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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 13, 2016 19:23:36 GMT
"I swear we can't leave you alone for five minutes without you getting naked." Huntsman mocked Amai as she took a vaguely humanoid form. Her elongated torso was writhing and slimy, wobbling all over on stumpy legs as she turned her mad gaze to the giant before her. "Lucky for you incompetents, I know exactly how to handle this." Huntsman tossed her head and gnashed her teeth. "We just need to leave and wait a few weeks. There's not enough food on this island to support something that big! Trust me, I know my nutrition, and a Hecatonchires needs a lot of it."
Jun's blade whooshed in front of Huntsman's face. Jun fixed the abomination with a deadly glare as she stood. "We are not abandoning this island. This unchecked violence will not stand." She strode towards the titanic creature with a steady gate. Cooled by Falken's assistance, she was only burning with indignation. Threatening civilians in your anger was unacceptable. "Cover me." She demanded before rushing forth, regretting her inability to effectively attack from afar, especially against something so large. She just needed to drag her blade against his foot. Her increased bleeding wasn't all that effective against things this large, but it should at least help with this many people attacking. Her lack of range wasn't her only regret when she was forced to look up in case of raining fists.
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Post by Vapovile on Oct 14, 2016 6:40:14 GMT
"Well...shit." Sid says to himself as the kickmaster was punched by the barrage of fists and sent toward the ground, only able to shift his trajectory with his boots before hitting the ground so Sid could skid across the surface rather than make a full impact. Now that the side of his left leg was scraped up slightly from the landing, Sid groans as he looks back up at the beast. "How the fuck..." He mutters to himself, seeing that the guy's entire body was covered in heads and arms that could defend himself. Slowly making his way down the beast's body, Sid finally spots a place to attack...but it wasn't going to be pretty.
Not knowing what the others were doing, Sid moves toward the leg Jun wasn't running toward, and did a front flip just as he approached the base of the beast. "Annnnnnd...hit!" Sid yells out as the kickmaster brings his right heel down in an axe kick...directly at the point of Oberman's big toe where the nail met the upper part of his toe. Sid put his entire body weight into this kick, and enhanced it with the Impact magic of his boots, hoping that the strike would dislodge the huge nail and make it stand vertically up, digging into the giant's toe muscle. If the outside skin was too strong, attack the muscle just below the nail...and perhaps soon, hit the top of the nail and make it act as a spike.
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Post by RedLenai on Oct 15, 2016 2:13:51 GMT
Derek listened to Garo's words but also from the big creature. He raised an eyebrow as he turned to see the archer, his eyes sparkled with some annoyance and despair while He stepped toward the adult. His voice sounded irritated, firmly implying that nothing would change his mind.
Listen here, old man. I'm NOT gonna run by two reasons. First! My brother is in this fucking island and I'm not gonna let him die while running away, and Second! We must stop that gigant douchebag at all cost! - The boy was very obstinate, he wouldn't leave things this bad. He had Honor, well... a bit of it. But he wasn't a coward that would let people die only to save himself... "Well... That was my real plan but not if Thommy is here". The boy turned to see the monster that was fighting agains... What? Really? That was Sid?!?! Anyway, his plan didn't seem to be very effective. Derek put on his goggles, a blue glow appeared on the crystal, he was having a better view of the events. First of all, the creature was awful. Probably everybody knew about that. But by the all reasons... Why somebody would turn into such horrible creature just to kill him? He was more human than simples witches! "It seems like the skin is tough enough so probably swords won't be the most accurate weapon for this case. The same for bullets or arrows, so we must find another way to make this gigant douchebag to fall. So... simple logical of movies! We need some ropes, extremely strong ones to bring down this giant!... We need to distract him first so probably we need... Goddammit."
While Derek was glancing up at the giant, Thomas helped Garo to sit down. The poor priest made a face of concern, observing such a catastrophe broke his heart. The place completely destroyed, the cries of despair of people... For more than that in the world had far worse situations He couldn't help but feel grieved. He wasn't one of the most experienced priests and then he did a quick prayer. After that he spoke to Garo, making sure Derek wouldn't hear him.
He is worried... not only for ourselves. For all of you too - He said, with his green eyes showing hope as the light of the sun reached them. He knew why the blonde arrogant prince wasn't listening to Garo's words, It was the feeling of responsibility, the fear of failure, the love in all creatures - He already has affection toward his bodyguards - He finished with a smile on his lips.
Well! I have a plan. We need to be very fast also we need good ropes to make that gigant fall! And then to make sure he can not move! - He said as he explained his plan. Fortunately he didn't hear Thomas's words, it would be more than embarrassing.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 17, 2016 4:21:05 GMT
-No, my bloody batteries are okay you dumb basic demon bitch.- Falken really didn’t want to get on an argument with Amai as that monster was still in front of them. -Is bloody common sense, not that you have or any kind of bloody professionalism if you started a bloody fight with your bloody co-workers.- The Infamous Mercenary hand finally got healed and he opened one of his portals to get a weapon. But it was weird, as the portal, usually small was getting larger as he struggled to drag something from inside. -In this kind of situations there is a tacit bloody rule.- He slowly brought out a large vehicle, with a large drill in the front, tank treads, 2 missile silos, 4 chainguns and a large main cannon. Finally the portal closed as it moved back, uncovering the rest of the vehicle. Falken stood over it with a graceful jump. -Eve would do the same as I’m bloody doing, kill the big thing and then worry about the bloody work.-
The Psycho Cyborg entered the Kisaragi Portable Artillery Vehicle Mark. 40 through a sliding door up top, that closed as soon as he got in. He felt the controls on his hands and smiled. He might consider this vehicle a bit of an overkill and too much for regular jobs, but this time around he might need the extra firepower. As Falken’s unofficial motto was “There is no such thing as having too many guns.” He tapped into the communications and confirmed Jun’s request for help. -I’ve your bloody back Ms. Li.- And with the press of several buttons he discharged dozen missiles and a full clip of chaingun on the creature back, hoping to distract it enough for Jun to get close. -DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE!- He howled as the weapons flashes erupted from the cannons.
Garo struggled for a bit but finally managed to take out one of his arrows from the quiver, it had a long and strong metal cable attached to it and rolled like a fishing line. -I have this, is a very strong rope made the JHWAB science team, so I suppose it might withstand whatever you are thinking of doing.- The Old Archer hand was trembling, not from fear, but from sheer exhaustion and damage.
Oberman roared upon getting hit by Sid, jumping in one leg as his nail wasn’t flipped like the Lazy Kickmaster desired, but shattered, like a pane of reinforced glass receiving an extremely strong hit. Cracks were drawn outwards from the point of impact but the nail was still sticking together, just barely, but it was doing it. The Massive Monster finally lowered his foot, making the surroundings tremble and he was just in time to receive Falken’s tank barrage standing. The missiles and bullets hit his uncovered back, but they didn’t do much, unless pissing him off counts. -TINY ANTS TRYING TO STING ME!- He bellowed with a voice so loud a mighty it made the nearby trees shiver.
-YOU STOMP ANTS- He was slowly losing a cohesive grammar, maybe it was part of the secondary effects of the transformation. But who cares about proper speech patterns when many tons of muscle are falling over you. As the creature jumped from its position, sending what little remained of the main building through the air and was aiming to land on Falken, Huntsman and Amai’s position with all feet ready to stomp them. -LIKE THIS!-
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Post by Iris on Oct 18, 2016 6:55:39 GMT
"Poor Sid, I hope he's not broken into too many pieces.~" Amai snickered to herself, her humor and attitude much more rude and uncaring than before and it only seemed to get worse as both Jun and Falken seemed to try and make her agree to their strange "selfless" morals of fighting this monster. “Mm, and someone who reeks of sin as much as you has what right to lecture me on morals?” Amai purred her words affectionately towards Falken, but the sinister heat beneath them was still there. However, she gave a sarcastic smile Huntsman’s way at her remark. “It’s a talent of mine, darling, perhaps later I’ll share with you my secrets.~” Using her hands to fluff her hair back out, Amai slowly rolled her head from side to side and listened to the sounds of the joints cracking; she’d taken this body fast, healed it faster, and tried much too quick to force it to adapt. Even brimming with as much energy as she was, Amai felt like she was bound tight within something that didn’t entirely fit, like clothing that was trying to burst at the seams. She wasn’t exactly in peak condition anymore...However, she could only snort at Falken’s remarks; using Eve against her? Now that was smart. “Hmmm...Though I disagree with everything you’ve said, I would love to see the look of disbelief on Eve’s face if she found out I helped…” Her arms were held behind her head, lackadaisical and almost too casual, as she looked to the half covered sun obscured by the raging monster’s body. She was losing her touch by being with the Wild Hunt, the old her would have never attempted a fight like this, there was too much risk.
Seeing as how the two assassins reared forward, Amai only sighed and rolled her shoulders when she dropped her arms, speaking to the strange form Huntsman had decided to take. “I’ll never understand what makes humans and the like so headstrong, it’s no wonder they die so fast. Speaking of…” Amai’s wings sprouted immediately from her back as she gave a forceful shove of them, propelling herself backwards as far as she could from the leaping monster; God it was ugly. And she’d slept with some awfully ugly people... Clicking her tongue against her teeth, Amai barely managed to escape the bounding giant and the shrapnel that was previously a building with it. She was airborne for the time being and hummed to herself as her trident appeared, no longer ablaze as it had been in her un-vesseled form. “Eve owes me.~” Giving a twirl, Amai chucked the shimmering metal as hard as she could, aiming for the nearest face’s left eye. She knew it wouldn’t do any significant damage, but it seemed a lot of distraction was going to be needed for this thing.
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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 19, 2016 0:16:15 GMT
Huntsman looked at the size of the creature falling for her and made a snap decision. That was a bad thing to have fall on her. With that thing's size it would be like a small bomb falling on her head. He could collapse a damn city block hopping around like that. Huntsman reached her head down and stuffed her legs in her mouth to do a dodge roll she didn't have to stop. She wheeled away before the abomination's feet pummeled up a massive wave of sand as high as the buildings around.
She turned around and dove through, using her camouflage ability to briefly become one with the sand, passing through as a wave of grains before she came back together, even more vermiform than before. She lashed for the giant's heel and began slurping with a sandpaper tongue. She just needed a hole. Her mouth leaked acid to speed up the process and attempt to meld with the elephantine skin.
Jun's slow feet brought her to the gigantic monster's just before he sprang away. She groaned and wheeled around. Stupid fucking thing. She ran faster this time, ideas running through her head. She already knew she couldn't really fight this thing directly. This was no time for a duel. Still, even with a new plan in mind, she couldn't deny herself a battle cry. "Dishonorable creature, I will sever your tendons and bring you to your knees!" Jun cried as she lunged to latch onto the monster's heel with sharpened arms. "That was unnecessary." The Shattered One whispered in her skull. "It made me feel better." Jun grumbled as she attempted to climb to a height where she could bury her blade in its Achilles tendon.
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Post by Vapovile on Oct 19, 2016 3:33:52 GMT
Covering his ears as the giant roared in response to his kick that only managed to shatter the guy's toenail, Sid leaps away to try and figure out what to do next. Even this these kickass boots...he still couldn't put a dent in this thing?! Wait a minute...there was something he could do, something straight out of a game Sid played as a kid! Following the trail of missiles, Sid spots Falken and skids to a stop wherever the mercenary managed to dodge towards. "Hey! Do you have any bombs? I could try to kick out one of that dude's eyes, and chuck some of those explosives inside. Unless ya got a better plan!" He quickly tells Falken, keeping an eye out to make sure Oberman wasn't about to attack them again.
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Post by RedLenai on Oct 20, 2016 0:49:35 GMT
Awesome - The blonde boy said when he took the ropes. Then he watched the old man, of course he knew that the old dude won't be able to stay for a long time, he was really injured. Then he remembered, probably one of the marbles on his pocket where the answer. He sat in the sand while searching for a white marble - Gotcha! Eat this, old man, don't worry! It doesn't have any flavor but it will help a little with your recovery. It's not fast as I want but better than anything - He said in the moment he gave it to him. Then he glanced towards Thomas, with a expression on his face telling him it wasn't about candy.
Mr. Takayama, I think you should rest a little. We can handle this with the others - The priest said has he grabbed Garo's hand in sign of trust.
Thomas, you go with Takayama to a safest place. Make sure the people in the island don't start running around here like guinea pigs, if you can help those injured people that would be nice - The prince said has he gave the order, but of course wasn't in a royalty way, is was more about to make sure his brother was going to be okay. Then he saw all the conmotion in the island... So badly a man wanted to kill him? It wasn't like he did something awful to deserve it, despite of being a brat he didn't anything worse than that. So... that was third time someone wanted him to be dead. What a lovely life - Garo, I need your intercom to make sure the others would hear me and my plan, I know we don't have the strenght to fight that thing so we must distract it until the effect is gone. Because I don't think that man is like Hulk or that form is inherited
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Post by Kuma on Oct 21, 2016 4:07:45 GMT
Falken hit the reverse as fast as he could, his vehicle was fast, powered not only by an engine moving the tank threads, but also many small booster rockets that helped him with quick dodges. -Goddammit!- The Infamous Mercenary cursed as the sandy tsunami pushed him towards the sea. The KPAV floated over the sea, but still it was a brutal bump, killing most of the tank functions. Both of the chainguns got jammed by the amount of sand that fell on them. And as he spent his missiles on the first attack his only remaining weapon was the main cannon. Luckily for Sid the main projectile was something akin to a Bomb, but if Sid planned to kick there could be some issues. -Renen right?- He asked and without awaiting for a reply. -I have a bomb, but is large RPG, if you plan to bloody kick it you have to be fast.-
-Tsk…- Garo looked away as he leaned against a tree. He was using the medicine Derek gave him, but he couldn’t fight. He felt so useless, incapable of helping in a situation that should be his speciality. But now as injured as he was he ended up being protected by the people he should be protecting. “Dammit…is this my limit?” He thought as he observed the others fight. Maybe this was the universe’s way of telling him that he should hang up the bow and retire, his body couldn’t handle getting this injured anymore he was sure that unless he got heavy duty magical help he wouldn’t be able to go into missions for months. Maybe it was time to retire…
He threw his intercom to Derek. -Just stay safe kid, I don’t get paid if you die.- The Old Archer looked down for a moment and finally added. -Good luck.-
The hulking beast of ancient myth Oberman had turned into roared in pain as Amai’s trident pierced on of his grotesque eyes, which popped like a balloon full of red water, spraying a crimson jet to the air. Still the creature worked through the pain. and with more or less dozen hands he tried to splat Amai, with dozens of claps. The wind roared around his large extremities as they moved, but it was clear he wasn’t aiming properly, maybe the sensorial overload was already catching up with him, incapable of handling, even as his mind became more like the creature he transformed into, so many eyes at the same time and all the information they brought. -ME CRUSH FORK LADY!- Still he was using many hands and covering a lot of ground so Amai was still in trouble.
He didn’t even notice the cut by Jun, mostly because his extremely thick and durable skin managed to block most of the damage, only losing a couple of layers, but really his attention was focused on Amai, incapable of using the new sets of eyes and ears properly.
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Post by Iris on Oct 21, 2016 7:17:51 GMT
Beneath the spray of scarlet blood, Amai began to feel truly, sadistically alive. Her golden hair felt sticky and heavy, coated in the dark red spray and the thick, trickling crimson lines made their way against every cure of her skin, every curve of her vicious smile. "Now THAT'S more like it. I needed that.~" Sadly, she didn't have much time to rejoice as she saw the many hands and many eyes now attempting to keep up with her. With her lips pursed, Amai made a mocking whistle and dissolved her trident into thick smoke, needing to put all of her focus in the power and precision of her wings.
Dodging was unfortunately not her strong suit when there was so much to move from and she had no room for retaliation with this thing in its massive, stupid fury. "Wait a second..." Amai thought briefly, hissing as she just barely avoided being squashed into a million pieces. Shoving her wings as tightly into her body as she could, Amai made a swift downfall, shifting herself between his fingers as best as she could, summoning her trident in the split second of downtime before the next hand made its way forward, grasping to the retreating giant's massive pinkie finger by digging the hot metal into his flesh enough to get a hold. Using the long metal for leverage, she flipped over to be on the upper side of his hand and immediately splayed her wings out, hunching forward and giving a massive push of her wings forward. Maybe, if this thing was as stupid as it was seeming, if she could just get closer to its big, ugly face...it would hit itself in its rage to get her. But with her back so exposed like this...Amai could already feel a melancholy longing for her current body. "Being ugly must be a full time job for you!~" She shouted loudly to grab his attention; hopefully she could even prove enough of a distraction to let the rest of those on the ground do something.
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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 21, 2016 16:33:04 GMT
Huntsman mumbled with irritation as she licked up only more and more skin. Useless. This thing didn't even taste good. She used the skin she integrated to form wings and pushed herself away to flop to the ground and survey the situation. Oh, wait a second... She spiraled up and spotted Sid and Jun, waving stalk eyes greedily. These pretty people were going to be very helpful.
She dove for Jun and yanked her away from the ankle of the beast, ignoring her yelp. "Leg boy, I need you with me on this. When I say go, do one of your fancy divekicks right for the back of his left knee. Got it?" Huntsman chirped into the headset that sat glued to her head. "You understand, you scaled shit? We need to drop this fucker. With his weight he won't be getting up." Huntsman snarled into Jun's ears. Jun ceased her struggles and nodded. This imbecile died next, but her plan wasn't bad. With both sides working together this may well work. "FALLLLLLLL!" Huntsman screamed, voice left behind as she ceased her upwards spiral to dive faster than the speed of sound at the back of Oberman's right knee.
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Post by Vapovile on Oct 22, 2016 22:42:35 GMT
"Yeah, Renen. I just need t-" Sid's plan is soon interrupted by Huntsman talking over the communicator, telling him to do a dive kick on the back of the giant's knee. Well...that did seem less dangerous than his plan at least, and if it worked, he could still shove an RPG into one of the thing's eye sockets! "Hold that thought cyber dude, gonna go try somethin'." Sid said to Falken as he rockets away, gaining as much speed as he could running up the path toward the colossal Oberman. The world around him seemed to blur with the sheer speed Sid was going at, infusing much of his remaining energy into his black Gainen boots to give them as much power as possible.
Leaping into the air and landing on top of a nearby building, Sid rockets off the rooftop and aims his foot directly where Huntsman suggested; the back of his left knee. Sid hoped that this monster was at least somewhat human-like in composition...or this could be like crashing feet-first into a brick wall. "Fall, you stupid oaf!" The lazy kickmaster yells as he hopefully comes into contact with the giant. Luckily, Amai seemed to be keeping his attention for the most part, so there should be little possibility of Sid being spotted at the speed he was going.
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Post by RedLenai on Oct 26, 2016 4:27:07 GMT
When Derek grabbed the com he was smiling while he was watching the others with his goggles. Such interesting plan over there...
Nah, they wouldn't pay if both Thomas and I are dead, if the kiddo taking care of you is alive, you'll still have your money - He said with a sly smile. Well he didn't know but probably both Gallerian and Chloe didn't know about that Thomas was in the island too. So better keep the boy safe as well, after all he was Chloe's favorite. He took the com as he continued looking what the other were doing. Well... interesting, that would distract the big monster but still, the needed to keep strength as well to entertain that monster until the effect (If his theory was right) casts out.
GOODMORNING VIETNAM! Ok, it's Arata, I get it. So, my beloved bodyguards I have a plan, if I'm right I don't think that monster is gonna be like that forever. SO! Garo gave me a very strong rope. You know what I mean! "What goes up, must come down"! We need to distract this douchebag and act like circus monkeys to entertain him until his mojo casts out - He said with a cheerful speech as he did a movement with his hand, indicating Thomas and Garo to move to a safest place.
The priest helped the archer to stood up, he put the arm of the man on his shoulders, fortunately that was something easy to do, they had a similar height... well, even the japanese man was still taller than him. He walked slowly to don't make the other feel more pain, they needed to move to another direction. As far as he knew, the side of the island with the Bar and the Hotel were a chaos, they needed to go near the jungle... He really wished to see some people and then just follow them, he didn't knew where to go.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 30, 2016 2:50:44 GMT
The transfigured Mr. Oberman couldn’t keep up with the barrage of attacks coming from different directions. As his eyes tried to catch the flying Amai, who looked like a small bird to his perspective his myriad of eyes also caught wind of the others actions, yet his brain (Or brains) were accustomed to such input of information and as much as he tried to do something his reflexes kicked in to react a new threat but he never reached it as he was forcibly stopped by the innate reflexes of the creature. That’s how his attack to Amai wasn’t as effective as it should and she managed to slip away. -BIRDIE!- He exclaimed as she avoided her last attack and rushed towards his many heads. -BAD BIRDIE- He howled trying to launch his fists again towards her without any luck, as when he tried the other attacks started raining down.
Jun’s Sonic Lunge was the first to impact against the monster’s right kneecap, deeply plunging her sword through the thick skin and into the even thicker muscle. A warm crimson spray was the reward she got, as blood surged like a scarlet geyser from the wound. The Transformed Businessman roared as she slowly lost his balance. Sid’s kick came next, crashing right into the back of the monster left knee.The impact echoed against the nearby forest and the power was so great, hitting a zone that was in tension, as the creature shifted its weight to that leg, that the skin was peeled back revealing muscle and sinew. For a moment it almost seemed that the elastic ligament of the knee might just bounce Sid back, but the power of the <Impact> and the heat, specially the heat, that came from the boots couldn’t be stopped. The shout of the creature was overpowered by a much louder and extremely disgusting snapping sound.
The creature ligament couldn’t take the force and snapped, the two fleshy tubes slithering into the body, like eels hiding in their underwater caves. This basically killed that leg and the monster slowly started falling backwards. This was helped by Falken, who after shouting. -GET SOME!- Activated the main cannon of his wrecked tank launching an explosive rocket powered grenade right into the creature’s torso. Like a massive and grotesque tree Mr. Oberman started falling backwards, his back would crush a large portion of the jungle behind him. But as he fell he didn’t fight it, but even pushed back, arching his back as he did until it seemed he was about to fall completely perpendicular to the ground. That’s when it happened. All the 100 arms extended towards the ground and firmly pressed the palms against it.
What to do when your legs are useless and you have 100 hands? Pull the world’s most stable handstand. The whole island trembled, with much more intensity than before, as the hands crashed against the ground. The legs, battered and injured, flailed over the creature like oversized antennas with the blood coming from the wounds dripping down. A split second after this landing, capitalizing on the enemies flying around being on his reach the monster coordinated all his hands turning all the wrists at the same time to spin around at vertiginous speeds. He spun in mid air, his massive legs working as makeshift flails, packing enough centrifugal force to push anybody at least a couple hundred feet away just by the wind raised by the massive behemoth extremely fast speed. If you got hit by one of the erratically moving extremities I guess that flying around would be the least of your problems.
-DEATH…. DEATH TO ALL.- Seemingly he was slowly returning to a more intelligent state than before, but he wasn’t accustomed to the body, maybe he would never be. The legs moved closer to Huntsman, Amai, Sid and Jun. Falken looked from the wreckage of his tank, totalled after the recoil of the shot torn off the turret. -Oh my bloody me, we’re so fucking screwed.- He whispered, then replying to Derek. -You royal fuck… we’re going to need much more bloody rope... Luckily I have some... You could start by saying please, or matching the contract money for your head, because I'm not moving a bloody finger until I see some monet.- Falken, ever the opportunist was trying to get paid even during this whole situation.
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Post by Iris on Oct 31, 2016 7:44:23 GMT
Ugh this thing was a pain in the ass! Amai wasn't tired, but with her body not cooperating as crisply as it could, it was beginning to wear on her. Without her un-vesseled form, Amai had about as much luck with this as poking a bear with a stick, she could only get it more heated til it either killed her, or lost interest... "Ladies don't like men who get so handsy, you fucking ugly freak!" Amai huffed out, her breaths laborious as she had to put all of her attention into the most precise flight she'd ever had to pull off; tucking in her wings, opening them up again, trying to utilize the severe whiplashes of wind from its meaty hands to propel herself back up...Amai hated the redundancy of this! What the fuck was everyone else doing?!
As if answering her silent, furious question, Amai heard the sudden explosions stories beneath from where she was currently fighting and for just a moment, she let herself be distracted. Thankfully, it seemed the beast was equally thrown off, both figuratively and actually. The hundreds of hands seemed to shift towards a new cause, leaving Amai with a great new room to breathe...even if that room stank of coppery, heated blood. Shifting to turn her attention towards her companions at the beach side, she put her hand over her eyes in a mock visor, letting out a cocky whistle in mock admiration, trying to play off the fact that she'd almost met another untimely loss of a vessel. "About time.~" However, Amai clipped her words short as she felt the sudden tug of an unnatural wind on her wings; unfortunately, her sheer stupor at seeing what that monstrous creature beneath was doing was enough to make her entirely vulnerable to the massive push of whirlwind force its destroyed limbs were giving. Sucked up into the push, Amai could only shout out a curse in a tongue that not many humans would understand...and she found her arrival at the beach a messy and sudden one.
The blue of the air gave way to blue of the sea, the bloodied succubus shot into the depths like a paper plane smacked out of the air...only ten times harder and ten times heavier. A loud splash showed where she'd been given the inopportune time to dip and having sucked in a breath out of surprise, Amai's salty mouth was met with even saltier sea water. Silent and in shock, Amai simply floated in the deeper water she was thrown into, before all at once, steam began to emit from her at an unnatural pace and Amai had to control herself with all her might at the humiliating dismount she was just forced to give.
Forcing her wings to disappear, the furious succubus appeared from the ocean, her curly hair forced into a wet, flattened state as she made her way quickly back to shore, still physically steaming while she spat out the mouthful of water. "Fucking..." With a piercing, enraged shriek, Amai directed her fist into the tank wreckage next to her, leaving a dent as she panted furiously . "My fucking HAIR. I'm SICK OF THIS THING." Giving it one more swift, irritated jab, Amai left the injured and poor vehicle alone as she turned her attention to the group, spitting her words in fiery flashes like the heat within her threatening to consume her new body all over again. "Say please, you fucking parasite." Directing her words to Derek, Amai pushed her bangs from her wet face, trying to reassemble her pride and joy as best as she could while her heat began to evaporate the water from her body. The only good thing that came out of this was getting to wash off the stink of that monstrous creature's blood... "I've got no way deal with that thing on a grand scale. I'm not giving up another body and I'm not putting my lips anywhere on that thing; not like it'd work anyways. It's a big dumb fuckwad of different sentience..."
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Post by Vapovile on Nov 1, 2016 11:16:58 GMT
"Hell yes!" Sid yelled in delight, hearing the satisfying sound of internal organs inside Oberman shattering under the weight of his kick. Unfortunately...he did not expect the giant to catch himself on the ground...and start spinning with those two massive legs still in the air. Still in the air, Sid didn't have enough time to get out of the way before the wind pulled him in and send the kickmaster flying off across the island and into a patch of sand, the friction caused by the impact creating several cuts on Sid's skin.
Laying face-up on the sand, Sid groans as he contemplates hopping on a ship and getting the hell out of here. But...he was so close to getting paid...might as well try to finish this mission. Reaching for his communicator, Sid began to speak. "Yeah...whatever. Anyone got ideas for how to beat this dude? I say we just throw the royal ass on a boat and get out of this place, all the mission needs is for him to stay alive." Sid continued to lay on the sand, happy to take a break while the others came up with a plan.
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Post by HungryHunter on Nov 1, 2016 23:37:50 GMT
Huntsman laughed in glee and drank the blood in midair. Jun's eyes just grew wide with shock as she was soaked head to toe. This was the worst mission. There was no worse. If there were any worse than this she had erased them from her mind. As she would do to this one. It grew worse when she was unceremoniously dropped. "Don't need you any more, so fuck off. Pompous bitch." Huntsman watched her drop and cackled until he was struck by the mighty whirling foot of the twisting giant. A few scattered chunks landed across the island. A potato sized lump landed next to Sid, rocking around screaming curses. "Stop being a coward! We'll just do that to all his arms now!"
Jun found her trip to the ground made somewhat more horizontal but no less graceful. Instead of slamming straight into the sand and breaking her neck, she was sent skipping along its surface, shattering her left arm and shoulder in an instant. Her momentum carried her beyond that, letting her twist her ankle as she tried to stop before flopping onto her face. She pushed her face up just enough to see that Oberman lived. Her job wasn't finished. "Shattered One... take over." "If we push on, we may well lose your arm." Her demonic friend warned her. She clearly wanted him to take over because he felt no pain, but actually using her pained arm was a huge risk. "Fine... I'll do this myself." She plodded to her feet and started heading back over to the scene of the chaos, newfound limp slowing her and sword practically dragging at her side.
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Post by RedLenai on Nov 4, 2016 0:28:44 GMT
Everyone began to spoke at the same time, and Derek being Derek he really didn't care about anyone but he payed attention to both Falken and Sid. He began to walk towards the direction where most of his team was. Obviously attempting to go behind Oberman and make sure the big monster wouldn't notice him. As the ground started to move by Oberman's movement, the boy ran towards the nearest building and hide there. The way Falken spoke to him only made a big smile on his lips, with an innocent voice the boy answer him.
Oh Degiraz, such a flirt!.... It was Degiraz, right? By the way, YOUR ROYAL SASSYNESS!! - The boy said with a giggle and then with almost a hysterical tone, probably being more annoying than cute. Then he spoke again - Robocop, go to the point. You want me to pay twice? Not big deal - The boy said as he look at his nails, and then he grabbed his cellphone to notify Gallerian about the agreement - By the way I hope your girlfriend knows how to break the spell she put on my brother's wound - He said with some anger on his voice as he cuts the conversation.
He ran towards another building, this one very damaged by the action of the moment. Then he took the com again and spoke directly to Sid, really offended by the words of that brat. What he was thinking about?! Being that selfish, it was hypocritical of his part but anyway! Everyone must have some moral!
Listen to me right now, Renen. You can't be a pussy about the situation around here! I'm not going to leave this fucking island, I have to meet the salesman to make the meeting with the Oberman Company, otherwise, the humans that arrived to my island would be killed by the Queen! Also that she needs my report and I'm not going to act weak around her and tell that I ran away!!! And finally, for God's sake, the price for my head as increased at the same time for Thommy! But both of us are not allowed to leave the island until our Guardians arrive here! - Derek's voice had a mixture of anger, fear, pride and concern.
In another place, Thomas managed to carry Garo to a safest place, where other people was as well. Now he was trying to make people stay calm. He felt that the situation was getting worse at the time passed by, but he wasn't able to do anything more. Treating the wounded, offering hope to kids and listening to the alarmed adults that were there. Even if he himself was very worried and scared, despite his wound that wasn't healing, his heart never wavered and he knew he was doing the right thing. It was almost like there until he received a text from Chloe... it was strange, as Derek told him, it was finally Gallerian the one who was going to pick them from the island. In the moment he read it, he almost went pale... If Chloe was traveling to the island, if the situation was still the same... They would be in problems.
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Post by Kuma on Nov 8, 2016 4:11:02 GMT
-You royal pain in the ass…- Falken smirked as he climbed out of the wreckage. -You just said the magic words.- The Infamous Mercenary opened one of his portals, the last one he would be able to open for a while and pulled the Nogami Rail Chain Gun, the weapon he used if he needed to shift into Overkill. -EVERYBODY BLOODY LISTEN!- He shouted through the commlink. -I have just a single cartridge for this beast right here.- The Psycho Cyborg raised his weapon hitting it with the metallic reinforcements of his knuckles, trying to get the creature attention. -I’m going to get the bloody thing to chase me, but don’t bother to get his bloody arms or we’ll be here for a bloody week.- Falken connected the ammo pack into the weapon and gently tapped the trigger to give the cannons a couple of tentative spins, without shooting. -If you hit the legs and it didn’t work and going for the bloody arms is out of the fucking question you need to take both out in a single strike.-
Falken kicked a piece of tank out of his way and shut the commlink for a second, glaring at Amai. -Careful were you put your bloody hands sweetheart… Or I’ll make you pay for the paint job.- He returned his focus to the monster who already noticed him and was moving forward. -I’m going to keep him busy, you bunch of bloody amateurs go for his spine, open a wound and then burn the motherfucker from the inside out… And I’m talking to you little snot-nosed prince, because magical fire would be the best.- Falken spat on the sand as he stood firmly, trying the best stance to avoid getting blown by the recoil. -Come on you pricks he has like three hundred heads he must have a shitload of nerves running down his spine, hit that and he will fall like a bloody mountain of flesh, almost as flaccid and fat as your mothers.-
The Cyborg Mercenary pointed out that weakness as he started raining dead on the creature arms using the Kin Scattering Rounds, that upon impact would increase the enemies weight, causing it not only to slow down but to put much more strain on his back. The bullets reached the frontline of arms Mr. Oberman was using to move around and as soon as the metallic spheres pierced into the arms they buckled under the increased weight, making him to land on his elbows, causing a minor tremor. His back was as exposed as it would be and Falken couldn’t keep his weapon shooting for much longer. It was now or never. -HIT HIM NOW! STOP FUCKING AROUND AND GET IT DONE!- Falken roared over the sound of his massive minigun, that surprisingly was barely perforating the tough hide of the enemy.
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Post by Iris on Nov 9, 2016 21:29:31 GMT
Amai reached to her hair with disgust as something from above seemed to be completely eviscerated, figuring it was a flock of unfortunate birds or something. Grabbing at a small chunk that she assumed was just some nasty seaweed, Amai let out a loud laugh at Falken’s comment, lowering her voice with a dangerous glare as her ruined mood brewed more and more animosity towards everyone around her. “I’d like to see you try.” However, her tone changed near the end as the slimy piece of what she assumed was seaweed turned out to be much more red….and the hair attached to it MUCH more red. “Holy shit, Huntsman?”
Her once angry tone was replaced with a laugh while she stared at the piece incredulously, squatting down while her hair shifted at the snap of a finger, representing a stylish, golden bob to allow the rest of whatever was left in her hair to fall out. “Wow!~ Seen better days, hm darling?~” Resting her cheek against a balled up fist, Amai was smiling widely as she talked to the meaty chunk, swinging it back and forth from the strands of hair still attached to it. The sight of seeing someone get significantly more fucked up than her made her unncessarily elated. “Unfortunate, we’re really fucked here, darling, I’m not strong enough to fight that and if Eve thinks I’m going to lose two bodies over this, she’s gonna owe me a kiss or two if she wants that to happen.~” Amai had been toning out Falken’s incessant talking, only sighing and letting out a “huh” as he shouted out his final line, looking towards the disgusting mass of a monster now coming right for them. “Oh for fuck’s sake.”
Sighing loudly, Amai’s wings appeared with a wet slap, flapping once as she dashed to grab the Prince giving his oh so tear jerking speech, not giving him much room to complain as she hefted him like she had earlier before, bringing them into the air with a massive push while she still clutched a piece of her teammate in her hand. “Sorry bout this, darling, but you’re still my paycheck...even though it’s entirely not worth it. Ah, ooooh..you still have one of these.” Amai chirped while spinning Huntsman around and around, looking towards the comm in Derek’s ear while she gave a Cheshire smile. “Tell Sid to get his shit together for me, okay? Tell him the plan, we’re gonna chuck you inside of that thing once we get it all nice and open. And we’ll need to do it soon, I don’t think Baby’s First Terminator over there has unlimited ammo for that thing.~”
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