✖ Dante ✖ Mission Seven: The Game
Okay, last round. I'm serious this time.
[Dante was known to be a stubborn sort of guy but he never really knew when to quit. It was probably due to a mixture of very few losses in his history and the fact he never really met people with any abilities. It was why he was leaning over a ping-pong table snatching at his paddle and putting himself into a starting position. His opponent? One of those personal trainer bots.]
Now, you better watch me closely, I'm gonna show you how this is done. This is the game point, who ever wins, wins. You got that? None of this 'please, I'd like some more' crap from you, you got it? I'll make you short circuit.
[There's a beeping from somewhere. Guess Dante brought his fellow robot to watch. The devil boy just chuckled.]
I'm cracking a joke, little guy. Calm down. Point being, watch me kick ass.
[The training bot crouched in his starting position, his speakers beginning to play a tune that made Dante chuckle.]
Let's rock!
[The feed recorded the 'battle' that lasted for quite some time. Clearly, both parties were serious about this game point but eventually, Dante did a slight slip up, the ball had been moving and would have landed against the wall had the bot not caught it with it's fast reflex's. Dante stared in shock. The game. He just lost it. ]
It didn't touch the table. It didn't touch the table. Damn it. Son of a bitch!
[Dante was known to be a stubborn sort of guy but he never really knew when to quit. It was probably due to a mixture of very few losses in his history and the fact he never really met people with any abilities. It was why he was leaning over a ping-pong table snatching at his paddle and putting himself into a starting position. His opponent? One of those personal trainer bots.]
Now, you better watch me closely, I'm gonna show you how this is done. This is the game point, who ever wins, wins. You got that? None of this 'please, I'd like some more' crap from you, you got it? I'll make you short circuit.
[There's a beeping from somewhere. Guess Dante brought his fellow robot to watch. The devil boy just chuckled.]
I'm cracking a joke, little guy. Calm down. Point being, watch me kick ass.
[The training bot crouched in his starting position, his speakers beginning to play a tune that made Dante chuckle.]
Let's rock!
[The feed recorded the 'battle' that lasted for quite some time. Clearly, both parties were serious about this game point but eventually, Dante did a slight slip up, the ball had been moving and would have landed against the wall had the bot not caught it with it's fast reflex's. Dante stared in shock. The game. He just lost it. ]
It didn't touch the table. It didn't touch the table. Damn it. Son of a bitch!