Fandom What Remains (Survival Multi-Fandom)

[Eliasdagood]

Cortova realizes that her helmet is still on, and removes it, stepping forward as Venkman prompts her. This seems like a fairly normal human trial, so she should know what she’s doing.

“I, Cortova Black, can confirm that I never witnessed Venkman state that he was acting under the authority of any military or organization. He was rather clear that this was a personal endeavor on his part.” She says, her voice calm and clear.
The Mad Queen

 

[adrian_]

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Praxis Murkhan
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A large silhouette kneeled over a post, putting a circular object on it, seemingly weeping into it's arms, the silhouette, a little more defined now, stood and put his hand on the post, clenching his fingers into a fist and looking away.

The apparent man looked around and started to become frantic, running around and searching the sand around him until he seemingly found what he was looking for, he pulled a battered pole from the ground and attached a flag to it, a break in the dusty wind showing a Fist with a lightning bolt going through it and penants attached shining through the storm.

The man briefly jogged to a hole in the sand and pulled up a menacing helmet, red with a white stripe down the front, with two High Gothic phrases going up the cheeks. He took some time attaching it to himself, and then gazed at his environment, his frantic demeanor disappearing as suddenly as it appeared, he stared at a corpse to his right for a bit of time, then marched to it, pulling off the corpses greaves and putting them on, then kneeling down and whispering a quick apology.

The storm started to die down a bit, revealing a name tag on his breast with the name 'Brother Praxis Murkhan' on it. Praxis started to stride eastwards, walking through ten or twenty corpses and bits of scrap until he left the tiny dust storm, his helmet made a sound like a dusty window opening, and he started to speak, the intercom in his helmet making him sound crackly and loud: "By the Emperor, what Hell have I entered.", he lifted his standard and walked a few more miles before coming upon another group of burnt and charred corpses, all human, but not genetically modified.

"What kind of savagery is this? Chaos perhaps?" He looked across the desolate landscape and saw a few automobiles, two buggy's and a large truck, with his interest piqued he examined them, noticing their uselessness to him at the moment, he searched the truck's bed, finding a few bottles of water and a strange primitive firearm, he drank the water out of instinct, finishing the tiny bottles in moments. He continued to examine the tiny pistol in his hands and checked the magazine, two bullets, "What kind of ammunition is this? It's worthless! How am i supposed to kill with this damned thing?!".

He started to get a bit agitated, staring at the 9mm bullet in disbelief and frustration, he knew the rarity of such a weapon, how ancient it had to be, but he needed functionality right now. Nevertheless, he pocketed it and started to march on northwards.

 

[Fran DeArc]

Hoshido: Small Village (Outskirts of Castle Shirasagi)

"Hey, you there!"

Several soldiers dressed in eastern-like clothing surround the stranger. Thier spears, swords, and magical seals were set to attack the mysterious visitor and his... companions.

"Stop right where you are!" The Hoshidan ordered, "Or suffer the wrath of the Hoshi--"

He was stopped as his superior ran past him, pulling his bow back and aiming at the stranger.

"An intruder... State your business! You are in the presence of Prince Takumi of Hoshido!"

His bow, Fujin Yumi, glowed as he took aim at the stranger. Takumi was an impatient one, so they better explain themselves before the Angry Pineapple Prince changes his mind.

GearBlade654

 

[GearBlade654]

Pixels
It was to the robot's misfortune that it couldn't speak.
It's response was to hold its hands up in a "Whoa, whoa, calm down man" way.
As Takumi paid attention to the stranger, the machine was apparently alone.
An exception was the GREMLIN drone hovering near the robot, it's "face" now fixated on the prince's bow.
Pixels kept attempting to try and calm the prince down, but it probably wasn't effective as it could only move its hands in a calm down gesture.
Back at base...
The Commander
"Our intel was correct, all right! Someone get an XCOM team there, NOW!"
I growl underneath my breath, berating myself for not foreseeing this. Now our recon unit is stranded in the middle of nowhere with all sorts of potential hostiles surrounding him with only a GREMLIN drone and a laser rifle. Argh, why didn't I give it a smoke grenade!? If it had one now...
I take a deep breath. Calm, now.
"Right. Let's see what we got here..."
6 soldiers wearing the same Power Suit that Pixels wore were near the Skyranger. All 6 soldiers were carrying Laser Rifles, an Alien Grenade, a Smoke Grenade, and were accompanied by 2 Laser HWPs.
"Alright. Go, go, go!"
Everyone obeyed my orders and got on the Skyranger, which took off. Hmph. I wonder...
Can our GREMLIN do something?
Fran DeArc

 

[The Mad Queen]

Markiplier: Rush Valley​

Mark took a few steps forwards, leaning on his cane and glancing at Noodle. From the look in her eyes, he knew she wasn't going to let him find Clementine by himself and so he gave her little more than a firm nod of his head in response.
He told himself that Asriel, Fate and even Ramil were among countless he'd failed to save since the Multiverse had died, and even before that he told himself that there had been others among his subscribers, all nineteen million of them who he hadn't been able to talk or reach out to despite them needing help, his help.

With another strike of his cane on the hospital floor, he told himself that enough was enough.

"Stein." He called back "Look after Chica while I'm away, will ya? Should only be gone a few minutes, hours maybe."
"I've never dogsat before, but I suppose there's a first time for everything." He smiled, getting a chuckle out of Mark "And please, call me Martin."
"Alright Chica." He said, scratching behind the dog's ears "You be good for Martin."

He struck his cane on the ground just outside of the hospital a few minutes later, filled with some hope. He had seen the girl he'd rescued from Mos Eisley on his way out, asleep and being tended to by Mei's Alchemists.
The streets of Rush Valley were empty aside from some military and police, with the occasional civilians being escorted away with the fear of another attack. Mark limped towards a soldier.

"Hey! Have you seen a little girl around here?"
"You'll need to be more specific."
"Wore a cap with a D on it um...Black. Brown eyes, dark brown hair." Mark stammered "We came here from Mos Eisley."

The soldier gave Mark a suspicious look, looked at Noodle and then back at Mark again
"Well, orders are to keep you in this area, Mark."
"What!?"
"Some guy called Ramil wants to sacrifice you, and we can't take that risk. Look, I'll tell you what. I didn't see the girl for myself, but one of my friends might have. I'll put the word out and if anybody sees..."
"Clementine. Her name is Clementine."
"Clementine they'll try to point her in your direction."

Mark shook his head "So that's it?"
"I'm sorry, but we have our orders."

The Omen of Death Morbuskid

Metro-Gotham (Lexcorp Bunker)​

The bunker was silent for a few moments, and then Lex himself stepped out to greet Deadpool. Rather than his armour, he was wearing a suit and tie as he took the briefcase and placed his thumb on the handle.
It opened for a split second, and Wade would catch a glimpse of a computer screen right before Luthor shut it.
"If you must know, it's something that will save this city." He sighed "And before you make another smart comment, no. It's not from Superman. We settled our differences when something tried to eat the entire Multiverse. Something about armageddon will make people bury the hatchet, even for me."

Tightly clutching the case, Luthor started to turn around "I do hope this isn't the last time we do business, Mr Wilson." He started to walk out of the bunker "I expect you'll see yourself out."

The bunker's doors shut behind him and Lex made his way towards a lift, being taken to a helipad onto of Lexcorp tower. Already waiting were a four guards, dressed in a cleaner version of the thug's armour, Mercy and another bodyguard.

Spoiler: Deadshot

"We've been waiting a while, where the hell have you been?" Deadshot snapped

Luthor simply held up the briefcase in response and climbed aboard the transport. It took off and cloaked as it left the skies of Metro-Gotham, flying north.

The Omen of Death

Venkman: Haven's Spear ​

The Mage Council glared at Cortova in silence for a few moments as she spoke, with the masked woman standing from her podium as Cortova finished.
"She's telling the truth. Even so, you disobeyed an order...We shall discuss this, and return once a verdict has been reached. That is, unless you have another witness to call."
"Brian." Venkman stated "He's a Sin-Eater..."
"We know who Brian is. And he's currently indisposed."
"What?"
"The Western Graveyard was destroyed, as you're well aware and currently the Sin-Eaters have their hands full."
"Everyone died..." Venkman grumbled "What else is there to do?"

The Judges looked at one another and the Free Council representative opened his mouth. He was a well-dressed black gentleman in a grey suit black and on closer inspection, one could see bits of grey in his dark, combed hair. He tried to hide it under a bowler hat that matched the colour of his outfit and there was a broach over his heart, showing the symbol of the free Council.

"Then I'll be the first to tell ya. A few miles East of the dome, some scouts noticed a large movement of ghosts. Turns out most of them got pushed out of the dome. Seems your Guardian friend tried to save as many of them as possible while fighting that Vortex asshole."
He spoke with a light and welcoming American accent, a contrast to the masked woman who's voice was as cold as ice.

A bright smile grew on Venkman's face.
"Do you have any other witnesses?" The masked woman asked
"Oh um...No."

The Judges all rose from their podiums and walked towards the wall behind them, with a door forming and allowing them to walk through.

Eliasdagood

 

[Eliasdagood]

Cortova waits till all of them are gone, before letting out a breath, and turning to Venkman. “So, I don’t know how much trouble you’re in, but let me know if you need me to back you up again.” She says, smiling at him. “Oh, also, do you know where they put my ship? I have roughly four million eggs embedded in my skin, and it is beyond itchy.” She says with an awkward laugh.
The Mad Queen

 

[Fran DeArc]

Hoshido: Small Village
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The stranger's hand gestures suggested that he came in peace, but Takumi remained unmoved.

"I am not easily swayed by those who claim peace, Invader!"

The Prince was quite ready to let his arrows rain hell on this stranger and his companions if it wasn't for one of its companions hovering in the vicinity of his bow. It caught him off guard a bit, but then he grew annoyed. He pulled back his bow, the arrow aiming straight for the GREMLIN'S "head."

"Out of my face!!"

"Takumi! That's enough!" Many of the Hoshidan soldiers moved out the way as the High Prince of Hoshido Ryoma stepped in, "Stand down, troops."

They all did as the High Prince commanded, except his hot-headed brother of course.

"B-Brother...!"

"Put your weapon down, Takumi. They mean no harm."

"But brother--"

"Takumi," Ryoma shot a cold glare towards Takumi while placing a hand on his blade, Rajinto.

Without another word, Takumi reluctantly lowered his bow and backed away. Ryoma then turned his attention to the newcomer.

"Forgive my brother. He's usually like this with every foreigner," he then bowed, "I am Lord Ryoma, High Prince of Hoshido. So, what brings you here, Stranger? You certainly are not from here... Perhaps you're from Midgar?"

​

He assumed this because Pixels did look like a citizen of Midgar, the neighboring city.

GearBlade654

 

[Phantom Thief of Hearts]

ANNA THE MERCHANT

The Hydra's head fell to the ground after Gong's attack cleaved the mighty creature's head off, but of course this is a Hydra...

"You've never fought a Hydra, huh?" Anna asked nonchalantly.

From the stub of where the Hydra's head once was two more took its place. The two newly formed Hydra heads stared at each other and smiled before they lunged at the group

Thepotatogod @Baku

 

[Zamasu]

Team FNCC
-Gladius-II-

"Oh, well, thanks. Please do." Filia says, smiling back at Magnus. After being told to go back to New York and the meeting adjourned. "I guess we should go back and take a breather...plus a shower, I really need that the most." Filia says, having kept her needing for a shower ever since the sewer situation.

The Mad Queen Morbuskid The Omen of Death​

 

[Thorn_Reaper]

Kerrigan: The south

Kerrigan received a psionic cry from the scouts she send, the drones were being slaughtered by unknown creatures, they were big, and very strong. The drones were killed quickly, one had it's head smashed almost instantly, the other was turned into a bloody pool of blood and meat, and the last manage to strike one of the berserker with its pincers, but it didn't caused any damage. It was splitted in half.

This leaved Kerrigan pensative, she saw how her hive cluster was growing, and the lair was completed, granting her access to her own heavy units, the aberrations.
The aberrations were created from the Dna of humans infected with the zerg HEV(Hiper Evolutionary Virus). They had a big size, about the size of an elephant, and were the zerg equivalent to 'light' tanks.



Kerrigan began creating 4 aberrations, and prepared her troops, she knew that the giant beings that attacked her scouts were coming towards her base. She prepared her troops, and created an elite squad of 6 veteran hydralisks, these hydralisks had survived several skirmishes with xenomorphs, yautja, sectoids and several other aliens, and emerged victorious, thought, this was their first time fighting berserkers.

After a few hours, the aberrations were ready and Kerrigan took her elite hydralisks and four aberrations and 4 overlords as transport, they entered the overlords and went towards the last known location of the scouts. After thirdteen minutes of travel Kerrigan's overlords were attacked by plasma weapons, a force of a dozen sectoids and a sectoid commander were trying to take them down.

The overlords dropped Kerrigan and her troops in the jungle, and hided in the trees, in order to not take more damage. The sectoids were in a clearing, and shooted their plasma weapons towards Kerrigan, 5 were normal, grey sectoids, while 6 were more human-like(sectoids from xcom 2), and the last one was a sectoid commander, Kerrigan began throwing psionic bolts towards the sectoids, as the aberrations charged towards them and the hydralisk provided support fire. The sectoids managed to take down an hydralisk but were quickly wiped out, only the sectoid commander remained.

Kerrigan slowy walked towards it, the sectoid tried to shoot her, but the weapon exploded, sending it 2 meters back. Shortly after that, Kerrigan was on top of the sectoid, she could feel how it tried to attack her with psionic power. 'Pathetic' She thought as she felt how the intruder psionic power battled against her own, far superior psionic energy, it psionic power was nowhere near as that of a protoss, and was insignificant against her own, it only could give her a very mild headache.

She simply put her hand in the sectoid head, and it exploded in a combination of raw psionic energy and grey blood. After that she could heard rumble coming from the trees, the berserkers had arrived. She prepared her troops, the 4 aberrations in the front, and the 5 remaining hydralisks behind, she wanted at least one alive for study and if possible, incorporation to the swarm.

As they came charging towards them, Kerrigan felt more beings, the berserkers weren't alone, there were at least 8 cloacked enemies near, she prepared to fight, she knew what they were, she had fighted them in the past, and a predator was everything but sectoid scum. She leaved the berserkers and aberrations fight, they were in a devastating melee, and were equal in power.

"SHOW YOURSELF!" Kerrigan shouted to her cloacked foes, as she extended her blade-like wings, and a blue glow came from her hands, and her eyes shined with inmense purple psionic power. The hydralisks took a defensive stance, and opened their bag-like things containing the thousands of spines in their heads, the spines had an hightly poisonous substance on them, enought to kill a horse in minutes.

 

[Donder172]

Minity: Skyrim​

With the guards still distracted, the group was able to make their getaway and Minity led them north-west, towards the direction of Bleak Falls Barrow. She had discovered her first "Word Wall" there, in what had felt like several lifetimes ago and amongst the skeletons of half a dozen bandits Minity was finally able to take a breath, resting her back against a pillar.

"Shiel-" Aela began, only to get cut off by Minity
"Save it for later. Sigmund will see an end to us all unless we act fast, but we must also be smart. He's challenged me to a dual at the Throat of the World."
"You're not fighting him alone." Aela scolded
"That's the idea." Minity smiled

Farkas gave her a firm nod in response
"You've been a good friend to me, I hope that means something." He drew his sword "It's yours, as are my claws, Harbinger."

Minity's expression turned grim as she locked eyes with Ulfri "You said that Sigmund attacked you at your shop. Will you join us in bringing him down?"

@Donder172 @Morbuskid

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Ulfri followed the group, looking up as she too remembers Black Falls Barrow. "I will join you in bringing that coward down. He made enemies with the wrong Nord. And now he will be paying for it." Ulfri said in response to Minity. Looking up at her companions. "With the Companions and two Dragonborns, he will have a tough time fighting. Though caution is required because of the hostages Sigmund has. Unfortunately, I doubt we have the time to find them and get them out of his grasp. Should we have the opportunity to do so, I recommend to do so. Without hostages, we will have more room to move."

Domino
New Vegas Outskirts
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Domino followed along with Sara, and while not much was said along the way, she constantly kept her eyes peeled for any signs of NCR or anything to that affect considering she had been hearing on that radio reports of NCR activity. Once they made it to the outskirts of the city, and Courier 9 answered the question Domino replied.

"Alright, then, lead the way. I could use a break to settle down for at least a bit. I'd imagine the NCR is also probably going to be pursuing us for our little excursion..."

Donder172 @ManyFaces

"I don't doubt that they will. No doubt still angry about last time. Luckily, New Vegas is one of the more safer places in the Mojave." Sara said as she kept walking further.

Barry looked at the gigantic central tower. "Well look at that! I've never seen a building like that in Central." Barry followed Sara considering she probably knew the place best. "So what's this place missy? Looks like the slums, probably a nice place to chop people!" The murderous suit of armor said with glee.

Donder172 The Omen of Death

"Because they more or less are. These parts are were the less fortunate live. Though not the worst. And I advice you not to start murdering in this area. It might be mostly security here, but cause enough trouble and you might end up against Securitrons. And those are not so easily defeated." Sara said towards Barry.

Karla En-Route to India (Diamond City)​

Karla gave Slade her typical grin "Don't worry, Wilson. I promise to look after him while we're on the plane. And he can't be more annoying to you than I already am."

Minutemen and Diamond Dogs approached the plane, carrying the wounded off and bringing them towards a makeshift medical tent that had been set up in the middle of the city. The fighting had been fierce, and Karla noticed a few bodybags being carried out, there hadn't been time to bury those who had died in Vortex's initial attack and instead a pile of bodybags lay in another section of the city.

Snake approached the plane, examining it's exterior for himself as he ran his human hand along the outside.
"Is it over?" He asked, getting a nod from Karla
"I nuked the motherfucker, so I'd say..."
"Good. Now I want you to get on that plane and never come back." He ordered, coldly
"What!? But we-"
"I know what you did, all of you. But I don't trust Ghandi, and neither should you. You can tell yourself that a paycheck is just a paycheck, but with an employer like that he's going to keep tabs on you for the rest of your lives."

@The Omen of Death @Polyblank @Donder172

Jango looked towards Snake as he was about to board the plane. Listening to the conversation as he gets closer. He honestly did not care if Ghandi kept tabs on him. Ghandi could be potentionally be someone who could hire Jango for more jobs, that would be if he gets paid.

 

[GearBlade654]

Pixels
The machine's response was to put its laser rifle up to retaliate if Takumi fired.
The rifle immediately lowered upon witnessing Ryoma intervene. About time too-the drone, spotting Takumi about to fire, was slowly inching behind the scout.
Pixels, on the other hand, put it's laser rifle away and turned to Ryoma. It slowly shook its head, before making 3 symbols-pointing at self, imitated a person talking with the right hand, and made an X with its arms.
I don't speak.
Pixels was taking time to contemplate what to do next when the GREMLIN drone slowly floated back out upon seeing Takumi put his bow away. It projected a small holographic board.
There were three words on the board.
"Investigate unexplored land."
Fran DeArc

The Commander
"Hmmm, that was close."
"Engineer, how it the new body for Pixels coming along?"
"It's going along smoothly. Speed, armor... Pixels can soak up more hits. And the modified GREMLIN type generates a stealth field so that Pixels can advance in stealth-stops when Pixels fires, though."

(Painted in grey, not beige)

 

[The Mad Queen]

Team FNCC
-Gladius-II-

"Oh, well, thanks. Please do." Filia says, smiling back at Magnus. After being told to go back to New York and the meeting adjourned. "I guess we should go back and take a breather...plus a shower, I really need that the most." Filia says, having kept her needing for a shower ever since the sewer situation.

The Mad Queen Morbuskid The Omen of Death​

The group were escorted outside of the chambers and towards a shuttle-port. They were sleek, white and blue in design with rows of armchairs inside.
"One of these will take us to SHIELD HQ, where my lab is." Reed explained "You'll stay as my guests while I help Samson and conduct the investigation. However, should you want to return to New York, that can be arranged too." He continued "But so long as people want me dead, I need to keep my distance from that city." His tone and gaze turned grim. He paused and turned his gaze towards the shuttle on the left "Magnus. That shuttle will take you straight to the Bureau of Balance."
"Do they know I'm alive?" He asked, getting a gentle nod from Reed.

"Thank you for everything, Magnus. I couldn't have saved New York without your help." Reed offered Magnus a light half-smile and a handshake, and in response the bear of a man embraced Reed in a hug. The scientist was taken back at first, a look of surprise on his face but he hugged Magnus back. Due to the height difference of the two he actually had to stretch one of his arms to reach Magnus' back.

After a few seconds, Magnus let go of Reed and turned to the rest of the group "Alright, who's next?" He smiled

Zamasu Morbuskid

Venkman: Haven's Spear (Continent of Night) ​

"Mages would have dropped it off by the port." Venkman scratched the back of his head "South side of this city. I think we can get there and back before they..."

He was cut off as the doors opened, the representative Judges emerging right before the doors faded back into the walls.
"That was...Quick."
"Time within the verdict room..."
"Is slower than the rest of the courthouse. I know. I've been on the other side before." Venkman sighed lightly "Five minutes is more like an hour in there, but you were gone for a minute, maybe less."

He took one step forwards "What, am I that guilty?" He chuckled, throwing in a sarcastic shrug
"Watch your tone." The Masked woman scolded
"In the case of Venkman verses Haven's Spear, we have found the defendant...Guilty." The Free Council Rep said

Venkman lowered his head
"...Of nothing more than acting under unusual and dangerous circumstances."
Venkman looked up, getting a cheeky wink from the man "All charges of treason are to be dropped, effective immediately. On one condition."
"Name it." Venkman smiled
"He will use his skills in Necromancy to provide Haven's Spear with an army of undead. Two hundred zombies ought to do." The Masked woman said. Despite her face being covered, Venkman could tell that underneath she was actually smiling at him.
"Court dismissed. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here." The Free Council rep added.

Venkman led Cortova and Abigail outside, his hands in his pockets. They would feel a gust of wind behind them, causing Venkman to spin around and stand face to face with the Free Council rep.
"Two hundred zombies?" Venkman asked, raising an eyebrow
"The Council's still pissed off with you, even if we just ruled in your favour. I had to find an excuse to keep ya out of trouble, keep ya busy until this Vortex shit blows over."

Venkman opened his mouth to speak, but the Rep raised a hand, cutting him off "I know what you're gonna say. 'Vortex died. I saw him die', but he's an AI Venkman. We can't be sure...And you, of all people should know that there are multiple ways of cheating the Grim Reaper's scythe."

He turned his gaze towards Cortova and Abigail
"Name's Brandon." He smiled, offering them both handshakes.

Eliasdagood

 

[Eliasdagood]

Cortova-Haven’s Spear
Cortova smiles, shaking Brandon’s hand. “Hey, I’m Cortova.” She says, a bit more relaxed now that she knows Venkman will be alright. She takes a deep breath, feeling movement under her skin again. It’s still hurting. “It’s nice to meet you! I was really worried for a hot second there.”
The Mad Queen

 

[The Mad Queen]

Kerrigan: The south

Kerrigan received a psionic cry from the scouts she send, the drones were being slaughtered by unknown creatures, they were big, and very strong. The drones were killed quickly, one had it's head smashed almost instantly, the other was turned into a bloody pool of blood and meat, and the last manage to strike one of the berserker with its pincers, but it didn't caused any damage. It was splitted in half.

This leaved Kerrigan pensative, she saw how her hive cluster was growing, and the lair was completed, granting her access to her own heavy units, the aberrations.
The aberrations were created from the Dna of humans infected with the zerg HEV(Hiper Evolutionary Virus). They had a big size, about the size of an elephant, and were the zerg equivalent to 'light' tanks.
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Kerrigan began creating 4 aberrations, and prepared her troops, she knew that the giant beings that attacked her scouts were coming towards her base. She prepared her troops, and created an elite squad of 6 veteran hydralisks, these hydralisks had survived several skirmishes with xenomorphs, yautja, sectoids and several other aliens, and emerged victorious, thought, this was their first time fighting berserkers.

After a few hours, the aberrations were ready and Kerrigan took her elite hydralisks and four aberrations and 4 overlords as transport, they entered the overlords and went towards the last known location of the scouts. After thirdteen minutes of travel Kerrigan's overlords were attacked by plasma weapons, a force of a dozen sectoids and a sectoid commander were trying to take them down.

The overlords dropped Kerrigan and her troops in the jungle, and hided in the trees, in order to not take more damage. The sectoids were in a clearing, and shooted their plasma weapons towards Kerrigan, 5 were normal, grey sectoids, while 6 were more human-like(sectoids from xcom 2), and the last one was a sectoid commander, Kerrigan began throwing psionic bolts towards the sectoids, as the aberrations charged towards them and the hydralisk provided support fire. The sectoids managed to take down an hydralisk but were quickly wiped out, only the sectoid commander remained.

Kerrigan slowy walked towards it, the sectoid tried to shoot her, but the weapon exploded, sending it 2 meters back. Shortly after that, Kerrigan was on top of the sectoid, she could feel how it tried to attack her with psionic power. 'Pathetic' She thought as she felt how the intruder psionic power battled against her own, far superior psionic energy, it psionic power was nowhere near as that of a protoss, and was insignificant against her own, it only could give her a very mild headache.

She simply put her hand in the sectoid head, and it exploded in a combination of raw psionic energy and grey blood. After that she could heard rumble coming from the trees, the berserkers had arrived. She prepared her troops, the 4 aberrations in the front, and the 5 remaining hydralisks behind, she wanted at least one alive for study and if possible, incorporation to the swarm.

As they came charging towards them, Kerrigan felt more beings, the berserkers weren't alone, there were at least 8 cloacked enemies near, she prepared to fight, she knew what they were, she had fighted them in the past, and a predator was everything but sectoid scum. She leaved the berserkers and aberrations fight, they were in a devastating melee, and were equal in power.

"SHOW YOURSELF!" Kerrigan shouted to her cloacked foes, as she extended her blade-like wings, and a blue glow came from her hands, and her eyes shined with inmense purple psionic power. The hydralisks took a defensive stance, and opened their bag-like things containing the thousands of spines in their heads, the spines had an hightly poisonous substance on them, enought to kill a horse in minutes.

Despite Kerrigan's demands for a fight, the hunters continued to watch. A few newblood Yautja attempted to move from their hiding places and move into the fray of battle, only for the elder hunters to raise hands, telling them to stand down. The female locked eyes with the male and the two nodded, neither one saying a word as early detection by the prey would spoil the hunt.

Instead, while Kerrigan's army was focused on the prey they moved deeper into the jungle, continuing to watch...But not every newblood obeyed.
Emerging from the shadows of another towering tree was a hunter, his armour without trophies and armed with little more than a spear in his hands and a cannon on his shoulders.

He tilted his head to the side, studying Kerrigan and making clicking sounds before lunging towards his prey. A few other Yautja tried to jump into the fray, but the elders forbade them from getting closer.
"(The fool has made his choice.)" The female whispered

Thorn_Reaper

Minity: Skyrim​

Minity glaced in a few directions, looking to see if the group was being followed "In that case, I need to be honest with you. My children aren't Sigmund's hostages. At least, not anymore."
Serana's eyes widened "Minity..."
"We are asking this woman to risk her life for us against a common foe. To do that, you need trust."
"They're at Jorrvaskr, under the watchful eye of the Companions." Aela said, taking a few steps towards Ulfri. She then locked eyes with Minity "I take it you met with them, Shield-Sister?"

The Dark Elf nodded in response "But we must keep up this ruse. Sigmund must still believe he holds all the cards if we are to beat him at his own game."
She locked eyes with the Mandalorian "How many can your...Droid carry?"
"Sigmund is no hunter. I can sneak up the mountain myself." Aela nodded "Just give me a signal and I'll fill him with arrows."

Minity smiled, her gaze turning back to the Mandalorian "Well, with Sigmund expecting me and Talion's hammer, that's three down and four left. Can your droid handle that?"
"What's a droid?" Farkas asked
"Think if those Dwemer machines could think for themselves. I think. I am new to the concept of them myself."

Donder172 Morbuskid

 

[Zamasu]

Team FNCC
-Gladius-II-

All is now over and the girls can finally come back. After Reed lets go of Magnus after they hugged, the girls proceed to hug the scientist from all sides. "DADDY!!!" The four of them yelled in joy, and yes, they intentionally called Reed like that, but just as a joke and not legit. They all let go of the scientist afterwards.

The Mad Queen​

 

[Thepotatogod]

{New York}
Zamasu

--Yosuke Hanamura--

"Hey there, Roxie-san. Just checking some stuff." Yosuke greeted, "Say, do you happen to have some spare knives, daggers or something? I'm kinda out of weapons, haha..." he chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Renoir-san kinda asked me to fetch a friend, and I'm fresh out of throwing knives." He soon realized how wrong that must've sound. "...It's in case a Symbiote breaks the ceasefire thing..."

--Minako Arisato--

As Minako continues to head for Squiggly's location, she hears something jumping from roof to roof. Minako soon stops when she spots a woman down the road, clad in what appears to a red and yellow costume, with fangs as sharp as a wolf's and long, messy hair that can be compared to a lion's mane...

"Well, well, well....What do we have here?" A distorted woman's spoke through the figure. "A lost Kitten?...This would make a splendid meal for us..."

Spoiler: Female Symbiote

--Yu Narukami--

As Yu blocked the lightning tossed back at him, he soon noticed the lights going dark, as sounds of flames igniting can be heard. Shortly afterwards, the lights returned, and all he can see is a beaten down Double and the elegant purple clad lady with her serpentine companion trumping over her.

"You're pretty skilled..." Yu sighed as his Persona fades away. "Your help is really appreciated."

{Tatsumi-Vale}
The Mad Queen

--Lie Ren and Nora Valkyrie--

"I see. That would make sense." The black haired man nodded as she skipped over to Nora, her two 'pets' following her.

"Say, I'd never seen an animal like THAT be someone's pet. It's pretty cool!" Nora commended with a smile.

"I believe we're forgetting introductions." The black haired man caught up with the two girls, "I am Lie Ren. The girl with the pink hair is my friend, Nora Valkyrie." he introduced the two them as they slowly made their way towards the venue.

In the distance, they could see a massive campus...

{Mewnisse}
--Gong Draco || Stella--
Phantom Thief of Hearts

"Alright! One d--!" Gong prematurely celebrated as one of the Hydra's heads was chopped off. It was then that from the stub, two more heads sprouted, leaving him breathless. "What the flying fuck?!" He cussed as one of the heads lunged at Gong as he promptly jumped back to avoid it, the head crashing to the ground like a cannonball would. "This is gonna take a while..." he clicked his tongue as the head rose back up to attack.

Stella aimed her cannon at the newly formed head and shot it, her blue fire balls disrupting the head's next move.

"Do not target the heads..." Stella stated, as she aimed her cannon at the dragon's toroso. A mass of blue energy appeared at the barrel of the cannon, growing into the size.of a typical cannonball. The Blue energy shot towards the Hydra's main body...

 

[Zamasu]

Parasoul Renoir, Patricia "Peacock" Watson, Valerie "Valentine", Double, & Sienna "Squigly" Contiello (And Leviathan)
-New York-

"Huh? Maybe I do have some spares. Let me check." Roxie says before going through a lot of her drawers and pull out what she got as spares. "Screwdrivers, hammers, wrenches, nails, and no knives. Guess you gotta have to improvise, adapt, and overcome...wait, is that dead already? I'm sorry." Roxie says, laying out what extra tool she has that she doesn't need to use and have Yosuke choose to take them or not, or just some of them.

Meanwhile, as Parasoul and Peacock manages to catch up with Minako, a Symbiote-covered female came down from the buildings and takes an interest in her. "Oh great! More of these icky fucks!" Peacock says in dismay "When will they ever learn that there is already peace between us? Such dumbasses."

"Forgive me, miss." Parasoul called the woman out as she "casually" approaches her, her Living Weapon on one hand and her Luger on the other. "We are in a hurry, and just in case that you don't know, there has been a ceasefire between us humans and you creatures. I suggest you walk away before any of us gets hurt. Ignore my request and you will regret meeting us." Her tone was rather threatening, but also somewhat polite. She doesn't want any violence broke out as long as there's ceasefire. But if that Symbiote-infected woman doesn't comply, Parasoul would have no choice.

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"Why, thank you." Squigly says with a grin before making a bow. Afterwards, she say "Now lets get out of here before-"

"RRAAAAAAUUUUUGH!!!"

Double roared as she gets up, now enraged by both Squigly and Yu and the two of them were caught by surprise.

"Impossible! That was my strongest attack!" Squigly could not believe that Double has survived what would be a very fatal attack. Leviathan added "Indeed, but for someone like her to survive, this means that Double...is truly a monster created by heavenly gods! She is a devil made by angels!"

"You fools do not know who I am!" Double yelled "I am a being of complete perfection that the Trinity has envisioned! I am the overseer of what is to come when the Skullgirl is born! And all of you...all of you...will suffer not just my wrath, but also the Trinity's! So long as the gods are at my side, there is no one left for all of you to stop me!" She then charged towards the trio, going to attack them all at once.

"LEVIATHAN!!!" Squigly panicked and her Parasite begins to spew out balls of pinkish flames at Double, causing multiple small explosions upon hitting her. When Leviathan stopped, all was over at first until Double emerges from the smoke, already transformed into a different person. This time, it is from the side of the Symbiotes.

Spoiler

She stretches her arm out to Squigly and then tendrils come out of it, wrapping the zombie girl up. She grabs the tentacles and flings Squigly to a wall and drags her along before she slams her to the ground, lift her up, and slam her again and again, continuing this for more than twenty times before finishing off with throwing the zombie girl out of the chapel. So much devastation has cause in the ensuing chaos. Double turns to Yu and says "You're next..."

Thepotatogod ​

 

[Donder172]

Minity: Skyrim​

Minity glaced in a few directions, looking to see if the group was being followed "In that case, I need to be honest with you. My children aren't Sigmund's hostages. At least, not anymore."
Serana's eyes widened "Minity..."
"We are asking this woman to risk her life for us against a common foe. To do that, you need trust."
"They're at Jorrvaskr, under the watchful eye of the Companions." Aela said, taking a few steps towards Ulfri. She then locked eyes with Minity "I take it you met with them, Shield-Sister?"

The Dark Elf nodded in response "But we must keep up this ruse. Sigmund must still believe he holds all the cards if we are to beat him at his own game."
She locked eyes with the Mandalorian "How many can your...Droid carry?"
"Sigmund is no hunter. I can sneak up the mountain myself." Aela nodded "Just give me a signal and I'll fill him with arrows."

Minity smiled, her gaze turning back to the Mandalorian "Well, with Sigmund expecting me and Talion's hammer, that's three down and four left. Can your droid handle that?"
"What's a droid?" Farkas asked
"Think if those Dwemer machines could think for themselves. I think. I am new to the concept of them myself."

@Donder172 @Morbuskid

Ulfri nods towards Minity. "Quite a risk to say that to a stranger. I understand your reasons for caution. I won't abuse your trust. Though this does give us a bit more room the work with. And yes, we should keep the ruse up."

Kot looks up towards the Dark Elf "It's made for... single person. Four people... possible, not comfortable." Kot answered
Ulfri looks towards Farkas "That's what I wonder as well." Ulfri said
"I guess it's like that." Kot answered, completely unaware what a Dwemer machine is.
"Hmm... Can't we ask Odahviing for help? Maybe he can take one or two of us with him towards our destination." Ulfri suggested

 

[Morbuskid]

Bjornson Gudrun: Gladius-II​

Bjornson was mainly out of it for the whole meeting, he had been too busy sleeping outside the doors just past the guards, his muscles had ached and his head was still flustered with many exhausting thoughts.

It hadn't been long since his last rest but his last rest wasn't the longest or re-invigorating either, Bjornson still sat on the tiled hallway floor, his outfit had acted as bedding as his shoulder, still leaning along the blade of his claymore which seemed uncomfortable to some but to him it was fine, especially due to his leather padding on his shoulder which by now had been scared and marked by the blade of the claymore.

Bjornson knew well that he wasn't much for politics, more so rather he was one for raiding, fighting, farming, and helping others to his best capabilities, so talking about such issues wasn't much of his forte unless it was about the more typical things he indulged himself with. After some pleasant dreaming Bjornson began to stir, he ran his hand through his ginger beard and stretched as he yawn allowing his Claymore to rest on his left shoulder as he stretched out his left arm, scratching the sides of his cheeks before grabbing his sword by both hands and standing up, allowing the claymore to continue to rest upon his left shoulder. Bjornson finally began to sniff around smelling something quite putride, Bjornson had lifted his arm up before sniffing there and gagging.

Bjornson laughed as he watched Magnus, Reed, Cerbella, and Filia walk past him, hearing Cerebella's comment Bjornson gave her a laugh as he falled in with the group, "Aye, bit of a bath never hurt anyone." He did his best to keep pace with the group despite being quite tired now, especially since he was allowed to be tired at the moment. As they went along they finally began to see Reed off on his departure, BJornson smiled when Magnus embraced Reed and laughed when the girls hugged Reed with a joke in hand. Bjornson approached Reed with his tired and worn bearded face and said, "Good luck to ye lad, let's hope this ordeal will not be a long one. Oh and trust me you don't want to hug me, I smell worse than a raw goat's stomach!" Bjornson laughed.
The Mad Queen Zamasu

Talion and Celebrimbor: Skyrim​

Talion nodded to the guard, "Im sure of it, think logically now, why would they intrude and hide in the town if you have the authority to part everyone from their homes and shops? then you would pick them from the crowd. The easiest thing to do is to run to the forest for shelter but that is then doubled logic, they'd expect you to check the town and not the forest due to the simplicity of the hiding in the forest." Talion said as he continued to dust himself off, he was trying to trick the guards with some form of logic that he knew he could use against them, hoping they would buy into it.

Talion hid his deceit behind a pained face, one of which he could make authentically due to the pain he still felt from the close encoutered dragon shout, Talion hoped he would not have to use violence against these guards especially because it would be reported here and give Sigmund a possible trail. Celebrimbor appeared to Talion as Talion did he best to ignore him, Celebrimbor simply shook his head, "Talion you can easily dispose of this nuisance whenever, you have the ability to do so." Celebrimbor didn't say a word he looked towards the guard with pain still in his eyes.

The Mad Queen Donder172

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[The Omen of Death]

Adam
Metro-Gotham Limits
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Having done stealth like things like this before, he made absolutely no sound, effortlessly blending in, however completely prepared to make an escape or knock out whoever saw him in there if the trunk was open. But as he awaited in there, nothing happened, and no one opened the trunk. Adam took a small sigh of relief. And as they drove for a bit, to get out of sight of the checkpoint Adam thought almost mindlessly about having been out of that hellhole of a city and what they would now do... But his pondering was interrupted once Jolie opened up the trunk, handing him an MRE, Adam accepted it, but didn't do anything with it, he wasn't hungry. Either that, or he simply wasn't feeling like taking care of himself at the moment...

After remaining quiet, Adam spoke up with a question for the French Vampire. "So how long 'till we make it south? Also, what's your plan for when we make it there?"

The Mad Queen

 

[Polyblank]

Polibias: Diamond City

"I like that arrangement very much, my lady. Joining your 'crew' as it may be would be beneficial for us both. A deal for us both, power given and work done... So it shall be."

Polibias, jumping neatly from the plane wing looked up to the demoness, his amber eyes bright with anticipation. As his sentence finished a feeling of a memory lost or some form of weightless attachment split from Karla, floating over towards the devlish feline. His neck shot out as he engulfed the invisible power within his jaws, neatly wiping his mouth with a metallic claw. A deal made by word is not as strong as writing, but when uttered with the truest intentions - it holds enough to sate a hellbeast any day. Polibias's eyes rolled back briefly in ecstasy. There was a shuddering sound as his fur pricked up, slowly flattening over his body as his frame grew. His bones made sickening cracking and popping sounds as his body mass increased, and after a few seconds where there had once been a cat-sized monstrosity now stood a creature of 4'5 feet. Polibias looked himself over and smiled at the demoness, giving a sort of stiff bow. As he heard commotion come toward them he turned, his smile stapled onto his face like a mask as he assessed the newcomers. The "Slade" as it was called seemed to him to be another lowlife human, and he dismissed them with little thought, thinking to keep tabs on them without being too preoccupied. He stretched his neck, curling around the back of the demon as he saw the other humanoid talk to the demoness.


"Now I want you to get on that plane and never come back."

Polibias receded slightly, confused. As he heard the rest of the conversation his mind spun, working new details out. This contracted soul was obviously a mercenary of some sort, and this "Ghandi" Of sorts seemed like a very, very interesting target... He mused the idea of getting in contact with the likes of this superior - after all, it would appear similar goals attracted similar minds. Regardless, he returned to the conversation at hand, arching his neck forward while keeping his body in place, the muffled sound of bones popping as his body simultaneously extended.

"My good sir, there must be a mistake - My 'Captain' As I suppose she is, would not have taken a job she did not think she was unable to handle. I can tell she is one of great... Ability, and as such I must implore you to understand that whomever this 'Ghandi' is would not be able to harm her, especially now that I am under her authority~" Polibia's voice had a smokey hiss to it, as though it would trail in the very air itself.

"Besides, I'm sure the likes of you-" His neck extended out further, practically eye to eye with snake - "Would not be able to comprehend whatever plan my lady or this 'Ghandi' are thinking of. You are, for lack of a better word- Human." Polibias's voice spiked in contempt as he finished speaking, retracting and snaking back around Karla.

The Mad Queen The Omen of Death
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[adrian_]

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Praxis Murkhan
The Wasteland, Gladius I
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Praxis started to get a bad feeling, of course brought on by the fact that he was most likely going to die, but his gut feeling and five hundred and a half years of training brought it to a whole new level, but now, walking through this desert he is as vulnerable as ever, the only cover around him being dunes and the occasional rusted husk of a boat.

Praxus started to get chills as he remembered a few terrifying skirmishes during his time as a Neophyte, he'd seen it all, but nothing trumps watching a Xenos savage rip apart your squadmate in seconds. Any veteran would have a story to tell about unsettled worlds, and most end badly.

Just as Praxus started to remember a few repressed memories he noticed something, a vehicle on the horizon, going about sixty miles per hour, and with that he raised his standard and unholstered the pistol in his pocket, pointing it at the vehicle.

The vehicle immediately sighted him, pulling to the right at breakneck speeds and braking twenty meters in front of him, two savages leaving the buggy they were in, both wearing civilian-like clothing with heavy iron plates mounted to their chests.

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"Hey! Tin man, what in hell's name are you doing here?!" The one on the left made a hyena-like laugh after his remark, Praxis understood his tone, and glared at him through the bulletproof lens in his helmet, the kind of glare a Commissar gives to a wayward guardsman.

"I ask that you back down, mortal, it is not in your best interest to insult an Ancient." He planted his standard in the sand and got in front of it, ready to die protecting it. He glanced at the buggy behind them, it was large enough to hold him, if a little precarious.

"Listen to this fucker Dreg, 'It's not in your best interest to insult an Ancient'!" The one on the left made almost an exact replica of his friends laugh. Praxis already wanted to crush his tiny head in his hands, but he needed a way out of this desert.

"I can promise that i will not kill you if you are willing to give me your vehicle." Both of them automatically unholstered their weapons, the one named Dreg sporting a crossbow, and his ally some strange axe made of razor blades and scrap. Praxis pointed his pistol at Dreg, hoping to scare them off.

"You gonna kill me with that peashooter? You have more luck kill-" Praxis immediately unloaded both bullets into the man's stomach, most likely puncturing his diaphragm and killing him.

"What are you, Dreg? A wimp? Get the fuck up you pussy!" Praxis gripped his pistol, taking out the magazine and clenching it in his right hand. He walked after the savage in front of him, savoring every step he took towards him.

"Hey come on big guy, we can work something out right? You want our car you can take it." Praxis sensed that he was getting desperate, soon fight or flight would kick in and he'd have to deal with an axe flying towards his face.

"No, my friend, i don't want your 'car' at the moment," He increased his speed, dropping his pistol. "In fact, if you accept, i'd like to congratulate you for surviving." Praxis was starting to get irratated as the man started to back away.

"No, it's fine, i don't really want anything right now, man." Praxis was just shy of ten feet away now. "Oh, i insist."

Eight feet.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Arms length.

The crimson blood glistening in front of Praxis' face told him something was wrong, the sharp pain in his fingers enforced that. Looking down at his left arm Praxis realized he had misplaced something, not his gloves, uniform, or helmet, not his standard, not the magazine in his right hand. That meant only one thing, his fingers.

One, Two, Four, Five. No index finger. Thats not good.

In that one moment Praxis realized that he was just attacked, he didn't think this mere mortal, this grimy, dirty, lowly, slug of a human being would actually build up the courage to attack him. To run means certain death for most Space Marines, to retaliate means endless torture and pain.

"Gotcha, you stupid fuck. Shouldn't have stepped so-" Praxis grabbed the man's hand, crushing it thusly, the inward protrusion of bone and the sickening amount of marrow and blood coming from him looking much like oatmeal. He pulled him to the right, causing him to fall down.

"I asked you nicely to surrender your vehicle, this would not have happened if you did." He looked at the magazine still clenched in his right hand and dropped down to one knee over the man, carefully placing his hand inside of the gabbering nimwit's mouth and applying pressure to his tongue, causing him to gag.

The burning pain in the stump of his finger and the adrenaline being injected into his bloodstream only angered him more. He brought the magazine over the poor sod's mouth and pushed down as hard as possible.

Pop!

Crack!

He felt his foe go limp and then he got up, ripping a few shreds from his uniform as bandages and then he wrapped up his wound. He quietly grabbed his standard and walked over to their buggy, turning over the engine, getting in, and driving off.

 

[The Omen of Death]

The Mercs
Diamond City​

Deathstroke glared coldly at Snake as he tried to dissuade them from Gandhi, Deathstroke actually scoffed out-loud coldly, not phased by Snake's words in the slightest, the man basically telling Slade something he already anticipated and dealt with multiple times. "Well, fact is I already have my suspicions, I'm always suspicious of regime's like his, and I have dealt with so many betrayals from employers than I can remember, and I have dealt with each and every one. If you are observant enough it's quite easy to tell if your employer plans to try to kill you. So until that day, I'm going to do my job, and you go do your's."

In a similar vein, the two Yato's spoke, but it was Kamui who initiated it. "I ain't afraid of Gandhi, he's quite interesting though I must say. If he really wanted to try to betray us, then I'd kill him, simple." Abuto then sighed and said. "Yeah, I suppose we'd show him what happens when you mess with a Yato. Besides we've had one attempt from an employer to kill us, let's just say that the Admiral here, didn't forget that." Nudging in the direction of Kamui to indicate that's who he was talking about.

With that his and the two Yato's attention was stolen away with Polibias giving a devilish grin as it now grew in size to 4'5", Kamui maintained his mona lisa smile rather unimpressed with the transformation, while Abuto just maintained the fact he was disgusted by how it looked.

"Now the damn thing grew, honestly that thing still looks like a rat, and it's smile is not helping... Although it seriously is still tiny compared to me." Deathstroke remained the most unimpressed, as he just remained annoyed by the thing not giving it attention. But then Kamui spoke. "I still bet you could punt kick that thing though and be done with it." he said in a playfully sadistic manner, even though his tone remained as if he hadn't said anything of the nature. Abuto having been around him for so long knew that feeling immediately, as he got goosebumps even though he didn't really show it. It was something Deathstroke caught as he read Kamui and Abuto however as he was far too intelligent not to miss it, but still remained silent.

However, once Polibas spoke, Deathstroke raised an eyebrow. Coldly glaring at the demon cat thing, and with the thing stretching its neck around, Abuto just groaned in annoyance and said. "Oi, now the rat like thing does that... Seriously I wish I would punt kick it out of my sight, but I'm not, 'cause it ain't worth it. Although I'm gonna have this image in my head for a very long time..."

It was the comments about human's that really ticked off Slade, although he still remained calm, his mind already having prepared for multiple case scenarios. Now adding on this. "Well I can see you truly underestimate people, as it's quite easy to tell what one might be thinking, especially from what's in-front of us." Deathstroke stated quite coldly, showing utter disdain for Polibas, he already could see the thing was a manipulative conniving thing, and he was extremely weary of it. And he made that quite clear, but didn't show anything else. He knew those words were inflammatory and already had plans for what could happen.

The Mad Queen Polyblank

 

[The Omen of Death]

Sakamoto Tatsuma
laTowa: Hope
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"Ahahahahaha! I must say this is one crazy city!" A loud voice laughed in the distance, obviously not truly taking in the gravity of the situation at hand. Followed by the deadpanning of a woman. "No, that's just because you are simply braindead..." To which the sunglasses's wearing, brown permed man replied. "Oh, Mutsu-chan you wound me so!" In a bout of melodrama.

The one named Mutsu, rolled her eyes and they stopped for a moment, she then tried to see if she could get in contact with the rest of the Kaientai fleet, however to no avail. Ever since they were here, they had run into nothing but trouble from Monokuma robots, that the two successfully continued to fight off, Sakamoto knew that he and Mutsu were both dealing with things trying to harm them, but he never lost spirit and was as usual generally obnoxious about the whole endeavor.

Once they turned the corner in an alleyway they were greeted with a voice in the distance yelling something and then a bunch of Monokuma bots being launched in their general direction, meaning their conversation was probably heard. Both having to move out of the way to avoid getting hit by the bots as they were flung.

With them now crashing into the walls, and whatnot, Sakamoto peeked his head out and just burst out laughing. "Ahahahahaha! That was close huh! Hello there! Do you happen to know anything about our predicament?!? This place is a doozy! Ahahahahaha!" However suddenly, Mutsu spoke up, "Duck." Sakamoto ducked right as one of the Monokuma bot's dove straight at Sakamoto, by that point she had her pistol pointed right in the direction of it, and pulled the trigger, putting a bullet square into the robot's skull, eliminating the threat it posed.

Unluckily for them though, a couple Monokuma bot's picked themselves up, the one's lucky enough to have survived Deku's 'Delaware Smash'. "Well Mutsu-chan, it looks like we are going to have to fight off these ones!" The two then linked together covering each other's backs, pistols trained, as they prepared together to fight them off.

And once Sakamoto pulled the trigger... Nothing happened, he pulled it again, still nothing... A distinct little ping, was going off, Mutsu looked down with annoyance. It was obviously the one with the tracker... And even in this tense moment Sakamoto found time to laugh. "Ahahahahaha! Woopsie! Of course I'd pick the wrong gun!" "God dammit, you friggin' idiot, take the right one!" Mutsu scowled, as Sakamoto finally grabbed the right one, right as the Monokuma bot's finally began attacking.

Both were able to take out one with their gun, before they had to dodge to get out of the way of the others, Sakamoto went under, expertly lining up the sight of one of them putting a bullet in one's skull from behind, Mutsu, opted for shifting her body out of the way before delivering a kick hard enough to send a Monokuma into a wall cracking open its robotic skull as sparks shot out. Sakamoto then lined up the shot on his last one, but the Monokuma was prepared and slashed for his arm, to counter this Sakamoto tossed his pistol in the air, and moved his hand out of the way in time dodging the bot and grabbing it, having his line of shot ready he pulled the trigger, dropping that Monokuma.

Once the last charged Mutsu she simply shifted her body out of the way slightly, before grabbing it's arm, slowly proceeding to crush the robots arm due to her Yato strength.

Sakamoto just very simply then waved in a friendly manner nonchalantly as if they hadn't just fought. As Sakamoto now approaching them, unbeknownst to Rodimus's vehicle mode, Marco, and Kyoko's presence driving over.

"Oi Sakamoto, wait!" He then saw them in what he would've thought originally to just be a car and not a transformer. And as one, would have thought he took it with another hearty laugh. Mutsu shaking her head at her boss.

Phantom Thief of Hearts Thepotatogod Count Gensokyo