The drill continued to fly, at a downward angle, as R.D. landed, the gigantic drill aimed at the sky. It suddenly shrank, retracting into his hand and disappearing completely. Standing amongst a veritable pool of melted water, R.D. stood, breathing heavily. He was exhausted, he always was after that surge of power taking him over.
He overdid it this time. Had he continued drawing that kind of power, he'd have burned himself to a crisp--along with a good portion of the world, no doubt. His breathing shallow, he stood straight and turned, looking at the gathered minions with an expressionless look. His bleeding had stopped, at least, though this air wouldn't do anything good for his wounds.
"Your greatest has challenged me and lost," he said coldly. "Get the hell out of here or I'll do the same to the rest of you."
===Repli-Earth===
The three robots, J, and Renais all stared at Matt, that power flaring outwards from his armored form. "Matt?" Renais whispered to herself, unable to really process what was happening.
Topic: An RPG
The ongoing story of the people aboard the S.S. Calmwaters





