting the annoying shield projectile away with his, while opening up with his shoulder mounted once more, with his usual 2 sets of 5 rounds bursts. Complementing the heavy weapon, the pilot added in another pair of 3 round bursts from the pair of machine guns on his left arm.

Looking at his ammo counter, Marco was troubled at the rate in which his ammunition was being expended, but he could do nothing about it for the moment. For now, his primary objective was to down this troublesome machine and its pilot, before too much harm was inflicted on him

[Usam1981]

The fighter sacrifices his final shield to get in close to his oponent, taking all of the blasts to the shield, losing the shoulder mounted shield. The final shots are taken on his extra torso armor as he moves forwards at top speed. Deciding that this fight had taken long enough, the fighter changes tactics, and boost forwards directly at the oponent, firing off the beam guns on his Z'gok arms, knowing that he could not hit the broad side of a barn, but also knowing that his oponent did not know that.

[Azkaiel]

Rather unexpectedly, Marco's foe had finally decided to eschew his clawed limbs for the ranged weapons contained with in. But rather be rattled by barrage of beam gun shots flying in his direction, the mercenary went into a steady stance and blocked the few stray beam shots that managed to connect. It came as no particular surprise that the shield was rendered useless, after the impact from the beam rounds. Explosively jettisoning the useless shield and its accompanying weapon, Marco torso twisted the GM to face the charging enemy, before unloading the full barrage of ranged weapons at his disposal.

Although a good deal of his remaining balance of ammunition was consumed in the process, the burly male was confident that the hail of ballistics flung in the direction of the Zaku II's upper torso would at the very least cause it to be damaged.

[Usam1981]

The fighter takes the shots to his torso, forcing him to eject his extra armor. The loss of the armor makes his unit faster immediatly, even if by a smaller amount, and the fighter grins. BIG MISTAKE. The fighter pushes his unit to go faster, and quickly moves up on the GM Kai, Claw raised to strike at his oponent's head.

[Azkaiel]

Clearly, Marco's gamble backfired on him. His barrage had unwittingly caused his assailant to move even faster, and entering the dreaded melee range. None the less, it was not in his nature to give up so easily. Pivoting his torso such that the shoulder gatling gun ended up being in the way of the claw, wrecking the weapon, while Marco further attempted to block the heavy impact of the Zaku II using his remaining forearm shield, and simultaneously drawing the beam pick in his left arm and thrusting the melee weapon upwards, hoping the stab would connect into the cockpit zone of the Zaku.

[Usam1981]

The fighter quickly bring down the left arm of the mobile suit, taking the beam pick to that arm, while pulling back his right arm from the Gattling Gun, bringing the Gattling gun with him. Making a quick decission, the fighter keeps ahold of the ruined gattling gun, and uses it as a club to attack the GM Kai

[Azkaiel]

Fending off the improvised clubbing by the Zaku with the right forearm shield, Marco's options were clearly running out. With most of his ranged weapons out of commission for various reasons. He was down to only one beam pick, which was hardly of much use and threat in the present situation. Even if he were to try to retrieve the other beam pick stored on the other limb, and use the head mounted vulcans, Marco figured that was no real conceivable way he could win this round. So rather than drag on the inevitable, he simply forced away the impromptu club and back pedaled a few ssteps, while shutting down this targeting system and powering down his weaponry, indicating the obvious...

[Usam1981]

The simulation, recognising that Marco had given up, reset the dammage counters to baseline. The fighter quickly moved and collected back up his shields, then turned and left the arena.