Gato Community College. (game thread)

[Knife-28]

"In the rift, shove it!"

In the previous absence of any good plans, the pulsating mystery hole seemed like a pretty good option. Free from the creature's clutches Jarrah backed up towards the rift before cupping his hands over his mouth.

"OI, OVER HERE!" The Yowie bellowed. The beast, without its sense of sight to rely on, turned towards Jarrah and charged straight at him. As it bore down on him, Jarrah suddenly wondered what advantage sending the beast into the club would be, but by the time he questioned it the plan was too far in motion for him to stop.

At the last possible moment Jarrah sprung forward, tackling the creatures leg, throwing the Goliath of balance and pitching it towards the rift.

 

[Sithmorack]

At the last possible moment Jarrah sprung forward, tackling the creatures leg, throwing the Goliath of balance and pitching it towards the rift.

"Well, then..." Jack muttered to himself as he quickly made his way over to Isaac's prone form. Leaning in close, Jack forced some of the mass in his legs into his arms, increasing his strength. He reached down and picked up Isaac "bridal" style and said "I'm glad you wanted to help but uh, I think I'm gonna keep you out of the fight for a bit."

 

[mcpop9]

Rose managed to keep open the rift as the beast toppled through the rift. That's when rose moved with incredible speed, pulling them all through the portal with great ease before coming into the real world with them, stumbling away. "Kill it.." she said and watched as the monster reverted to its normal state, the hair removing and it seeming to become weaker.

[hr]

Ohka never reappeared and the fire was absorbed into the ball, making it grow larger. With the majority of them being beaten now, they broke rank and began fleeing. Two of them however, slit their wrists open and began weilding the blood even better, a whip of blood cutting Mirabelle's makeshift weapon in half and even threatening to hurt her by mere millimeters.

[hr]

Birres looked at Sierra witha sigh of relief. "Good, you're not dead.... i didn't have any doubts that you'd win... but you can never be too careful when dealing with Demons..." he said and kneeled down, starting to use dark healing magic to tend to her wound. "Not my best trick... but it's helped keep me alive."

 

[Athol]

Alicia

"Oh that can't be good..." She muttered, as she fireballs seemed to make things worse. Noticing that the attackers were starting flee, she almost growled. They had done too much, hurt too many people to just get away. Spying Tomas, she pointed at a group that was trying to escape. "YO...DRAGON BOY...THEY DON'T GET TO LEAVE!" Further thoughts in that direction were interrupted when two of the attackers refused to run.

While one started to give Mirabelle trouble, the other, a woman about her own age, rounded on Alicia. As the 'whip' curled towards her, Alicia cloaked herself in flames as she dodged, burning up most of the...blood? Ewwww...before it hit her, though she did still receive a minor cut to her arm.

"Unlike those other cowards I won't run. I've been pushed around too long...no MORE! NOW I'LL SHOW THE WORLD WHAT I CAN DO!" The woman ranted, as she and Alicia circled each other. All this because Mommy never hugged her enough; all this death and destruction...for attention!? Pathetic. Alicia thought. She had been sore, very tired, and concerned about Ohka...but now? Now she was pissed off. "What?" The woman snapped. "Too good to talk to me? It's people like you who are what's wrong with this world. When Our Lord is brought forth, stuck up bitches like you will be fed to him first." Alicia's dad had always said the more someone talked during a fight, the bigger the asshole they generally where. Give me a fucking break...this ***** needs to go...

While the ***** kept ranting, Alicia poured as much power as she could spare into her cloak of flames, then rushed; one thing she?d learned at Gato was, those that in most cases those that used 'powers' to attack were generally shit if things got down to hand-to-hand. That notion was dashed when a hand, wrapped in blood to get through the flames, clocked her in the face.

With that the fight was on in full force. The blood mage seemed to be, unfortunately, a rather competent fighter which was more than a bit of a pain in the ass. Both fighters went back and forth, using combos of both their fight techniques and powers, to try and best the other as fast as possible. Using her flames as an impromptu armour, and throwing the occasional fireball here and there was rapidly using up what energy Alicia had left, and from the looks of things, blood loss was starting to affect the ***** as well. Now or never.

Faking to the left, she flashed a fireball from the right, blinding her opponent for a moment. In that instant of confusion, she extinguished her 'armour', and drove her right fist into the other woman's stomach as hard as she could. As soon as her fist made contact, she dumped all the energy she had left into a single fireball. "Burn *****!"

The fireball was small, the size of a tennis ball at best, but it was very hot. It flashed the other woman's clothes to fire as it bored though her abdomen and punched out though her spine. The blood mage lost control of her powers at this point, collapsing to the street screaming as her clothing burned, blood flowed from her wrist, and viscera trailed out onto the asphalt. Alicia collapsed to the street as well, staring up at the sky, barely able to move.

 

[Outcast107]

Tomas didn't get the chance to reply to either of the girls answers to his question when the cultist began to break rank. Running for their lives to escape the ensuring chaos that was happening.

"YO...DRAGON BOY...THEY DON'T GET TO LEAVE!"

He heard the fire woman shout out as he nodded. "Gotcha.." he added as he ran after them. Wondering if he should just end their lives or wound them enough so they can't escape so they can get some answers out of them for later. Deciding going with the second if possible as he starts to catch up to the fleeing group.

His claws out in the ready as the thrill of the chase began to build up inside him. Didn't think much as he leap at the first one he could, tackling her to the ground hard as he dig his claws into her legs deeply. Hearing her cry out in pain as he finish up his attack. Doing enough so she couldn't run on her own without help, which she probably wouldn't get from her co-cultist members.
With at least one down for questions, he got up quickly to continue the hunt on the remaining cultist. He starts to wonder if they even know someone was chasing them down, or if fear was just to great that they didn't notice anything.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra collected her sheath as Birres begun to heal the wound on her leg "It's a good 'trick' regardless" she said. With the demon dead her thought turned to the rest of the group. "If we're done here we should hurry back, I'm worried about the others and their 'resolve' to properly deal with those cultists." she said as she gave her sword a flick to remove the blood on the blade before sheathing it.

 

[figment of mind]

Bounding back from the cultist while still holding the lower part of the vespa, Mirabelle took a moment to think, trying to find a way past that whip. She found herself wishing that she had something to congeal or solidify blood again, dispite the fact that the circumstances still hadn't changed, and she still had nothing of the sort on her. Instead, she focused on the mqn himself and what she knew he and the blood magic were weak to...

Ah, there's a thought. Still, she'd need a moment to light it.

Taking a moment to inspect the damage to the vespa, she found what she was looking for and ripped out the feul tank. It was small, the size of a water bottle, and seemed to be slightly damaged from where part of the pipe was connected but the rest of it was fine, not leaking gas at all. Done with that, she ran forward and hurled it at the mage, who had been preparing for whatever Mira threw at him (whether he guessed the other half of the vespa is up for debate). As he dealt with that, slicing it in half, she ripped off a peice of cloth from one of the cultists she had flattened with the bus and lit it with one of the still burning remnants of Alicia's(?) flames. Stuffing it into the feul tank, she hurled it at the mage, still reorienting himself from the last attack and thus, not having seen what she did...so he lashed out and struck it with the whip.

Burning oil struck the whip and him, causing him to freak out and flail around in pain, trying to put himself out. Using that time, she ran up and grabbed one of his arms. He had little time to react, much less stop Mira from slamming her fist into his gut, causing him to double over. Finally, she brought down her fist on the back of his skull, accidentally using her full strength and opening up the back of his head as a result.

She felt immediately bad about losing control like that...not for the cultist though, more for the fact that she wouldn't be able to get any information out of him on how to stop the ball and free Ohka. Still, there were other cultists still around...best to hope that her friends weren't planning on killing them all.

 

[Knife-28]

"Kill it.."

'Easier said then done...' Jarrah though as he surveyed the club, which was now totalled after the sudden arrival of the twelve foot hell beast. Jarrah snatched up a splintered table leg and charged at the weakened beast. At the last possible moment he lept, and used his momentum to drive his makeshift shiv right into the creatures face.

 

[mcpop9]

The creature screamed out in pain as real damage was done to it, and it wasn't regenerating. Blood was pouring from its face wound as it screamed and flailed, blinded. It was screaming and roaring, it began trying to smash what was near it, supports, tables, bystanders, the air. it wasn't having a good day.

[hr]

Birres nodded and soon enough, they were standing in the middle of the street. injured and dead bystanders along with similar condition cultists were littering the place. She could see the red ball, most of her friends, minus ohka, around. The ball of red seemed to just be sitting in the air, the remaining cultists running away or trying to fight out of a corner.

 

[Athol]

Alicia

She hurt, and she felt so tired. There where sounds all around her, but her mind was fuzzy, unable to focus on the noise and understand it; and there was a smell, like burnt pork and copper...and something else...something unpleasant. Rolling her head to the left, she saw a street in chaos, small fires dotted the place, store fronts were smashed and there was rubble all over. Looking right, she gasped in fright. There was a woman, about her own age, staring blankly at the sky, blood dribbling down the sides of her mouth.

As she stared at the woman, memories that'd been glossed over by the adrenalin of combat came back. Scrambling to her feet, Alicia staggered away from the body before puking onto the street. After doing that a few times, she collapsed to her knees, alternating between screaming and crying.

[hr]

Isaac

When the creature voiced its displeasure at being stabbed in the face, it roused Isaac, and he forced himself to his feet. Seeing Jarrah through the portal and stabbing the hell out of the beast, he smiled. "C'mon you two." He said, running like a drunk man towards the portal. "I think it's best we join him."

 

[Lunar Templar]

The World around Sierra shifted and violently 'put it self back together' the way it does every time she'd crossed back over from Limbo.

The scene was not really good, injured and dead littered the streets, fortunately most her friends seem to be alive, though, Ohka was missing and Alicia seemed to be having a break down, and then there was the red orb just floating there. "... Thought so ..." she said as she started toward Alicia. A wave of uncertainty washed over the surviving cultists, Sierra smirked at the looks on the faces of the ones that focused on her. "I hope you guys have a back up plan past 'summon a big ass demon to bails us out'. Cause I just killed it dead." She announced, really just to antagonize them.

Of the ones the focused on her, only two decided it would be a great idea to attack her, shouting things like 'Blasphemer' and 'Heretic' as they shot blades of blood at her. Sierra swatted a few away with her before, literally, shooting from the hip, using the claw tip on her smaller wings as she had earlier to shoot both in the chest at once. Sierra had over estimated the power she'd need though, so not only did the shots sail clean through the cultists, killing both instantly, they continued on and totally destroyed a rather nice, new looking BMW, that some how managed to escape unscratched till them "I'm not paying for that." She said to Birrers as she started toward Alicia, as the rest of the cultists fled from her.

"Sup Pyro, you look like your not having a good day." Sierra said once she was closer to Alicia.

 

[figment of mind]

Mirabelle moved on, trying to find a cultist that she could question on how to get Ohka out of the ball. You could say that she was a one woman inquisition (guess the type, i dare you) but that wouldn't be entirely accurate. She wouldn't put you in pain for information...she would let her friends do that.

Unfortunately, it seemed like Tomas and Sierra were currently hunting them all down and killing them...save for one that was stuck on the ground, bleeding out. Seems that one of her friends had the sense to save one for...why beat around the bush, interrogation. Usually, she'd avoid calling it that or even trying to do it, as she prefered asking questions in as calm and nonthreatening voice as she could muster (that and she's never truly interrogated someone), but time was of the essence from what she could tell, so she'd have to suck it up and try. Walking over, Mira picked up the woman by the leg, letting her hang upside down, the woman's head almost a foot off the ground.

Mira looked down upon said woman and said, "Since you've survived everything we've thrown at you what with my bus, my friend's fireballs, and whatever person or thing so thoroughly crippled you, i'm going to assume you're naturally lucky. So, in that spirit, i'm going to assume you're lucky enough, or smart enough, you're choice, to be able to answer my questions and leave this encounter relatively unscathed...or at least with no more bones shattered than you came in with. Do you understand? Now then, how do i extract my friend, ALIVE mind you, from you and your friend's large ball?"

 

[Athol]

Alicia

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod." Alicia kept muttering to herself; she couldn't get the sights out of her head...she'd KILLED people, used her abilities to end another life...

"Sup Pyro, you look like you're not having a good day."

She answered Sierra's inquiry with a dry heave that sounded like she was trying to throw up her small intestine. After a minute or two of that, she looked towards Sierra...and let out a blood curdling scream. With all four limbs moving, but out of sync, she scrambled and stumbled away from the other woman, before collapsing again into hysterics.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra sighed a bit as Alicia proceeded lose her mind even further, it's wasn't an annoyed sign, but a disappointed one. She walked up to Alicia "You should probably get some rest" Sierra said as she put her free hand on Alicia's back and started to pull energy out out of her, just enough for her to pass out and nothing more.

Sierra put Alicia in a more comfortable position then the one she crumpled into, before she walked over to Mirabelle, and the cultist she was currently questioning. "What with the big red ball?" she asked before turning her gaze to the cultist, "and why are they still alive?"

 

[mcpop9]

The cultist was shaking as the smell of human defecation became apparent in the air, the person having actually shit themselves out of fear. "I don't know! i'm an acolyte! all the mages are dead!" she said, shaking and not wanting to die. "Please don't kill me! please please!" she begged, a hysterical mess.

This ofcourse was when the red ball happened to shink and slowly, ohka was revealed. she seemed fine, save for the fair her hair was now the same crimson red color as the blood, and her body was rather calm. She landed on her feet, surveying the carnage around herself. She raised her hand as if to do something, then collapsed onto the street, still breathing.

 

[figment of mind]

"What with the big red ball? And why are they still alive?"

Mirabelle turned in suprise to see Sierra, apparently back from wherever she went to. She could only guess that the threat was done on her part too, otherwise, she probably would be talking more sternly. Well, she could use a hand in the effort to get Ohka back...

"Well, the big ball of blood...apparently they were...you know what, i have no idea what they're trying to do with it. Whatever it was, it seems to have stopped in it's tracks when the other mages died. As for her-"

"I don't know! i'm an acolyte! all the mages are dead! Please don't kill me! please please!"

"Hmm, it doesn't seem like your lying...well, thank you anyways." She said before looking back at Sierra. "Well, i better explain. Ohka got out of her justifiably depressive demeanor to help fight, with the result being that she ended up jumping into the blood ball and we haven't seen her since so i'm...politely asking this girl how to shut off the ball and get her back. Unfortunately, i think me and Alicia may have killed the only two remaining mages in the group that know how to get rid of it. I assume Birres came back with you? Maybe he'll know-" Mirabelle motioned to the ball which suddenly, yet slowly, the ball began to shrink, "-how towhat is going on now?"

She looked at her hand for a second, ondering if she had done that before shaking her head at the stupidity of the idea. It was just foolish to even entertain such a thought. Still, she kept an eye on the ball, not wanting to be caught off guard by whatever new development this was. It didn't help, she was still caught off guard by the sight of Ohka falling out, apparently fine, before collapsing.

"OHKA?!" She yelled out in surprise and worry, tossing the cultist away like a ragdoll (letting her get dinged up a bit more by the pavement), and making a run for the girl. Once she got there, she lifted Ohka of the ground and asked, "Are you alright?"

 

[Outcast107]

Tomas slowly walk back to the group after his hunt of the cultist. His hands a bit bloody still as they were still dripping down his claws. Seeing the aftermath of everything as he sigh and slowly walk to the demon girl. "Some of the cultist escape my claws just for a update." He said calmly as he look over the rest of the team. "What happen to them?" Wondering why two of the girls he met earlier were down on the ground outcold.

 

[Knife-28]

The creature bellowed as Jarrah stabbed it again and again. Nerves unfamiliar to the pain cried out in agony, overloading the creature's senses. Half blind and in terrible pain, the creature stumbled, carving through the tables and chairs before bursting through the outer wall of the club and onto the street beyond.

"I JUST. WANTED. A NICE. NIGHT. OUT. WITH. MY. MATES!"

Jarrah punctuated each cry by driving his makeshift stake into the creature's face again and again, before the abuse caused the wood to splinter and snap off, burying most of the former table leg in the creature's eye. With one final, almost pitiful cry, the creature drunkenly spun and toppled backwards onto the street, throwing Jarrah off in the process.

 

[Sithmorack]

It was a weird going through the portal. Jack wasn't really sure how they ended up there in the first place. He'd have to look into it later. He needed to check up on Jarrah and the creature first.

A slow but steady clapping was heard as Jack emerged from the newly made hole in the club. Once he was outside, Jack stretched his limbs although no popping was heard. He didn't really have joints to pop so really it was to satisfy the need to fit in. He began walking towards Jarrah, completely ignoring the fact that the other members of their little group were there and said "Good work Jarrah, not only did you hurt it, but you also got us outside that insufferably bright club."

Seeing that the thing was still slightly moving and groaning in pain, Jack used some of the surrounding shadows to form restraints on the creatures limbs. Although that used up the extent of the shadows he could control in his "human form." Once he was fairly certain that the creature couldn't move, Jack looked over at Jarrah and asked "You alright? It looked like a pretty nasty fall."

 

[mcpop9]

Ohka was seemingly alright after the emergence from the warp bubble. Apart from her now blood red hair, her eyes were now red. "Hehe... Mirabelle... " she said looking at her and smiling softly. It was almost as if she hadn't seen what was going on around her or had even been here for the past bit. That's when the girl leaned in and kissed the femmebot, just a peck on the cheek. "Hehe... i've always wanted to kiss a girl." she said, not seeming drunk, but something about her had changed.

The creature itself, faded and died there on the street, the massive beating it had taken killing it as many souls could be seen visibly escaping it, seemingly freed from some cruel fate. They could see at this point, rose running around, popping into and out of portals with her blade, guiding the souls home.