Link suddenly seeing a tree topple down on him, he quickly rolled just far enough to get out of the way. He swore to himself in Hylian. This would be so much easier if he had bombs. Hearing Axton Link kept a safe distance from the creature.
We Are Our Avatars VIII: Interdimensional Jaunt. (Closed up, thanks for playing.)
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Scout watched as the beast aimed.
"Shit!"
She looked at the other folks, slinging the girl over her shoulder.
"Sorry... This might hurt."
Then she began to run as fast as she could manage, before bouncing around like a raving mad lunatic, trying her best to keep from getting hit, and maybe go a full 180.
McNinja Groaned, and worked on another tree.
"Shit!"
She looked at the other folks, slinging the girl over her shoulder.
"Sorry... This might hurt."
Then she began to run as fast as she could manage, before bouncing around like a raving mad lunatic, trying her best to keep from getting hit, and maybe go a full 180.
McNinja Groaned, and worked on another tree.
The screamer killer's roar picked up in pitch, and the heat rising from it grew in intensity, only for Miguel's swing to stop it. "Shoot! Now!" he roared, engaging the killer in close combat.
"We'll get it later!" Seras said to Amelia as she continued to sprint away still.
Axton nodded and aimed to shoot the creature with his slagging rockets.
Axton nodded and aimed to shoot the creature with his slagging rockets.
Jess sighed and relaxed further as she felt Ness hug her tighter. "Oh! Right, the meeting, yeah." She replied after Ness pulled away, having forgotten about her reason for being there for the moment. Her features standing back at attention, she started straightening her clothes as she waited for the lift to come to a stop.
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Sibylla stayed quiet and waited to see what Thrall's inquiry would come up with, trying not to draw attention to herself. Though she was well aware that it would largely amount to nothing, being a hugely standout snake monster and all.
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Sibylla stayed quiet and waited to see what Thrall's inquiry would come up with, trying not to draw attention to herself. Though she was well aware that it would largely amount to nothing, being a hugely standout snake monster and all.
The lift slowly stopped and Ness gave the catgirl one last kiss on the cheek. [color=666666] "Good luck~ ...I'll wait for you in the cafeteria." [/color] She said cheerily as the lift doors opened to reveal Wheaton's office. The jolly fat man was at his desk looking over stacks of papers, not looking up from his work just yet as the lift opened. Once Jess stepped off the platform, the doors would close and the lift would begin its descent.
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Amelia began to tremble in Seras' arms as she futilely extended one of her arms toward the rapier on the ground. As she got farther away, the sheepgirl's mind got less and less focused on the pain in her leg and more on just picking her sword back up. Her pupils were slowly dilating and her eyes were getting more intense as her trembling began to get worse.
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Amelia began to tremble in Seras' arms as she futilely extended one of her arms toward the rapier on the ground. As she got farther away, the sheepgirl's mind got less and less focused on the pain in her leg and more on just picking her sword back up. Her pupils were slowly dilating and her eyes were getting more intense as her trembling began to get worse.
The collection of missiles and paraphernalia slammed into the screamer killer, cloaking it in smoke. As it cleared, the damage became clear.
The alien blood from the screamer killer had poured out from its shattered limbs, right leg blown off by the explosions, along with its two front talons. It was collapsed, and growling lowly, its blood soaking into the ground.
Miguel was hardly any better, having been adjacent to the screamer killer. His right leg was sheared off at the knee, his left leg had lost its foot, his face was a mass of hamburger, and Mcninja's sword had managed to end up in Miguel's chest. Still Miguel held onto his weapons however. Slowly, he crawled to the screamer killer, and pulled himself into a sitting position. He slammed the hammer into the creatures head, sparking again, and crushed its skull, causing a wet thunk and an oozing of brain matter and blood. Miguel looked down, and laughed, his voice sounding strained. "Oh, now thats a story to tell, that is..." he fell back, into the pool of screamer killer and his own blood, muttering "What a story..."
OoC: @Wacky character can only do so much in a turn. Stop having your characters do everything you need them to do. Time is a limiting factor in all that. Absolutes should be something to focus on as well.
The alien blood from the screamer killer had poured out from its shattered limbs, right leg blown off by the explosions, along with its two front talons. It was collapsed, and growling lowly, its blood soaking into the ground.
Miguel was hardly any better, having been adjacent to the screamer killer. His right leg was sheared off at the knee, his left leg had lost its foot, his face was a mass of hamburger, and Mcninja's sword had managed to end up in Miguel's chest. Still Miguel held onto his weapons however. Slowly, he crawled to the screamer killer, and pulled himself into a sitting position. He slammed the hammer into the creatures head, sparking again, and crushed its skull, causing a wet thunk and an oozing of brain matter and blood. Miguel looked down, and laughed, his voice sounding strained. "Oh, now thats a story to tell, that is..." he fell back, into the pool of screamer killer and his own blood, muttering "What a story..."
OoC: @Wacky character can only do so much in a turn. Stop having your characters do everything you need them to do. Time is a limiting factor in all that. Absolutes should be something to focus on as well.
Axton jumped down from his tree and hurried over to Miguel. He wasn't his jovial self at the moment, or even very sarcastic as he watched Miguel deliver the final blow. He crouched down and looked at the mangled man, trying to assess if he had any chance of surviving. Considering he was a trained and experienced soldier, he would have and pretty good idea one was or another.
When the sounds of fighting stopped, Seras stopped running, but stayed hidden behind a larger tree.
When the sounds of fighting stopped, Seras stopped running, but stayed hidden behind a larger tree.
@Wacky: You did too much, so I'm just gonna say Scouty pelted the monster in the face.
Still being held, Amelia's trembling continued to intensify, red veins beginning to pop out of her eyes as she continued to reach for her sword. If she looked, Seras would notice the sheepgirl's eyes were wild and darting all over the place and a bit of drool was beginning to drip from her mouth.
Still being held, Amelia's trembling continued to intensify, red veins beginning to pop out of her eyes as she continued to reach for her sword. If she looked, Seras would notice the sheepgirl's eyes were wild and darting all over the place and a bit of drool was beginning to drip from her mouth.
All those looking Miguel over would realize that he was far past saving, and if someone checked his pulse, they'd realize he was actually quite dead.
"Well, hopefully he didn't live long enough to regret what he did." Axton said rather solemnly as he stared at the fresh corpse.
Seras put Amelia down and started to wonder if she was going into shock or something.
Seras put Amelia down and started to wonder if she was going into shock or something.
Seras checked to make sure the sheep girl was still breathing, then started bringing her back to the group.
Axton stood and started to walk toward the busted open doors.
Axton stood and started to walk toward the busted open doors.