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by Charon the Sabercat FINALLY! Grappler gets to prove his worth! Tune by Metallica, shortened due to impatience, have fun. | |
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5. Grappler's Act Grappler stroked the neck of his guitar, waiting for his cue. He looked over his shoulder to see his servant girl hovering over his him, waiting as he was. She had the build of a wasp, with WIDE hips, an extremely narrow waist, and a chest as flat as a table. She had a small commander fin on the very top of her head as well as too little fins that curled on either side of her face like locks of hair. Her visor was slightly flared on either top corner to suggest eyelashes. Her armor was a sort of magenta color with red highlights on the edges. Like most of the other Dark Axis females, she had very small feet, so small they didn't even look like capable of being walked on. The servant girl leaned on Grappler's shoulder, showing off her thin, delicate arms and hands. He eyed her for a bit, as the crowd was taking an extremely long time to get settled. She simply leaned on his shoulder, not looking at him or anything, just off into space. "Hey..." he asked. "What is your name, anyway?" "Me?" she squeaked, almost as if she had just remembered. "Oh! It's Killer! Killer Kath... everybody calls me Kath." "Kath's a weird name," said the man-bot. "'d rather call you Killer." Killer Kath seemed to jump at the prospect. "Would you, my wonderful lord of terror?" He couldn't resist; Grappler leaned in close and hooked his finger under her chin. "For you, baby," he rumbled in a soft growl, "I'd do anything..." "Oh, you're wonderful!" And now, a fannon moment: Mecha kisses, for obvious reasons, do not work the same way as human kisses do. Dark Axis robot kisses, as well as normal Gundam kisses, for instance, are an exchange of heat through the mouthparts of the two mechas. The "depth" of the kiss depends on the intensity of the heat. Soft kisses are equal in warmth to the suns rays on a comfortable day, at about 75 degrees Farenheit. Deeper kisses have not been measured, but have been known to leave brand-like burns in the shape of Gundam faceplates on human skin. And now back to the story: Before Grappler could react, Killer had him in a lip lock. A HOT ONE. Grappler was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do, but was soon kissing back like a pro- And then his name was called. He broke of the kiss, breathing hard. "Spam it. See you after the show, Killer." Killer, who was in shock, fell to her knees a few seconds after he had walked away. "I'll be waiting for you..." Grappler Gouf: Give me Fuel, Give me Fire, Give me that which I desire, Ooh! Grappler jammed the chords on his guitar to Metallica's "Fuel". Charon ran off the stage in a panic, followed by huge jets of fire erupting from the orchestra pit. The crowd cheered as Grappler played, holding his guitar as if it were a struggling animal in his hands, fingers moving effortlessly up and down the strings. Grappler: YEAH! Turn on...I see red! Adrenaline crash & crash my head Nitro Junkie, Paint me deeeeee- The crowd roared again! Grappler: -eaaaaaaad! And I see red! One hundred plus through Black and White! War Horse, Warhead Fuck 'Em Man, white knuckles tight The fire erupted over the back wall, illuminating the psuedo-Gundam and highlighting every muscle with red. Grappler: Through Black & White! Grappler slowed the tempo a little; the flames began moving up and down in a staggered manner, imitating the pistons of an engine. Grappler: Ohhh, On I Burn, Fuel is pumping engines, Grappler slid to the edge of the stage, looking a cooing fan girl straight in the eye. Grappler: Burning hard, loose & clean! She fainted in a fit of passion, making Grappler smile evilly. Grappler: And I burn, Churning my direction, Quench my thirst with Gasoline! The fire snuffed out quickly, leaving Grappler illuminated solely on stage. Grappler: So Give me Fuel, Give me Fire, Give me that which I desire, He snapped back to his guitar, fingering the strings like a pro. Grappler: YEAH!! He skipped straight to the ending bridge of the song, still working his guitar with a skill that would take mere humans years to learn. His guitar seemed to be an extension of him (and you known WHICH extension), with he moved with seamlessly as he marched around the stage, making it his own. Background singers: On I burn, burn on and on... Grappler: Gimmie Fuel.... Singers: On I burn, on and on He breathed back in with a hiss. Grappler: Gimmie Fire.... Singers: On I burn, on and on He flexed his chest in a dramatic display. Grappler: My Desire.... Ooo, On I Burn Grappler: Fuel is pumping engines Burning HARD, loose & clean! And I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with Gasoline! He slapped the strings, making them silence immediately. Grappler: Give me Fuel, Give me Fire, Give me that which I desire, Ooh. With one last burst of energy, he gave the guitar one last run for its money, fire bursting from the stage in a final, showy number that made the fan girls cry out for more. Grappler: On I Burn! And the fire was snuffed, the stage was quiet, and Grappler had disappeared from sight. | |
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