BATTLIN Bab-BOTS By Jake Edwards [aka Phillippe] [from the Scifi Novel,,,"The MBA"] Update: 16/12/1997 to misc3 [Setting........ ----------------------------- The battle dress for Jacob and Joseph's Babes was simple and sweet, and included strap on steletto's with spiked heels, nails at a maximum of three inches from the base, dental appliances with a maximum of four two inch incisors. Each would wear a sleeveless dress a maximum of six inches above the knees and a minimum of four, g-string and a break proof-tie bound about each Babe's waist, tying them together a minimum of two feet and a maximum of three. The battle zone was an area approximately 25 feet in diameter composed of a clear rubber like material, that was suspended above a lighted floor. The zone itself was set approximately five feet below the main viewing floor. Meg was the first to drop down into the zone, her long black tresses flopped up then down along with the material of her brief white pleated combat garb. Billy-Jean then entered from Joe's side, shooting a defiant gaze into his eyes prior to dropping down into the zone. ......I trust you'll enjoy the show,...JOE.. Both combatants reported to the center of the zone, and locked their ties together. As the rules and vital statistics of each combatant where read out and flashed on the both the floor scan and Three-D imager above the zone, the Babes got into combat position. ."ONE.....NO eye gouging...take maximum tie length for contest",. ....each babe shuffled carefully back till the maximum three foot length of the tie was reached, the sharpened heels of their strap on stilettos scratching the clear rubber-like surface............. "TWO......NO weapons.....take clench",............the right hand of each babe reached over the left shoulder of the other grabbing a tuft of the opponents hair, while the left hands where placed in a low position near the others waist area. "THREE...NO time limit.....READY",......right hands pressed foreheads together as sharpened nails began to dig into the enemy's scalp. "FOUR.....FROM A COUNT OF FIVE".......fangs glistened in the glow of the floor lighting ..."FOUR"........the lighting in the view area came down as the opponents hissed and spat at each other....."THREE"........a lubricating water/oil spray pulsed from six corners of the zone......."TWO"....the artificial hatred from each Babe flowed into the other's eyes "ONE"........................FIGHT On queue both combatants clenched and twirled about on their four inch spikes, tearing at the opposing flesh and cloth with three inch nails, while fangs ripped away at face,neck and shoulders. They took turns ramming and tossing the other against the five foot walls of the zone, while intermittently trying to trip and fall on the other with a leg hook or ankle sweep. ........with Meg's fang's stuck in her shoulder, Billy rammed her own back against the wall, slamming Meg's head into the wall and at the same instant looped and locked her legs behind her dark haired rival. The two angry cats now tousled back and forth about the 45 degree incline of the wall, taking turns slamming the others head against the wall while spattering the entire zone with bloody clumps of hair, mingled with shreds of cloth and bits of flesh. After 20 minutes of this upright combat the score timer began ticking, as the angry limb locked ball fell to and rotated across the floor. Each second the opponent's back was pressed against the floor was a point for the other. The walls now moved up to the 90 degree position, to prevent the fighting ball from rolling into the viewing area. The first 10 minutes of the ground battle was a frenzied roll about, as their combined mass pounded the floor and wall of the zone. Their bloody entwined legs were speckled with tiny scratches and holes from the spikes at the ends of their legs. Fangs were firmly entrenched in the other's shoulder, while bloodied nails dug into hair and cloth.. As they rolled end over end and from side to side, the last remaining bits of cloth rolled off their bodies and matted the floor. Both Babes now had their right legs firmly wrapped about the others waist while the left was strapped behind the opposing rear, allowing the combatants to rotate end over end one second then from side to side the next, like a spinning out of control gyro. Oil and water mixed with blood and sweat coating the rotating unrecognizable mass. The only way Joe and Tony could tell who was winning was from the numbers flashing on the holographic score board above the battle zone. Then as quickly as it started, the battle ended.....Billy kicked her legs out and apart, breaking part of Meg's leg lock on her and while pinning her head between the wall and floor, her fangs found their mark as she ripped the bloodied control tab from below Meg's right ear lobe. Meg's wet nude form gyrated and screamed in agony under Billy's bloody embrace. ........................................... Billy rolled off the torn glistening Babe-bot,...and with bloodied and broken fingers undid the tie and then the stiletto straps, pulling each shoe off and defiantly throwing each at the wall area below Joe's seat. With a vengeful gaze locked on her portege she walked towards Joe then leaped the five foot wall landing directly in front of Joe It was then that Joe saw the damage he had done to his artificial love and confidant,.as Billy slowly rotated about on her bloodied swollen feet Joe could see.........her swollen face was etched with scratches and streaked with blood and hair, both blond and black, the right side of her neck and face was littered with tiny red holes from Meg's fangs, her long beautiful nails were now mostly cracked and broken, as they hung from the ends of broken fingers. Her artificial body was now a bruised and torn form,....shreds of flesh hung from her back, her left breast was torn open, the right had its nipple ripped away,..... Billy stopped rotating directly between Joe's knees, spread open his legs, gazed down at the gap between Joe's legs, sucked in her cheeks then blew Meg's blood soaked control tab onto Bill's bulge. ........"There Billy, a token, from another battle won for our glorious kingdom"........