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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 19, 2008 21:24:39 GMT -5
"Hehe, I might 'ave to cut yer arms off before I spar with ya in that case," Soap said, though he was sweatdropping.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 19, 2008 21:44:39 GMT -5
John decided to let Cortana take that one. "John-117 has several physical upgrades," she exlpained over his external speakers, "One of which is superdense bones. You would need a diamond bladed chainsaw to come close to cutting through the Chief's bones."
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 19, 2008 21:46:03 GMT -5
"Oh Jesus... I doubt anything I do could harm him then... Let us hope we do not have to fight each other anytime soon," Soap said.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 19, 2008 21:56:31 GMT -5
John chuckled. "A good friend of mine once said... 'Were it so easy'. It applies," he said sternly
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 19, 2008 23:02:28 GMT -5
As if to qualify it, a voice over the intercom said, "Tomorrow we will have a military showdown between Soap MacTavish and Master Chief. Fighters, prepare yourselves." Soap's head fell. "I am so bloody fucked," he said.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 19, 2008 23:11:52 GMT -5
"I'll be sure to give you some biofoam to pack the bullet holes with," said John, almost arrogantly
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 19, 2008 23:26:22 GMT -5
"Oh, now we're gonna be arrogant just 'cause we're superpowered, huh? I'll be sure to hit your head with some bullets, remind you that even if it's armored, your head still shouldn't be so filled," Soap said.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 19, 2008 23:52:33 GMT -5
John decided to leave out the fact that energy shields would deflect the man's small arms fire unless he was coming in with a rocket launcher, shotgun, or a sniper.
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 20, 2008 0:00:26 GMT -5
"It's gonna be my RPG," Soap said, as if reading his mind.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 20, 2008 0:23:08 GMT -5
John believed in fairness, and honor. He saw it only fit that Soap was returned the favor. "I'll be bringing in a Assault Rifle, and a Rocket Launcher. I'll also be using a full compliment of Grenades."
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 20, 2008 0:47:56 GMT -5
"I'll have my Assault Rifle, some C4 Mines like that Snake fellow, and an RPG. Should I get the Smash Ball, I also recieve the ability to call in backup in the form of a chopper that will rain down hell upon your ass," Soap said.
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 20, 2008 4:07:51 GMT -5
John decided to take a small sip of a drink. "I... will have a nuclear bomb wired into my armor, that will detonate if I decide to use my Final..."
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 20, 2008 13:05:38 GMT -5
Soap was usually a calm guy. "ARE YOU FUCKIN' TAKIN' A PISS?! YOU'LL KILL EVERYONE, YOU WANKER, NOT JUST THE BOTH OF US!" But nukes and him didn't mix ever since what happened to his friend Jackson
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Post by theevilgood on Jun 21, 2008 6:01:26 GMT -5
John stayed calm. "It's a controlled blast. It'll only take out the entire stage. I won't take as much damage as you, but I'll still take way too much damage to continue fighting. It basically comes down to who loses first, not who wins," John explained, and took another sip of his drink. It was tangy. "Nuclear technology from my time is far different from yours. They're controlled, and leave no environmental effects after detonation."
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Post by The Smash Master on Jun 21, 2008 13:02:49 GMT -5
John's eyebrows arched. "What? You've learned to eliminate nuclear radiation?"
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