Fandom Hunters of the Throne

[TheElenaFisher]

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Well, from the explanation of the Crimson Raiders, they seemed to be doing good on this world, maybe even more than what the Vox Populi would've done. They defeated monsters and saved people from dangers, making the world safer to live in. Hopefully people thanked them for what they did, they made people safe and able to have a life.

Hearing the townspeople check some woman out and Abraham mention something about a Siren, she gathered that a Siren was mainly female and that they seemed to be powerful from the way he mentioned that they didn't stand a chance. Well, he didn't really say that they didn't stand a chance, but it was the gist of it. What about a Siren would make them so amazed and confident in them winning a battle? Maybe they had powers? Unless strategy seemed to be what was common between Siren's.

The two kinds of Siren's she knew was a regular siren and tales of a Siren, a woman who lured men out to sea with her singing only to kill them. Books being one of the only things in her tower that could keep her occupied, she was into mythology and folklore quite a bit. A girl had to do something to pass the time, right?

She heard footsteps come near her and looked to see someone younger than her start talking. Classmates? Hope's Peak? Was that a school? She certainly hoped it was a school, he did mention classmates. As he introduced himself and explained that he was an 'Ultimate Pyrotechnican' and was going to be the future owner of a fireworks company, she found that it was nice to talk to someone else who seemed to be calm about it.

"My name is Elizabeth. You have an interest in science too? And I try to keep a level head about this sort of thing. It's nice to meet you Mister Kazan." The whole formal way of addressing people was just a habit she had. Plus, manners was always a good thing to have. She looked at the moon for the first time and found it both beautiful and amazing. How could a moon even look like this? "The moon is quite beautiful. I have never seen anything like it."

Then she heard what sounded like a siren (the object, not the mythical creature or the one they called a Siren), and looked to see... what exactly was it? It was a tall monster with a siren system for a head. The feeling she got from this thing, it was dread and fear. Seeing the townspeople ready to fight it, Abraham trying to calm people down, and others ready to fight it, she didn't know exactly what to do.

It didn't seem like it wanted to harm them, they just seemed to not understand it. Maybe it wasn't dangerous, but if it was and a fight happened, she couldn't fight alongside others. But, there was something she could do with her tears to help.

Turning to the townspeople and the others, she yelled. "Wait! I don't think it wants to hurt anyone!" But something in her was telling her the exact opposite.

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Judging by Abraham's reaction to her being a Siren, it seemed like maybe she was going to be accepted into the Raiders easily. Siren's could turn the tide of battle, which she and her ability could do. Hopefully they were looking to add another Siren among their ranks, otherwise she'd go back to Promethea and right now, it wasn't the best place for her to be at.

Once the townsfolk came over and checked her out like she was an exhibit at the zoo, there was conflicting feelings. She didn't like being looked at like a zoo animal, but the attention was nice. Yeah, Siren's were a rare sight, but she wasn't just a wonder of the universe to be gawked at.

Before she could politely tell them to step away, she heard a siren and looked to see some kind of monster. This wasn't a Vault Monster, that would be at a Vault and this was a town.

So what was this thing?

Whatever it was, she got the feeling it was going to either eat someone or hurt someone in general. Hearing the woman in blue yell about how it doesn't wanna hurt anyone, she took out her assault rifle and pointed it at the creature. "Yeah, I've got the opposite feeling about that thing, lady!"

If it was here to hurt people, there wasn't a chance in hell it was gonna give it the chance to do so.

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[Thepotatogod]

--Minako Arisato--
Status: H U R T
Interaction: CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal PolikShadowbliss Ineptitude

It wasn't long until Minako seemed to have encountered a bit of a pickle. Suddenly, gunfire rang from one direction, causing Minako to tackle the brown haired woman down to the ground to avoid getting hit by the gunfire. She glanced at the direction of the gunfire--It was a bunch of civilians shooting at something. Glancing at what's behind them and what the tiny squirell girl said, it seems to be real and is probably a monster.

They must be talking about the siren.

Minako could try talking to them, but she has to deal with the gunfire first. She felt a familiar sting as her hand brushed against the metal casing of a pistol. Her Evoker is still present. She ponders if perhaps using her powers could prove the innocence of the party. However, Minako was still unsure if it would work. There's no sign of a dark hour, meaning she can't be sure if she could summon her Persona. Before Minako could even try herself, the unthinkable happened.

A stray bullet had hit her left shoulder.

"Ugh--!" Minako felt the sudden collision of the bullet to her skin, causing her to clutch her left shoulder with her right arm...The pain is unbearable, traumatizing, even...A blue circle glowed underneath Minako's knees as she shivered on the ground, then suddenly..."YAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Minako cried out in pain, and suddenly, glass can be heard shattering as something forms meters above her from what seems to be broken pieces of glass.

The figure appeared feminine, carrying a harp of some sort on her back. The figure glanced at Minako's attackers and as if by instinct, drew out her harp and strummed. Suddenly, Minako's wound began to feel a bit better, but not fully. There's still a bullet in her shoulder.

Minako tried to catch her breath as the figure prepared to strum, this time, to attack. The figure appears to be guarding Minako to an extent, not wanting anything to harm her.

 

[StaidFoal]

Sirenhead

They fired those metal projectiles at it, again. It marveled it how far the specimens have come from sharp rocks on a stick to fast moving metal crumbs. Some of them struck its body, but they barely fazed it. They let it know where it was, and it approached them without resistance.

"THIS IS NOT A TEST. I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A TEST. THIS IS A NATIONAL EMERGENCY. THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE IS TRANSMITTED AT THE REQUEST OF THE WHITE HOUSE: A FOREIGN INVASION HAS BEGUN IN THE NORTHEASTERN UNITED STATES. AT 10:17 AM EASTERN DAYLIGHT TIME, SEVERAL RUSSIAN FIGHTER PLANES ATTACKED SEVERAL TARGETS, INCLUDING THE CITIES OF, BUT NOT LIMITED TO..."

Sirenhead bent down and grabbed the loudest man there, who accused everyone of being a mutant. As he screamed and screamed, it held him up near the siren, where a mouth drooled saliva hungrily. Then, it dropped him in. With each chew came the audible crunch, crunch, crunch. It was a darn good thing everyone was stopping the inhabitants from shooting it away! Another person saved from the inevitable end of days forever. The alarm garbled into nonsense as it gobbled the mangled corpse down. As it turned, it would see the other Sirenhead. It tilted its head curiously. Very few Sirenheads existed in his world, and coming across another was like stumbling upon an entirely new species.

It tried to recall the mating process between two of his kind, but with the hail of gunfire, Sirenhead eventaully grew weary of the onslaught of noise. After eating him, it hurriedly retreated from the settlement, wandering off into someplace where nature could conceal Sirenhead. Marching into public areas was nothing Sirenhead liked.

CocoaMarshmallow Crow​

 

[Yamperzzz]

Abbott and especially Voss just couldn't catch a break. Just as soon as they sat down, something had to happen. The townsfolk went crazy and shot in the air. Unaware of what was happening, Voss and Abbott frantically looked around to find a terrifying creature in the distance. It was a tall, thin monster with sirens on its head. Immediately upon spotting this Abbott ran in the opposite direction, much to Voss' dismay. He screamed like a baby as he attempted to cower behind Abraham. He still had his guitar and camera with him.

Voss yelled after Abbott but it proved fruitless because of the many gunshots filling the air. Every shot that he heard added to the anxiety he already had. He was afraid that he'd eventually drop dead from his heart exploding in the vast doses of adrenaline he was getting. It certainly was the most action he engaged in for a long time. Being in a strange, unknown place didn't help either. This monster wasn't, too. He was sure he was having a nightmare. He thought he saw another similar monster appear in the distance.

He ultimately did something he rarely did and always regretted - he fled. He didn't have his pistol, so he wasn't going to attack this thing up close. Instead, he ran back to Abbott and commanded him again.

"Abbott! We gotta get outta here!"

"But you promised we'd protect these guys!"

"It doesn't matter anymore! We need to go. Now!"

Abbott, disturbed by Voss' sudden cowardice, became angered. Even though he was very timid and didn't like violence, Abbott was hell-bent on righteousness such as the protection of the townspeople. Again, disregarding Abraham's command to not attack, Abbott abruptly ran towards SirenHead. Just as he did, however, the monster picked up somebody and ate them. At the sight of this, Abbott ran back, screaming louder than before. Voss stood at Abbott's original spot in fear as he watched the monster eat this person and eventually retreat. In the end, both the duo cowered around the area near Abraham. This was gonna be a long day.

CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal Crow​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

• Trevor Philips

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  "Yeah, well did anyone ever tell you that curiosity killed the fucking cat!?" Trevor shouted as he angrily snatched his gun back from Anna. He then turned back to face the man in armor, only for him to feel Lucky chomp down on his hand hard enough to draw a fair amount of blood. The man screamed at the sight as he held onto his now profusely bleeding hand, staggering back. "S-Son of a fucking...." He winced as he fell hunched over, the blood from his fucked up hand now dripping into the sand below. Before he knew it, everyone had opened fire on the group, and a bullet grazed past his shoulder.
  
  But Trevor only had one target in his mind.
  
  His twitchy eye had suddenly found Lucky and, without even the smallest inkling of fear or hesitation, Trevor walked out in the middle of the line of gunfire. And then, assuming none of the bullets hit him, Trevor would attempt to grab Lucky by the ears. However, instead of holding him up this time, if this were to be successful, Trevor would quickly slam Lucky down onto the ground and, while he was disoriented, would begin stomping down directly onto his head repeatedly.
  
  
  
  
  
  "FUCKING SHIT! DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK!!!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU SPEAKING TO!? WHO!? WHO!? YOU BUNNY FUCK!? NEXT TIME DON'T BITE MY FUCKING HAND!!! I'M GONNA DO SOME REAL RABBIT HUNTING ON ALL YOUR HUNDREDS OF BROTHERS NEXT, YOU BIPEDAL ASSHOLE!!!"
  
  Someone better calm him down.
  
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[Thepotatogod]

--Minako Arisato--
Status: Wounded, Awakened, and Worried
Interaction: CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal PolikShadowbliss Ineptitude

"N-no!" Minako cried out as she the poor townsfolk get picked up by the monster and gobble them up one by one. It was worse than any Shadow she ever faced. That thing...Was a living monster. "Stop that!" Minako and the floating figure turned to the creature, strumming the harp. As the thing was about to devour another one, sending out a fire ball right at it!

 

[Kameron Esters-]

Captain Faclon hears Trevor cussing and assulting Lucky "Oh shoot! Demon rabbit thing!" Captain Falcon hops out of the Blue Falcon and shoulder rams into Trevor. He then picks up Lucky. "Demon rabbit thing, youare okay? Is your little rabbit body injured? If it is....I don't have anything to fix you up with but I can find someone!"
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[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington the Mighty is once again Distracted by what is happening around her. "Oh Oh, A Batttle! I wanna watch!!" She turns her attention to the action, her tail flipping off debris when she spins around and rushes over.
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[TruthHurts_22]

CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal @anyoneelse
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Well, today sure was turning out to be fun.

Having sat back on her oildrum, Zora watched idly as the townfolk shot at the huge, siren-headed monster, and completely whiffed nearly every bullet. It was pretty entertaining, all things considered. But then the monster plucked that old, rambly guy that every trashy town seemed to have, and up and chewed him up.

"Shit. That's actually almost traumatizin'." Zora considered the beast, its height, the way it moved and how animalistic it appeared to be - she ignored the other one, since for some reason the tinny, almost childlike voice coming out of it was a lot less threatening - and turned towards Abraham.

"Y'all better have one hell of a bounty for these mutant things," she said, her cavalier attitude quickly returning to her. "I'm a bounty hunter, after all, and I ain't doin' this outta th' kindness of my heart."

Kneeling down, Zora dug a finger into one of her boots, and fished out an acorn that had been digging into her thigh all damn day. She tossed it onto the ground, hefted her special oil drum up under one arm, and leaped forward. The acorn glowed a brilliant orange for a brief second before, in the blink of an eye, the small seed grew into a tall oak - and sent Zora flying from it in the process, aimed straight for Sirenhead.

Soaring through the air like a cannonball, Zora hefted the drum over her head and, if she aimed herself right, slammed the thing down over one of Sirenhead's... heads. "Where d'ya think yer goin', fella?! You got a lot ta answer for!"

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A few miles out? Phoenix was used to walking everywhere, but even he couldn't make it that far, especially in this weird, psychotic wasteland. He'd just have to bunker down here, then, and hope that some of the volunteers succeeded...

And then all hell broke loose. Again.

Falling onto his rump for the third time so far, Phoenix watched in horror as the huge, siren-shaped monster appeared, and could barely tear his eyes from it as it picked up the shouting old man. All Phoenix could hear was its sickening crunch as it.... it....

Phoenix blacked out, too terrified to even process what was happening. The sound of gunfire and panicked filled the air around him and, snapping him out of his shock, the raging screams of what looked like a regular man stomping on some small creature. Quickly, Phoenix jumped to his feet, his mind setting himself down a path that wouldn't scar him for life... hopefully.

"H-Hey! Calm down!" Phoenix rushed over to Trevor and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to pull him away from the rabbit. "Whatever's happening, it can wait, can't it? There's... more things going on to worry about right now!"


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[Kameron Esters-]

"Yes, listen to this...Nice dressed, handsome young man. You are one handsome man...Man! Dressed in a besic suit but with amazingly styled hair! My gosh! You must get all the chicks where you're from, huh?" Captain Falcon asks
TruthHurts_22

 

[Crow]

"Alright, no more plan and no more Mr Nice Guy!" the replica Sirenhead blared, fast-walking towards the original, escaping Sirenhead, waiving any bullets shot at him away. "You know what they say - takes one to beat one. I've got no reason to be afraid of that guy now. I'm gonna turn him into a megaphone by the end of this."

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[LilacMonarch]

Before Julia can reply to Fluffington, Sirenhead steps over and gobbles up one of the townspeople. "No!"

She tried to wrest the man from its grip with telekinesis before he was eaten, which should have been easy enough, but it didn't work because plot convenience.

Natasha just went pale as she heard the crunching. What could she do? She wouldn't be able to produce enough ice to faze the thing...

"See?!" The Espeon growls at Abraham in frustration.

She hastily makes another barrier around the townspeople to protect the rest from the same fate, but this turned out to be unnecessary as Sirenhead started to leave on its own.

"Don't let it get away!"

Fortunately, the replica Sirenhead, which Julia already knew was Ben, was already giving chase. She was still prepared to provide support if needed, though. "That kid really is something..."

Interactions: CocoaMarshmallow (Abraham)
Mentions: DerpyCarp (Fluffington) Crow (Ben) StaidFoal (Sirenhead)​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Rocket, meanwhile, would have fallen face flat onto the ground as Dani went intangible, which caused him to tumble on the ground a bit. He spat the dirt out of his mouth that had landed in there before he glanced back up. "The hell is with you Terrans and your intangibility powers?" Rocket spat, eyes watering from the horrid taste that had suddenly graced his mouth with its presence. Then, everyone started shooting at some monster, and that monster ate someone in a rather gruesome manner. The sight alone made the poor cybernetic experiment gag violently and cringe at the sight.

"Geez.... I'm gonna die here, aren't I?" Rocket asked as the realization of what was going on suddenly began to sink in. He sighed and turned back to face Zora, Dani, Izzy, and Phoenix, as well as anyone else he'd harmed. If he wanted to make it out of here in one piece, his best bet was to form some alliances. "Look, humies..." Rocket said as he slowly turned to face his newfound companions. "I'm sorry for goin' off on you, alright? Truth is, I'm still kinda new to this whole heroin' deal. I ain't exactly used t'bein' nice and all that--"

And then Zora ran off towards the terrifying monster that just ate some guy.

"Ugggggggggggghhhhhh... just my frikkin' luck..." Rocket muttered and, before perhaps the most sensible one here (which, to be fair, wasn't saying much considering her most recent action of deciding to take on the eldritch abomination) could get mauled to death, the cybernetic experiment hurriedly scampered off after her.

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[GeorgeTownRaja]

Interactions: CocoaMarshmallow

Tsukasa Kadoya/Kamen Rider Decade
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Tsukasa has no idea why the townspeople are defending themselves but it is best to say that he chose to stay out of it and let the others handle this. "No way I am getting involved in this! They can handle this themselves." He said.

He needs more time to explore the town a bit aside from the townspeople shooting at something that is somewhat odd to Tsukasa which confuses him the most.

Unfortunately, a man holding a gun aims at Tsukasa and he threatens to shoot him thinking that he is on Sirenhead's side. "What? You got to be kidding me!? I don't want to hurt you. I'm just a passing-through Kamen Rider after all in this mysterious world. So if you want to shoot me then shoot me but you wouldn't want me to hurt you!" He said nervously as he doesn't like hurting innocent people. What will he do next?

Interactions: CocoaMarshmallow

Naoto Azuma/Tiger Mask
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He wouldn't want to get involved with things so he decided to stay out of it to explore the town further but that was not the case.

A female child (an orphan) is on the verge of getting shot by a woman who blames the girl for supporting Sirenhead. She cursed at the girl. He didn't want to see a child get killed so he has no choice but to save her.

"No!" Before the shots were fired it is uncertain if Naoto got shot or not from protecting the girl. So did he survived?

 

[StaidFoal]

Sirenhead

The fireball struck the slow-moving Sirenhead square in the torso, making it stumble forward. What little flesh was on him caught on fire, making it flail around in panic. Then, one human flew through the air and slammed an oil drum on one of its sirens dropping the creature to its knees. Why did they do so? Were they ungrateful for it saving the man from the inevitable end of days? Perhaps they too wanted to be rescued, and chased it to have it done so. The stuff thrown and hit at it must've been to get its attention. Sirenhead turned back around to see the other Sirenhead speeding towards it, sensing that the fake was meaning ill intent.

"WE INTERRUPT OUR PROGRAMMING. THIS IS A NATIONAL EMERGENCY. 10 MINUTES AGO, THE NORTH AMERICAN AEROSPACE DEFENSE COMMAND DETECTED THE LAUNCH OF TWO RUSSIAN MISSILES, ALL OF WHICH HAVE STRUCK THE UNITED STATES. THESE MISSILES ARE BELIEVED TO BE CARRYING NUCLEAR WARHEADS AND POSE AN EXTREME THREAT TO LIFE AND PROPERTY. THIS IS AN ATTACK WARNING. REPEAT, THIS IS AN ATTACK WARNING."

Sirenhead rose up, the fires on its chest dying away, but not without eating away at some skin to reveal an almost hollow inside. A black substance oozed out a very slow pace. The sirens twirled around at the second Sirenhead. It bent down to grab a nearby boulder on the sandy terrain, and hurled it at him. As for Zora, Sirenhead began to rapidly approach her, alarms blaring from its heads.

Thepotatogod Crow TruthHurts_22​

 

[Thepotatogod]

--Minako Arisato--
Status: Wounded, Engaging
Interaction: CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal
TruthHurts_22 @VsSirenhead

Seeing the monster flee, Minako got up and gave chase to the giant monster. She sees several others chase after it as well, including someone who launched a tree at it.

Luckily, her shoulder doesn't hurt too much, but it'll bother her when she tries to swing a Naginata around. Minako drew out her Evoker, and ran closer to the giant monster.

"PERSONA!" Minako pressed the gun's barrel onto her head and fearlessy pulled the trigger. The figure from before returned, and this, time, the figure shot itself towards the Sirenhead, soon strumming her harp right at the creature's back, creating a massive fireball.

 

[Crow]

"Paper beats rock," the second Sirenhead says as, while it was entangled, uproots a tree to counter the rock like a baseball, before taunting him with an attempt at reverse speech so that he can be diverted away from the others.

".GNINRAW KCATTA NA SI SIHT ,TAEPER .GNINRAW KCATTA NA SI SIHT .YTREPORP DNA EFIL OT TAERHT EMERTXE NA ESOP DNA SDAEHRAW RAELCUN GNIYRRAC EB OT DEVEILEB ERA SELISSIM ESEHT .SETATS DETINU EHT KCURTS EVAH HCIHW FO LLA ,SELISSIM NAISSUR OWT FO HCNUAL EHT DETCETED DNAMMOC ESNEFED ECAPSOREA NACIREMA HTRON EHT ,OGA SETUNIM 01 .YCNEGREME LANOITAN A SI SIHT .GNIMMARGORP RUO TPURRETNI EW"

Thepotatogod Crow TruthHurts_22 StaidFoal​

 

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"So I was just hanging out with all these random people, right? We were going on adventures in this town in Oregon on this crazy fetch quest getting magic sh!t from fairy tale-lookin’ a$$ monsters. We get into this old convenience store looking for ectoplasm like the Ghost Busters or some sh!t like that when we suddenly met some ghosts. I thought they were gonna chill, but then...BAM!!!" The talking hotdog on Samael’s shoulder did a backflip and made a squish when it landed on the black armor plate of the SABRE exosuit.

Samael wondered how he ended up in this situation, with a talking hotdog in a miniature hoodie, denim vest, and beanie on his shoulder. It didn’t make any sense, nor will it make any sense beyond “It be like that”, as the hotdog so eloquently puts it. That said, the SERAPH wasn’t particularly annoyed at the hotdog...yet. A sentient tube of heavily processed meats of unknown origins was hardly difficult to get rid of and having a companion was a nice change of pace.

"I suddenly get turned into a f###ing hotdog!!! Can you believe it??? I used to be a f###ing superhero, but a couple of ghosts turned me into a goddamn hotdog! Back then, I was pretty done with everyone, so I had a bit of a deathwish."

The hotdog paced...hopped(?) along the collarguard of Samael’s armor as Samael looked around at the “town” they arrived at. It had the appearance of the shoddy settlements that sprang up around the big corporations’ mining operations on various backwater planets. Quick, cheap, and prefabricated was the design philosophy of such settlements, if one could even call it a design philosophy. It’s what you would expect from a bunch of criminals and indebted blue collar workers to build.

"Not that I don’t have a deathwish right now, I just found it to be incredibly frustrating to end myself. For some reason, the universe, or multiverse, or omniverse, or whatever you want to call it doesn’t want to let me die. I begged a cat to eat me. I tried to roll myself onto the middle of the road, but it’s a small town in Oregon, so traffic is nonexistent. I tried to eat rat poison, but surprise, surprise, I don’t have a stomach.”

As for the people around them...Samael wagered a guess that they weren’t here all of their own will. They were an assorted bunch of interesting characters, though they can’t possibly be as interesting as the hotdog on his shoulder, can it? Most of them were just eccentrically dressed humans, with several animals and anthropomorphic animals tossed into the mix. There were a couple beings in extremely heavy armor similar to his own exosuit if one used a considerable stretch of the imagination to compare them. The only true oddities were the hotdog on his shoulder and the 10 meter tall skeletal being that just crawled out of the and began broadcasting an antiquated storm siren across the town from its…siren head.

“Is that a f###ing 40 foot tall skeleton with sirens for a head? Holy sh!t. I don’t sound surprised, but I am. You won’t believe how hard it is to emote as a hot dog. What could I do? Wiggle? Hop? Fall over? That’s pretty much it. Just saying though, that skeleton boi looks like something out of Gravity Falls…or an indie horror game...You know what an indie horror game is, right? I guess you don’t. Let me explain..."

More talk from the hot dog. Samael didn’t even know the creature’s name. It wouldn’t stop talking long enough to allow for a response, but Samael was good at mentally filtering out noises. That was important, because there were more important matters to handle, like the some two dozen denizens of the backwater town pointing their guns at the assorted cast that must have just appeared.

“So horror is basically a genre that’s about stuff that’s supposed to make you scared, uncomfortable, and dread, not that you look like you’re easily scared. Hell, you look like you could be a horror villain, with that creepy helmet of yours. Anyways, a horror game is a video game that does the whole horror thing. That siren dude would probably be the main enemy in a horror game that you’d have to run and hide from to not die or something.”

Samael brought up the SABRE’s loader arms to aim his 25mm autocannon at the townsfolk. They were carrying a pitiful amount of firepower, even compared to Samael alone. From the looks of it, there was no cover in the town that could even survive a single shot from the anti-armor rounds loaded into the machine gun Samael was toting. Though they were a negligible threat, they were a threat that needed to be destroyed if they were going to start shooting. Before the shootout could begin, a soldier in green infantry armor stepped in to calm the denizens of the town and answer questions.

“Meanwhile, an indie game is basically a video game developed by an independent game studio or creator. They are usually lower quality in terms of graphics and audio, but they kicka$$ when it comes to having interesting stories, gameplay, and stuff like that...not to say that games produced by big companies aren’t good. There are some pretty good Playstation games out there that are made by big companies like Sucker Punch Productions...wait...”

The soldier did his best to answer the bombardment of questions assaulting him, so Samael held off and simply listened to absorb as much information as possible before intentionally making himself be noticed. Useful information included: 1) they were in Skull’s Settlement on a planet called Pandora; 2) Pandora was a wasteland filled with unsavory company and “mutants”; 3) the Crimson Raiders were the biggest “official” military force of the wasteland; and 4) all these other people were from other universe or timelines. Interesting.

"Yo, did the soldier dude say something about mutants? Are we fighting X-Men? Or is it going to be like the mutants from Fallout? Before I became a hotdog, I’d choose the ones from Fallout any day, but knowing the crazy superpowers the X-Men have, maybe one of them could finally end my miserable existence..."

The hotdog’s contemplation and the various questions were interrupted by a second “siren head” appearing out of nowhere, before gunfire mixed with the sirens blaring in the air. The trigger happy townsfolk were making futile attempts at hurting the towering monster. After all their ammunition was spent, they would find out whether killing the siren head was possible or not, but Samael placed his bets on the siren head. The life force of the siren head was hardly going down with each successive magazine’s worth of bullets fired at it as it ate an elderly man. As soon as it was done eating, it ran off with astonishing speed, no doubt annoyed or terrified of the gunfire. So much for being a horror movie monster.

"Holy sh!t...that was some serious horror movie sh!t that just went down...well not the guns part, but the eating of the old man and the sirens. The stuff of nightmares...but nothing can compare to being turned into a hotdog. Imagine all of your organs being turned into a gross mix of chicken, pork, beef, rat, and dog, while your body is just...lukewarm all the time. I literally can’t feel anything but the physical manifestation of depression. I wonder if that siren head could eat me too..."

Metaphorically shaking his head, Samael walked towards the closest person in his vicinity. It was a relatively normal-looking girl covered in blue tattoos. Maybe it was the familiarity of her appearance that led him to approach her over others. The girl’s tattoos reminded him of the ones all the SERAPHs, including himself, bore across their entire bodies. He looked out at the chaos unfolding before them as he used a hand to bring her rifle down and spoke, "Let’s see how this plays out, miss. We wouldn’t want to commit ourselves before we see how the situation unfolds."

“Whoa...Scary Armor Guy is a ladies man. I used to think of myself as quite the strapping young man with girls flocking to me. You will make a fine apprentice, Scary Armor Guy. I don’t know how ugly you are under that helmet, but I bet it isn’t enough to scare all the ladies away. Just let me do the smooth talking and you’ll be rolling in chicks in no time," the hot dog gave a wink with its tiny little eyes before turning towards the tattooed girl Samael approached. He gave a smirk and pretended to shake a strand of hair out of his eyes, "Hey babe. The name’s Delsausage Roweiner Delsin Rowe. Am I famous? Not really, I’m just a humble superhero who saved all of Seattle from the evil DUP. Don’t worry about me being a hotdog. I have my uses."

[/div][div class="tabsContent tabs2" style="display: none;"]ABILITIES: Samael is a SERAPH, purpose bred to be the best supersoldiers in the galaxy. Aside from the endless list of augmentations, and enough combat and firearms training to make special forces operators feel like kindergarteners, Samael excels at tracking, explosives, artillery operation, combat engineering, and setting traps. Among the private military sector, he and his team are renowned as the best trackers money can afford, with no terrain too difficult for him to navigate and operate in. Samael also happens to be well studied in basic surgery and forensic pathology, two sides of the same coin. With his training as a Segadores, Samael has also been introduced to strategies used to destroy dangerous ideas and silence people too eager to talk. All of this combined with a mind enhanced by Artificial Intelligence means that it is near impossible to overwhelm Samael physically, intellectually, or creatively.

WEAPONS/EQUIPMENT:

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[div class=accord]Seraph HK-N720-G “Nakir” 7.20x50mm Rifle

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The HK-N720-H is the grenadier configuration of the standard issue Nakir assault rifle produced by Seraph Manufacturing. It is chambered in 7.20x50mm FMJ fed from a 40 round drum mag. It's advanced recoil compensation system and electronic firing system makes it one of the most accurate and reliable rifles in production with a considerable fire rate of 800 rounds/minute. Underslung is a three-round revolver-style 20mm grenade launcher that fires high-explosive grenades. On the top top rail is a VCOG smartscope while a secondary red dot sight sits at a 45 degree angle on the side along with an LED flashlight and laser sight combo. (hk-n720_nakir__baseconfig20.jpg)

[div class=accord]Seraph GE-S25 "Samael" 25mm Autocannon

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A chain driven autocannon designed to be wielded by an mechanized suit or mounted to a vehicle. It fires 25x85mm depleted uranium armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds out of belt-fed 100-round drum mag at up to 600 rounds per minute. The rounds this weapon fires are sufficient to punch through armored vehicles and any cover short of 2 feet of concrete with ease. The amount of firepower this weapon packs is offset by an impossible amount of recoil for a human to control and incredible weight, such that most SERAPHs can only practically wield it with the loader arms of his SABRE exosuit. The only exception is Samael, who is capable of wielding this monstrosity with his bare hands for short periods of time. Attached to the weapon is a red dot sight, compensator, smart targeting system, and floodlight. (ge-s25_samael_35.jpg)

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Psychopomp, otherwise known as “Psycho” is Samael’s assigned Smart AI. It was originally a standard AI optimized for running combat simulations and proposing optimized tactics real-time. After Samael’s recruitment into the Segadores, Psycho has been altered to serve the Segadors, informing Samael on the targets assigned to him by the Segadors and leading him to complete objectives in ways that complete objectives of the Segadores.

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POWERS:

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[div class=accord]-Foresight of the Reaper

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A relatively basic and stereotypical ability of Reapers, but mistakenly attributed to all Reapers. Samael is able to see the True Name and remaining life force of a person, as well as instantly recognized targets marked by the Segadores. A person's remaining life force can be used to approximate how much longer they have to live, but is by no means an exact science. This ability will not work on immortals. If Samael or a person in his vision would die or sustain a lethal blow within the next six seconds there is a slim chance that Samael will be able to foresee it and react accordingly.

[div class=accord]-Hindsight of the Reaper

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When faced with a being that has killed within the last 24 hours, Samael is able to determine the cause of death and the instigator of said cause of death if no unnatural cause obstructs it. This ability will not work on beings he has killed himself or on those who have died as the result of non-human causes.

[div class=accord]-Glare of the Reaper

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Anyone whom Samael intentionally stares at will feel an overwhelming sense of dread and imminent death. If they do not freeze in fear, they will run away blindly, rendering them vulnerable. A person can only break free if their will is greater than Samael's or if Samael looks away.

[div class=accord]-Piercing Gaze of the Reaper

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Arguably the most powerful ability from the Reaper’s Eye, Samael can fire “spears” of invisible energy towards anything in his vision, punching through anything short of three inches of titanium. This requires no physical movement on his part, allowing him to kill without moving a muscle. However, beings not marked for death cannot be directly affected by this power, so Samael often has to be creative with its use.

[div class=accord]SERAPH Augmentations

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All SERAPHs are provided extensive and invasive augmentations to ensure their combat superiority. These augmentations can be divided into three broad categories: Hardware, Wetware, and Manaware. Hardware includes cybernetic and implanted enhancements, Wetware includes genetic biological enhancements and will only list the effects of the modifications, and Manaware includes any form of magical enhancement.

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-Spinal Neural Interfaces
-Direct Neural Interface
-Auxiliary Neural Interfaces
-Titanium-Tungsten Skeletal Implants
-Integrated AI Matrix Suite
-Superconductor Nervous System Package
-Cardiovascular Regulator
-Hormonal Regulator

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-Greatly Enhanced Muscular Density/Regeneration/Recovery
-Enhanced Stem Cell Production
-Enhanced Immune System
-Enhanced Metabolism
-Enhanced Vestibulo-Ocular Reflex
-Enhanced Pain Threshold
-Enhanced Cardiovascular System
-Retinal-Inversion Stabilizer
-Robust DNA Replication

[div class=accord]Manaware

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-Oculus Aquilae - Eagle Eye
-Obscuras Animae - Covered Soul
-Magistri Tempus - Master of Time
-Loricatorum Pellis - Armored Skin
-Ut Obscurum - To Make Obscure
-Sanitatem - Healing
-Si Metus - Intimidation

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[Riven]

Nearl kept her usual soft grin, and it only took a few seconds before it grew brighter, ANOTHER member of Rhodes Island has made an appearance. Shaw now too! The Knight had shouldered her warhammer, now just loosely holding her shield as she nods to the three with her bright smile. "I am so glad to see more of you", she replies, a bit of a fluffy tail wag and an ear twitch.

"As far as I know, you three are all I have seen here", she replies with a tap of the chin, "I haven't seen Ifrit since this morning if I recall.." before another thought went through, Nearl was glad she had her hands freed as she suddenly clasped her hands over her ears to the loud pitch of noise. "Ow..", the Kuranta mumbled, teeth gritted as she shook her head following the after shock.

With a hope of burst for morale, she removed her hands from her ears, moving closer to the three, a hand out in a sort of rally, "To finding a way home?"

It didn't take long though before she noticed the source of the sound came from a strange metallic pole like creature, and a fireball going towards it. Why are people already fighting so much.. But to be fair, this thing definitely didn't look friendly.

Critic Ham
Ineptitude

 

[Atomic Chucklenuts]

As Dani begged loudly to the townspeople stop shooting Sirenhead, the Sirenhead himself picks her up in Rufus’s body preparing to eat her. “Oh c’mon!” Dani leaves the body before getting munched on the giant monster. “*Sigh* So much for that idea.” “Dani!” Sora runs over to her wanting to ask her what happened. “You just vanished all of a sudden, How did you get in that guy’s body?” “I guess I might as well tell you since there’s people with other powers, I’m a ghost. And what I did was turn invisible to sneak my way into that guy’s body without any trouble and overshadow him.” “Man, why am I getting outclassed by everyone?” Dani giggles at his comment. “Aw don’t feel so bad-“ As Dani was about to continue her joke, Rocket commented on why humans have intangibility but also apologizes for how he acted. “I’m still freaked out by you by the way, but no hard feelings.” “Is that a R-“ “I know what you’re gonna say and I know he looks like one but don’t call him that, he hates it so much he nearly clawed my brain out. Speaking of which, sorry for calling you... y’know.. that word. Do you have a name?”

thatguyinthestore

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

• Prologue
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  "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"​
  
  The sounds of blood and guts exploding could just barely be heard over the symphony of gunfire and deranged laughter. The source of the latter was coming from none other than Doctor Edward Richtofen, savoring the mass slaughter of brain-dead zombies in his way. At this point, he had already gotten what he needed from the American Pentagon; all he needed to do was reunite himself with the trio of bumbling idiots he had helping him out. They were all downstairs, probably messing around with the teleporters again. Knowing how stupid they were, they were probably going to be attracted to the teleporters like moths to a flame.
  
  "Ahaha...haha. Ha. Back to business it is, zhen." The German cleared his throat to himself, all alone now and left to his own devices. He muttered something under his breath as he put his Afterburner away and sauntered back off to the elevator. But before he could reach the elevator leading downstairs, a giant purple portal not unlike one from his Gersch Devices opened up. But instead of just sitting there, it began to pull him in rather than pulling zombies in!
  
  "No, bad portal! I'm NOT a zombie!" Richtofen howled, though it was very well too late; by then one foot was already in the portal, and the rest of his body followed suit, being swallowed up by the portal before it finally closed without a trace.
  
  And there he was, stuck in some sort of pocket dimension. Was this the result of a Gersch Device gone haywire? Had one of his... subordinates primed one and ended up sucking him in? Either way, he only knew one thing was certain:
  
  "This is all Dempshey's fault. Shtupid Americans and their meddlings with my plans." And with that, Richtofen angrily folded his arms, waiting for the Gersch Device to inevitably spit him out like it normally did, preferrably back into the Pentagon.
  
  The only thing was that the portal didn't throw him back where he belonged.
  
  Instead, the Doctor was spat out directly on top of... Well, he didn't know exactly what it was. All he knew was that he was thrown out from the portal pointed directly at the ground and positioned directly above a purple cat.
  
  "Look out below!" The Group 935 scientist declared before slamming into the ground- and Julia, if she didn't get out of the way in time. He landed on the ground with an "OOF!", and a slightly-but-not-completely-insane cackle. His voice alone would probably be more than enough of an indicator for the guildmaster to know who he was, if she wasn't already peering through his brains.
  
  "Oh, zhat was kind of fun. It won't be as much fun as when I punish Dempsey for his ineptitude and getting me stuck wherever zhis place is..." His voice immediately trailed off as he got up, staring at the various different... people and animals surrounding him. Animals that he didn't recognize at all.
  
  "...Und zhen reward him for getting me these fine specimens for me to dissect. For scientific purposes, of course. What did you think I meant?" The German asked to the air around him, as if he was hearing voices. Of course, nobody else could hear the voice but himself, so how people reacted to his public declarations was up to them.
  
  
  
  
  ...Oh, and people around Richtofen could probably swear there was a soft, wacky tune playing in the background near him...​
  
  
  
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[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Benedict would merely sit there calmly as Josh deflected the bullets from Lucky with a teatray, and would give Grey a peck after slicing the watermelon. Benedict would then be lectured about using automatic weapons
“Ah...hush....I’m waiting on the phone.“
Benedict would continue waiting for the-DING!- theres God now
“Ah....greetings Mister God, Ah yes indeed your son mister Jesus took a loan from me.....what? Indeed he did....ah, well that’s his fault....died for me? Ah...I didn’t ask....where’s my money God......Ah....we’ll see what happens next.“
Benedict would then sit there as the fight progressed, continuing to speak to God on the phone
CocoaMarshmallow
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DapperDogman
Sayo-Nara​

 

[PopcornPie]

Honestly, this was ridiculous. Ben was still, what, a hundredth of Sirenhead? No way was it going to...

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Sirenhead

They fired those metal projectiles at it, again. It marveled it how far the specimens have come from sharp rocks on a stick to fast moving metal crumbs. Some of them struck its body, but they barely fazed it. They let it know where it was, and it approached them without resistance.

"THIS IS NOT A TEST. I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A TEST. THIS IS A NATIONAL EMERGENCY. THE FOLLOWING MESSAGE IS TRANSMITTED AT THE REQUEST OF THE WHITE HOUSE: A FOREIGN INVASION HAS BEGUN IN THE NORTHEASTERN UNITED STATES. AT 10:17 AM EASTERN DAYLIGHT TIME, SEVERAL RUSSIAN FIGHTER PLANES ATTACKED SEVERAL TARGETS, INCLUDING THE CITIES OF, BUT NOT LIMITED TO..."

Sirenhead bent down and grabbed the loudest man there, who accused everyone of being a mutant. As he screamed and screamed, it held him up near the siren, where a mouth drooled saliva hungrily. Then, it dropped him in. With each chew came the audible crunch, crunch, crunch. It was a darn good thing everyone was stopping the inhabitants from shooting it away! Another person saved from the inevitable end of days forever. The alarm garbled into nonsense as it gobbled the mangled corpse down. As it turned, it would see the other Sirenhead. It tilted its head curiously. Very few Sirenheads existed in his world, and coming across another was like stumbling upon an entirely new species.

It tried to recall the mating process between two of his kind, but with the hail of gunfire, Sirenhead eventaully grew weary of the onslaught of noise. After eating him, it hurriedly retreated from the settlement, wandering off into someplace where nature could conceal Sirenhead. Marching into public areas was nothing Sirenhead liked.

CocoaMarshmallow Crow​

...Work? After a fairly brutal display of Sirenhead eating the one who started this mess, it stalked up to Ben. Seeing it up close and personal really proved its purely unnatural origin. Despite not feeling fear, Lucky felt the need to kowtow to it. It was at least ten himselfs high, yet only one or two wide, at most.

"Alright, no more plan and no more Mr Nice Guy!" the replica Sirenhead blared, fast-walking towards the original, escaping Sirenhead, waiving any bullets shot at him away. "You know what they say - takes one to beat one. I've got no reason to be afraid of that guy now. I'm gonna turn him into a megaphone by the end of this."

Crow StaidFoal LilacMonarch CocoaMarshmallow Critic Ham DerpyCarp Atomic Chucklenuts Ineptitude P PopcornPie​

Thankfully, as suddenly as it appeared, the beast has sauntered off into the woods, with Ben trailing behind. "Good luck, laddie."

• Trevor Philips

• 
  "Yeah, well did anyone ever tell you that curiosity killed the fucking cat!?" Trevor shouted as he angrily snatched his gun back from Anna. He then turned back to face the man in armor, only for him to feel Lucky chomp down on his hand hard enough to draw a fair amount of blood. The man screamed at the sight as he held onto his now profusely bleeding hand, staggering back. "S-Son of a fucking...." He winced as he fell hunched over, the blood from his fucked up hand now dripping into the sand below. Before he knew it, everyone had opened fire on the group, and a bullet grazed past his shoulder.
  
  But Trevor only had one target in his mind.
  
  His twitchy eye had suddenly found Lucky and, without even the smallest inkling of fear or hesitation, Trevor walked out in the middle of the line of gunfire. And then, assuming none of the bullets hit him, Trevor would attempt to grab Lucky by the ears. However, instead of holding him up this time, if this were to be successful, Trevor would quickly slam Lucky down onto the ground and, while he was disoriented, would begin stomping down directly onto his head repeatedly.
  
  
  
  
  
  "FUCKING SHIT! DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK!!!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU SPEAKING TO!? WHO!? WHO!? YOU BUNNY FUCK!? NEXT TIME DON'T BITE MY FUCKING HAND!!! I'M GONNA DO SOME REAL RABBIT HUNTING ON ALL YOUR HUNDREDS OF BROTHERS NEXT, YOU BIPEDAL ASSHOLE!!!"
  
  Someone better calm him down.
  
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While Lucky was distracted, Trevor had seized him again, and was now at his patience's end. The poor rabbit found himself being stomped on with a heavy foot, while Trevor yowled threats at him. Despite how painful this was, however, Lucky remained numb, even a little smug; This guy was in for a bad time if he thought physical force would work on him.

Fluffington the Mighty is once again Distracted by what is happening around her. "Oh Oh, A Batttle! I wanna watch!!" She turns her attention to the action, her tail flipping off debris when she spins around and rushes over.
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"This isn't a battle, Lassie. It's a declaration of war."

View attachment 696467Captain Faclon hears Trevor cussing and assulting Lucky "Oh shoot! Demon rabbit thing!" Captain Falcon hops out of the Blue Falcon and shoulder rams into Trevor. He then picks up Lucky. "Demon rabbit thing, youare okay? Is your little rabbit body injured? If it is....I don't have anything to fix you up with but I can find someone!"
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CocoaMarshmallow StaidFoal @anyoneelse
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Well, today sure was turning out to be fun.

Having sat back on her oildrum, Zora watched idly as the townfolk shot at the huge, siren-headed monster, and completely whiffed nearly every bullet. It was pretty entertaining, all things considered. But then the monster plucked that old, rambly guy that every trashy town seemed to have, and up and chewed him up.

"Shit. That's actually almost traumatizin'." Zora considered the beast, its height, the way it moved and how animalistic it appeared to be - she ignored the other one, since for some reason the tinny, almost childlike voice coming out of it was a lot less threatening - and turned towards Abraham.

"Y'all better have one hell of a bounty for these mutant things," she said, her cavalier attitude quickly returning to her. "I'm a bounty hunter, after all, and I ain't doin' this outta th' kindness of my heart."

Kneeling down, Zora dug a finger into one of her boots, and fished out an acorn that had been digging into her thigh all damn day. She tossed it onto the ground, hefted her special oil drum up under one arm, and leaped forward. The acorn glowed a brilliant orange for a brief second before, in the blink of an eye, the small seed grew into a tall oak - and sent Zora flying from it in the process, aimed straight for Sirenhead.

Soaring through the air like a cannonball, Zora hefted the drum over her head and, if she aimed herself right, slammed the thing down over one of Sirenhead's... heads. "Where d'ya think yer goin', fella?! You got a lot ta answer for!"

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A few miles out? Phoenix was used to walking everywhere, but even he couldn't make it that far, especially in this weird, psychotic wasteland. He'd just have to bunker down here, then, and hope that some of the volunteers succeeded...

And then all hell broke loose. Again.

Falling onto his rump for the third time so far, Phoenix watched in horror as the huge, siren-shaped monster appeared, and could barely tear his eyes from it as it picked up the shouting old man. All Phoenix could hear was its sickening crunch as it.... it....

Phoenix blacked out, too terrified to even process what was happening. The sound of gunfire and panicked filled the air around him and, snapping him out of his shock, the raging screams of what looked like a regular man stomping on some small creature. Quickly, Phoenix jumped to his feet, his mind setting himself down a path that wouldn't scar him for life... hopefully.

"H-Hey! Calm down!" Phoenix rushed over to Trevor and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to pull him away from the rabbit. "Whatever's happening, it can wait, can't it? There's... more things going on to worry about right now!"


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Fortunately, Falcon and someone else had both come to his rescue, with the former picking him up and the latter subduing Trevor. "Don't wory. Just pain." He replied briskly, then turned around in Falcon's palms to stare Trevor down.

"How wrong you are..." The rabbit spoke coldly. "Firstly, you started it by restraining me by the ears. Secondly, what brothers? All mine are dead." He wiggled his nubs. "Lost 'em in the same factory I lost me paws. And, finally, if you think that was enough to even chip me jade, you are wrong. Sohoho wrong." He remembered plainly what Mismakora told him: No one could break the jade.

 

[Stikes]

Izabela Dybas and『KAWAII RAZOR BLADES』​

Izzy goes a bit green around the gills as Sirenhead eats the old man. "Okay, nevermind, it has definitely done something." Jesus Christ.

After taking a few moments to gather herself up, she persues after the monster.

As for Zora, Sirenhead began to rapidly approach her, alarms blaring from its heads.

As it strides forth, 『KAWAII RAZOR BLADES』 phases the beast and Zora, hopefully preventing her from being harmed. Her other weapons will still hurt it fine, though.

She'd send the stand itself out to fight, but she really isn't sure how she can hurt a forty-foot-tall monster that can shrug off bullets. 『KAWAII RAZOR BLADES』is not a close-range combat Stand.

( TruthHurts_22 )

 

[FactionGuerrilla]

As if the small town in Pandora wasn't being terrorized enough by the Sirenhead, there was actually yet another menace coming to plague the town with his presence. And boy, could anyone hear him from a mile away.



"Oof! Oof! Oof! Oof!" Claptrap's "music" was being played at full blast, and it would sound much more like a cacophony than a symphony. Claptrap had picked up a lot of things when he had hung out with the MPF, and shitty songs was definitely one of them. The quirks of the internet had certainly rubbed off and not in a good way.

"Boy, oh boy. I can't wait to meet the newcomers! I'm sure they'll appreciate this culturally important music song that I found on YouTube back at the Cape!" The Hyperion robot declared, rolling forwards to the base. However, he was stopped dead cold by the appearance of a giant weird machine running past him- alongside a group of other equally-strange people, chasing after the aforementioned machine to presumably destroy it. The inept Claptrap took about five seconds to process this- the average time, as usual- before finally deciding to say something as the group passed.

"Hey, new people! Where are you going? I'm supposed to be meeting you, not the other way around!"

StaidFoal @SirenheadFighters​