We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)

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Apon seeing that the target was holding a sword, Tavish pulled out an almost broken wooden shield along with the Eyelander. His eyepatch began to glow green, but not as brightly as when Eyelander possessed him.

With a large smile on his face, Tavish stepped to the front of the group as if to challenge the armored person. "Heh heh, come on then. Eyelander's getting hungry."

When the red mist came forward, Tavish charged straight into it.

 

[Outisakanobody]

As EMily exited the cloud she would see the knight standing before her. At this range the mist around him seemed very eager to get at her, but it never touched her. With one hand the man removed his helm and let it drop to the ground where it was absorbed back into the mist. "I was once Berethor, knight and captain of the guards of Gondor." said the man. EMily would probably have a hard time matching the name to the face at first, because whatever she remember would not be what she saw now. Because before her was an old man with white hair and very tired looking eyes.

Tavish would be subjected to the mist's effects just the same as anyone else.

OOC: TO be clear: I'm leaving it up to you folks to post whatever you see fit about this nightmare stuff. A post about your character going through the trauma, or just one saying "They are incapacitated with fear" or something. It's whatever you want.

 

[Zepherus14]

Sophia was alarmed to see the wave of red mist wash up into a tidal wave, Sophia raised her hands up to block it, the brown liquid forming around them like the last time on the way to the bounty shop. Surprisingly the tidal wave would be slowed for a short time, but eventually overpowering her as it wouldn't be able to shield the resulting pool around her, eventually winning out, making her tumble back against the surge.

 

[Slenn]

"I remember that name. You fought with me and others. Why is it that you have such ire? The people here are claiming you've done bioterrorism on this town."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"I have no ire, Emily. I've not harmed a single soul here. That is not what I want." Berethor said before turning away from EMily. "I have come here to meet my end. And I wish to die with at least some honer and dignity. So I wish to die in battle." he continued to explain.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus staggered back a bit as the surge hit, raising her hand in front of her face on instinct. When she brought it back down, a warning flashed on her HUD: Something had entered her suit. It was too late to shut off the airways. To an outside observer, she froze for a moment, took a few steps back, and then started firing into the air seemingly at random.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

The pink-haired girl stared straight ahead, like a deer caught in the headlights. She saw the ground in front of her crumbling away, staring in horror as she watched a girl fall with the ground.

 

[Drakmorg]

Vicky attempted to dive out of the way of the cloud, but with it apparently being incredibly quick, was not able to make the entire distance. As she tried to stand back up and the smog washed over her, she immediately fell back down, screaming and clutching at her right shoulder, with her right arm going completely limp.

 

[Slenn]

"I don't understand. One does not need to die in battle for a death to be honorable. Is it me that you wish to fight? What has happened to you since we last parted?"

 

[Chungus]

While flying over the plains, the bug caught sight of a cheetah chasing after a gazelle, the sight giving the bug cause for pause. Flying in large circles, the bug watched the cheeta move, being able to do so dispite how fast it ran, and began to descend once it calculated the cheeta would catch its prey within the next few seconds.

Masking its scent so that it matched the surrounding plant life, the bug touched down on the ground some distance away from the cheeta, and opened the duffle bag, pulling out its rifle. Leaving the dufle bag for the time being, the bug began creeping up on the cheeta - who now had caught the gazelle as the bug anticipated it would, and was in the process of choking it - the bug took aim, needing to fidget with the positioning of the rifle again before holding it optimally, the bug shot the cheeta. Although not hitting it exactly where it wanted and not instantly killing the cheetah because of it, the bug still managed to hit the cheeta's center of mass.

With the cheetah falling over, the gazelle shakily rose to its feet and ran off, although the bug didn't bother chasing after it, or even trying to shoot it, instead walking up to the cheeta and delivering a dose of venom from its tail. Once it envenomated its prey, the bug walked back to retrieve its bag, feeling it was safe to do so, as it smelled no other predators nearby, and stowed its rifle away. Walking back to the now dead cheetah, who now had died the bug bit it into pieces and ate it, licking up the blood left behind on the floor once it was done.

Having done what it stopped to do, the bug flew up again, and continued on its way to its burrow, flying a bit slower now that it had few.

 

[Wackymon]

Medic stood there, his grip on the medi gun slowly fading, as he began to lift it up to his head, and began to pull the trigger.

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[HEADING=1]DIE![/HEADING]
[color=34812]SCIENCE HAS FAILED US, K͊̂̾̌̃̐͊ͯ̓͂͂ͮ̎̊̆ͦ͏̷̛̛̺̺͔̮̬͠Ȉ̵̸̵͉̼̘̤̣̹̪̤̠̙̞͇̩̥̃̏̾ͭ̄̉͌̌̃͘͠L̶̫̤͕͓̗̩͕̤̠̼ͨ̍̍́̂̄̈̄͂ͭ̎ͧͫ̀̚͡͝͡ͅĻ̸̿ͬ̄ͥ̃̋͋̚͝͏̲̲̞͓̦̺̮͎̘͖̗͓͉̭̫̱̖ ̶̸͖̠̰̠̞̖͉̜ͮ̓͑ͦ̓̍͋̾͛͢͞͞T̵̢̖̺̘̫̹̪̖̱̥̯̣͕̹̬͍̹̅̎ͣ̓͊ͣ̈́ͬ̋ͦ̈͌ͫ͆̾̈̅͘̕͝H̡͖̜͉͉͛̀͐ͪ́ͨͬͮ͛͐͗ͫ̾̌ͭ̎̎͐̚E̶̛̯̩̩̥͎͛ͥͮͦ̃̒̓ͩͦ̓ͪ̓͊̿ͅ ̨̛̝̮͈̦̭̖̺ͩ͆ͭ̃ͫ͘͞͠S̛̩̬̝̮̙̖̝̳̄ͬ̿̋̀͜͡Ç͚͓͇̬̮̯̺̳̣̫̺͓̒̊ͮ̍ͯ̔ͬ̍̄̎̇̿ͫ͐ͫ͟͟͞I̵̵̙͔̖̘̤̞̱̱͂̅̑̌͒̏̃ͩ̊ͭ̾ͦ̐͋̂ͩ͐̍͊͢E̷̼̫̭̤̦̼̘̱̞̲̭ͧ͗͑̑ͪ͐̿ͩ̐ͭ̓̂̆N͂̋ͦ̇ͦ̎ͪͪ̽̂ͫ͗̎̄̾͑ͨ̎͂҉̴̛͚͓̟̮̗̘̩̳͔͔̭͡ͅͅͅŢ̻̩̩̠̩̳̝͍̙̘͎̙̻͎̦̽̋̀̌ͪ̓̑ͫ̋ͬ̉ͬ̈ͣ͐̍̀̕I̱̗̙̯̞͇͍̝͍͊̑́̚͘S̡̞̞͇ͬͥͪ̀̂̈́ͣ͛ͩ́͒ͫ̄́͢Ţ̸͇͚̱̼̫̝̼͙̿ͦͩ̒ͨ̉́̕Ş̡̯̺̻̥̮͚̗̓ͪ͗̆̉́͌̚̕͜͞.̴̛͎͔͍̮̠̲̯̣̭͓̼̟͕̘̹̮̪͔͗̀̑ͬ̾̃̄̈̐̓ͬ̀̚͠[[/color]

 

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Tavish only made it into the mist a few feet before he fell to his knees, dropping both the Eyelander and his shield. Before long, he was in a fetal position, his eyes both closed. If someone were close, they could hear him talking. First at almost a whisper, and eventually screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Mum, I'll get more jobs, I promise. Mum? MUM! Get up, get up! Medic! Help me! MEDIC!" He would say. Then there was a pause.

"Merasmus? I thought you were dead, what are you doin- Is that the Bombinomicon? No, get it away! NO! MY EYE!! I'M BLIND!! I'M BLIND!!!" He said. Another pause.

Then he yelled louder than he ever had since he arrived. Louder than he ever had in his entire life.

[HEADING=3]"WHY IS THE RUM GONE?!?!"[/HEADING]

 

[Outisakanobody]

Seras was writhing on the ground, screaming bloody murder and covering her eyes with her hands.

Yorick was cursing a blue streak as he banged his fists and head into the pavement over and over again.

Berethor took a deep, shuddering breath. "I do not know how long it has been for you, Emily, but I have...lived with this for a long, long time. For decades I worked to try and control this...power inside of me. But soon I realized, no matter how strong I became, it was always the same. Pulling at me. Thirsty, hungry. The screaming, Emily...[sub]you can't imagine it...so much screaming...[/sub]" he said, his voice dropping to a hoarse whisper at the end. "At first I didn't care who gave me my end. I cannot control what I have inside me. I would...be honored if you were the one to end my torment." he said as he looked at EMily, even conjuring up a grim smile.

 

[Slenn]

Something clicked inside, and somehow her heart started to race. An outside emotion built up inside her.
"Wait a minute... now I remember. You were taken by an otherworldly force." Her energy grew higher and higher. "It takes a lot for me to kill another human. The few who I have killed were most certainly evil. But you are different. You were so much a hero." The energy grew to its maximum, but something different happened this time with it. EMily forced the energy to surge into her heart.

In a bright flash of blue light that was visible from space, EMily had achieved her Photon form. She was glowing a mixture of blue and cyan, and her eyes now looking like they were emitting brightly glowing steam. Hovering above the ground, all electromagnetic quantum effects in the nearby area was accessible to her.

"I can either use this form to understand you and read your mind. Or you can fight me. The former I prefer. Are you absolutely sure you wish to combat me? Because it is not a scientist's intention to kill, but to understand."

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Maybe if you do one, you will see why the other is necessary." Berethor said as he held his sword in a neutral pose.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

After a few seconds of staring down, the pink-haired girl realised two things; this couldn't be happening, and that she may have found what she'd been looking for. The girl looked up, towards Berethor, and charged. When she got close, she would swing her bass at Berethor's chin. If the blow connected, it would hurt but not injure Berethor, and possibly knock him on his back. [color=cc6699]"Tell me what you just did!"[/color] she yelled.

 

[Slenn]

Her hands were placed on opposite sides of his head, placed an inch away from the skin. A calm warmth exuded from them, as if they repelled any evil from their own light.

She tiptoed into his mind, so-to-speak, just to take a peak at what he was dealing with.

 

[Wackymon]

Medic was standing, the stare in his eyes of terror, his body convulsing, his legs shaking, as his knees buckled, his heart beating faster than it ever would normally, boosted even further by the quick fix's übercharge.
It then stopped.
Medic fell down.
And then he was dead, the medigun still flowing under the weight of his body, as a small box, [http://wiki.teamfortress.com/w/images/6/65/Reanimator.png?t=20131122052524] like the ghostbusters storage box, fell out of his satchel.
The beam made contact with it...
And medic's corpse began to rise back up...
And medic stood up. Albeit with half his face missing.
"Vell. That worked. Somewhat." he said, obviously still parylysed by complete and utter terror.

 

[Outisakanobody]

Berethor blocked the guitar with his sword, showing despite his age he was still a fine swordsman. "I made you show me your fear." he said.

EMily would immediately notice a cacophony of angry, terrified, and generally unhappy screaming voices.

 

[Wackymon]

Medic slowly got up, and pulled out a clip for his medi-gun, eptying the syringes, and pulling out blood from all of the disabled individuals. They could note that his coat was stained yellow, now, and that his attempts at withdrawing blood was rather clumsy.

He then fell down again from asphyxiation.