Description: A RIVER OF BLOOD, a BOAT THAT IS NOT AS IT SEEMS and a WITCH. There's also two others, Zappa, some kind of possessed freak, and Dyre, a double edged man! With the unholy aura of the vessel permeating the air, all the fighters are shown the true nature of the vessel - those that have drowned in an Italian village, that of Celle Ligure! As it swims about, thrashing, it's also thrashed, as the fighters thrash each other! The pain isn't only in the aura here, though the nightmares are real! (Winner: Zappa)
This place was... unsettling. Perhaps that was why Dyre had retreated to the recesses of his mind. Even the one time pit fighter was recalcitrant to expose himself to this place more than was truly necessary. For that reason the figure that waited on the boat was Dyre, but at the same time was not Dyre. Understanding that man's mind is not even worth the bother. Red eyes gaze sullenly over the river of blood, a distinct frown marring his features, his upper lip pulled ever so slightly into a sneer.
Arms crossed over his chest, the claw tips of his gauntlets dig slightly into the skin of his arm, drawing small rivulets of his own blood. Maybe the one standing there isn't quite as alright with the sight before him as he might be letting on to his companion. In any case, Dyre is more than happy to let the angry and sullen Ulf handle this fight from the beginning.
"What do you mean they're not working?"
There's no one there he should be talking to, but his deep growly voice seems involved in conversation anyway. He's even pausing as if waiting for a response, though no communication device is visible on him at the moment. "Fan-fucking-tastic. I'd break your nose if I could, you know that?"
After a second, he throws his head back and laughs. It's not a pleasant sounding laugh either, almost verging on the point of manic. Weirdo.
t This place was great, everything looked like candy (or unsettling flesh and ghostly extoplasm wisps.) Luckily for Naerose she has a positive outlook on literally eveything, so the idea that she's just looking at candy is probably not a problem, unless you know, she tries to eat it. Seriously this place is weird. Imagine being trapped here, but for one Naerose Delphine she actually came of her own violition by sort of falling in (you can do that right?) and then getting around by trusty broom flight, yes she doesn't need any help by locusts (whatever they are, probably candy too). So there is this boat in this river of.. Coolaid. Having no where better to land, Naerose aims for the big piece of gingerbread floating in the coolaid to ask for directions.
"Hey mister," Naerose says to Dyre as she lands on the boat.
"Whats going on here, is this the ride to the umm gingerbread house? Come to think of it doesn't that houes belong to a witch? Cause I'm totally a witch." Is she for real, did really just happen on this place totally by accident?
"Dear Diary...
I have decided, Mother, to travel to America to perhaps find my love. The women of Europe, while romantic as they say, did not seem to find what they sought in me - though many a beauty caught my eye. What possibly, I wonder, may be waiting for me? Dare I say, who? I have heard many stories of the women over on that side of the world, but I wonder if I truly can please the type of women who may be lying in wait for me there...
It sounds truly frightening, doesn't it?"
No explanation, of course, would prepare for Zappa waking up in the hell-hole that is Metro City ( currently literatelly! ) and finding himself airlifting, skywards, by locusts.
Thankfully he only wakes up for a moment or two before immediately fainting again, finding the nightmare is actually a living one, and those claws are actually claws. Why him!?
It takes a few seconds for the gravelly laughter to die down. Whatever Dyre heard it amused him, enough that it might not be obvious he even heard Naerose arrive or speak to him. He looks to be well and off in his own little world. "This place reeks. Tell me if they start working again." One side of his frown twitches towards a grin.
"They have their uses."
Only then does he turn to regard Naerose over his shoulder, eyes quickly scanning over the young woman with a long drown out sigh of annoyance. "Why the hell does everyone feel the need to bother me? Beat it."
He turns and faces Naerose head on, head tilted back slightly, muscles tensed. It's a pose specifically made to get people to back off, though that should be 'get normal people to back off'. Because he's intimidating, sure, but that doesn't work on everyone.
Then something she said catches his interest. "Witch, huh? My mother was a witch you know. A word that rhymes with witch also." There's that unsettling laugh again. He doesn't look too out of place standing in a boat on a river of blood when he does that.
So this guy that Naerose tried to ask directions from totally just turned around and is all crazy talking to himself and saying stuff then laughing. So I guess he's a comedian? Naerose laughs a little nervously, because lets face it, she doesn't get the jokes, any of them.
"Wait I know this game, rhyming, okay hang on. Litch, sitch. Your mother was a sitch? Quitdch? The game on brooms, oh she must of been a star player or something." Naerose nods knowingly.
"So who'd she play for?" she asks while looking considerably less nervous, now that she's decided that Dyre's mother must be an okay type of person.
"Hey where is this boat headed anyway? And umm, where are the sweets? I think this is fake gingerbread, or really stale gingerbread."
As the boat travels down the river, or perhaps just sits in place, a swarm of locusts swoop down across the sky, over Naerose and Dyre, carrying.. something. A something that they let go not long after, whatever it is, white and tan, plummeting to the ground below and landing with a sickening splat on the far side of the boat.
It, of course, being Zappa - completely and totally unresponsive - unalive - unimpressive and most likely not important.
No movement comes from the body as well. Perhaps just another casualty?!
Dyre just stares at the witch. "You're an idiot." Well, that's not very nice, is it?
The sound of approaching locusts is enough to draw Dyre's attention up towards the sky. That was different. He watches rather passively as the locusts drop their cargo, bracing himself against the soon to be wildly rocking boat as the figure comes to a halt on their.. gingerbread raft. The shaking is enough to work the flimsily tied boat loose from its morings, sending it suddenly drifting down the river of blood.
He watches the now retreating dock with a glare of what else but annoyance. That seems to be his default emotion at this point in time. "Damn it, where's an oar?" Looking around he comes up empty. "Of course there's no oar. Just a corpse and a witch. Dyre! This is your fault!"
Of course if you though Naerose would be offended by the insult you would be wrong, she just looks confused. Did he say I was in it, an in it like the sport.. Like his mother? Oh that's a compliment. She's just startng to smile and about to thank Dyre for being such a nice guy when a loud thud draws her attention to Zappa. Ahhh.
Step one, poke it with a stuck. She pokes it with her broom stick. No response. Step two, look concerned. Step three. Point at Dyre.
"He did it." She says to no one in particular.
Dyre rolls his eyes as he moves across the boat towards the corpse laying on the other end. "If you're going to blame me for murder, try one I did do. It'll stick better. Plenty of those to choose from." He normally wouldn't admit that too freely, but when Hell is literally on Earth, there seems better secrets to keep. He strides past Naerose, resisting the urge to swing a punch as he goes by.
He prods the corpse with the toe of his boot, hmming softly as he waits for a response. Lacking one, he puts his boot more firmly against the body and attempts to give a solid shove obviously wanting to roll it over the side and into the blood river.
COMBATSYS: Dyre has started a fight here.
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Dyre 0/-------/-------|
COMBATSYS: Naerose has joined the fight here on the right meter side.
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Dyre 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Naerose
COMBATSYS: Zappa has joined the fight here in the center.
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Dyre 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|-------
Once again Dyre speaks in a language that goes over Naerose's head entirely. Somehow. Instead she cringes as he tries to shove the thing overboard and then decides to ask the question that everyone is wondering of course,
"Do you think it'll be okay?" She's already written Zappa off, but she asks anyway, even though well, Dyre hasn't been that pleasant - not that you'd know she thought that based on the discussion so far. In fact Naerose has done a splendid job of not showing even the slighest bit of concern over the way he's been treating her, instead favoring the assume he's being nice method which is probably not working out that well for her either.
"Maybe you should do mouth to mouth," She offeres.
The body, upon being poked... does nothing!?
That's not entirely true, as neither Naerose or Dyre really can see the ghost like woman that bleeds from Zappa, head and shoulder poking out from his own - but again, she is simply not there to them. While Zappa rests, her eyes, burning like they do, do not share the same sentiment. The poking draws her ire, but is ultimately harmless - to herself and the host.
Though Dyre does reveal something about himself. One that catches S-ko's attention in full. She lies in wait - perhaps he would present the opportunity himself. It cretainly comes - Dyre striding forwards, prodding the 'corpse' and then putting the boot firmly against the body, attempting to roll it off the side.
Which is when something quite abnormal happens - which is to say, completely normal.
"YOU FIRST." Speaks lips that do not move, the body suddenly convulsing, head twisting unnecessarily in degrees the it /should not/ to reveal blank eyes, rolled up, and a mouth spreading wide. Wider than it should. Why does it have sharp teeth? Why is it lunging for his /neck/. All important questions, Zappa intending to grapple his neck and then twist and roll like some sort of crocodile.
Not to thrash, but to send Dyre, and himself, more into the middle of the raft - the body of Zappa being launched a bit roughly as well from the ordeal to land flat on it's back - only to rise, legs and feet twisting opposite how they should be!
COMBATSYS: Dyre blocks Zappa's Quick Throw.
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Dyre 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|-------
Poor Dyre. At least he's quick enough that those teeth go around his arm rather than his neck. He even manages to brace himself against the impact with the floor of the boat, coming up in a roll, crouched on the balls of his feet, clawed gauntlets gripping into the deck. "Not dead. Hehe.. This might be fun afterall." His lips pull back from his teeth in an almost too feral grin. Now that got his blood pumping. Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad afterall. Well, at least until that other half demanded his time. But that would be later certainly.
Self-defense to keep from being thrown in the river or not. Dyre isn't one to take just being attacked. Well, maybe Dyre would let it slide. Ulf wasn't nearly so generous.
He quickly launches himself forward, claws streaming crimson energy as he quickly slashes at the contortionist now standing in front of him letting out a slightly feral sounding roar as he does so.
EYES WIDEN behind dark circular shades. Now -that- was weird. Naerose is pretty sure that the thing that is moving is moving wrong and was dead a moment ago. It is then attacking her best new friend whats his name.
"It's moving gross gross gross gross gross!" Naerose exclaims and then starts swtining her broom at poor Zappa. It's whack whack whack get it away get it away style broom swinging than a actual attempt to battle with the weird Zappa thing/person/thing.
COMBATSYS: Zappa blocks Naerose's Medium Strike.
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Dyre 0/-------/------=|-------\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|------=
COMBATSYS: Dyre successfully hits Zappa with I Magician.
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Dyre 0/-------/-----==|-------\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|------=
Teeth lash around Dyre's arm instead of neck, and Zappa throws himself and Dyre to the boat, Zappa rolling along with the assault and landing as noted before - "NOT DEAD." Agrees a strangely violent voice for a corpse - loud, as if there was something against Dyre in /particular/. Zappa faces away from the two, but his back bends over enough that his face, twisted so it's facing as it should be, meets them. For show, entirely.
S-ko can see them perfectly, even if Zappa doesn't face them. The disheveled face a mask, invisible, on his own, eyes glaring particularly at Dyre. Naerose is not forgotten, however. As she lashes out, broom stick in hand, an arm - a third arm!? - lashes out to stop the assault, before seemingly sliding back into the form!
"WHY ARE YOU HELPING HIM!? YOU'LL BE HIS NEXT VICTIM!" Comes a growl, S-Ko clearly not a fan of Dyre at all.
That is, of course, when Dyre makes himself known. Claws streaming such energy slash at him, the roar and impact together causing Zappa to twist around, S-ko twisting the body in such a painful way that it looks like Zappa is hurting himself more to avoid the slashes - but to no avail, dark marks tearing into him, causing blood to seep. Pattering against the ground of the ship.
With an unearthly cry, Zappa throws himself - or to be more certain S-ko throws Zappa - towards Naerose, limbs twisting over and over towards her... before a trio of ghosts appear about him! "Hey, our turn?!" "Why, I'd say so!" "I wish I had arms... or legs to stretch!" And in unison, "How about hers!!!"
If Naerose isn't able to entirely avoid it, the ghosts, burning like energy ( because they are made of it! ) will pull Naerose aways and stretch out her limbs painfully, before vanishing, appearing about Zappa!
"You just going to watch? Sunnova.." The growl from Dyre isn't directed at anyone in particular. He digs those claws once more into the deck of the boat. And in response the boat softly keens, a low pitch wailing coming from it as if the claws were actually hurting it. He stands slowly and places his hand against the side of his head. "Victim? Haha! No one's paid me to kill her, so no, she won't. You on the other hand.."
And then he's off in a flurry of motion, running at Zappa head first, arms out behind him making no effort at a defense as he launches himself into his attack. "No money for you either. But you're pissing.. me.. OFF!"
He jumps up and comes down, putting all his considerable weight behind the open claw slash going right for Zappa's back... chest? Damn contortionists. He doesn't stop moving either, once he's lashed out he's pivoting on his heel in an attempt to put some distance between himself and the crazy ghost guy.
COMBATSYS: Zappa successfully hits Naerose with Charged Combo.
-**- LUNATIC HIT!! -**-
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Dyre 0/-------/----===|=====--\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|----===
"Waaaah! GetitoffGetitoff!" Naerose cries while the ghosts ty to help her basketball game. She might thank them later. Did someone question her motives for trying to (in a moment of panic) beat up the crazy contortionist? Well, she's missed out on that while being stretched.
"Hey tell me what spa you attend so I can not go there." Meanwhile she has to take a moment to pick herself up, that actualy hurt. After careful consideration she decides to do a more careful approach.
"It's icky!" she cries, as if that was the name of her move and thrusts out her hand to proclaim with great fury that she means to well.. blast Zappa off the boat.
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Zappa with End Creation.
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Dyre 0/-------/----===|=======\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|---====
COMBATSYS: Zappa interrupts Aggressive Strike from Dyre with Konnichiwa Sanbiki no Mukade.
? Strange Hit! ?
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Dyre 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|---====
The ghosts streeetch, one grabbing both legs and two of them grabbing armss after the initial strike and - why, it works! "A Spa?" "Never heard of it!" Before they re-appear!
"Good work! You know that was pretty quick thi-" "SHUT UP." "Right away!" "Got it!"
The three ghosts poof out of existance without another word, except... one seems to hang around. Why would one hang around? It seems to curse Naerose!? Even as she shakes, it 'hangs on' incorpporeal but clearly there! "Do you think I like to be hanging onto every and any living being!?" The ghost mutters! It's not doing her harm, though...
And it gets a clear sight of Naerose throwing out her hand, energy slamming into Zappa, causing him to crash towards the ground, rolling, rolling, slamming into the edge of the boat and then... is that it!?
A razor appears above Zappa, twisting, before slamming into the ground of the boat - hard, Zappa 'biting' onto it.
That's when IT happens. With Zappa half in and out of the boat, S-ko grabs the boat as well, Zappa somehow being thrown back on. Yet the sword/razor stays in the side. A cry, a horrible cry, coming from all around them. /Below/ them. Wails of despair and anguish begin to fill the air as the boat beneath them -/thrashes/-, the solemn damned trip down the river not actually as simple as it may seem. S-ko grins - and unbeknownst to the others there - drives the razor deeper in. The craft speeds up, the anguish of the boat becoming oppressive.
Oh. But Dyre, he was still going to come after them, S-ko knew. The ghost watches and then - fling!? - A locust suddenly has its tradjectory alterned, swinging down, bumping into Dyre as he comes downwards towards Zappa, knocking his first strike out of the way -
The contortionist twists upwards, twisting all around, as energy builds up beneath him. Seeming to crawl from the ground, three single eyed demon centipedes twist upwards, spiralling around him, teeth and claws pushing and forcing Dyre away - but not as badly as normal, especially as the entire ground shifts, Zappa crashing to the side, and ground, once more!
It's a good thing Dyre's mind is already well beyond broken, or this would all be having more of an adverse affect on his psyche. As it is it seems to unsettle him, eyes wide as he goes crashing once more into the boat, eliciting a chorus of wails from the vessel. "shut up..." It's barely a whisper as he pulls himself to a standing position, well, a standing on all fours position, knees slightly bent, hands gripping the deck firmly. "Shut up."
He looks over at the pair of humans in front of him, if either of them could really be called that, if he could even be called that.
"Shut up!" His pupils dialate, vision narrowing into a tunnel focus on his opponents. "SHUT UP!"
The last howl is accompanied by a psychic wail, and effort to push the wailing voices, and more importantly the ghost possessed opponent away. The wail reaches a fevered pitch as he lets it menifest in a pure blast of energy in front of him, a crimson explosion of psychic power more akin to a shotgun blast than a concentrated attack, but no less deadly for it's unfocused nature.
There is a time for action and a time for pause a time for vengeance! And a time for making friends. Naerose is saying this to herself, kind of humming, pretty sure this is a song, maybe simon and some dood whose names starts with G.. Garfield? Simon and Garfield. She decides that the song is a good thing to keep in mind when mad spa employees (or victims) attack you on creepy gingerbread boats which are totally wrecking your mellow.
Naerose is standing there thinking all of this but also trying to decide who is worse because this other fellow, nice dood, (Dyre) is starting to make her uneasy too. She's thinking maybe he really isn't gong to help her find the way to the witches gingerbread house.
COMBATSYS: Naerose focuses on her next action.
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Dyre 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|---====
COMBATSYS: Zappa blocks Dyre's X Fortune.
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Dyre 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|--=====
Zappa is most certainly human - except for whatever the hell seems to be wrong with him, that is. Staggering back up, Zappa rests on all feet now, especially as Dyre and Naerose stay, for the moment, away from him. With a bit of scurrying like an insect, Zappa moves a bit farther away -
Which is certainly a good plan, as Dyre yells at everything and nothing to 'Shut Up'.
The psychic wail that erupts off of Dyre is certainly felt, and S-ko has ample time, before of the space between the two of them, to allow Zappa to take the blow in a /welcoming/ way - not that there is such a thing, really! Zappa's struck by the energy - but something is wrong. The energy impacts into the air behind Zappa and fades away - though Zappa visibly flinches as he is 'struck'.
It's definitely not normal.
With Dyre's assault being withstood, Zappa twists around, 'facing' both of them as he actually stands, hands at his sides - banishing the razor as well. What appears around him, flickering, massive as it is is some sort of energy based being - the entirely of it seemingly made of electricity, though it's likely impossible! .. Or is it? It flexes, Zappa swaying beneath it.
"CAN'T TAKE IT!? LOOK AROUND!" The voice exclaims, "YOU'RE NEXT!"
S-ko might just have a hatred for contracted male killers - "YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE THIS PLACE!"
COMBATSYS: Zappa focuses on his next action.
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Dyre 0/-------/-======|=======\-------\1 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|-======
The bloodlust rolling off Dyre is an almost palpable thing now. He's in some sort of rage and there should be no doubt that when the current target of his fixation goes down, if it goes down, anything else standing nearby will be next. Unless of course that something manages to pull his attention away from the ghost guy. If the others want a break that's fine, Dyre's not in the mood, his mind isn't working on that level right now. Something's taken over and he's just along for the ride.
He dashes forwards again, pounding once more into his assault, never letting up for a second. He moves in and erratic side to side, claws digging up little potions of the deck planks each time he alters course, each gash pulling a fresh wail from the vessel they stand in.
The problem about fighting backwards is it makes a whole other set of parts accessable, parts normally harder to get to. And a predator's favorite is right there.
He comes up to Zappa, and then along side him. Claws lashing out towards the tender flesh on the back of his legs, going right for the hamstrings with the singlemindedness of a hunter seeking to take down his prey.
Suddenly things seem clear, they are making sense to Naerose, like a light bulb turned on in her head. She realizes that maybe, lets just just maybe here for a moment, that the escaped spa patient is actually not the bad guy, I mean sure he's icky (really icky) but is he bad? And if he's not bad why is this other guy who was perviously referred to as nice guy being so mean to him? It doesn't make sense and so Naerose does what any heroic(ish) person would do and turns her attention to Dyre.
"Woah there buddy, we should talk this out, I'm not sure what you're doing is entirely very nice." She exclaims and tries to drag Dyre away by well the neck. She's not trying to hurt him, but in her carelessness and gripiness well, who knows accidents happen.
COMBATSYS: Zappa fails to interrupt V Hierophant from Dyre with Ochitoite Kudasai.
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Dyre 1/------=/=======|=======\=------\1 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|-======
Despite the form of Raou, Zappa's attempt at flexing, preparing isn't enough. S-ko attempts something vaguely dangerous - and it's almost no surprise when Zappa gets knocked groundwards because of it!
Zappa could understand Dyre's plight, if Zappa had not already been knocked to the floor!
With Dyre dashing forwards, claws digging in, the massive energy spirit grasps for the ground, vanishing, as the razor of energy suddenly erupts from the ground in his stead.
The issue, of course, is when the back of Zappa's legs is torn into, 'hamstrings' ripped into with the claws. The physical pain that comes from it doesn't seem to deter Zappa, though the blade suddenly vanishes, Zappa being flailed like a mace to be send away from Dyre the moment the heavy slash rips into him - the damage is /quite/ obvious.
However, "ISN'T THAT WHY YOU'RE HERE!? TO ADD A FEW BODIES?!"
"YOURS IS PERFECT!"
Says the rather beaten 'corpse' that Zappa represents. a wounded leg, how horrible... if his arms didn't suddenly twist down, almost breaking the bones, to help stand!?
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Dyre with Quick Throw.
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Dyre 1/-----==/=======|=======\=------\1 Naerose
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There's no satisfaction from a landed hit from Dyre, none at all. The enemy gets back up, and that means there's work still to be done. He alrrady turning around, readying himself for another round of bloodletting, the rivulets running off his gauntlets to spatter on the deck aren't nearly enough for him. Indeed, the bad guy here just might indeed be the rampaging hitman for hire. Actually, were they both having better days, Zappa and Dyre could discuss being out of control of their own bodies at length over coffee. As it is, neither is in the position for that.
He crouches, ready to leap, at least until he's grabbed by the neck and forcefully moved away from his target to the ground once more. And so those crimson eyes focus on Nae. Much like the rabid dog pulled off of it's target by the scruff is likely to bite the hand that did the pulling, so does the focus of Dyre's rage.
Red streamers of energy pour off the claws of his gauntlets as he spins himself around. The lashes of energy flow around him like a whirling torrent of blades as he launches in a headlong spiral right at Nae.
COMBATSYS: Dyre successfully hits Naerose with XVI Tower.
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Dyre 0/-------/---====|=======\====---\1 Naerose
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Zappa 0|-------|-======
Well that was no fun. Naerose already regrets playing 'the hero' as it were. When Dyre lashes out at her she's like woah and then she's like Egah and then she's like Uuuugh, because it hurts a lot and the spiral spinnning attack causes Naerose to back off and take a few leaping jumps away from where she was standing a moment ago and sort of use her broom to prop herself up. She adjust her shades and starts catching her breath. She's taken a lot of abuse so far.
"Eh heh, On second thought, you just do whatever you want to do. heh heh.." She tightens her grip on her broom and proceeds to do. . . nothing.
COMBATSYS: Naerose gains composure.
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It's unlikely that Zappa could - he is 'infected' with something, this much is true. However, he doesn't know, or barely understands, what is coursing through him - the actual /level/ of just how utterly tainted he has become eludes him. He is looking for a doctor, but he imagines it to be far less severe compared to what it currently is.
Leaping skywards, Zappa's arms outstretch like he's a soaring bird for a moment, before he flails about. And why!? Because something is happening. Grasping his head, Zappa writhes and lashes out at the sky as he travels across. With the anguish, it's feeding into S-ko's own feelings but is damning Zappa - it's absolutely horrible, for him!
What might be terrible is that Dyre is set upon.
Zappa seems to just be body splashing upon Dyre. This is true. Usually, however, midsections do NOT HAVE A MOUTH. Usually, also, teeth do not punch you - which is exactly what seems to be happening, With Zappa's closed mid-body mouth teeth aimed for the hitman's head!
COMBATSYS: Dyre blocks Zappa's Medium Punch.
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If Dyre were in the state of mind to find things creepy, it would find that extremely creepy. Instead, he's in a state of mind of survive and kick the everliving daylights out of everything around him, so his gauntleted hands come up to protect his tender face from the gnashing maw of Zappa's... stomach. As it is, it still slams his guard back into his face, but at least that's a hit he can endure better.
With Nae once more backing off, his full ire is back on the guy trying to eat him with his torso.
He takes a quick leap back to put a little distance between him and Zappa as his eyes seem to focus again, a little of the blood lust draining from him, a little. He lands once more in an animal crouch, glaring daggers at his opponent.
To another screaming chorus of wails, he drags his claws through the deck, sinking crimson energy into the planks. His arm continues its upward swing, claws lashing in Zappa's direction, too far away to make the hit. At least until the action is echoed by a second larger set of claws made of energy that burst from the ground directly in front of the possessed one.
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Wwwwhen your track record for interfering is as bad as Naerose's for getting involved in this fight then you might understand why she is looking mega reluctant to actually get involved again. She's pretty sure she knows who the villian is now, it's the crazy guy who hurt her worse (not Zappa) But then the victim of the spa is also pretty scary and also Naerose is apparently bleeding and not even remotely interested in getting too close to this fight. She decides to take the careful approach again and regards the happenings from back a few steps adjusting her shades and complaining.
"Man, this is nutso, all over a ginger bread house too. These people are nuts."
COMBATSYS: Naerose focuses on her next action.
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COMBATSYS: Zappa overcomes XIII Death from Dyre with Bellows Malice.
- CRAZY Hit! -
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The teeth gnash at the face, but the hand gets in the way! As Zappa gnaws, he's still pressed away, Zappa's mouth licking it's lips ( WHY DOES IT HAVE A TONGUE ) before it just .. vanishes. Why can he see his stomach? Zappa is /bent/ that way, damaged leg being presented in a way that S-ko is directing Zappa like a puppet.
You can't just let /them/ hurt it. You choose when it gets hurt!
Naerose at the time sits to the side, forgotten - S-ko has bigger dealing with Dyre, of all people! At least for this moment. "It's not a house." The ghost, still hanging onto Naerose, exclaims. "It's .. it's a boat that's alive with monstrous undead energy." It explains, "That's why it's wailing and crying under you." It then shrugs, hands bound under a ghostly straight jacket. "But I'm just an undead spirit of energy - don't listen to me." Man, the ghost just won't go away!
Still, Zappa writhes, body standing at attention as S-ko's command, shaking, wiggling as it stands tall to her commands - her hand stroking the side of the puppet, soothing some injuries as it goes.
Dyre drags his claws through the deck, crimson energy sinking into the planks - the swing swells upwards, energy bursting out. "RAOU!" S-ko cries out through Zappa's mouths - it sounds like a yell of surprise!
"It is your command!" The gigantic man of thunder, flexing before, appears from thin, wailing, air. The sheer aura he exhudes causing the monster to thrash as the spirit, surrounding Zappa entirely, pulls a blade of energy upwardsat least ten feet, a great sword that is then brought downwards, slicing clean into the deck and slamming it hard into the ground, digging into the boat, drawning more cries in return.
From the arc, more arcs are born, energy that sweeps off the blade in multiple sections, all of them shearing through the air back towards Dyre in a torrent of energy meant to bring him to his knees!
Zappa just wiggles, arms swinging at his side, pupil-less eyes staring ... at Naerose, now.
COMBATSYS: Dyre fails to slow Bellows Malice from Zappa with Small Thrown Object.
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Hey! Oar! He was looking for that earlier.
Distracted for a moment, he's a little late in noticing the giant being of lightning coming at him. His eyes go wide as he turns to see the rays of lighting soaring through the air at him. Well that can't be good.
He flings the closest thing at hand in an attempt to keep those blasts away from him. The oar goes spinning end over end into the lightning, only to be obliterated a few moment before it strikes him sending him skidding along the deck of the boat. He rolls to a stop just before going over the edge, his arm dragging through the river of blood.
That moment. The one where you realize everyone you are around are monsters. First she was sure that the spa victim was well crazy then the nice guy was crazy, but after seeing the spa victim kill the nice guy (she's pretty sure Dyre is toast) Naerose decides that they are both crazy monster things.
"Woah." She says as she notices Zappa looking her way, "I just want to find the witch's gingerbread house!" She backs up and nearly trips then flings her hands out in a flurry and sends pre-emptive darts at Zappa.
"Stay back, I'm too cute to die!"
COMBATSYS: Naerose successfully hits Zappa with Sagitta Minor.
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As Dyre grasps the oar, he tries to fling it into the malice that is tearing through the battlefield - and doesn't quite manage it. It obliterates, sending Dyre skidding along the deck - forgotten. Especially as S-ko strokes Zappa once more. Yes. How /good/ you are, she quips to Zappa. Especially as her hands run over the wounds once again, vanishing. Though none may see that part.
The lack of S-ko to others, as she clings to Zappa, standing him tall, is as if he is literatelly being used as a toy - a puppet. That is, of course, when Naerose lashes out. There's a hiss and a cry, "WHAHWHA!" He declares, Zappa being one for words, with S-ko growling, "YOU WERE TO BE SPARED!"
Darts embed into Zappa as he attempts to fight them off, but it's not enough - no, S-ko can't let it go so easily. Zappa's picked up by S-ko, part of him, so it seems he is flying through the air, before she sends him, and herself by proxy, towards Naerose like a rocket - Zappa hitting the ground and rolling, Zappa's head growing massive, the size of a giant's, before trying to grasp Naerose and send her head over heels, skywards!
No, this isn't a plan to eat Naerose, but she doesn't know that!
Dyre lays limply at the side of the boat, red eyes open only ever so slightly, still focusing on the other two on the boat. He's holding on to awareness just barely. No movement other than a slight flicker of his eyes towards Zappa. Except the crimson color is slowly fading to grey.
Ulf couldn't hold on, not any longer, leaving the remainder of this skirmish to his better half. Not that his better half is really all that much better than he was, though perhaps a bit more sane.
"I asked you to give it back in could condition.. Can't do anything right." It's a bare mutter as he slowly starts working himself back to his feet.
COMBATSYS: Dyre focuses on his next action.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose dodges Zappa's Medium Throw.
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Eaten or not eaten, Naerose is starting to for realz panic because Zappa is creepy and Dyre just ROSE FROM THE DEAD. So he's like proably a zombie wanting to eat her brains and Zappa is trying to actively eat her brains so she is left with a tough choice. Which one of them needs to be blasted
Naerose eventually settles on Zappa for only the fact that Dyre might be taken out with a slight wind and she's totally willing to be that wind.
"Man, when did my dream of gingerbread become this nightmare of zombies?!"
Taking her oppertunity, she rushes up at Zappa, avoiding any attempt to grab her and just tries to deliver a kick to the gut.
COMBATSYS: Zappa blocks Naerose's Light Kick.
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With the GIANT ZOMBIE ZAPPA HEAD crisis avoided, Naerose is left unmolested by giant faces and flipping tongues, Zappa's returning to 'normal' as he stands before Naerose and Dyre, swinging his head around, oddly - eyes empty yet. However, it is with them that he stares over to Dyre - especially as he talks to himself.
"RiiiIIIIISIE! RISERISERISEUPUPUP!" The voice demands the three ghosts once again appearing around Zappa, all three in a row. With what can be described as rambling, Zappa responds to Naerose's words, "ALWAYS! IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN!" S-ko declares through Zappa, far less choosy with her words than some others - especially as the beast they are on accelerates! Sensing a climax to whatever the hell is going on on it!
Still, Naerose manages that kick to the gut - which does /not/ become a face to be kicked in the face. Zappa is bowled over, body flipping and rolling back to it's 'feet', hands and feet both being used for that purpose!
Twitching and bending forwards, as if he's throwing something, Zappa locks his body into place.
As the three ghosts, all of them, are thrown towards Naerose, one after the other, spinning and twisting towards her! They all spin through the air, with the greatest of ease!
Attempting to CURSE her of course, if they contact! But wait, wasn't she already cursed!? No. She hit him! Now he's trying to re-curse her!?
"Not even the common courtesy to put the arm back.." Dyre grips his arm and tenses his shoulder, driving the limb back into the socket where it belongs.
It's a different person that's staring down Zappa and Naerose now. The rage seems to have been pushed down into a small simmer, though those grey eyes might even be colder than the red ones that glared out from that face before. "Ulf, you always makes such great friends." Whatever the response is from the other side, it merely causes a faint grin to form on Dyre's lips. At least until its time to get down to business once again.
"Run, witch girl. I'll take this one out. And if I see you again, I won't be so nice." No money for her, but the ghost guy has got to go. Ulf isn't the only one enraged at this point by the contorted form of Zappa.
His injured arm is still kept at his side for now, but he drives a punch down into the deck of the boat with his other, energy leaking into the planks once more. Though like his eyes, it has shifted away from crimson and now glows a faint silver. There's a faint glow underneath Zappa, before the glow explodes into another torrent of psychic energy.
COMBATSYS: Naerose fails to slow Kaette Konaide Kudasai from Zappa with Sagitta major.
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COMBATSYS: Naerose can no longer fight.
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Nae Nae is just in a panic given the fact that there are two crazy zombies and they are both going to eat her brains, or worse, her candy. She just sort of raises her arms up and tries to fling a javalin of ice at Zappa before being too slow and drilled into the side of the boat where she stays.
COMBATSYS: Zappa overcomes VII Chariot from Dyre with Umareru!!.
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With Naerose pelted by a ghost, they hang around her and talk stories with each other - "So, you think we're done?" "Nice spin there! Why, I think that's great! Beat out that ice thing!" "I'm tiiiiiiiired." The thired exclaims, Naerose possibly triple 'possessed' for the moment - but it's not really a big thing. They're harmless - though Dyre may suddenly find something thrown through the air at him, thrown into the energy that he tosses towards Zappa - a flowerpot!?
The ghosts are whistling, clearly that wasn't them somehow.
"DIFFERENTBUTHELPLESS! Goaway you LOST likeHER!" 'Zappa' rambles, "OWUUUUUUU!" He flings back and forth once more, hands grasping his head, backwards it may be, before Dyre reaches out and slams a punch into the deck of the boat - the faint glow eminates, Zappa's blank eyes staring at Dyre.
S-ko can feel the energy, the energy aiming to swallow her and Zappa up, ending it once and for all. No.... /NO/!
Zappa's hand tighten around his head, leanding forwards, buckling to his knees as the energy swells around him... and then three massive centipedes burst out of his back, energy constructs, obviously, but it /really did/ burst from his back - and they spin around him, down, into the ground.
Dyre might feel his energy consumed as they continue to follow the trace through the ground, all of them bursting outwards from different directions around Dyre, suddenly, massive claws and mouths - centipedes the size of COUGARS pinning him between a three way assault! That all vanish after searing into him, though the bite is /very/ real. Even if it is energy, it seems to be his body and soul they seem to target!?
COMBATSYS: Zappa successfully hits Dyre with Umareru!!.
?!? Weird Hit! ?!?
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The centipedes wrap around Dyre, the mercenary looking anything but happy about it. Even as they tear into his flesh, he glares at the man across from him. Now that Naerose is down, he hardly seems to have a care about the witch. He told her to flee, but he's not particularly upset to see her go down either.
As teeth sink into his flesh, he flares with silver energy, the stuff seeming to leak from every pore on his body. HE starts to strain forward against the restraining energy constructs, putting all his strength into it until he finally breaks free. Then every ounce of that forward momentum is released all at once, sending him careening across the narrow distance between him and his opponent in the blink of an eye, his fist raised to deliver a metal clad punch.
He swings, all the energy that had been gathering around him breaking free in a small starburst of radiance that oddly for a moment, might even be able to push back the wailing of the boat. Might.
COMBATSYS: Zappa interrupts XX Judgment from Dyre with Raou.
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Energy flares from Dyre, the centipedes being sheared away from another force of energy. Zappa swings, grasped by S-ko, held tight - the body failing every so slowly, hastened by the acts of Naerose and Dyre. Try as they might, they cannot seem to keep Zappa, whatever IT is, down. S-ko once more strokes over a wound, a cute on his thigh that to Dyre would seemingly vanish.
"DOOMED." Zappa decrees, "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHhhahahHAHh Join the crew JOINTHECREW." The voice, unstable, seems to mutter off random nothingness as it twitches before Dyre, blank stare facing his own.
Dyre goes careening across the battlefield, fist raised to deliver that metal clad punch. The soulless eyes of Zappa stare right back into Dyre, though no emotion is shown. Then, an upside down smile.
He buckles in, hands and legs tightening to the ground, digging into the boards of the boat, to better weather the blow. Is he just going to take it? S-ko tasks one familiar spirit, specifically. 'Earn your place,' She decrees, 'Protect the host you care so much about' Her voice is almost mocking.
It happens in a flash. The spirit of energy from before swells outwards from Zappa, swallowing him up, encasing him, raising it's own fist as Dyre crashes towards him. It's massive fist, the size of Dyre, crashes against the energy that Dyre wields, able to fight it off - unable to fight off the /punch/ itself. The fist manages, still, to slam into Zappa. Yet Raou's own fist, crackling with energy, impacts into Dyre just as solidly if not more so.
To send him sailing back to his side of the boat. Raou is duty bound to Zappa - through some unfortunate and unexplained history - and would protect him.
Dyre goes flying across the boat, then past the edge of the boat. Perhaps it's luck, though Dyre would be remiss to call it that, that the ship happens to be passing close to the bank at that moment. He ands solidly on the edge of the river, with a crunch that might just mean something more than a dislocated shoulder. His feet still in the flowing river of blood, but at least his head is clear and he won't drown in those crimson waters. Still, there's certainly going to be a long conversation between Ulf and Dyre.. when they finally manage to wake up.
COMBATSYS: Dyre takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Dyre can no longer fight.
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It's as Dyre and Naerose lose the ability to fight and conciousness, which may be the same and not in this case, that Zappa crashes to the ground, S-ko quite pleased... but also dazed. One by one, the spirits fade, energy burning off, vaporizing, filling pieces in Zappa he doesn't know that were missing. S-ko does the same.
It is but minutes later that Zappa stirs, eyes flicking open as he stares skywards. "Is this... another nightmare?" He grasps his head - it's in one piece, it's ok, it's fine! Phew. "That's a relief..." Carefully tip-toeing to Dyre, the man stares down at him. "What happened to him..." And then, a witch, in the corner! "Ah... AH! A witch here as well!? W-what's next!?" The boat thrashes, though it doesn't move. "A-AH! The b-boat i-is alive as well!? This has to be a nightmare! When will I wake up!?" He, badly, would move Dyre and Naerose off the 'boat' - with quite a bit of effort - before sneaking off. "H-help! Someone!? There's two really injured folks over there! T-They need lots of help! MEDIC! Is there a MEDIC NEARBY!?"
Dear Diary,....
I woke up in the strengest of places today! A boat that could seemingly move, and there was a really wounded man and woman, who I think was a real life witch, who was also wounded! I don't know, but they didn't immediately wake up when I tried shaking them... I went to find help, but I didn't want to go back there! Whatever did that to them might still have been around, and Mother, I still want to find my true love before I have to fight any monsters... but I'd prefer if there weren't any. The whole place is creepy as well - I didn't know America was so dirty!
COMBATSYS: Zappa has ended the fight here.
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Log created on 14:57:59 04/12/2015 by Zappa, and last modified on 21:48:27 04/13/2015.