Red vs BlueSharkface Freewrites

Sharkface Part 1

Sharkface vs Locus

The format for replying will be done where SF posts first, then Locus replies. They cannot hog the fight and write for like five paragraphs after the other fighter is practically dead XD::Sharkface had never been inside the facility before, and he doubt his opponent had ever been as well. Not that it mattered. Nothing but WINNING mattered. That's what he kept telling himself, and he was going to make damn sure that he DID win. Sharkface turned to the table behind him and immediately reached for his battle rifle then.."That's right, no firearms this round, however, I still get my flamethrower's." He said to himself aloud before reaching out and instead grabbing a knife, then slipping it into the holster on the front of his left shoulder. He repeated the process until he had knives in all the holsters. His legs, shoulders, and at his waist. Closing his eyes, Sharkface rolled his neck and...'pop pop pop'...he cracked his neck then shook his body, loosening himself up. He hoped the bastard Locus knew what was coming to him, but...he chuckled...he doubted that he even had the slightest of ideas as to what was coming for him. "Time to kick some ass," said the Enforcer brandishing soldier. He reached up and pulled his gloves back tightly then clenched his fists. A voice came on into the room. "B-begin...HAND to hand C-COMBAT!...three...TWO!...O-ONE! Begin!" The computer said and with that, Sharkface pounded his hand against a pad, sending the door shooting upwards and dust dancing around his feet.Locus placed his helmet onto his head then lifted his head up and closed his eyes collecting himself momentarily before turning and facing the table of weapons before him. His eyes passed his sniper and SAW. He'd miss them, but that was okay, he would get to use them in the next match. He was told however, that armor abilities and knives were allowed for this hand to hand fight, and that made Locus THRILLED to hear. "The kid is good, beat Carolina on his own and she was even using that damn AI of hers, he's cocky..too cocky at times, I'll have to watch for when he is, those could be my open spots." Locus previewed himself over and over about all he learned of Sharkface, he did so while grabbing and slipping each knife into its holster until they were all put away. "B-begin...HAND to hand C-COMBAT!...three...TWO!...O-ONE! Begin!" Locus looked up at the ceiling then at the door before him and rotated his shoulders while walking towards it. Head held high and shoulders back straight. He briefly looked over at the pad next to him and then reached out, quickly placing his hand onto it. The door hissed and opened upwards, the air from the fighting room swooshed in, causing the dust in the prep room to go crazy. Locus raised one foot then placed it over the threshold.Sharkface stepped over the threshold and the door shut yet again making a hissing sound. He looked at the door across the other side of the room and a sly grin tugged at the corner of his lips. It was HIS own grin, Locus couldn't see it for his helmet kept it hidden. "P-PLEASE! Move to t-t-the CENTER of thhhhe R-ROOM!" The computer yelled yet again over the room. Sharkface took one step, then soon his footsteps fell in line with his heartbeat. 'Bdum...bdum...bdum'. It was nice and steady and that's the way it was going to remain. As he reached the center of the room, as did the green armored soldier, his posture put him a few inches taller than Sharkface...He'd have to fix that later during the fight. Locus remained silent while the rules were read over by the computer. "N--nnno fire...ARMS! A-abilities aaaar-re l-limit-" Locus quickly and coldly cut off the computer. "We are aware of the rules," he said then paused briefly, "just start." Sharkface looked Locus over then gave a thumbs up. "Lets get kicking eh?" Locus simply growled in response. "Two steps back..." Sharkface raised his arms up to his chest area then activated the flame throwers mounted upon the wrist of both arms of his armor. As Locus stepped out into the training room, the computer yet again yelled amongst them and he cringed, raising his hands to the side of his helmet. When the computer stopped, Locus dropped his arms back to his side's and took up his previous posture, walking to the center of the room and meeting Sharkface there as well. 'Bbbbdum...bbbdum..' his heart was going fast, that was good. He'd NEED that STRENGTH if he hoped to win this round. Locus caught a glimpse of the other male though he ignored him. Then..."N--nnno fire...ARMS! A-abilities aaaar-re l-limit-" Locus quickly and coldly cut off the computer. "We are aware of the rules," he said then paused briefly, "just start." He finished saying blatantly. Sharkface threw up a thumb and said something that Locus didn't register, but he did reply simply with a threatening growl. "PLEASE...take t-two steps bbb-back...Both males did as told then positioned themselves. Locus pulled a knife from one of the holsters and then raised it to chest level, reaching down he then pulled another from a holster on his leg. "Three...Two...one" the two males lunged at one another. Both with fists recoiled.Immediately a punch was thrown towards Locus' helmet, causing the flame throwers to go off. The other male ducked down and then wrapped both arms around Sharkface's, then he pushed up changing the direction of the flames. 'Ssss'. He pulled back his arm quickly, very aggressively and just as he made the move to shut off the flame throwers, they shut off themselves. "What?...what's happening? WHY WONT THESE WORK?!" He looked around furiously and threw a blade out of a holster and towards Locus. The machine simply side stepped as the blade zoomed by his helmet. "...ABILITIES A-ARRRRE l-llllimittED!" The computer system yelled out. Limited?! NO ONE TOLD HIM THAT..then almost as if they knew what he was thinking, Locus replied. "You WERE informed. You even agreed to limited use of armor abilities. Stop bitching and GET back to FIGHTING." He ordered with a VERY irritated tone. That COCKY SON OF A BITCH! Sharkface gritted his teeth tightly and clenched his fists. "DONT, don't think you CAN order me around." He spat out before turning his back to Locus. THAT was his first mistake. "Huh?" Strong hands grabbed him around the waist then he was lifted off his feet. "H-HEY! GET OFFA ME!" Locus ignored his complaining tone and continued to lift Sharkface off the ground. His feet were well clear off the floor now and Locus had him positioned above his head. Trying to shake the damn guy off, Sharkface tossed and turned as best he could, but Locus held his grip tight. Then...Locus flipped his body back as though one would do when lying down on their back. Except, Sharkface was the bed. As the cold man jumped into the air then laid himself out onto his back, Sharkface could see the floor now in full view. This was GOING to hurt...shit..Locus slammed Sharkface down onto the floor and got a loud "oof" as the cocky bastard hit the floor. He released his chest and then rolled himself off to the left. Locus placed himself onto one knee and rested his elbows on the top of the knee cap. "Get up," he snarled with a cold tone, "a real man shouldn't be down so easily." When he did not receive a reply, Locus stood himself up onto his knees and slowly walked over to the red armored male. He stood next to his head and looked down. "You should have gotten up when I said." With that said, he pulled back his left arm, but it was too late, for Sharkface was already rolling out of the way. Locus's fist hit the ground and pain shot up his arm. He gritted his teeth HARD and pulled his arm back up. Sharkface was now standing and was already making his way back to Locus. Rolling his neck, he then cracked his knuckles before raising his right arm and turning his body sideways. "Prove me you aren't a BITCH." THAT got to Sharkface and as a result, the other soldier charged at Locus and raised a fist then threw it towards Locus's. Pain again, the fucking dick had hit his fist head on with his own! Locus growled and stumbled back. He didn't care that Locus and him were about to hit their fists head on, that bastard had called him a bitch and he WOULD NOT let that stand. Sharkface let out a war like cry as he threw his fist out and then soon that war cry turned into a blood curdling scream of pain. It felt as though every bone in his arm was SHAKING. For a moment he ALMOST believed that he was fighting a machine until he saw Locus stumble back and clutch his hand. Immediately, a grin tugged at his lips. So the "machine" is vulnerable to pain. "Hey, old man." He said before placing a foot before the other than activating his flame throwers and pushed off towards Locus. The flame throwers stopped working just at the right time and when they did, Sharkface pushed himself up into the air then placed both feet out before him. The other male had not even a moment to register what had happened, he was still focused on the 'old man' part. Then, it hit him...LITERALLY.Locus blinked and within the time he did, he felt sudden pressure put onto his chest. Then it clicked, Sharkface had kicked his feet against his chest. Then, he fell back from the blow. He growled while on the floor then looked up at the male above him. That dick. He pulled his arm back for a hit and just as he released the hit, Locus rolled to the left then kicked out a leg and swiped it across Sharkface's feet causing him to fall to the ground. Within the blink of an eye, Locus had lunged his body on top of the other males and ready started to deal blow after blow. The little bitch couldn't do anything more than lie there and take it all. Good, he hope he fucking learned his place. Trying to get the better of Locus with that sloppy kick he did. He grinned as he saw the machine fall to the ground with a satisfying thump. He was SUPPOSED TO STAY DOWN THOUGH! So when Locus kicked Sharkface's feet out from under him, he was mind fucked practically. Then the hits came. One after the other...and the other. At one point, his nose broke and a tooth popped out hitting Locus' helmet with a clink. Fuck, Fuck. He was mad...ENRAGED but BEATEN...throwing his arms up in defense, he turned his face away. "FINE FINE STOP STOP I..YO-" Locus felt one last blow before he could finished talking and it knocked him out cold. Locus stood and shook his arms out. All across the room he could hear the computer system. "W-WINNER FFFOR H---HAND TO HAND...L-LOCUS!"