Todbot's weapon was people.
True story. He had...people. As his weapon. Two of them. One of them was called Dave, and he was a rather large man of around 6'2'' and 240lbs. He could easily blow up a truck with a single glance, but didn't particularly feel like it today. The other was called Jelena. She was from Mother Russia, and enjoyed occasional work in the gulags and such. She spoke fluent Russian, obviously, but no English at all and this was presenting a problem for todbot.
His first instinct had been to kill both, but Minio had given him an instant electric shock and said "you can't kill your weapons, fool!" while laughing and gently assaulting Commodore with her tail. Which was covered in BARBED WIRE.
In any case, todbot pondered. He asked Dave to sit down, and he did. Interesting. He asked Dave to dance like a chicken, and he did. Oh, OK, so they can do what I want. That makes sense, thought Todbot. He turned to Jelena and asked her to sit down. "Eh?" she said, and todbot shook his head.
todbot looked around and saw a building that might hold something...useful for him across the street. It was a long shot, but worth a try given the "weapons" he had been given.
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BrilliantBondageBriantime was having a lot of fun with his acid gun. As he walked, he casually melted streets by firing all over the place. The smell of burnt, destroyed asphalt wafted through his nostrils and he was beginning to love it. He next began to fire at a skyscraper next to him, the acid burning through the objects on the ground floor and the foundations of the building itself, causing to to shake. Minio shocked him. "Don't destroy my city unncessarily!" she meowed angrily, causing her tail to wag from side to side with more force. Comm gasped in pain and she said "STOP YOUR WHINING!"
Bond'sBrokenBongo time took the warning, however, and stopped destroying the place. He clutched his acid launcher to his chest as he mercilessly advanced through the city. He fired at the slightest movement, but not wontonly. However, there were still birds and the occasional rat in this city so he was still firing quite a lot.
As he walked over a piece of unmelted street, however, he slipped and fell on a banana peel...placed there by Dowolf and his banana peel launcher!
The identity of the culprit was the least of BoningBeyonceBodaciouslytime's worries, however, as he had accidentally pulled the trigger of his acid gun as he had fallen. The acid flew in a wide arc into the sky, melting a couple of floors of the nearest buildings and causing general destruction. A good deal of it, though, was headed back to THA STREETZ from whence it came. BoredBolivianBreakdancertime saw the acid stop its ascent and begin to fall, and he quickly got up to run out of its path. He got up and began to run, stumbling on the wreckage he, himself, had caused.
He was almost there. Almost...there... but no. Another banana peel landed in front of him, mere inches in front of him. There was no way to avoid it - his reactions simply weren't quick enough. He slipped again and fell head over heels, breaking his neck on the concrete and expiring. His fall, funnily enough, was ALMOST enough to take him out of the range of the acid that hit the ground with melty force. Almost, but not quite. He had done a somersault when he fell, like this:
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