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Description
Outside of SpkeMek attachment.-

Early Orc Illustration of the SpkeMek attachment (Sizes may vary)

Height (Outside of SpkeMek attachment) - 9'3"
Height (Within SpkeMek attachmithin SpkeMek attachment) - 60.4 Meters
Equipment
When not attached to his personal SpkeMek, this Pilot is equipped with his trademark scrap armor. Which comes equipped with the following.
5mm Repeating heat-cannon*1
Anti-personal/Armor flamethrower*1
Power Claw*1
CHB (Chained Heat Blade)*1
Spiky Bits - *Plenty
Telekinetic Rage Adapter*1
SpkeMek Attachment. -
Anti-Ship/Suit Heat Cannon.*1
Anti-Ship Lobba Gun.*1
Anti-Suit Lobba Gun*2
"Baklest" Anti-Ship Rokeit launchers*3 stands
"Hekfire" Anti-Suit Rokeit launcher* 4 pods
Anti-Personnel/Armor 5mm Turret*1
Anti-Ship/Suit Heatclaw /w CHB attachment*1
Rage telekinetic generator* 1
Rage rune adapters/conductors*56
Da Mek Ace! 's mechanical motors roared and whined loudly, and the Ace's violent roar followed the screams of the motors that power his crude armor. " 't em Come!" The Ace challenged, aiming the 5mm heat cannon down the expanse of mainstreet.
Da Mek Ace! would have rewarded the hunter's attack with a swipe of his powerclaw. Catching the sight of the other two hunters the Ace would raise his gun arm in preparation, mechanical motors would whine and roar as a result of this action.
Da Mek Ace! 's crude gunarm would explode with sound as the heavy weapon unleashed a fury of molten munition t-words the pair of hunters.
's gunarm would click once, and the crude gears would change the firing mode to the flamethrower attached to the bottom of the 5mm barrel, unleashing a wall of fire to the smoker's tongue.
Da Mek Ace! arcs his arm, bringing the spewing flamethrower to bare to the second hunter's path.
Da Mek Ace! brought his gunarm to point down at the approaching zombies and a wall of flame would lap forward at the ones on Mousand's right flank
Da Mek Ace! "If ya wanna run den run!" Ace roared back to his comrade, and continued to combat the zombies with powerclaw and flamethrower.
Da Mek Ace! "Woteva!" Ace roared back to his comrade, stepping and crushing the uzi under his massive weight.
Da Mek Ace! 's metal frame crashed though the center of the bar in the traditional Orcish manner, leaving a trail of turned over tables and spilled drinks leading to the bar counter. "Oi!" The motor attached to Ace's exosuit belched black smoke as the Ace looked up and down the abused bar counter. " 'eres da drinks at?!"
Da Mek Ace! "Ya meen teef?" Ace peered over the bar at the much smaller Motoko, who could be described as an extremely distance cousin to the Orc. "Aye I got plenta of teef!"
Da Mek Ace! reacted to the change and the threat of teef robbery in traditional Orcish. Roaring loudly and sending globs of spittle onto the face of the MS girl. "Squig juice! Den we'll talk aboot teef!"