Armed with his sword, speediness, and the powers of EVIL on his side, he cannot lose! Odd Eye, as sexy and suave as ever, takes on Godlike once again. With four wins under his belt, he takes on the fomer Heavy Wren. Although there aren’t many robots in Odd Eye’s world, the ones he has taken on have been simply inferior. His robotic shell can withstand a lot of abuse, but Odd Eye is a master at dishing out tons of damage. A few quick swings of his sword later, and he’ll have the robot on his metal toes, and soon after that running for his little ol' mechanical life. Evil triumphs again!
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And so, the mighty Gun Wielding, Positron Firing, Self Repairing Android is back, primed and ready to... well, actually, can androids can ever be considered "ready"? Doesn't that implies they have actual emotions or a sense of exhaustion or whatever? But that's getting into philosophy nonsense. What does matter is Wren is facing Odd Eye, who relies on big physical damage and sleep status... two things that Wren soaks up very, very well! Should he elect to use Odd Eye Beam as a loop hole, a dose of Barrier will stop that from being effective, and Wren shall go to her next match!
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Wren was waiting calmly as Odd Eye strode into the arena, hand on his sword.
A pause.
Then Wren broke down.
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"Well -that- was pointless." Chaz muttered as Lucca and Demi fixed Wren up. "How the hell did he manage to break before even fighting?"
"Who was Wren fighting, again?" Lucca asked, sparing a glance to Chaz as she pushed up her glasses.
"Odd Eye. What's that have to do with anything?" Chaz muttered.
"How many eyes does Odd Eye have?" Lucca grinned, tightening a nut. Chaz stared at Lucca, before...
"YOU MEAN HE COULDN'T HANDLE A BASIC LOGIC MISMATCH?!?"
Odd Eye: 31
Wren: 9
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