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Post by tequilamockingbird on Oct 5, 2017 23:26:06 GMT
As the two girls she'd yet to meet targeted one of the beasts, Eideara chose to fight the other. Rosalin's inane boasts and giggles hung in her ears.
"Hard to believe you've been alive AND this batsh*t for so long. A permanent blight of annoyance upon the world." Eideara spoke, as she centered herself, and sent thick vines swirling towards the beast. They gracefully grabbed the beasts legs and neck, and spun it around in midair, before slamming it into the ground with a sickening crack.
Eideara sent more vines after the Rosalin that was attacking them.
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More drones swarmed after the Rosalin targeting Mizzix, and the pile of pieces that housed Ana stayed close to Saleme.
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Post by derpyarcanine on Oct 12, 2017 20:07:32 GMT
“I expend a lot of energy. It’s important I maintain a high-calorie diet. I assume you all prefer to stay off the menu, so I eat when I can,” Sukob responded to Eideara narrowly dodging the clone’s lunge. He pivoted on his right foot, and let out a flurry of punches at her.
As Sukobe fist came into contact with her body the clone would absorb the fist into her stomach as if Sukobe was punching through liquid the body would solidify in order to trap the fists inside the body.
“You’re not the only one who thinks of a stomach every now and then” The clone said as Sukobe would feel a layer of acid coating his fists.
Sukob narrowed his eyes as he began to feel a burning sensation on his forearms. He took a step forward, his right leg now between Rosaline’s pair of legs. Using all his might, he twisted his torso trying to rid himself of his new sticky companion
Sukobe new companion would hiss before releasing itself and letting it be tossed aside by Sukobe “Oh my, what a bad boy you are” she said taking on her usual form before sticking her tongue out it would dart forward like a razor sharp blade aiming straight for Sukobes throat.
The moments between Rosaline’s exchange and her attack crawled by at a snail’s pace to the Assassin. In it he analyzes different portions of the shapeshifter’s body. She could attack from any angle. He already decided to dart toward her in a zig-zag pattern when her dagger like tongue attack began. Sukob used the claws on his right hand to deflect her tongue while his tail tried to wrap around the clone and trap her for a final blow.
As Rosaline attack was deflected the woman would wink merely toying with the large feline man “Wow you’re a bore” She said letting the tail rap around her before mouths would form over her body biting down on the tail dagger like teeth sinking into the man’s flesh.
As Rosaline attack was deflected the woman would wink merely toying with the large feline man “Wow you’re a bore” She said letting the tail rap around her before mouths would form over her body biting down on the tail dagger like teeth sinking into the man’s flesh.
Sukob winced but kept his tail’s tightened grasp around her. “Boring gets the job done,” He responded thrusting his claws toward her face in an attempt to go straight through.
Sukobe would impale the shifters clone through the brain causing it to begin to bubble and rupture “You’re like me” it moaned until it dissolved into a liquid ooze that trailed down his arm it would take weeks to get it out of his fur.
However that was what it seemed the liquid would lunge towards Sukobe mouth in a attempt to shoot down the man’s throat.
Sukob scoffed at Rosaline. “We’re effective killers,” He responded, noting it as their lone similarity. Sukob would look down at the liquid in disgust, before being taken by surprise and swallowing a full gulp of the liquid Rosaline. He immediately began spitting out the remnants in his mouth, going as far to try and force his gag reflex. “Sloppy,” he muttered to himself.
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Post by tequilamockingbird on Oct 13, 2017 22:51:25 GMT
Noticing the fight between Rosalin and Sukobe, Eideara grinned as he appeared to defeat his foe.
"Ever the guzzleguts, Whiskers! There's no problem that can't be solved by simply eating it, huh?" She cackled, sending more vines and whips towards her current foe.
Ana and Mizzix joined the assault, sending more mini explosives her way.
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Post by sorioku on Oct 15, 2017 17:35:58 GMT
As Rosaline was eaten by Sukob, she grimaced. There's no way that could've been healthy. He'd have to try a drink to purge her from him.
Raija joined with Ana and Mizzix in supporting Eideara, skirting around the battle and throwing daggers from afar, making sure to shift the angle to her blind spots. "Forgive me." She'd not wanted to kill a humanoid, but circumstances forced her.
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Post by tequilamockingbird on Jan 4, 2018 17:32:45 GMT
"Let's keep up the pace, guys! We got this!" Eideara yelled. Battle wasn't her forte, but hell, this demon needed to be slayed,and no political discussion would stop her.
Mizzix ran in, scattering more explosives around Rosalin, to keep her from transforming without being blown apart again.
Ana jumped from mechanical junk pile to mechanical junk pile, leaving enough of herself and her code behind to keep them operational, each one converging on Rosalin, others acting as physical bodyguards for the rest of the group.
"Keep your wits about you.." Ana whispered to each group member. And to those who remembered, she whispered something more. "Beware....she might be hoping to find her oldest friend. We must never let her reunite with him..."
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Post by derpyarcanine on Oct 8, 2018 19:19:41 GMT
Only a handful of Rosaline remained as the battle went on some were meeting rather grizzly fate their bodies liquefying into filthy colored ooze.
Saleme looked up silently looking at the Rosaline that remained “People like you…” he muttered his eyes glazed over his head tilted to the left.
“People like me?” The Rosalines all said in unison cocking a playful smile.
“Should be in hell” Saleme declared raising his hand up and waving it around in a circular like motion.
One of the Rosaline would suddenly frown she was impaled through the chest by an arrow she began screeching out in pain causing the ooze to begin making its way towards her. The remaining handful of Rosaline begun to liquidate becoming ooze that would they all merged into one Rosaline.
Brushing the hair from her face she smirks licking her lips and letting a moan of pleasure “This was fun but I should really be teaching you all a lesson” She said her body twisted and concerted her bones cracking as several ooze like tendrils burst from her back engulfing every member of the party that they went towards.
“I think I’ll start by taking your friends and making them one with me!” she moaned ecstatically several arrows went towards the tendrils stopping Rosaline attempt to engulf the party members although some were unsuccessful as they failed to freeze the tendrils in time.
Saleme at that time looked over Ana a tendril frozen straight in front of her “Ana I haven’t got very long like this and my ice cannot hold them off!” he shouted looking over at the party members he had failed to protect they were engulfed in a bubble of ooze. “Remember though Ana it only takes a petal and some bullets to make magic!” he shouted as the tendril that had gone for Ana turned into a petal made of ice.
Saleme knew that Ana would know what to do with it “Sorry Rosaline, you will have to get everyone next time!” he shouted before slumping to the floor. The glaze from his eyes vanishing Saleme looked up meekly “everything hurts” he muttered. |
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Post by tequilamockingbird on Oct 8, 2018 19:36:28 GMT
Ana nodded sadly. “All it takes is some metal...” she muttered, her non-corporeal hands clasping around the petal.
“Mizzix...?” She questioned.
The cyborg man bowed. “Use my body. Please.”
Ana blinked as she felt the all too familiar feeling of grief, as she must take another life to save others. “I will rebuild you, my most devout friend.”
Her body streaked with violent colours as she began to bend and twist the reality with the petal. She stretched her arms outwards, as if creating a cats cradle, and she was left with a single use portapetal. Mizzix was gone, his body now creating the portapetals shell. Ana clapped the portapetal with her hands, and twisted all of those around her and not taken by Rosalin towards her as they left existence. She was shocked at how her gardener powers were dormant, but Mizzixs pure belief in her had made her able to do this.
They all soon landed in a shadier, cooler area- some desert town alley, shaded by y’all buildings and hanging laundry.
Ana began to blink in and out of existence again. “Saleme...watch them. I’ll return soon. I just need...to rest, and mourn.”
Eideara blinked as they were all in relative safety. She blinked again when she realised how much fewer of them there were.
“Look.” She said softy. “I know we’re never all going to be the best of friends, but when you go through something like THAT-“ her eyes rested on Sukobs- “- you surely must agree that we need to trust each other. Also...I know where we are- this is Aquarius, the capital city of the Sire. It’s where we were headed. Once we get our bearings- we can head to my palace if you want to rest. You’ll notice it’s much cooler here than out in the desert. All the cool springs take care of that. Just- just PROMISE me- that you won’t ever drink nectar. Not here, not ever. They like visitors but don’t let anyone get you hooked.”
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Post by shitoku on Oct 10, 2018 2:19:07 GMT
“This was fun but I should really be teaching you all a lesson,” She said her body twisted and concerted her bones cracking as several ooze-like tendrils burst from her back engulfing every member of the party that they went towards.
Black slime began creeping up Sukob’s left leg and no matter how vigorously he shook, the leopard assassin couldn’t rid himself of the female villain. Though his youth was filled with extensive training, none of it covered situations like this. Even his lessons on controlling his fear didn’t seem to cover this. Just as Sukob’s animalistic instincts were on the verge of unearthing themselves, Saleme froze the ooze with an icy arrow which effectively halted Rosalin’s growth. A swift and decisive strike shattered the ice, freeing himself from her grasp. Relief washed over his face as he looked over at Saleme who slumped onto the ground. He nodded thanks, preferring to catch his breath then speak. ‘I hope he has a plan and isn’t speaking in jest,’ Sukob thought, looking over toward Ana and the cyborg, Mizzix.
The cyborg man bowed. “Use my body. Please.”
Ana blinked as she felt the all too familiar feeling of grief, as she must take another life to save others. “I will rebuild you, my most devout friend.”
Sukob met with Mizzix’s eyes once before the process was complete. Even though he’s been a surly cat for most of his life, even he couldn’t feign apathy at his sacrifice. Hailing from the Assassin’s League, he wasn’t used to selfless acts like that even if it came from a machine. The thought alone pulled him from the magic occurring in front of him. As they landed out of the desert, Sukob let out a small sigh. The once large group of strangers had significantly dwindled to four. He met with each of their eyes, lingering in Eideara’s gaze the longest as she addressed them.
“Look.” She said softly. “I know we’re never all going to be the best of friends, but when you go through something like THAT-“ her eyes rested on Sukobs- “- you surely must agree that we need to trust each other.
“The machine gave up his life to save us. The other machine ceased to exist shortly after…” He spoke slowly, almost trying to convince himself of the events that just occurred. “I didn’t like any of you. But you two especially,” He admitted gesturing toward Larry and Eideara. But even now, I have to put my personal emotions aside.”
Sukob fully took in his surroundings as Eideara explained their whereabouts. The capital was bustling with activity from street vendors selling nectar to Sire children running to and fro. His eyes widened, partly in anger, partly from the adrenaline. The capital of the Sire, his sworn enemy. The last time he was here, he had a band full of rogues and they ran under the cover of night. They assassinated several key figures that night, but the mission was considered a critical failure after the majority of his group was captured. If it wasn’t for the noble sacrifice of an elder member of Sukob’s tribe, even he wouldn’t have escaped the Sire that night.
He spoke through clenched teeth trying to bury the memories of nectar-runs back down. “I’ll try my best to behave, but i-“ THUD something hit Sukob in the back. As he pivoted and looked down, he noticed a child sitting on the ground.
“Dang mister, you’re like a brick wall…” The youth muttered, rubbing his head before looking up to get a better look at who he ran into.
Sukob didn’t say anything, but the glare he gave the kid was worth a thousand words. The Sire youth scrambled to his feet and ran back to his friend. Sukob looked back at the group. “Let’s get out of here.”
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Post by Zuku the Sage on Oct 17, 2018 10:47:45 GMT
Tony watched in awe as Saleme seemed to flip a switch. A powerful switch, channeling his old self for what seemed like just a few moments. This turn of events gave him an epiphany. If he could figure out a way to trigger that change, they could at the very least get some answers, some actual guidance, should it last long enough. His train of thought was soon interrupted as Rosaline's ooze started to engulf him. Sloppy, he chided himself before just as quickly as he was captured, the invasive entity was frozen. He took this opportunity to free himself as his left arm contorted and shifted into a mace flail, which he swung into the ice, causing it to shatter. Larry was next to follow suit, the ice engulfing his legs shattering with a mere flick of his wrist. Within the next few moments, Ana performed some on-the-spot magic thanks to Mizzix's sacrifice, spurring the remaining survivors to safety.
Ana began to blink in and out of existence again. “Saleme...watch them. I’ll return soon. I just need...to rest, and mourn.”
As Ana faded from their plane of existence once more, Tony's hardened expression shifted to a concerned frown. He looked down at his own hand, still in the shape of a flail. He'd spent so long isolating himself, created this body that no longer aged........ in his attempt to sate his own guilt, he'd nearly become completely machine, with no emotion.......yet, Ana, who was created originally as an imitation human, a machine, was possibly the closest to human out of any of them. She represented the best Crateva had to offer, meanwhile he started to see that he was becoming exactly what was wrong with his old home. His arm changed back to normal as Larry patted the technopath android on the back. "I know that look........ I've seen it in the mirror myself. Relax. You've done good. Don't let that bitch Rosaline mess with your head."
“Look.” She said softy. “I know we’re never all going to be the best of friends, but when you go through something like THAT-“ her eyes rested on Sukobs- “- you surely must agree that we need to trust each other.
"I don't NEED to trust any of you," Larry retorted, crossing his arms. "Let's get one thing straight. I may need to work with you to get to the bottom of this and finally stick it to Rosaline, but trust isn't gonna happen overnight just because we got all warm and fuzzy and almost died together." As he spoke these words, his gaze darted back and forth as if piecing together the environment from memory. As Eidara began to explain, it hit him. Aquarius. Mira's dream. This.........wasn't it. Not the Aquarius he knew.
"Just- just PROMISE me- that you won’t ever drink nectar. Not here, not ever. They like visitors but don’t let anyone get you hooked.”
"No promises," was his simple response. Oh, he had plans. Big plans. But first he needed to track down whoever is in charge of distribution, and then those in charge of production. But that would be later. As he shook himself free of the ensuing daydream, he noticed a small child collide with Sukobe. Once the child left to return to his friend, Larry shrugged his shoulders at Sukobe's comment. "Ya sure? You might wanna check your pockets first before moving on. Rule #1 of the desert, never trust a street urchin. They'll do anything for their next meal." His words may have come off cruel, but he spoke with wisdom. "The bump and snatch is like pickpocket 101, believe me."
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Post by derpyarcanine on Oct 19, 2018 23:49:25 GMT
Saleme didn’t speak much after the incident he felt very out of it, to be honest. He didn’t remember much of it and just knew that when they arrived somewhere knew he was missing multiple companions it was unsettling.
He got up from the floor after hearing Larry explanation. “Oh, that like in the books I have read where the fool never notices that someone bumping into him was really a pick pocket a cliché in most novels” Saleme mumbled but then realized that meant he was insulting Sukobe. “Eh, but if that was true Sukobe would have most likely never fallen for such a thing” Saleme backtracked.
Taking a look around the streets Saleme was filled with an eagerness to just run off and explore granted it probably a massive lecture of Eiderah and probably make Sukobe annoyed at him.
Hearing the advice on the Necter it was clear Eiderah was the wisest when it came to this location.
He looked over at Eiderah who was finally on her own turf and it was triggering something.
“Advice yes advice your always giving advice good advice despite not following it yourself” he blurted out before shaking his head. “I apologize I must be befuddled by intense heat not the mating kind actual kind from the sun yes” He muttered going off into a ramble.
He looked away from Eiderah pondering what had exactly caused him to blurt out such a line. Looking back over at Larry and Sukobe he was wondering if his companion had something actually stolen from him.
It was the sight of Larry that triggered the next random thing.
“Follow your advice and tell him after I maybe head over heels for an elf but you’re the one craving a shark” he mumbled looking in a certain direction it was as if he was speaking to an imaginary companion.
Saleme blinked realizing he was out of it again turning over to Eiderah and Tony this time he raised his hand meekly looking a little embarrassed.
“Umm would one of you kindly direct me to a place of rest I kinda of feel like my heads pounding” Saleme requested hoping it was just heat stroke he was suffering with.
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