SNF 2021.04 - MC: BUNNY SURVIVAL QUEST[Toggle Names]
Description: Survival games are super on trend for the last couple of years. Tonight, one man dressed in a bunny costume sets out alone in the woods of the North with nothing but a wicker basket. As he searches for Easter Eggs left by the developers, he encounters a predator stalking him amongst the trees - the elusive and deadly catgirl Felicia! Catgirls are also on trend, as it turns out (like, permanently, ugh) - so I'm sure that you're all in for an Easter treat! Remember to like and subscribe!
"Sorry, you want me do... what."
That particular sentence slipped through Tarmo's mouth more than a few times over in the events leading up to tonight. A signup sent off to some strange "Fighting Opportunity Of A Lifetime!!" while he was drunk off his ass and a week or so later, he found himself getting the most bizarre pitches thrown at him. All leading up to... a bunny costume. And not the furry kind. And the revelation of a certain fine print that prevented withdrawal at the threat of legal action...
And this, our dear viewers, is how a mountain of finnish muscle from the northern european woodlands, followed by a flying drone camera and... dressed pink tights and an even tighter midriff-baring tank top, with fluffy white bunny-ears headwear and shoes shaped like white paws completing the costume.
The bearded finn at least *tries* to keep up his typical good cheer, but frankly, this feels *ridicilous*.
"Oh, here's another one..." The Finn crouches down by a particularly large tree, slipping his hands through the misshapen roots to fish around within them to come up with a large egg painted with multi-colored stripes. Holding it up for the camera to see before setting it into the wicker basket hung off his other massive hand.
"How many of these are here, anyhow...?"
Aw man, what have I gotten myself into this time~
Felicia, the dastardly stalking... catgirl, is up in the trees somewhere. Actually, she wishes she was probably anywhere else, even though this was a well paying gig--she was going to need a whole lot of cleanup once she's out of here. She's too much of a high-living city cat to go rooting around the woods. There were probably spiders up here, or something!
"Prrrawwwl..." she makes a very low, rolling purr from up above, as she begins to climb down a tree trunk ahead of Tarmo--climbing straight down headfirst, that is. She doesn't need any equipment or costume to do this, she's naturally a catwoman darkstalker, afterall, she's gripping the soft bark with her finger and toenails.
"What do we have here... men in tights?" she grins, the blue mane of hair pretty easily visible, even in the forest in the dark, assuming Tarmo has any kind of light. He of course would be able to see her eyes also, as they are reflective, cat and all.
"I think I know where the rest are... but you gotta fight me for that info, babe," she lets her feet go from the bark and swings down to an upright position from the tree trunk, landing on her feet.
Cats always do.
Ironically enough, though he's not the hunter in this particular setup, the Finn *does* still have plenty of experience hunting, himself. And so his ear (the real human one, not one of those ridicilous fake bunny ears) twitches from hearing the low purr, and his eyes snap up towards the source of it.
"... Oh what is this."
They didn't mention this in the briefing.
The big finn scratches at one cheek through the covering of facial hair, while his eyes take in the sight of the... catgirl. An actual catgirl. "Oh. That ain't no costume, is it?"
And then she's landing down in front of him, and his thick brows lift up high. "...Really, now? Sheesh, and here I was starting to think that part was a straight up li." A low snort, and he bends over to lower the basket of eggs down onto the ground.
"See..." His hands both draw up, one laying over the other, first, to crack the knuckles, and then the other way 'round. "I was startin' to get bored."
"Not at all, no need for a costume or a mask here, I'm a genuine freak," Felicia smirks, she's more than gotten over a lot of the issues she had back in the old days about her appearance or racial status. She's pretty chill with it, and more than capable of making cracks about it.
"I dig the ears though, and the tights, they're a nice touch," Felicia stands up to her full height, that white feline tail of hers swaying about as those white fur-clad thighs and legs of hers go on for days--though as preening as she seems when she stands, brushing her hair back, it seems more like she's ready to scrap.
"Oh good, I promise not to put runs in your stockings there, muwhaha~" Felicia started toward the Finn, balling up a little bubble of energy before she tossed it at the hairy, tight-clad man--bursting as he paw swept across it.
COMBATSYS: Felicia has started a fight here on the right meter side.
COMBATSYS: Tarmo has joined the fight here.
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Tarmo 0/-------/-------|-------\-------\0 Felicia
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with Rolling Scratch.
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Tarmo 0/-------/-----==|=------\-------\0 Felicia
"The digs weren't my choice..." Mutters Tarmo. But it comes with a shrug. It's not like he can do anything about it now!
His hands seperate, just in time to see the projectile come his way, and-- sweep right across his side, cutting a gash through the pink belly top and likely ending up drawing blood to spilling into the air with it.
"Hhh--?" The giant seems actually genuinely surprised by that -- but then, in the very next instant, his eyes narrow at the catgirl and his lips spread into a *wide* grin. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be? Alright--"
One stomp forward, and suddenly the Finn is pouncing up into the air and towards Felicia. High enough to get above her and... plummet down towards her...
COMBATSYS: Felicia dodges Tarmo's Pommitus.
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Tarmo 0/-------/-----==|==-----\-------\0 Felicia
"I don't judge, don't worry--I've been in theater baby, this is pretty normal for me," Felicia wipes her brow, cringing at the inadvertantly large splash of blood she's caused after swiping Tarmo like that. She hasn't been fighting for a bit--moreso setting up side projects of her own, and doing some broadway shows--so she had almost started to forget her own strength a bit. Well, Tarmo was Finnish, they could withstand bloodloss, right? She could sort of get that from his accent.
"Woah!" Felicia quickly rolls out of the way of the huge Finn coming down on her, springing back up to bring one of her feet down Tarmo as he lands, trying to give him a bit of a swatting blow with the heel of her foot.
COMBATSYS: Tarmo fails to interrupt Light Kick from Felicia with Moukari-Isku EX.
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Tarmo 0/-------/------=|===----\-------\0 Felicia
When Tarmo lands, it comes with a loud *THUMP* of a sound, and the ground even seems to shake when he does.
It's probably good Felicia got out of the way when she did.
"Shoulda figured--" He growls when his hand presses agains the groudn to push himself back up. "That a cat would be slippery like that!" He turns with that rise, to try and reach for Felicia--
Only to be greeted by the bottom of her foot smacking against his cheek instead. It might just be a swatting poke if anything, but it's enough to make him recoil away and his hand to sweep away just enough that he can't manage to get a hold on her.
"I mean, short-haired cat, so yeah? Well, short-furred," Felicia shrugs a little, while also looking a bit apologetic at Tarmo, apparently she didn't intend to get him hurt this bad. And she really didn't--she'd hurt some people bad before, especially back when she was with Violet Systems--she didn't compartmentalize stuff, she knows what she did. But she also knew she was doing stuff like that to skeezebags--which she could deal with. She didn't even know Tarmo, however--so she felt sympathy.
"Are you okay? C'mon--you've gotta have more fight than that!" she knelt down and tried to grab Tarmo by the shoulders, tossing him up.
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with Toy Touch.
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Tarmo 0/-------/----===|===----\-------\0 Felicia
"Pbh-- I'm quite fi--" Tarmo starts to claim, only to be suddenly caught by his meaty shoulders. It's not exactly the most usual feeling for him, to be tossed up into the air like that. Especially not by someone smaller than him (which let's be honest is most people). And when he lands on the ground in the much more uncontrolled manner now, there's a loud soudn and a shaking of the ground all over again.
"Sheesh... Grh. Guess I overestimated the kittycat, huh..." He growls when he rolls himself over and pushes to one knee. Glaring at the catgirl for a moment-- before he bursts up to all but charge at her, one hand grabbing for her shoulder to just... *shove* at her. But even that is enough force from the giant to send her bowling over if she doesn't manage to do anything about it.
COMBATSYS: Felicia blocks Tarmo's Quick Throw.
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Tarmo 0/-------/---====|====---\-------\0 Felicia
"Lil bit," Felicia smiles good-naturedly back at the tights-clad Finn, eyes widening as she's GRABBED and then slammed into--however, Felicia has a trick up her sleeve.
Well, more like up a leg--since those two massive white-furred legs of hers are /wrapping/ around the Finn's waist as she grabs an overhanging branch and proceeds to twist and try to throw the man down into the grassy forest floor! It looks uh... kind of interesting to be fair, not quite 'snu-snu' levels, but close!
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with Medium Throw.
~~ Alluring Hit! ~~
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Tarmo 0/-------/-======|=====--\-------\0 Felicia
He didn't see that coming. And in a second or so he doesn't get to see much of anything, either. Besides some very scandalous closeups, anyway.
"Ghhh, of, cat--!" The massive man manages to muffle into Felicia, before she manages to use her leverage to send him right down onto the groudn with another thunderous *THUMP*, with a dust cloud getting sent up into the air with it.
"Ghhh..." After peeling his face off of the soil, he wipes the back of his hand over his face quickly to get some lingering dirt away, squinting at the blue-haired woman while he just... takes a second more on his knee to resettle himself.
"Something good out of this day at least, I guess..."
COMBATSYS: Tarmo gains composure.
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Tarmo 0/-------/--=====|======-\-------\0 Felicia
"I mean hey, some folks would kill for that--but today you got one free on me!" Felicia giggles a bit, obviously flirting with the huge, haired Finn--she doesn't mind it, especially since she's kind of gotten too lucky with this fight so far. She's quick not to let him rest after that /too/ much though, especially as the man springs back up and begins to get a breather.
"No fair, you should be out of breath after /my/ performance!" she quips, before coming at him again, this time claws bared!
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with Aggressive Strike.
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Tarmo 1/-------/=======|=======\-------\0 Felicia
"Not my style to *pay* for that kind of fun," Tarmo declares with a wide flash of a grin. "I'll happily take the freebie though."
The grin fades away when she comes in with claws out, however-- arm coming up to try to swat her paw aside, but instead the sharp things cut across his thick, meaty forearm. "Gh-- Damnit--"
He immediately leans in after her, though-- trying to grab at that offending arm with both of his enormous arms and just... sending himself into a spin and swinging the catgirl aroudn, and around, and around and around until eventually letting go to send her flying at one of the trees nearby.
COMBATSYS: Tarmo successfully hits Felicia with Moukariheitto.
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Tarmo 1/------=/=======|=======\===----\1 Felicia
"Well guess you don't have to this time!" Felicia reels back after swatting Tarmo with that large hand of hers, the claws likely did something unpleasant to him--though she was not trying to be too cruel about it. She is surprised when she is grabbed, however--swung around and around--in a giant swing!--until she is folded around a tree--ouch. She winces and squeaks as she unfolds from it and falls back, sitting upwards.
"Phew, alright--lets get to the point here--" Felicia drew back, marshalling a great amount of energy as a flashing blue white ball of chi is formed in her hand--and she whips it at Tarmo, lunging forward to 'snap' the ball and make it explode violently near him!
COMBATSYS: Tarmo blocks Felicia's ES Cat Spike.
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Tarmo 1/----===/=======|===----\-------\0 Felicia
"The point? Is that supposed to be some kind of pun about--"
The question never gets finished on account of the mass of energy getting formed along Felicia's hand. Tarmo himself ends up blinking several times over at the sight of it before he takes a single stomp of a step back and puts up his arms to guard himself. THe orb collides with those massive, meaty arms, seeming to press into them for a good moment while his body is forced to skidding backwards -- before it simply dissipates.
"Guhhh... That *stung*," he growls in complaint, narrowing his eyes at the catgirl. "Don't think--" His foot stomps into the ground, body leaning forward slowly and other foot kicking at the ground behind him. "I'm done yet though!"
ANd just like that, he's off charging at her again -- aiming to smash against her with a fierce bit of a shoulder-check.
COMBATSYS: Tarmo successfully hits Felicia with Rynnakko.
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Tarmo 0/-------/=======|=======\-------\1 Felicia
"Well, it was supposed to," Felicia jumped back after the giant chi explosion, looking like her hair was blown back as well. She stumbles back when the ground is stomped, the shock of it it imbalancing her, temporarily--unable to get out of the way of the massive shoulder charge that throws back into a smaller tree--breaking it in half!
"Oww--oof--good thing I'm a werecat, mighta popped a disk there," she cricked her neck from side to side, with appropriate crackling noises, before hauling herself up and leaping at Tarmo again.
This time, she attempts to latch on and furiously scratch at him, holding on with her knees and feet--one hand after the other clawing at him!
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with ES Hell Cat.
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Tarmo 1/----===/=======|-------\-------\0 Felicia
"Ehhh, you'll just walk it off, I'm sure," Tarmo rumbles, swiping his hand over his bare shoulder briefly after straightening up, turning to stomp after the shoved-away catgirl.
Only for his advance to be brought to a halt when she leaps in.
Arms come up agian to try to protect himself, but-- claws have a way of cutting through flesh, still. And even then, with her managing to actually latch onto his larger body, she can just claw *around them* after the fact.
"GAH! PERKELE--!" The Finn roars out while she's getting clawed out. But after a moment, he decides he's had just about enough.
His massive hands grab onto the catgirl's sides, wrapping around her waist and pulling her off of himself with a burst of strength -- one that he uses then to haul her up over his head, just to be spun around once. Turned like that, so that her head will be facing downwards first when he swings her downwards, to piledrive her head-first into the ground!
COMBATSYS: Felicia blocks Tarmo's Ihmiskeihas EX.
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Tarmo 0/-------/------=|=====--\-------\0 Felicia
"I will--but woooah!" It's almost hilarious after Felicia is grabbed by the Finn's massive hands, spun around like a toy and slammed into the ground with a sound like a WHUMP. And maybe a few cracking noises. Felicia's bare, clawed feet twitch as they stick up into the air, flailing with knees bowed as she pulls herself out of the ground, soil and rocks falling out of her hair.
"Hokay--no one messes--with the 'do!" she means her hair, it would appear, as she runs toward the Finn and attempts a flying double legged drop kick!
COMBATSYS: Felicia successfully hits Tarmo with Delta Kick.
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Tarmo 0/-------/---====|=======\-------\0 Felicia
"Oh settle down," Tarmo chuckles out as he steps back away from the catgirl, grinning at her and her massive fluff of hair. "You'll be fine after a shower." Though he might still banter... blood drips along him from the multitude of scratches, and he's already breathing rather heavily. He did not expect this werecat to put up such a rough fight for him. Teaches him to not underestimate cats.
It all comes to a head when she dives in with her feet, and with a wince, he makes the final effort of sweeping his arm into her legs-- but they go right past, instead, and that divekick slams square into the massive man's face.
And sends him stumbling back several steps over, wobbling a bit... and then, finally, falling over backwards with another earth-shaking sound when he lands on the grassy soil, arms spread out wide.
"Hhaaaahhh... helvetti..." He groans out down on the ground, green eyes staring up at the dark sky above. "I guess... I'm not getting those eggs afterall..."
COMBATSYS: Tarmo takes no action.
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COMBATSYS: Tarmo can no longer fight.
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Once the mighty Finn oak crashes down, Felicia wanders over to the basket and takes out an egg, expecting it to be chocolate, and plopping it into her mouth. She quickly spazzes out, as she realizes they're actually wrapped hard-boiled eggs. The sudden salty taste and texture were not something she was expecting, not that she doesn't like eggs.
"Agghhh--what the hell--who would do that, Jesus Christmas--" her conniption fit goes on like this for a while, and the camera pans off and musics on out.
COMBATSYS: Felicia has ended the fight here.
"I guess..." Tarmo manages to groan out, in between pained breaths down there on the groudn. The only motion he's really managed to pull off otherwise is turning his head over to resting one cheek on the groudn, so he can at least look at the catgirl having her fit with the eggs.
"...Because they would melt, or something...?"
Log created on 18:48:24 04/05/2021 by Felicia, and last modified on 11:36:10 04/06/2021.