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(Thats breaks so many laws I almost don't know where to begin... The average human brain can't even conceive a boxer's jab coming at them before its hit and even with enhanced reflexes you're saying you could see the kickback of the rifle before the bullet struck you. Given speed differentials the light would've reached your eyes mere milliseconds before the bullet did. Not even taking into account the fact that the message had to travel down nerve endings at the back of your eyes into your brain (a process which must take a certain amount of time) then your brain processed the information and moved your entire body out of the way of a center mass shot (one which requires slightly more than a half a bodies width movement in every direction minimum) just because you can run at 30mph?

I... can't believe you forced me to read that post.)

(That's cool. I'm not talking anymore. This is in the judges hands. The last thing I want is to dig some sort of hole for myself.)

((May I post then? While you all are busy and all.))

"Grenade, tape, knife, NOW!"

Aiolos face was flushed with adreneline. He looked at the control panel, with it's pretty lights, dials, knobs and what now. He looked to the window overlooking the pipe, it went straight from where the control hub was, it also happened to go across the road, raised so cars could get through. Aiolos feverishly turned all the knobs and switched all the switches, anything that looked like it controlled pressure, and he put them all to red. Alarms went off, the lighting inside turned crimson, there was a sound that resembled a tea kettle with it's water at full boil. Pressure meters exploded, leaving shattered pieces of glass on the panel.

Warning... Unstable pressure. a robotic lady's voice echoed through the room.

The musican had no time to wait for his friend for the grenade, and he took out his tritanium C flute from his leg holster and smashed it through the window that overlooked the pipe. He took out five knives with his left hand and threw them to the pipe, he got in his playing stance. He played a tremelo, the machine gun staccato made the knives dive down into the pipe where it was raised above the road. they were in a crooked line, roughly near one another. Aiolos pounded each knife with a staccato, making each stab bigger.

A decent rupture plus higher pressure than Durem already had... Would equal a flood beyond comparable proportions.

The rupture increased in size as the water pressure fired out the knives and began to make the holes the blades made even larger, ripping the metal, the line of stabs would increase in size and expand into one large cut. Soon a torrent of junk, feeces, urine, and the occasional fish would come down on the road, and into the car.

Their windshield IS broken.

((judge rule, dodge is good, lets go))

((Ah, right. The road's underneath it. I'll edit it a little for the knives to go to the side pipe.))

((Ah... I'll just keep it the way it is now, I'll take care of the structure collapsing and stuff next post.))

((can we respond or is skyth going to do stuff?))

Seeing the real s**t storm that was on the horizon Tokai immediately pulled the car into reverse. The car whined and there was a shredding sound as the car started to speed backwards, this car is truly and utterly going to be useless soon, he thought. As the sludge wave speed towards the car Tokai racked his brain for a way out of this s**t, thoughts of the toxic mess that was about to engulf him flip through his brain. In a normal city this stuff would have been at best considered dirty and at worse considered a bio-hazard, but in a city like this one, populated by everything from demons to mad death robots, the best description that could be applied to this crap was brown liquid death. With the though Tokai paused for a sec and smiled; high grade robot oil dumped in the streets, flushed down alien tech experiment, hell the wast run off from the G-corp alone was good enough for what he planned. Flicking out his lighter he was panged for a second at the thought of losing it, it had always served him well, lighting in any conditions and never going out, but this was pay back.

Throwing his lighter out the broken windshield as he pull back from the brown tar it sail into the crest of the on coming of the wave. The reaction was a sight to behold. Having never actually experienced seeing fire traveled that fast Tokai couldn't help but stare as the fire flowed back like a counter wave along the slime. Just then a new thought form in his head, what happened when that hit the pipes it was coming from. Fire sludge plus pressurized pipes equaled a huge explosion of nigh epic proportions. Stopping that gas down to the floor the he began looking behind him in a effort not to hit anything. He need to get as far away from this s**t as possible, even with the car going full out he wasn't sure that he would be able to make away from this near area destroying maneuver.

((now I know I want a damn critical roll on this give me a sec))

(Well it's going to explode you. If anything ours would probably light up, consume all the flammables within the mixture, and become less substantial. Assuming we can't just outdrive it considering the distance involved since you had enough time to dodge the bullet and sports cars ability to drive backward quickly.

Luckily fire travels a lot faster than liquid under the right circumstances.)