their RC controllers and arm computers. They began to switch their clarks to a three dimensional view from the robots eyes. Lucy knew the arm gestures well. Lucy took in the competition. The opposite robot had small tracks for feet and was dressed up in black, human style plate armor. Their teenage opponents where wearing awkward cardboard visors. It doesn't look like they are wearing clarks. This should be quick, Lucy thought. Marksman began to twitch and turn in its small circle painted on the floor. It stretched its arms and flexed its waist and shoulders. After a minute, Black Knight began to twitch in a meaningful way. The humans controlling Black Knight both gave a thumbs up. The enemy cyborg slowly reached for a spiked ball and chain hung from its metal belt. Once it had grabbed the mace, it began swinging it back and forth. Lucy scanned the exits for cops. Nothing so far. She spotted Kento in the guest area. He saw her looking and waved.
Lucy looked to Mark and Joe and they gave her the thumbs up. Lucy repeated the gesture for the judges at the table nearby. The announcer counted from three and a whistle blasted. The robots rolled toward each other. The enemy cyborg turned and sped away. Marksman gave chase. The guys directed Marksman to chase Black Knight around the ring for a whole minute as the audience booed. Black Knight managed to stay just out of range. Lucy didn't understand the Knight's strategy. I can't tell if they are trying to run out the clock or they're doing a rope a dope. Lucy thought about the old Mohammad Ali trick and if it would work with cyborgs. If they think Mark and Joe will get tired, they didn't study the guys enough. They don't get tired, not of this. When Team A finally cornered Black Knight in front of a large pit in the floor. It swung its mace wildly. The lighter, less armored Marksman easily dodged its awkward attacks. Mark and Joe leaned their RC controllers left and right. Mark was controlling the lesser waist and shoulder shifting while Joe rapidly turned Marksman from track to track, weaving left to right. Then Marksman grabbed hold of Black Knight's mace hand and it was all over. While grappling with Black Knight, Mark's hand released the joystick on his controller. His hand slipped past the joysticks and clicked an awkward button on its edge. Marksman's arms locked the enemy cyborg's arms in place as it writhed. The new doors on Marksman's chest plate opened up and a second set of smaller arms reached out. They quickly wedged open a crack in the knights plate armor. The small arms retracted, pulling out a red foam ball, disabling the Black Knight. "He has his heart he's got the heart." The announcer yelled. Everyone screamed and jumped. Mark quickly reached up and flicked the switch on his controller again, and the smaller arms went slack and began to slowly retract. Marksman's larger arms released the idle Knight and Marksman pushed it into the gaping whole. The screaming was so loud Lucy's ears hurt. She started screaming too. How can they arrest us now, Lucy thought, there will be a riot. Mark and Joe gave each other a high five. "What an unusual cyborg. Four arms, folks I tell you now we've seen it all!" Rick seemed to be loving it. Lucy ran over and hugged the guys. They jumped up and down in unison. Lucy looked up at Joe.
"Oh wait, I'm receiving a letter from the judges. Man I hope they rule that was legal, because it was great." A slim young woman handed the announcer an envelope. Rick read the piece of paper to himself his face began turning down. The audience quickly hushed, as if on cue. He walked down to team A's circle. "Well apparently the judges think there was an oversight in the wording of the arm regulation, it looks like the extra arms will have to be taken off." The audience sighed. The morose announcer put his hand on Mark's shoulder. Suddenly he turned to Joe and Lucy. "But this victory stands!" The crowd went wild. He had played their emotions like a harp.
Lucy looked to Mark and Joe and they gave her the thumbs up. Lucy repeated the gesture for the judges at the table nearby. The announcer counted from three and a whistle blasted. The robots rolled toward each other. The enemy cyborg turned and sped away. Marksman gave chase. The guys directed Marksman to chase Black Knight around the ring for a whole minute as the audience booed. Black Knight managed to stay just out of range. Lucy didn't understand the Knight's strategy. I can't tell if they are trying to run out the clock or they're doing a rope a dope. Lucy thought about the old Mohammad Ali trick and if it would work with cyborgs. If they think Mark and Joe will get tired, they didn't study the guys enough. They don't get tired, not of this. When Team A finally cornered Black Knight in front of a large pit in the floor. It swung its mace wildly. The lighter, less armored Marksman easily dodged its awkward attacks. Mark and Joe leaned their RC controllers left and right. Mark was controlling the lesser waist and shoulder shifting while Joe rapidly turned Marksman from track to track, weaving left to right. Then Marksman grabbed hold of Black Knight's mace hand and it was all over. While grappling with Black Knight, Mark's hand released the joystick on his controller. His hand slipped past the joysticks and clicked an awkward button on its edge. Marksman's arms locked the enemy cyborg's arms in place as it writhed. The new doors on Marksman's chest plate opened up and a second set of smaller arms reached out. They quickly wedged open a crack in the knights plate armor. The small arms retracted, pulling out a red foam ball, disabling the Black Knight. "He has his heart he's got the heart." The announcer yelled. Everyone screamed and jumped. Mark quickly reached up and flicked the switch on his controller again, and the smaller arms went slack and began to slowly retract. Marksman's larger arms released the idle Knight and Marksman pushed it into the gaping whole. The screaming was so loud Lucy's ears hurt. She started screaming too. How can they arrest us now, Lucy thought, there will be a riot. Mark and Joe gave each other a high five. "What an unusual cyborg. Four arms, folks I tell you now we've seen it all!" Rick seemed to be loving it. Lucy ran over and hugged the guys. They jumped up and down in unison. Lucy looked up at Joe.
"Oh wait, I'm receiving a letter from the judges. Man I hope they rule that was legal, because it was great." A slim young woman handed the announcer an envelope. Rick read the piece of paper to himself his face began turning down. The audience quickly hushed, as if on cue. He walked down to team A's circle. "Well apparently the judges think there was an oversight in the wording of the arm regulation, it looks like the extra arms will have to be taken off." The audience sighed. The morose announcer put his hand on Mark's shoulder. Suddenly he turned to Joe and Lucy. "But this victory stands!" The crowd went wild. He had played their emotions like a harp.
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