Millennium City: Nova - The Mysterious People Caper


  • Frank had blacked out immediately after taking the blow for his canine ally, so when he regained consciousness to see the feathered fuck on the ground he had thought it was all over...

    ...Until he saw the developing situation. The tailor was completely headless, his neck spewing blood all over the God-damned store, Lucario had been completely blasted through a wall, and some lizard asshole was standing over Woods' ally. Well, that wasn't going to stand for the blue-eyed Marine.

    The American looked down at his stomach, where he had taken the blow, and slowly touched the open wound with his palm. The blast had completely ripped through his T-shirt, and left a deep bloody gash. He groaned aloud when his hand touched the charred skin- touching it felt like it gave him a nasty sting- and immediately let go. Frank was about to grab at his sleeve to try and make a tourniquet, but to his amazement the stomach wound began to heal itself just like it did to the cut in his hand earlier.

    Okay, looks like I might not be out for the count... He thought to himself, pulling his ass back up onto his feet. Ignoring the temporary pain that apparently came with his body trying to recover from the magic blow, he slowly limped over to his M16A1 and picked it up, trying not to rupture any organs while he did. If it was just Frank and Lucario against this scaled bastard, then they would probably be in big trouble. Didn't Shilo volunteer to follow the duo? Her professional help would be greatly appreciated at this point- Hopefully she had just been trailing behind instead of going AWOL.

    C'mon, Shilo... Where the hell are you? Frank almost murmured the words under his breath, but he didn't. Instead, he limped over to the feathery bastard and pointed his rifle at the tiny bird brain, with a scowl on his face.

    "You better not fucking move. If you go anywhere, I swear to God, I will bash that fucking beak of yours so far into your head it'll stick out the other side,"     The CIA operative menacingly threatened. And even if the bird-fucker did want to heed his command, Woods still grabbed a nearby mannequin and pretty much toppled it over so that it squashed one of its legs- even if the tiny green bastard could escape from the heavy weight, it would probably also impair its ability to walk quickly.

    In the meantime, Frank slowly moved into position, raising his M16A1 at one of the lizard's legs. As much as he'd love shooting to kill, the authorities- no matter how incompetent they were- probably wouldn't appreciate having a dead body turned in. He kept his finger on the trigger, but waited to see what the Pokemon would do first.
 

Delsin Rowe Location= Millennium City - Ice Cream Parlor
Condition=Casual/Inquisitive

Interaction “Uhhh…. nope. But thanks for fixing the door though!”

"Wha..." The two teenagers jumped through the window and started to run away. "Where the heck do you two think you're..." Delsin sighed as the pair ran off into the distance doing whatever crazy shenanigans their planned on doing in their sitcom. He turned around to find an ice cream cone colliding into his face. The ice cold treat soon fell onto the floor, leaving a sticky, vanilla-flavored syrup. Unamused, the young man wiped the melted ice cream from his face and looked at the source.

The purple Luigi-looking-guy was assaulting the rest of the group with utensils and food. The barrage continued for only a few more minutes before the man in purple fell asleep on the floor. "Okay...that just happened... You guys really couldn't talk to person without making a mess?" As the words came out of his mouth, he glanced back at the window he just broke. Without acknowledging it with words, he did his best to block their view of the window.

With the two teens gone and the purple man down for the count, it only left the man at the counter. He walked over to the counter, where the customers had mostly dispersed do to avoid the assault of the purple man. Addressing the man at the counter, he said, [/COLOR]"Uhh, sorry about the messy. But I'm sure insurance will cover it. Anyways, you know anything about any disappearing people around these parts?"

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Italicized Unbolded Colored=Internal Dialogue
Bolded Colored=External Dialogue

Inventory -Two halves of an ordinary chain
-Two Cinder Missiles
-Three Matryoshka Doll Grenades

Powers -Enhanced Durability
-Smoke Manipulation
-Smoke Shot​
-Smoke Dash​
-Cinder Missile​
 
Baiken

Baiken was completely unfazed by Waluigi's relentless assault. Seeing him sleeping on the floor, the samurai sighs and then she turns to Delsin after he spoke. "He has brought himself upon this, it is not my concern." She says to the smoke man before looking back at Waluigi and turning to Asuka to say "Let's regroup with the others, see what they have." She then went alongside Delsin.

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Delsin Rowe Location= Millennium City - Coat Tailor
Condition=In Combat/Ticked Off

Interaction "Let's regroup with the others, see what they have."

"Good idea." Seeing that the cashier had became pretty pissed at the mess the group had it was probably for the best to follow Baiken's advice. Just in case something bad happened to the other group they should go meet them, but more importantly, avoid paying for the damage. Delsin casually walked away from the counter and went out the hole in the glass window he made. He made it, and he was going to use it, no mater how stupid he looked.

It took a short walk to reach the coat tailor's, but whew, Delsin could see the damage from the ice cream parlor. The storefront was blasted open and blood was everywhere. Glass, brick and plaster were haphazardly scattered across the sidewalk an part of the street. That's alotta damage. In the debris laid Frank, injured and crawling for his rifle. Not far from him was a tall lizard-looking man standing over an equally injured Lucario.

"What the hell is going on here?" A rhetorical question, given the the lizard boy's response.

“It would be wise if you to run now. I don’t intend to ask a second time."

"Yo, you lizard freak! You better pay for that damage! We don't tolerate people beating up other people without a good reason." Not bothering to wait for a response, Delsin set his dufflebag down and approached the creature. Hopefully, Baiken won't become the friendly-fire nightmare she was back at the warehouse and that Asuka would be able to take care of herself. Sure she may have a mech suit, but she was still a kid. Delsin was the hero, and what kind of hero can't save an innocent little girl from being destroyed by a lizard man? Dak could take care of himself, though his usefulness in combat is another matter.

"Don't worry, Soldier Boy, the cavalry is here. We're gonna teach this lizard a lesson he won't forget." With that, Delsin unraveled his two chains in preparation for combat. "And Baiken, for god's sake, please don't turn yourself into the lizard's meat shield!"

Notes Interacting With: Zamasu Zamasu marc122 marc122 darkred darkred thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla Nightwisher Nightwisher YellowTemperence YellowTemperence

Italicized Unbolded Colored=Internal Dialogue
Bolded Colored=External Dialogue

Inventory -Two halves of an ordinary chain
-Two Cinder Missiles
-Three Matryoshka Doll Grenades
-32 Cans of Spray Paint in a Duffel Bag

Powers -Enhanced Durability
-Smoke Manipulation
-Smoke Shot​
-Smoke Dash​
-Cinder Missile​
 
FactionGuerrilla said:

  • Frank had blacked out immediately after taking the blow for his canine ally, so when he regained consciousness to see the feathered fuck on the ground he had thought it was all over...

    ...Until he saw the developing situation. The tailor was completely headless, his neck spewing blood all over the God-damned store, Lucario had been completely blasted through a wall, and some lizard asshole was standing over Woods' ally. Well, that wasn't going to stand for the blue-eyed Marine.

    The American looked down at his stomach, where he had taken the blow, and slowly touched the open wound with his palm. The blast had completely ripped through his T-shirt, and left a deep bloody gash. He groaned aloud when his hand touched the charred skin- touching it felt like it gave him a nasty sting- and immediately let go. Frank was about to grab at his sleeve to try and make a tourniquet, but to his amazement the stomach wound began to heal itself just like it did to the cut in his hand earlier.

    Okay, looks like I might not be out for the count... He thought to himself, pulling his ass back up onto his feet. Ignoring the temporary pain that apparently came with his body trying to recover from the magic blow, he slowly limped over to his M16A1 and picked it up, trying not to rupture any organs while he did. If it was just Frank and Lucario against this scaled bastard, then they would probably be in big trouble. Didn't Shilo volunteer to follow the duo? Her professional help would be greatly appreciated at this point- Hopefully she had just been trailing behind instead of going AWOL.

    C'mon, Shilo... Where the hell are you? Frank almost murmured the words under his breath, but he didn't. Instead, he limped over to the feathery bastard and pointed his rifle at the tiny bird brain, with a scowl on his face.

    "You better not fucking move. If you go anywhere, I swear to God, I will bash that fucking beak of yours so far into your head it'll stick out the other side," The CIA operative menacingly threatened. And even if the bird-fucker did want to heed his command, Woods still grabbed a nearby mannequin and pretty much toppled it over so that it squashed one of its legs- even if the tiny green bastard could escape from the heavy weight, it would probably also impair its ability to walk quickly.

    In the meantime, Frank slowly moved into position, raising his M16A1 at one of the lizard's legs. As much as he'd love shooting to kill, the authorities- no matter how incompetent they were- probably wouldn't appreciate having a dead body turned in. He kept his finger on the trigger, but waited to see what the Pokemon would do first.
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ElectricPizza said:

Delsin Rowe Location= Millennium City - Coat Tailor
Condition=In Combat/Ticked Off

Interaction "Let's regroup with the others, see what they have."

"Good idea." Seeing that the cashier had became pretty pissed at the mess the group had it was probably for the best to follow Baiken's advice. Just in case something bad happened to the other group they should go meet them, but more importantly, avoid paying for the damage. Delsin casually walked away from the counter and went out the hole in the glass window he made. He made it, and he was going to use it, no mater how stupid he looked.

It took a short walk to reach the coat tailor's, but whew, Delsin could see the damage from the ice cream parlor. The storefront was blasted open and blood was everywhere. Glass, brick and plaster were haphazardly scattered across the sidewalk an part of the street. That's alotta damage. In the debris laid Frank, injured and crawling for his rifle. Not far from him was a tall lizard-looking man standing over an equally injured Lucario.

"What the hell is going on here?" A rhetorical question, given the the lizard boy's response.

“It would be wise if you to run now. I don’t intend to ask a second time."

"Yo, you lizard freak! You better pay for that damage! We don't tolerate people beating up other people without a good reason." Not bothering to wait for a response, Delsin set his dufflebag down and approached the creature. Hopefully, Baiken won't become the friendly-fire nightmare she was back at the warehouse and that Asuka would be able to take care of herself. Sure she may have a mech suit, but she was still a kid. Delsin was the hero, and what kind of hero can't save an innocent little girl from being destroyed by a lizard man? Dak could take care of himself, though his usefulness in combat is another matter.

"Don't worry, Soldier Boy, the cavalry is here. We're gonna teach this lizard a lesson he won't forget." With that, Delsin unraveled his two chains in preparation for combat. "And Baiken, for god's sake, please don't turn yourself into the lizard's meat shield!"

Notes Interacting With: Zamasu Zamasu marc122 marc122 darkred darkred thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla Nightwisher Nightwisher YellowTemperence YellowTemperence

Italicized Unbolded Colored=Internal Dialogue
Bolded Colored=External Dialogue

Inventory -Two halves of an ordinary chain
-Two Cinder Missiles
-Three Matryoshka Doll Grenades
-32 Cans of Spray Paint in a Duffel Bag

Powers -Enhanced Durability
-Smoke Manipulation
-Smoke Shot​
-Smoke Dash​
-Cinder Missile​
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“Huh? Wh- AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” The bird creature could only scream out in pain as both his legs were crushed beneath the manican.

Meanwhile, back outside, the lizard would have noticed Frank approach him from behind, only scoffing at him when he took aim at his legs. “Perhaps it would be wise if you to put away that pea shooter you call a weapon.” He said coldly, though before he could react...

“RRRRRAAAAAAH!!!”

Without much warning, a giant claw came down upon the lizard’s arm, knocking it clean off in the process. The owner of the claw was none other than Bigby Wolf, who was looking a bit... hairier than the last time you saw him.

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“You alright?” Bigby asked Lucario as he attempted to help him up. However, the lizard wasn’t done yet, as any of you who kept an eye on him would see a worrying sight before you mere moments later.

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“I must say... that claw of yours packs... quite the punch.” The lizard said as he stood back to his feet while also growing his arm back. Right after doing so, he fired another blast of green magic towards Bigby, sending him flying into another building and knocking him out cold.

The lizard would then simply stare at the group in silence, as if waiting on someone to attack him.

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Delsin Rowe Location= Millennium City - Coat Tailor
Condition=In Combat/Ticked Off

Interaction ]“I must say... that claw of yours packs... quite the punch.”

The lizard man just casually stood up while making the state like it was nothing. Then he sent a blast of magic at Bigby in his hairy form. The resulting impact sent the man across the street and buried him under the rubble of a building. What the actual heck? This crazy magical lizard boy loses his arm and regrows it, only to fire a some crazy magic BS? That's some serious power, I'll give him that though. This was some final boss worthy power.

Delsin was half ticked off and half excited at the prospect of fighting such a powerful guy that was beating up his allies. Friends would be a strong word, given that they didn't even get know each in any setting outside of combat. With Lucario safe from the blast radius, Delsin threw a Cinder Missile straight at the lizard's face. Making use of distraction the smoke would likely create, Delsin whipped his chain at the creature's chest. The resulting explosions from the chain would hopefully knock the scalely monster back long enough to coordinate the group. "Take...this, you bastard!"

Notes Interacting With: Zamasu Zamasu marc122 marc122 darkred darkred thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla Nightwisher Nightwisher YellowTemperence YellowTemperence

Italicized Unbolded Colored=Internal Dialogue
Bolded Colored=External Dialogue

Inventory -Two halves of an ordinary chain
-One Cinder Missile
-Three Matryoshka Doll Grenades
-32 Cans of Spray Paint in a Duffel Bag
-Matchbox w/ 1 Cigarette

Powers -Enhanced Durability
-Smoke Manipulation
-Smoke Shot​
-Smoke Dash​
-Cinder Missile​
 
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Lucario

The blast from the oversized lizard turned everything into a blur. The Aura Pokemon is flung outside, his body appearing to go limp as he flips over himself numerous times before finally coming to a stop across the street from the store. All Lucario can remember at the moment through his blurry daze is... is the lizard coughing up that stupid bird that attacked him and Frank. Then... then the shopkeeper screamed something... and suddenly, he was silent. Lucario can't remember the details, but all he saw was a splash of red, then nothing more. That's all he remembers as he lays looking up at the lizard threatening his life, who only turns to face away from the canine as Frank presumably aims his weapon at the oversized monster. Lucario... though he tries to move his body to take advantage of the situation, he simply can't move a muscle. That blast was nothing short of devastating, even for someone like Lucario.

An oddly animal-like cry cuts through the air, and a giant claw likewise cuts through the lizard's arm like butter, severing it clean off. Lucario looks up at the man who has just arrived. Through his blurred vision, he can barely make out the face. Bigby...? He thinks to himself through his daze, which still seems to have no chance at clearing up anytime soon. The canine is confused- why does the man who had employed them to investigate these disappearances suddenly look different from before? The red eyes, the amount of hair on his face... Lucario's first thought is that Bigby's new appearance reminds him an awful lot of himself. More human, of course, but the Aura Pokemon is quick to realize how oddly canine his employer looks.

As Lucario tries to lean in to get a better look, Bigby disappears from his sight in a flash of green. There's a loud cracking noise behind Lucario, and that temporary silence that had taken over the tailor's building when the lizard first appeared takes over once more. The same silence... Lucario's tired mind begins to ponder what had just happened. This lizard has been launching the same blasts for a while now. A flash of green here, a flash of green there- and all of it ended in this sort of weird emptiness. Lucario's aura sensing is numbed in this state, so it's impossible for him to tell what happened to the tailor.

At least, not at first.

A splash of red... the pain he felt from getting struck by that same magic... Bigby disappearing in an instant, followed immediately by that cracking noise. The splash of red from the tailor... could the lizard have...?!

No... no, he wouldn't.

Lucario's mind begins to clear up, the visions of the past slowly coming back to him alongside his ability to process the present. He places one paw on the ground and gets to one knee, his stance unstable but still somehow holding firm.

He... he...

The splash of red crossing Lucario's memory isn't simply a color. Seconds ago, before being hit... there, the vision of the tailor's final moments. The lizard had raised his hand calmly... then killed him without another word.

"DIRTY BASTARD!" Lucario cries out as he gets to both feet and draws his paws back. Almost immediately, his paws fly forward in a blur, throwing hundreds of explosive Aura Spheres at the lizard, producing a bright light-blue glow that seems to illuminate the entire street. The combination of Close Combat and Aura Sphere would most likely cause much collateral damage... but Lucario can only see the murderer in front of him. A chain comes from the side, whipping at lizard furiously. Good. Lucario wants to see this killer suffer.

All that matters is that he dies.

Nothing more.​
 
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~Shilo Saga~
Interactions: Frank Woods ( FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla )
Mentions: Lucario ( YellowTemperence YellowTemperence ), Lizard Guy ( thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore ), Bigby Wolf, and Delsin ( QizPizza QizPizza )
Location: Outside of the Tailor's Shop
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Shilo who had taken this similarly to her other investigative work, had wondered off to ask people around the tailor's shop if they'd seen or heard anything suspicious going on. The assassin was used to her Team knowing her well enough to know that if there was an investigation going on, that didn't seem to have to end in violence, she was going to do her own looking around. So, she'd forgotten, or not even thought about, informing Frank and Lucario. That little mishap may have put the two in danger.

Shilo had been in the middle of an interview with someone who was all talk and no substance when she heard a loud crash from around the corner...right where the tailor's shop was. Without hesitation, the woman ran away from the interview, ignoring the yells from the person. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shilo thought to herself as she rounded the corner to find Lucario laying on the street with some kind of Lizard Guy in a suit standing near him. What the actual hell... She stepped forward, seeing Frank taking position to shoot at the Lizard's legs.

She took a few more steps forward when, noticing Bigby running up to do some damage. Well, it looked like Bigby but way more Big Bad Wolf. Anyway, he had clawed the Lizard's arm clean off... What an interesting change in events. The assassin thought as she continued to step forward. She opened her mouth to greet them when Bigby was unceremoniously shot into the side of another build. "Fuck me..." She murmured under her breath. Great... So it was going to be that kind of day.

Within the next few moments, both Lucario and Delsin had started a barrage of attacks on the new enemy, and Shilo wasn't about to lose out on this fight. She quickly made her way close to Frank. When she approached, she noticed his wound, her eyes widening a bit. "Jesus, are you okay?" She asked, not wanting to spend too much time talking when it could cost them... but she still wanted to make sure he wasn't hurt too badly. Shilo couldn't help feeling a bit guilty, but that didn't matter right now. She pulled out her throwing knives, turning to the fight. She'd really moved to get out of the way of the attacks from the other two, considering no one had seemed to notice her, the last thing she wanted was to get caught in friendly fire. The woman watched, waiting for a moment to strike.... There. With one strong move, the silver blade went flying through the air with the force only a skilled thrower could give it. If it actually hit... well that depended upon if she'd actually read the situation correctly.

With the fight going how it was, the assassin expected to be keeping her distance... however, she was ready if it came to close combat, considering she still had her hidden katar at the ready. She just needed a chance to get in there, which she wasn't going to get with Lucario and Delsin doing what they were doing. It wasn't that what they were doing was bad, in fact, against a quickly regenerating enemy such as this, a constant powerful attack was good. It just made it harder to confirm a kill, which was dangerous for an enemy that had this much damage with single attacks.

Shilo had never had to think about regenerating enemies before...or magic... but she knew battle strategy pretty well and she was a master at finding the right opportunity to strike. However, she was uncomfortable about the fact that this constant attacking seemed almost too easy... there had to be more to this fight than just the strength of the enemies attack and his regenerating power, right? Maybe Xander and Nara's constant discussion of video games had warn on Shilo too much. Nonetheless, she readied herself for the next knife throw.
 

  • As soon as the lizard freak blasted the group's inspector pal into another building and regrew his arm, Frank instantly abandoned any and all intentions of taking the asshole alive. There was no way they'd be able to easily capture the fucker, and even if they did do so, chances were the asshat would just break his ass outta prison and do the same shit all over again. He raised his M16 to fire a few rounds, but inadvertently touched his stomach wound with his elbow, causing him to groan and flinch in front of Shilo, who thankfully had arrived to help out. He waved off her concern for him, gesturing towards the fight at hand.

    "I'm fine- it's just a flesh wound. What won't be fine is if we let this asshole get away- there's no point capturing him, just go for a kill confirmed!" The latter part was practically shouted across the street, since he needed everyone to know that a capture was practically redundant. Thankfully for the group, there weren't any civilians lingering around as far as he could tell- which meant everyone could go all fucking out with a constant barrage of attacks.

    "Try to hit the head if you can!" If the lizard lost his head- and subsequently his brain- he probably couldn't regenerate that, and would hopefully drop dead. If they managed to decapitate him and he still regenerated back somehow... Well, in that case, they were completely fucked. Regardless, Woods rested his M16 on a pile of bricks thanks to the hole the lizard made with its big-ass blast, before firing multiple 5.56 NATO rounds at its skull. To add onto this, he used his off hand to single-handedly fire and reload his 40mm launcher, which was directed at center mass for the best effect. The asshat had to die under such firepower... Right???
 
The lizard merely stood motionless as the group began to attack him. First, as the missile was fired towards him, the lizard rose his harm and fired a thin blast of green magic towards it, easily slicing it in half and sending it unceremoniously falling to the ground.

Then, as Lucario fired his stream of orbs towards him, the lizard only raised a gigantic shield of green magic in front of him, which easily caught each orb. Once it was filled to the brim with as many orbs as it could hold, the shield proceeded to deflect all of them at once back towards Lucario and the rest of the group.

Once he lowered his shield, he saw a knife coming his way, which he easily caught by the blade. As dark green blood seeped out of his fingers, the lizard only looked down at the knife for a moment before tossing it to the side.

Frank’s shots toward his head didn’t seem to do much either, as the shots toward his skull were only met with quick regeneration, while the grenade was met with another thin blast of magic, which cut it in half just as Delsin’s was earlier.

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“Are you finished?” The lizard asked, still seeming to put up no fight at all.

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Delsin Rowe Location= Millennium City - Coat Tailor
Condition=In Combat

Interaction "Are you finished?”

"Well...that didn't work out too well..." Delsin rolled out of the way of one of the orbs the lizard boy defected. All of their attacks were just bouncing off or being nullified by the monster's crazy regeneration. It was a pain in the butt, but the regeneration had to have its limits, right? It better. Right now, it didn't appear that the lizard was trying to defeat them at all. That worried Delsin. That either meant that the lizard was way too cocky for his own good, or he actually had the power to back up that attitude. Given how Lucario, Shilo, Frank and his efforts were all null and void, it was safe to assume the latter.

But where's the fun if your opponent went down in one hit. That would drive Delsin insane. Sure, the power would be awesome for a few hours, but soon, life would become pretty dull. "That's some pretty cool regen you got there. Got any other cool party tricks up your sleeve? Sure, regeneration is cool and all, but that's just basic."

If only Delsin had some of his other powers. A Karma Bomb would be pretty useful right now, or a Phosphorus beam. Or heck, even some Concrete powers. But, noooo, he had to make do with whatever he had right now. The Conduit ran towards the lizard, using his right hand to fire Smoke shots at its face. That wasn't meant to do any damage, but it sure would be nice if it did. With left hand, he looped his chain so that it formed an enclosed circle. When Delsin was close enough, he Smoke Dashed behind the lizard monster and brought the chain around the lizard's neck, setting off explosions along the length of the chain. Hopefully, the lizard would need oxygen to operate, or else this would just be an enormous waste of time and effort.

Notes Interacting With: Zamasu Zamasu marc122 marc122 darkred darkred thatguyinthestore thatguyinthestore FactionGuerrilla FactionGuerrilla Nightwisher Nightwisher YellowTemperence YellowTemperence

Italicized Unbolded Colored=Internal Dialogue
Bolded Colored=External Dialogue

Inventory -Two halves of an ordinary chain
-One Cinder Missile
-Three Matryoshka Doll Grenades
-32 Cans of Spray Paint in a Duffel Bag
-Matchbox w/ 1 Cigarette

Powers -Enhanced Durability
-Smoke Manipulation
-Smoke Shot​
-Smoke Dash​
-Cinder Missile​
 
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Until now, Asuka couldn't help but to watch. Although she had remembered that she still has her mech and sensibility, it was the power of the anthropomorphic lizard who intimidated her to inaction, especially with Detective Bigby Wolf out. It only worsened matters with the display of his skill and capability to take in what would've reduced mere enemy henchmen into nothing without any tangible harm. Lucario had fired a series of orbs at the supernatural being; no effect. Shilo had thrown a knife right at him; nuh-uh. And finally, Frank had fired off numerous 5.56 NATO rounds and a grenade at him; no bueno.

Little Asuka couldn't take it anymore. She was now tired of standing back and watching her teammates struggle, repeating what had happened back at the warehouse, only without the "evil shit being beat to shit" part. It had worked when she intervened back on the streets with the four-armed red psycho, so to her, she wondered, why wouldn't it work here? Inside the mech suit, she furrowed her eyebrows in the revelation of her anger. She then gripped tightly onto the handles inside the cockpick and began pulling on them rapidly. Then her mech began rushing towards the lizard, both hands in the form of fists, preparing to punch him in the guts, then in his face.

And she screamed from the inside.​
 

  • Frank nearly expected the shithead to be turned into a pile of ashes. But the fact that the scaly bastard was still alive and barely even scathed was a really, really bad sign- there was no way that could be right... Except for the fact that in this world, nothing seemed to be right nor followed the laws of reality, not even his own body.

    So if the lizard jackass wasn't gonna go down via normal methods thanks to that weird-ass magic it was toting, then what would make it go down? The Marine scanned his eyes over the smug asshole, looking for something- anything- that could be a viable target. Having not seen the lizard transform from the birdie bastard, he didn't really think of the wand in its hand... until he realized that was probably also where all the magic was coming from. And if the group could somehow remove its source of magic, it would be left vulnerable to the makeshift detectives' hailstorm of fire.

    The only issue?

    Everyone else was rushing in close to get rid of the lizard. That meant he had no way to actually fire without risking friendly fire. Woods lowered his M16A1, glancing over to Shilo and hopefully locking eyes with the assassin. Maybe she would come to the same conclusion as he did- maybe not. Either way, everyone else needed to know what to target- even if his plan was a shitty one, a terrible game plan was better than no plan at all.

    "No, we're aiming at the wrong areas... Try to go after the wand!" The S.O.G. agent shouted, pointing towards the magic stick that the lizard seemed keen on grasping onto. In the meantime, he hadn't noticed but his chest wound was halfway done sealing itself up- to say the very least, he might as well had been using his own magic to bolster his own regenerative systems. Of course, it wasn't on any scale that the scaly magician was- but still remarkably quick and effective.


 
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The next attack from Delsin proved just as ineffective as the others, as the lizard didn’t seem phased by the smoke bombs, and only turned to face the attacker as he dashed behind him. He proceeded to slice clean through the chain with a blast of magic before it even connected with his neck.

Though, this appeared to be enough to distract him long enough for the mech suit to collide a punch with his gut, and then his face, the sheer force of the punches sending the lizard flying back a good few feet. Though this didn’t knock him down completely, as the lizard was steadying himself onto one knee and then finally bringing himself up to his feet. He then brought his fingers to his nose, which had begun bleeding from the attack.

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“Impressive.” He remarked while still wearing his stoney-faced expression across his features. “Though, I’m afraid that our little game ends here.” With that, the lizard lifted his arm and shot one last blast of magic, this one hitting Baiken and colliding with her throat. She proceeded to grasp the small hole in her throat where she was hit and coughing up a fair amount of blood before her lifeless body dropped to the ground.

“Consider this your warning. Pray that we do not meet again.” He said before taking out what looked like a pair of scissors and seemingly cutting a portal into thin air. The portal looked like a swirling dark green vortex, and the lizard soon stepped through before the portal disappeared out of thin air.

Bigby woke up soon after, emerging from the rubble with a few cuts and bruises along with seeming to have reverted back to his normal human form. “Ugh... shit. That guy really packs some strong fire power.” Bigby remarked before looking to the rest of the group. “Judging by the looks on your faces, I’m gonna assume that he got away.” He said. Whether or not anyone answered, Bigby would head back into the shop of the coat tailor and lift up the bird that Frank and Lucario had fought earlier.


“Huh…? I don’t want to wake up yet…!” The bird exclaimed before lightly shoving Bigby’s cheek with his feather. He soon fully came to, however, and when he did he let out an ear piercing shriek.

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“AH!! W-who are you?!” He shrieked, attempting to back away despite being in the arms of the literal Big Bad Wolf.

“Detective Bigby Wolf.” He said sternly. “Who are you?” He asked, seeming to be playing good cop for now.

“I am Ludo! Have you not heard of me?!” The bird, evidently named Ludo, exclaimed, to which Bigby only shook his head.

“No, I haven’t. You have any idea who that lizard guy was that we just fought earlier?” He asked, causing Ludo to suddenly raise a brow in confusion.

“Lizard? I’m sorry, but I don’t know any lizard people. Unless of course, you mean Toffee. But he’s dead!” He exclaimed, sounding pretty sure of himself, even accompanying his comment with a light chuckle. “Though… why do you ask?” He asked as he tilted his head to the side slightly.

“Uh huh. Tell me, does this Toffee have slicked back hair and a fancy suit?” Bigby asked.

“Uh… yeah!” Ludo shouted with a nod.

“Yeah, I hate to break it to ya, but this Toffee ain’t dead. In fact, he sorta just kicked our asses.” He said, causing Ludo‘ eyes to widen in what looked like a mix of both shock and fear.

“W-what?! How is that even possible?!” Ludo shouted as he frantically looked around before attempting to break free from the larger man’s grasp.

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“Let go of me NOW!!! I don’t want to be corrupted!!” He shouted, though his words fell on deaf ears as Bigby only lightly shook him in his arms to get him to stop.

“Calm down. I’m gonna take ya down to my office for questioning. You’ll be safe there.... probably.” He said, though obviouslyLudo didn’t like that answer, as he only continued to struggle to break free and scream. Turning to the group, Bigby would nod to them.

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“Thanks for the help on the case. Although we didn’t find the missing people, I think that we might have just found our culprit. Or at least, an accomplice of the culprit. If you want, you can stop by my office at any time. I may have some more work for ya if you do.” He saikd before turning to walk back towards his office with Ludo in hand, leaving the rest of you to go about your daily business.

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