Fandom Hunters of the Throne

[PopcornPie]

Lana

The rabbit pulled out a flamethrower from somewhere and began to blast me with flames. Ironic since I moments before burned a man to death myself. This actually seemed to work. As the flames engulfed me, I began to lose shape almost as if I were melting. Before long I was reduced to what looked like a bubbling puddle of tar... however, I wasn’t dead. I just lost my disguise. I slowly began to rise back up, but in a different shape this time. A much more simple design.

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It was no longer Lana. It had dropped its disguise and revealed what it truly was. It just stared at Lucky not moving an inch.

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"Burn, fucker! Burn!...Or melt." Lucky cocked an eyebrow as "Lana" seemed to melt away, instead of shriveling up into ash. "How unsatisfying." He appeared to lose his sadistic smile, instead looking...well, dissatisfied and bored. Goddamnit, he wanted this impostor to scream. Maybe the fire powers she had gave her an immunity. Or maybe, with the way she melted, she was the Wicked Witch of the Whichever Direction It Came From.

When "Lana" lost her form entirely and became but a puddle of black goo, Lucky thought the fight to be over. The new creature, however, rose back up, simply staring at him with those strange pink orbs. It didn't move, either, like it was offended that Lucky had exposed it, and was waiting for an apology. Of course, Lucky was gonna give it something, all right. But what? The flamethrower clearly didn't do much damage, and he knew full well what would happen if he made physical contact. Seeing as it was a gooey being, his best bet was to capture it, but with what? There weren't any glass domes around. "Okay, what's your next move, Las-er...Thingy?"

And then the ghost girl from before just had to float by and push his hot button.

“You sound like you desperately need some friends, if you’re enjoying this that much.”

If the blobby thing was good at reading body language, then it could tell from Lucky's stiffening, shoulder hunching, and teeth gritting that he was about to snap, and snap hard.

"Listen here, you little shit." Lucky snarled like a rabid dog. "Do you know why I would go out of me way to close me heart off like this? Because I've learned what friends can cost you. If you aren't lookin', they'll suck out everything you liked about yourself! In just a few hours, I was turned from Lucky O'Chopper to Lucky O'Coward, constantly worrying about whether or not I put them in harm's way! Now look at me. I've got nobody to worry about! I'm back to bein' violent, and I love it! I missed it!" There came the whole kit-caboodle again: The red veins around his line of sight, the cracks in the jade pulsating faster and brighter, and his breaths becoming sharp enough to cut. "How fucking dare you insinuate that I would be willin' to give meself up a second time, after all I went through to get meself back!" For once, he well and truly raised his voice. "I fell into namby-pamby land once, and I managed to free meself, no thanks to any 'friends'! I am NOT, and you WILL not, drag me back into your naïve little-" Suddenly, he grabbed his now panging head, and crumpled to the roof of the Technical, panting. "That goddamn Freelancer tampering...I was hopin' that Mismakora's spell would've fixed this, too. I can only hope this self-patches until then." He rose groggily, shaking the nausea out of himself.

Sayo-Nara
Atomic Chucklenuts

 

[Benedict Cucumberpatch]

Benedict would continue walking Michigan before he would scream about going towards the light, resulting in Benedict whacking him with his cane
“Ah ah ah! Pets don’t speak Michigan.”
Benedict would then hear a bunch of directions and a marker, was it a witch? No one was going to go into his enigma of a mind. As they kept walking Benedict would almost be run over, but would emerge unscathed and perfectly calm. Benedict would keep walking before Michigan would struggle some more, trying desperately to escape
“Ah....looks like Michigan...needs to go potty.“
Josh would then left up his flipper to answer
“Honk!”
“No Josh, I need advice from an animal with....actual intelligence.“
Benedict would look around the battlefield, with Michigan sadly starting to accept his fate as a pet
Benedict would then see a....raccoon.
“Josh....look! A....garbage thief, as a hooligan I’m sure he’ll know the hottest spots to go potty.“
Benedict would then hand Josh the leash before pulling out his megaphone and yelling at Rocket
“AH! GARBAGE THEIF! TELL ME YOUR....BEST POTTY SPOTS! AND HURRY! MICHIGAN IS PULLING AT HIS COLLAR AGAIN.“
Benedict would yell as Michigan tried to pull off his collar, but slowly gave up
CocoaMarshmallow
thatguyinthestore
LilacMonarch​

 

[GeorgeTownRaja]

Interactions: Thepotatogod

Tsukasa Kadoya/Kamen Rider Decade
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It took him a minute for Tsukasa to come up with an idea to turn the tables for him. If he dodged one of his attacks then it is unlikely that he will survive. But if he uses his sword to block his attack then he will at least survive. So, what did he choose to do?

"Ah!" Tsukasa grunted as he uses his sword to block his ax as he prepares for a counterattack. He fired at Den-O with his SMG and then uses his sword to attack him. The results?

 

[Thepotatogod]

--Minako Arisato || Kintaros--
Color: #ff69b4
Status: Worried
Interaction:
CocoaMarshmallow GeorgeTownRaja

"HAH!" Den-O grunted as the blades of the two Riders' weapons collided, clashing with one another as the force of the impacet sent a strong shockwave that actually sent one of the approaching Bandit jeepneys to tip over and explode due to the sheer force. However, Den-O did not expect Decade to expertly use the gun provided to him shoot at her point blank, causing her to stumble backwards as he then hacked at him with his sword, sparks were sent flying as she stumbled back, leaving her open for a mere moment.

Kin-chan!

Meanwhile, it appears the infighting had caused some bandits to come over to their direction, distracting them and cheering on one of them to kill the other.

 

[Atomic Chucklenuts]

Before Dani was able to fly away, Lucky stops her. “Listen here, you little shit.” She hears this and quickly turns around. “Um. WHAT did you call me?”

Lucky proceeds to tell her off and lose his mind, yelling. “If you’re done yelling at me. Friends are the last thing that’ll change who you are, unless you need to get better friends. And who said I wanted to drag you somewhere when I don’t even know you.”

Lucky stops shouting to take a breather but Dani notices something he says. “Who’s Mismakora? Is he the guy that put that in you?” She said pointing to Lucky’s green jade in his stomach.


P PopcornPie

 

[GeorgeTownRaja]

Interactions: Thepotatogod

Tsukasa Kadoya/Kamen Rider Decade
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Tsukasa got closer to Den-O to have a talk with him and he is hoping that he wants this battle to end but it is unlikely that it will. He stood there for a minute before speaking. Den-O seems to be weakened from all the fighting. Also, he'll probably deal with the bandits after his fight with Den-O.

"Are you done fighting? I don't want to kill you just yet. If you can free Minako under her possession then I will leave you be. I can't let you control her like she is your slave!" Tsukasa said angrily.

"Well, I'm waiting." He aimed at Den-O with his SMG as he has a bad feeling that something bad might happen to him.

 

[PopcornPie]

Lucky rubbed his temples, grumbling several things under his breath. Even still, nobody got it. Why did he even bother talking to these walls? No amount of scathing insults could even chip their bricks. All he wanted was to blast a way out of this shit, but he couldn't find the opening he'd been pulled through.

'A little shit. That's what I called you. A naïve little shithead." He sassed. "You live in a candy-coated fantasy land, where everything is dandy, and we all just go have some marshmallows in front of a campfire. Well, I got news for you. First, friendship makes you feel all good inside, and then it happens. You feel your heart softening. Next thing you know, you're weak." He'd never forget how hysterical and paranoid he became in Blood Gulch. "You're wastin' time throwing your heart at people who, at the end of the day, only wanted to go home, and nothing else. People who already had people to protect them all along." He flicked his Paw o' Death at the shadowy blob who once impersonated Lana. "And then what? They just leave you to stew in regret, and memories you become overwhelmed with the desire to relive, just so you can remedy the mistakes you made towards them? Which leaves you all brooding, and too depressed to fight back when danger does come. Fuck. That. Shit." A bandit who tried to pat him on the shoulder quickly took a bullet to the head. "Be fuckin' thankful that I'm willing to fight for you at all. I could've just split as soon as I landed."

He lovingly stroked the jade across his heart. "This protects me from all that. This jade keeps me safe from the regret, and the memories. It also prevents me from falling into the same traps. The one who gave it to me was a she, Lassie." He grumped. "She isn't a person, either. She-" Without warning, he was pounced by another Psycho. He struggled to tussle with the bandit, kicking against his mask. "Goddamn you! Why can't you let me gush?!"

"You'll gush all right. You'll gush blood!"

"No, you will gush blood! Your arteries are bigger."

Atomic Chucklenuts

 

[DerpyCarp]

Fluffington stares at the Espeon blankly, apparently the Nap hard Reset her memory o current events. "Wha?" Her gaze drifts over to the nearby Glaceon, and she zips over to the Ice Type.
"Wow! Your coat is really pretty! How is it so sparkly?" The Eevee asks, not taking notice on how excessively sparkly her own coat is after her Rest. So excessively sparkly and bright under the Aurora from Natasha's earlier buff that the reflected light could be seen from outside of town, like a shiny, stupid disco ball, in the shape of an Eevee.
LilacMonarch CocoaMarshmallow Space Buddha

 

[Thepotatogod]

--Minako Arisato || Kintaros--
Color: #ff69b4
Status: Tired
Personas Used: Jack Frost
Interaction:
CocoaMarshmallow GeorgeTownRaja

"Hah hah...Strong as ever, are ya?!" Den-O said before hearing Decade's plea for him to surrender.

Kin-chan...

". . ." Den-O catches her breath before letting out a sigh. "Hmph...Very well...You win this bout." She sighs, putting her hand on the belt's clip and unplugging it, taking out the belt from her waist. An incorporeal half torso of the yellow imagin leave her body as the suit promptly broke apart into pieces, unveiling Minako's slightly bruised body, causing her to stumble a bit.

"What just...Oh!" Minako rubs her forhead, now promptly realizing that she can move. "I can move again!" She celebrated, clenching and unclenching her hands as if getting used to moving her own body after extended time of not being able to move it due to some unusual force. But...What just happened? It's like suddenly, her body was being controlled by someone else...

"That is entirely my fault, Minako-dono." Kintaros' voice told Minako in her head, soon enough, sounds of sand falling from her body can be heard, and in front of her formed what she can described as a humanoid, horned monster with a stern face wearing furred colar basically all yellow. "I should have appeared before you in order to be granted your consent. For that, I apologize."

"I, uh...Well..." Minako rubs the back of her head before chuckling, "I don't really mind--you're really strong, you know!" She said before rubbing her eyes. "But you really have to warn me if you're going to take over...Looks like Decade-san panicked because of you, Kin-chan."

"I shall try and keep that in mind."

"And as for you, Decade-san..." Minako turned to the other Kamen Rider, "Please don't attack Kin-chan when he's inside me." She said, before thinking of something lewd and blushing faintly, "I know you're worried about me and all, but it still hurts me too, you know." She said with a pout, crossing her arms. "Rude or not, we're still friends here, you know! So both of you make up and don't do this kind of thing ever again, okay?"

"This hopefully won't happen again." Kintaros nods as he noticed thr crowd of Bandits realize that the fight between the two Riders are over, prompting them to draw their weapons.

"GET THOSE BITCHES!" One of the Bandit yelled, raising a spiked wrench.

"Kin-chan, Decade-san!" Minako says, drawing her Evoker once more, "Let's do this together!" She pointed the gun-like summoning device onto her head, pulling the trigger.

GLOW!!

"Jack Frost!"​

Minako pulled the trigger on her Evoker, summoning a cartoony looking white creature wearing a jester's collar and some horned head gear. He did a flip as he then flapped this arms, cold winds suddenly eminated from the creature, soon causing parts of the Bandit's body to freeze in their advance.

This should give Decade enough of a chance for him to do with his thing.

 

[TheElenaFisher]

𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑡ℎ
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Seeing how the attack was done, she had to close the tear before the bandits turned around and open fired on her, the one that asked her to open the tear (was it capable of getting hurt by bullets? She didn't wanna find out for herself.), and anyone else around her. Then, she heard another unfamiliar voice both in her head and outside of her head. It was a woman's voice, that much was obvious. While she would go out to go with her, her place was here in the Shack, opening tears and throwing people health and ammo.

Then, she heard the voice before that told her to heal Lucky, this voice being only in her head. This time, she was told to heal someone named Kirito, who was someone she never met. But maybe, if she opened a tear, like before with Lucky, it'll bring her to Kirito. She wondered how the tear knew to do this, to just be able to open where it needed to be, which was probably something she didn't understand just yet.

"On it!" Grabbing a health kit, she closed the ammo crate and opened a tear to who she hoped was this Kirito. It opened to someone who appeared a little bit younger than her with swords and dressed all in black. "Are you Kirito?! Here!" She threw the health kit at him and closed the tear, reopening the one for ammo.

So far? Her job was going really well.

LilacMonarch , SpaceRavens03
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The Siren was starting to get a little bit impatient.

Right now, they were just standing around and talking. Sure, it was fine earlier when they weren't dealing with bandits and Psychos but right now, they needed to deal with the attackers and save the town. Especially since both groups seemed to love showing up every few minutes, so they needed to move quick.

"First off, Dani, Ryuji, it's nice to meet you two." She looked at Lucky. Did she give a shit if this was a psychotic bunny with a taste for blood? A little bit, but right now that didn't matter. "Listen, you look like a bunny and if your race is called anything else, tell me next time so excuse me if I call it like it is. Second, you sound like a he and some women, when they speak, get mistaken for men if they're on their ECHO devices and since neither me or Abraham have ever told any of you what they are and shown you what they are, I'm just gonna go ahead and say it's like a phone, so sorry, but I had to ask. Third, some girls would think that something that looks like what you look like would be defenseless and would believe that if you didn't just kill bandits and get super into it."

Now she would've stopped there, but oh no, he started yelling at Dani for a remark she herself would've probably made if only under her breath or said in her head without accidentally saying it for everyone else to hear in their heads. She was about to defend Dani when they started yelling at each other and then a Psycho pinned the guy to the floor.

Part of her was telling her to let it happen, but she sighed and got out of the car, taking out the shotgun. She walked over, kicked the Psycho hard in the head and before he could get up and try to hurt anyone, she blew his brains out. Skye looked at the both of them. "Listen, is this the time to be arguing? No! No it isn't! This is the time to go kill some fuckers that deserve it for attacking this town. I don't give a shit about your personal problems right now, right now, there are people that are in danger. Dani, since you can fly, go on ahead and start taking any bandits and Psychos out. Don't care how you do it, just make sure they can't hurt anyone."

Skye then looked at Lucky, holding the shotgun. "You can be a bloodthirsty monster who's a borderline psychopath right now and stay here or you can get in this Technical, shut the fuck up, and kill any bandits and Psychos in our way. Don't give a shit what happened to you, don't care where it happened, what's happening right now is your top prior-"

She then another Psycho run towards them, screaming about how toys are coming to life to harvest his organs. Skye, being very angry at this moment in time, blew his legs off as he ran towards them, then walked towards him and put a boot on his back. "WE WERE TALKING HERE!" Pumping the shotgun, she blew his brains out and looked at the two.

"What I was saying before some people decided to interrupt me was either suck it up you two and help take care of all of this or stay here and be bickering children and probably kill each other in the process. I really hope it's the first option cause so God help me, you walked into the wrong universe. Now, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

Skye turned around and got back in the Technical's driver seat, slamming the door. "EVERYONE IN OR ANYONE ELSE OUTSIDE OF THE SHACK, FIVE MINUTES, MOVE IT OR LOSE IT! IF ANYONE IN THERE HAS SOME AMMO, GRAB IT AND GO AND GIVE ME AND ROCKET SOME!" The tone she had throughout all of that was a mix of a bunch of things. Anger, obviously, but also commanding. Yet, while she did have anger, it was like a kind of restrained anger. Like she didn't want to just let loose her anger on them.

It was pretty... scary actually.

As she waited, almost a minute passed by before a tear opened up above Skye and Rocket and some ammo came out of it, closing afterwards. The good news for her was, there were more grenades since she had two more left. Now all that was needed was to wait for those that needed a ride to get in the back of the Technical.

P PopcornPie , Atomic Chucklenuts , thatguyinthestore , anyone else at the Shack​

 

[Crow]

SANITY: 18/100

The Doctor breathes in and out. His head was throbbing with excessive psionic energy from his excessive telepathic link - he needed to release it.

Back at good old Rhodes, they had protocols for situations like this.

But this was not Rhodes Island. No rules or people were attempting to restrict the Doctor, and the only people with the knowledge of said rules and who can restrict the Doctor were engaged in combat.

This was especially true with Julia and Natasha out of the way and focusing on combat.

SANITY: 15/100

The aftereffects lingered, but they would soon cool down.

SANITY: 12/100

He rose on his feet. "If I cannot command, I will participate through other means."

SANITY: 10/100

Ah, the pain was beginning to cool down. Once it neutralizes, his sanity would rise back up.

SANITY: 8/10

Unfortunately a few bandits were lucky and slippery enough to slip into the Shack that the Doctor currently resided in. The numbers seemed slightly hefty for the numbers in the place

"Well, I don't have to tell you what to do."
"You got it."

It was to be expected, but the Doctor, at such low sanities, found his heart racing, unable to keep his usual cool, calm self. He quickly picked a gun from a fallen bandit up and aimed it at the opponents, slightly shaking.

Even with such limited sanity, he was able to roll to evade the bullets. He didn't take into account the stability of the structure they were in, or any other factors like where the others in the room could move to evade, or if they were even there, because he was starting to lose that ability. The others felled the bandits easily, but now.... they had to flee.

SANITY: 6/100

Normally, the Doctor would stand foot and make a decision based on various factors, but he was starting to lose that ability, so he complied as he gathered ammo and jumped into the Technical, near a side window.

SANITY: 3/100

"Ahahahaha..." the Doctor laughs in his synthesized, deep voice.

SANITY: 0/100

TheElenaFisher P PopcornPie Atomic Chucklenuts Crow thatguyinthestore @ShackPeople​

 

[SpaceRavens03]

• Patched
• Sword Skills and Equipment
• Interaction

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  Alright, I'll send some help your way. By the way, you don't need to reply out loud.
  
  She (julia) spoke to me in response. I could easily assumed that she contacting me through the use of <<Telepathy>>. Pretty neat and highly convenient power, if I say so myself.
  
  Anyone that is available, please go assist Kirito and Oswald. They are in this location.
  
  "Anyone"? So she could actually telepathically speak to many people at once? Now that is- Wait. Hang on. Something I heard her say caused my ears to perk up. How did she know my name? Did she somehow also access my memories during our conversation? Also, "they're in this location"? How the heck did she somehow-
  
  “Are you Kirito?! Here!”
  
  I turned my head to the right, where I found myself looking at a young lady (Elizabeth) looking around mid-20, appearing a short few meter near me from a portal manifesting to let her reach me and the cartoon rabbit, whom I believe is called Oswald, much quickly. Noticing her tossing something towards me, I scrambled back onto my feet and caught something I could not ask less of: A <<First Aid Kit>>. Nice, just what I need to patch up my injuries. Although with that said, I quickly looked at the stranger and tried to ask:
  
  “Wait! How did you know my- ”
  
  Keyword: Tried. The portal soon vanished alongside her before I could finish, leaving me alone - aside from Oswald - with my free hand stretched out, reaching out for nothing foolishly before being lowered. The fact that they knew I was present, knew where I am, and knew my name.....this is creepy. I sighed and stepped back into the <<bubble>>, activating the effect of the <<First Aid Kit>> to let it reverse the injuries I had sustained from my confrontations with other raiders earlier. The little bit of <<System>> present with me seem to also simplified the effects of items kicking in that realistically should take a longer time to prep and let their properties set in; In this case, the <<First Aid Kit>> I was given by the lady from the portal. This was kind of cheating when I thought about it, since it meant survival was easier for someone like me. Having consumed the <<First Aid Kit>> and allowed my injuries to fade gradually, my shoulder joints moved a little as to relieve the stiffness present when I was sitting.
  
  I'm good to go for round two.
  
  That said however, I couldn't just leave the little cartoon guy I had just met without a word of farewell. For all I know, I probably would not see him again anytime soon during and after the conflict. I knelt down in front of him and spoke:
  
  “So uh...Oswald, was it? Listen, I gotta go help the others fight off the bad guys coming in to make a ruckus, so I can't stay here any longer and just sit out of the conflict. To me, any help could count when it came to defending this town, and I don't want to think otherwise and eventually regret the decision later on. All I have to say for you is: Stay safe here. ”
  
  I wore on a reassuring smile, hoping it could stop him from worrying about me as I continued.
  
  “Stay cool buddy. See you soon.”
  
  
  
  I ended, giving him a farewell-petting before getting back on my feet. The last words I spoke to him, "Stay cool" , was one I remember all too well from my experience in the Underworld. Equipping the pistol on my left hand while my right hand reached for the <<Eludicator>>, I tried "contacting" the <<Telepathic Voice>> from before.
  
  Hey, if you're able to hear me right now, I want to let you know the health kit's patched me up. If someone's still looking for me and Oswald, let them know they just need to find him.
  
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  One-Handed Sword:
  
  • Horizontal I
    • Horizontal Arc [LOCKED]
      • Horizontal Square [LOCKED]
  • Sharp Nail I
  • Slant I
  • Spinning Shield [LOCKED]
  • Vertical I
    • Vertical Arc [LOCKED]
      • Vertical Square [LOCKED]
  • Vorpal Strike I
  Dual Blades:
  
  • Starburst Stream [LOCKED]
  
  Equipments:
  1) «Blackwyrm Coat»
  2) «Elucidator» [EQUIPPED]
  3) «Dark Repulser» [Cannot be wielded on other hand until certain level is achieved]
  4) «Hed Shoter! » [EQUIPPED]
  
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  LilacMonarch (Julia)
  TheElenaFisher (Elizabeth)
  RedLight (Oswald)
  
  GM:
  CocoaMarshmallow
  

 

[LilacMonarch]

You two, quick bickering and get back to your posts! Julia says to Den-O and Decade, gritting her teeth in irritation. Thankfully, their fight did finally come to an end.


Before she could decide what to tell Fluffington, the Eevee ran off, which saved her the effort. Which was good, as she needed to focus on giving directions to everyone in the battle. Now she just had to hope they were able to do their jobs well enough to not be interrupted by bandits.

Natasha groans quietly as Fluffington runs to her and asks about her fur. Why did they have to babysit this kid..? "It's covered in ice. Ice tends to look like that."

She sneaks up on a bandit that had slipped through, utilizing her Snow Cloak ability to avoid detection, which was helped by Fluffington's...disco ball fur giving a great distraction. She jump kicks him from behind, slamming him into a wall and causing him to drop his weapon, and then sprays several Ice Shards that effectively get him stuck in place on the wall.

Maniacal laughter from the direction of the shack catches her attention, and as she looks she finds it coming from none other than the Doctor. "Oh, shit. He wasn't kidding."

If it wasn't obvious enough already, her mother confirms what it looked like.

The Doctor's gone insane. Be careful around him and don't let down your guard! The Espeon says to everyone in the shack and nearby, excluding the Doctor himself of course.

Natasha starts approaching the Technical, shaking her head to herself. Well, he had told her to handle this very situation.

Sneaking like before, the Glaceon gets as close as possible without being too obvious. If she was right, he would try to hurt a teammate any time now...

Camouflaged by the storm, she waits for the right moment. A sphere of snow and ice swirls around her as she prepares an attack - Blizzard!

Got it. Julia replies to Kirito simply before addressing everyone once again. Kirito is back on his feet. If you're looking for those two, it's just Oswald that needs help now.

Interactions: GeorgeTownRaja (Decade) Thepotatogod (Den-O/Minako) DerpyCarp (Fluffington) Crow (Doctor) SpaceRavens03 (Kirito) RedLight (Oswald)
P PopcornPie Chungchangching CocoaMarshmallow Benedict Cucumberpatch Space Buddha TheElenaFisher Stikes ConnorOfficials Venom Snake darkred Crow quadraxis201 FactionParadox FactionGuerrilla 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss Atomic Chucklenuts Ineptitude Riven Critic Ham @etcetcetc (anyone at/near the shack, or anyone that wants to help Oswald) ​

 

[Dragonlord318]

TheElenaFisher SpaceRavens03 LilacMonarch RedLight
(Also anyone else)

After David took care of the bandits coming from the other direction, he saw an even larger horde coming from their original direction of attack. A brown-haired woman ripped a window-like tear in space-time before tossing a med kit to Kirito and Oswald, and before that he heard a voice in his head asking anyone to help the Cartoon-Black swordsman duo. Then, three of the four went back to the shack where the ammo was, and the brown-haired woman asked for more ammo (after she blasted several bandits away, of course).

He heard Julia speak about Oswald, and snapped his head over to the cartoonish rabbit, still encased in the Bubble he had erected before. He saw how scared the little guy looked, and saw all the explosives shooting around him. More bandits were running directly toward their downed vehicles and comrades, unknowingly toward Oswald. His reflexes flared and lightning sparked around him. He flew up and landed in between the bandits and Oswald, then lifted the Bubble and transported it over to the shack where the other two now were, Kirito having gone off to fight again. He set the rabbit down gently, de-materializing the transportation sphere as the cartoon touched the ground.


Said bandits turned and tried running back as they saw the electrified Pro Hero, but their escape was short-lived as bolts of lightning crisped them like KFC on a Sunday afternoon. He then flew back to the shack to ensure Oswald's safety. "You okay, little guy?" he asked, crouching down so he was eye-level. "Sorry for giving you that roller-coaster ride in the air. Just had to make sure you stayed safe." He smiled briefly at the rabbit before standing and taking in the scenery before him.

He looked at the battlefield and saw that the ammunition for those limited to firearms was running low. He saw that though the noble combatants were fighting fiercely, it seemed that the bandits were gaining ground due to the lack of ammunition. David couldn't be everywhere at once, but he could do one thing. He looked at the different weapons people were carrying, noting their specific air signature. He then looked at the bandits, and the weapons they carried, noting theirs.

He sat down and placed a Bubble over the shack, encasing Julia, Elizabeth, Oswald and himself in it. He reached out and focused on the weapons around him, the sound fading to nothing. He saw:
The weapons.
Their ammunition.
The earth around him.
The minerals beneath him.
The bandits and their number.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at Elizabeth. "Can you warp in and out and restock everyone's ammo, like how you helped Kirito with his injuries? I can keep you protected from harm while you do so." To explain his point, he waved his hand and - using the materials he sensed - produced a perfectly shaped 9mm round in his palm, placed an Air Wall around her, and set the round off, pinging harmlessly off the pressurized shield she now had.

After her response, he would sit down again, and concentrate his Grab ability. Several dozen ammo boxes rose out of the sand around him, separated into groups.
.22 rimfire
9 mm
5.56 NATO
7.62 NATO
.45 ACP
.40
.44
.50 AE
.50 BMG
.50 Barret
.308
30.06


Afterwards, he'd be very out of breath, and a little wobbly when standing. "I think that's the most I can do for now." He looked back up at Exia, thankful that his Air Walls from earlier had helped him in his shooting. He gave a small salute in thanks for the Gundam's help.

 

[Crow]

SANITY: 3/100

The Doctor was successfully frozen thanks to Natasha's efforts. Now there was a big block of ice in the vehicle sitting next to Lucky. Lovely, wasn't it?

Well, at least he wouldn't be hurting anyone, friend or foe.

Lucky and Lucky alone might notice the Doctor's hands twitching while inside the solid ice.

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"Rrrr! (Booyah!)"

The Riolu was having a blast with beating the daylights out of the various bandits, before the emblem on his chest began to beep, flashing red repeatedly.

"Lllrrr! (Aw man! Not now!)"

Finally, a flash of red light enveloped the Riolu, and when it vanished, only Ben Tennyson remained.

"This is not good."

"Where'd the dog go?"
"Who cares? Get the kid!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

And so Ben Tennyson was being chased by an armada of bandits, powerless to stop them.

"Come on, stupid watch, YES! All recharged. Now then, better pick someone quick."

He scrolled through his aliens.

"Eugh. A unicorn? How will that help?"

Little did he know, it would've helped a lot.

"Well, let's go with this guy!"

As Ben smacked his watch down, a transformation began. His skin would turn into a different material, something akin to fabric, all while turning black. His eyes turned into the collar and ribbon of a uniform while his mouth widened.

"What the heck am I?"

Ben had no idea what his new form did. He sheepishly turned to the bandits pursuing him.

"Uuuhhh... feel the full force of my triple XL fury?"

The mobs simply shot holes, turning Ben's new form into swiss cheese, though regeneration was swift as he used this opportunity to keep running.

That was when he saw Tanya.

Repeatedly jumping up impossibly high in a cartoonish manner, he speaks to her.

"Miss Degurechaff! I have no idea. What I am. But I think. Something will happen. If you put. Me on!"

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[Ineptitude]

Shaw stomped down on the lever by her feet. The resulting spray of water sent an entire group of bandits flying into the opposite direction. She then sprinted forward, slamming down her axe inbetween a man's neck and shoulder and bringing him to his knees. With one final wave of her arms, his head rolled onto the ground—trapped in an expression of pain. The zalak kicked it up into the air. Swinging with the cheek of her axe, she pelted it right into another raider and knocked him unconscious.

She was running on pure adrenaline as she hacked and slashed through her opposition. She huffed and puffed. She kept at it. The medical bay was right behind her, after all. As she took down another bandit, she noticed ammo boxes suddenly emerging from the ground at the corner of her eye.

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  Heather, hearing Skye's instruction and still having very little idea what is going on, follows Natasha, approaching the technical and eventually hopping on, and Skye would notice what seemed to be a little girl in pajamas leaning against the frozen Doctor as though she had no knowledge of the psychopath inside. She spoke via-telepathy, however she did so in what could only be described as all-caps, given the sheer volume of her telepathic voice in comparison to the others. As she did this, she didn't really emote at all, and anyone who wasn't watching her eyes glow would likely have trouble determining the source of the mental shout.
  
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Lilith

After shooting several spirits at many bandits, Lilith quickly worried that the two of them might get spotted and shot at out of nowhere "Hmm, I got an idea." She then used her spiritual power to form a shield around both of them. "I probably should have done that earlier but whatever."

Kirby

While Kirby was squishing a few bandits he felt like helping out some of his friends so he tried looking for Caption Falcon, he was struggling to hind his since there were so many people around battling one another. Kirby was finally able to find Caption Falcon and greet him. "Poyo!" Kirby was ready to help out his friend!

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  It turns out the Doctor didn't have to wait too long for his patients to start flowing in. The cacophany of noise had drawn the German's beady eyes to the door, and the moment people around him flooded outside he knew it was his time to shine. To cause chaos and bloodshed... These pitiful "raiders" would know what it meant to fear the Doctor.
  
  
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  As Fluffington and Ben's Nasty Plot affected the whole group, Richtofen felt electrified- not just by the boost, but by the scenery. Explosions, blood, and death galore filled the air. He took a good whiff of the morbid scent wafting in the town now just before letting off a deranged cackle and lifting his Wunderwaffe DG-3 JZ to his hips, still standing in front of the shack.
  
  
  All my atrocities
  Come by way of reciprocity;
  I'm chewing the bones of my own reprieve...​
  
  A horde of bandits had already broken through the band of misfits' line of defense, which was swiftly dealt with by various people and even animals. While Richtofen stood there cackling at the chaos the “hunters” left, a man in a chicken mask nearby bashed a bandit's skull into chunks. In turn, this only made him laugh even louder and more violently.
  
  
  Death be my dignity,
  Execute hemlock philosophy.
  Poison fills the cup of the carpenter...​
  
  An ear-splitting scream echoed through the town, causing Richtofen to laugh despite it coming from Fluffington. A few more bandits came after Jacket, though the German wasn't exactly planning on intervening; he was too busy taking in the entire scene, bloodshed and all. He even felt he could watch this Jacket man take down the people- for "scientific purposes", after all. After Jacket cleaned up the mess and leaned on the fence, Richtofen merely gave the man a golf-esque clap with a smirk on his face.
  
  
  NO!
  Love lost on me...
  MORE!
  Life so costly...
  No reason
  For grieving!​
  
  "Vell done, my chicken-head friend! Bravo!" Richtofen declared just as a little girl's voice pierced his mind. Not Samantha Maxis, but rather another German girl saying to stay out of her way. He looked outside the town to see a giant explosion, making his grin widen even further- if that was even possible before.
  
  
  Bring me down
  With 7.62 HIGH VELOCITY! ​
  
  "Watch zhem explode all so... beautifully!" The zombie-slayer watched as a hijacked truck screeched to a halt outside the Shack, the sentient raccoon on it declaring to "move it or lose it". Richtofen eyed Rocket instead, obviously thinking about the million ways he could dissect the animal- especially his voice box and brains- to see how he had become so smart at once.
  
  
  I can see them everywhere
  They're all around me
  They're waiting for me​
  
  However, another fake "Doctor" hopping into the technical galvanized Richtofen into moving. Finally, the German decided to join the fray, sliding forwards and leaping into the technical all in one swift motion. As the false medic was frozen solid, Edward let off another deranged cackle. Serves him right for calling himself a doctor! Unfortunately, it turns out the group was, in fact, being swarmed with bandits. Everyone had been too busy with chit-chatting and freezing the fake Doctor to notice the horde of bandits coming around the corner. Even a short amount of down-time was enough to give their unrelenting foes a window of opportunity to wriggle through. Unfortunately, the bandits didn't know they were running to meet their doom.
  
  
  Descending...
  Un-Relenting...​
  
  "Oh, look. Schweinhunds (Pig-Dogs) approaching!" Richtofen's devilish grin didn't disappear as he raised the Wunderwaffe's sights to his next victims, and...
  
  
  
  
  ...Fired a single shot into the horde. A blast of bright electricity flew from the DG-3 JZ's barrel smack-into the bandit leading the charge. His eyes widened behind the mask before he began to spasm, lifting his arms as his limbs spasmed violently whilst electricity arced between them. The very next moment, the bandit's eyes glowed the same electric blue just before his head exploded into a red mess, leaving nothing but an electrified, spasming corpse behind. Unfortunately for the rest of the bandits, he wouldn't be the only victim; the Wunderwaffe's electricity arced between bandits, frying each of them just like the first, until a dozen of them fell. This left behind a few, but nothing a second shot from the Wonder Weapon couldn't handle.
  
  
  Beauty of Annihilation!​
  
  "Zhe Doctor sends his regards!" Richtofen cackled maniacally before pointing off in the direction of the general chaos.
  
  "Now let's go; I need to administer some medicine to my patients right away!" There was nothing like some electroshock therapy to put down those who dared try to call themselves just as deranged as the Group 935 scientist!
  
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“Why you little-“ Lucky continues making a point. “Okay, maybe you were with the wrong crowd at the time, fair enough, that’s fine. But that doesn’t mean you have to call people out just for making a small suggestion!”

The argument would have gotten worst if Skye had not butt in and stopped it. “Yes. Understood ma’am.” Once that’s cleared up Skye returns to the fight. “Aww. She’s right. What am I doing arguing with this stupid bunny with social problems when I could be helping these people?!”

She gives Lucky a little zap on the head through her fingertip before flying away. “The next time you talk to a girl like that, I won’t be afraid to fry you next time!” She flys away from Lucky, getting back to what she should have been doing since the start.

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The Siren was starting to get a little bit impatient.

Right now, they were just standing around and talking. Sure, it was fine earlier when they weren't dealing with bandits and Psychos but right now, they needed to deal with the attackers and save the town. Especially since both groups seemed to love showing up every few minutes, so they needed to move quick.

"First off, Dani, Ryuji, it's nice to meet you two." She looked at Lucky. Did she give a shit if this was a psychotic bunny with a taste for blood? A little bit, but right now that didn't matter. "Listen, you look like a bunny and if your race is called anything else, tell me next time so excuse me if I call it like it is. Second, you sound like a he and some women, when they speak, get mistaken for men if they're on their ECHO devices and since neither me or Abraham have ever told any of you what they are and shown you what they are, I'm just gonna go ahead and say it's like a phone, so sorry, but I had to ask. Third, some girls would think that something that looks like what you look like would be defenseless and would believe that if you didn't just kill bandits and get super into it."

Now she would've stopped there, but oh no, he started yelling at Dani for a remark she herself would've probably made if only under her breath or said in her head without accidentally saying it for everyone else to hear in their heads. She was about to defend Dani when they started yelling at each other and then a Psycho pinned the guy to the floor.

Part of her was telling her to let it happen, but she sighed and got out of the car, taking out the shotgun. She walked over, kicked the Psycho hard in the head and before he could get up and try to hurt anyone, she blew his brains out. Skye looked at the both of them. "Listen, is this the time to be arguing? No! No it isn't! This is the time to go kill some fuckers that deserve it for attacking this town. I don't give a shit about your personal problems right now, right now, there are people that are in danger. Dani, since you can fly, go on ahead and start taking any bandits and Psychos out. Don't care how you do it, just make sure they can't hurt anyone."

Skye then looked at Lucky, holding the shotgun. "You can be a bloodthirsty monster who's a borderline psychopath right now and stay here or you can get in this Technical, shut the fuck up, and kill any bandits and Psychos in our way. Don't give a shit what happened to you, don't care where it happened, what's happening right now is your top prior-"

She then another Psycho run towards them, screaming about how toys are coming to life to harvest his organs. Skye, being very angry at this moment in time, blew his legs off as he ran towards them, then walked towards him and put a boot on his back. "WE WERE TALKING HERE!" Pumping the shotgun, she blew his brains out and looked at the two.

"What I was saying before some people decided to interrupt me was either suck it up you two and help take care of all of this or stay here and be bickering children and probably kill each other in the process. I really hope it's the first option cause so God help me, you walked into the wrong universe. Now, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

Skye turned around and got back in the Technical's driver seat, slamming the door. "EVERYONE IN OR ANYONE ELSE OUTSIDE OF THE SHACK, FIVE MINUTES, MOVE IT OR LOSE IT! IF ANYONE IN THERE HAS SOME AMMO, GRAB IT AND GO AND GIVE ME AND ROCKET SOME!" The tone she had throughout all of that was a mix of a bunch of things. Anger, obviously, but also commanding. Yet, while she did have anger, it was like a kind of restrained anger. Like she didn't want to just let loose her anger on them.

It was pretty... scary actually.

As she waited, almost a minute passed by before a tear opened up above Skye and Rocket and some ammo came out of it, closing afterwards. The good news for her was, there were more grenades since she had two more left. Now all that was needed was to wait for those that needed a ride to get in the back of the Technical.

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Much to Lucky's annoyance, Skye had gone into angry mother mode. He tried to tune it out but, eh, she was too loud. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Excuse me if I always figure that me gender, and reputation, are crystal clear. And if I don't appreciate bein' thought of as helpless in the first damn place."

Now, when it came to Dani, Lucky was more than willing to come to his own rescue. "No, no, NO. She started it!" He pouted. "She outright stated that I'm some lonely bum who desperately needs friends! DO I LOOK LONELY?!" He gritted his teeth at Dani. "I'll show you what lonely looks like, when I string you up on the farthest tree I can find. But for now, this woman is right. I have me OWN work to do. Go give someone else your sappy speeches."

This entire lecture, the bandit was laughing at him. "HAH! Look at you, ticking off the lady! Guess they never called you a woman's man, hahaha-" Fortunately, Skye quickly put an end to this.

And so, he entered the Technical, pouting. "Don't expect me to enjoy this." Anyone who had been watching him would know that he was flat out lying. He folded his arms and leaned against the window, his Paw o' Death sitting on the windowsill.

"Why you little-“ Lucky continues making a point. “Okay, maybe you were with the wrong crowd at the time, fair enough, that’s fine. But that doesn’t mean you have to call people out just for making a small suggestion!”

The argument would have gotten worst if Skye had not butt in and stopped it. “Yes. Understood ma’am.” Once that’s cleared up Skye returns to the fight. “Aww. She’s right. What am I doing arguing with this stupid bunny with social problems when I could be helping these people?!”

She gives Lucky a little zap on the head through her fingertip before flying away. “The next time you talk to a girl like that, I won’t be afraid to fry you next time!” She flies away from Lucky, getting back to what she should have been doing since the start.

Lucky accepted the zap gracefully, then smirked as Dani departed. "As long as I won't be sharin' this car with her, I might enjoy this arrangement after all." He would, however, continue to refute her claims under his breath."FYI and shit, Lassie, the issue was travelin' with a crowd at all. And saying that I'm better off as a weak, crying asshole surrounded by naïve people who can't see if you need to do the thing for their own good is not 'a small suggestion'."

Atomic Chucklenuts (for some reason, multi-quote stops working if your post isn't the last one)

SANITY: 18/100

The Doctor breathes in and out. His head was throbbing with excessive psionic energy from his excessive telepathic link - he needed to release it.

Back at good old Rhodes, they had protocols for situations like this.

But this was not Rhodes Island. No rules or people were attempting to restrict the Doctor, and the only people with the knowledge of said rules and who can restrict the Doctor were engaged in combat.

This was especially true with Julia and Natasha out of the way and focusing on combat.

SANITY: 15/100

The aftereffects lingered, but they would soon cool down.

SANITY: 12/100

He rose on his feet. "If I cannot command, I will participate through other means."

SANITY: 10/100

Ah, the pain was beginning to cool down. Once it neutralizes, his sanity would rise back up.

SANITY: 8/10

Unfortunately a few bandits were lucky and slippery enough to slip into the Shack that the Doctor currently resided in. The numbers seemed slightly hefty for the numbers in the place

"Well, I don't have to tell you what to do."
"You got it."

It was to be expected, but the Doctor, at such low sanities, found his heart racing, unable to keep his usual cool, calm self. He quickly picked a gun from a fallen bandit up and aimed it at the opponents, slightly shaking.

Even with such limited sanity, he was able to roll to evade the bullets. He didn't take into account the stability of the structure they were in, or any other factors like where the others in the room could move to evade, or if they were even there, because he was starting to lose that ability. The others felled the bandits easily, but now.... they had to flee.

SANITY: 6/100

Normally, the Doctor would stand foot and make a decision based on various factors, but he was starting to lose that ability, so he complied as he gathered ammo and jumped into the Technical, near a side window.

SANITY: 3/100

"Ahahahaha..." the Doctor laughs in his synthesized, deep voice.

SANITY: 0/100

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Because Lucky was such a small one, taking a seat next to him was easy as pie. And who would have that honor but the guy he'd talked to right before this madness started. He, however, seemed...off. His giggling was not unlike Lucky's, which made the rabbit a bit self-conscious. "Jesus, is that what I look and sound like to these people?" He muttered.

You two, quit bickering and get back to your posts! Julia says to Den-O and Decade, gritting her teeth in irritation. Thankfully, their fight did finally come to an end.

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Before she could decide what to tell Fluffington, the Eevee ran off, which saved her the effort. Which was good, as she needed to focus on giving directions to everyone in the battle. Now she just had to hope they were able to do their jobs well enough to not be interrupted by bandits.

Natasha groans quietly as Fluffington runs to her and asks about her fur. Why did they have to babysit this kid..? "It's covered in ice. Ice tends to look like that."

She sneaks up on a bandit that had slipped through, utilizing her Snow Cloak ability to avoid detection, which was helped by Fluffington's...disco ball fur giving a great distraction. She jump kicks him from behind, slamming him into a wall and causing him to drop his weapon, and then sprays several Ice Shards that effectively get him stuck in place on the wall.

Maniacal laughter from the direction of the shack catches her attention, and as she looks she finds it coming from none other than the Doctor. "Oh, shit. He wasn't kidding."

If it wasn't obvious enough already, her mother confirms what it looked like.

The Doctor's gone insane. Be careful around him and don't let down your guard! The Espeon says to everyone in the shack and nearby, excluding the Doctor himself of course.

Natasha starts approaching the Technical, shaking her head to herself. Well, he had told her to handle this very situation.

Sneaking like before, the Glaceon gets as close as possible without being too obvious. If she was right, he would try to hurt a teammate any time now...

Camouflaged by the storm, she waits for the right moment. A sphere of snow and ice swirls around her as she prepares an attack - Blizzard!

Got it. Julia replies to Kirito simply before addressing everyone once again. Kirito is back on his feet. If you're looking for those two, it's just Oswald that needs help now.

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Oh, so the guy had gone insane. That didn't make Lucky want to inch out of the window or anything. But Skye really wanted him in this car, so the only thing to do was try and snap him out of it. He didn't want to know what someone so controlled was like when that was taken away. "Hey, Laddie, you want to bring yourself back to Earth-I mean, Pandora?" He waved his nubs methodically, his hackles raising.

SANITY: 3/100

The Doctor was successfully frozen thanks to Natasha's efforts. Now there was a big block of ice in the vehicle sitting next to Lucky. Lovely, wasn't it?

Well, at least he wouldn't be hurting anyone, friend or foe.

Lucky and Lucky alone might notice the Doctor's hands twitching while inside the solid ice.
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Thankfully, it was Natasha to the rescue, and she expertly froze the Doctor solid. "Heh! Looks like you can't get away with turning against everyone either, huh?" Lucky chuckled, brushing frost off his coat. "Take it from me. Smart idiots may run from you, but true idiots will always be there to stop you." As he childishly propped himself up against the ice, he noticed the twitching hands, and immediately pulled back. "Hey, buddy, you okay? You're plottin' to strangle me, aren't you?" Of course, he would be answering to the Paw o' Death if he tried anything. Lucky held it in front of the Quacksicle's eyes, running his nub along the machine gun, then the flamethrower, then the scissors, and then the bottle opener.

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  Heather, hearing Skye's instruction and still having very little idea what is going on, follows Natasha, approaching the technical and eventually hopping on, and Skye would notice what seemed to be a little girl in pajamas leaning against the frozen Doctor as though she had no knowledge of the psychopath inside. She spoke via-telepathy, however she did so in what could only be described as all-caps, given the sheer volume of her telepathic voice in comparison to the others. As she did this, she didn't really emote at all, and anyone who wasn't watching her eyes glow would likely have trouble determining the source of the mental shout.
  
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Even if Lucky didn't recognize the voice, he would at least recognize the strange, somewhat annoying slow way Heather spoke. "You're the one Lupé asked to throw me off me concentration!" He moped. "You made me crash into a wall."

 

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Tsukasa nodded upon Minako's words. "I see. But I still don't trust that guy even when he is trying to control you for his selfish gains, I won't allow this! Kintaros, please keep in mind that we are still enemies. Remember that." He said to Minako and Kintaros angrily.

With Minako and Kintaros doing their part, Tsukasa continues fighting against the bandits with little to no difficulty and he hopes that the battle would end soon. According to him, it is the easiest to defeat for Tsukasa since he is far stronger than the bandits in his powered form.

 

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Jacket raised his head up to glance at Richtofen, who was seemingly.. congratulating him? He didn't look confused but he definitely felt confused. Ignoring the thought, he was caught by surprise when a mob of bandits' heads imploded from the hands of the Doctor, laughing maniacally. Jacket quietly took a liking to this man, as it reminded him of his active years.

He sighed. Although then he was at his prime, it was in the past, and probably for the best.
He's in a unrecognized world and has to adapt to random bandits attacking, which he doesn't have a lot of experience with. Maybe with this new challenge, he could go past his 'prime' and achieve something greater. If only that Jacket then, somehow...

Jacket shook his head, observing his pistol.

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Claptrap's posture seemed to melt a little bit at Abraham's chastising, though his (nonexistent) pride quickly came back when Abraham finally took note of his Fragtrap protocol.

"Oh, yeah! I forgot to tell you that! I was once, and I still am, a badass fighting robot who once killed an Empyrean Sentinel guarding the Vault on Elpis! Of course, with the help of friends... who promptly betrayed me later. Except for Athena! She's still a badass in my book!" Claptrap almost went on a tangent about Athena when the noises outside interrupted him, warranting him to seemingly stand at attention. As people ran outside to deal with the raiders, the Hyperion bot stayed right where he was.

"Don't worry, Elizabeth! I will be right here to make sure no scary badasses come in to kill us!" He declared, though this was only half-true. The other half was that he was too scared to fight; he'd only just been rebuilt into his Fragtrap protocols, which was why he was kind of more interested in preserving his own life rather than proving how badass he truly was.

...Unfortunately, it turns out the robot would indeed have to prove his mettle. As some weirdo began to lose his cool, a few bandits came in to threaten the Shack group's lives... including one big, mean Badass.

"RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIVES!!!" Claptrap screamed, nearly wheeling himself out of the same window the Doctor fled out of, but stopped a few feet away. Elizabeth was still in the room; he couldn't leave the one person (out of only a few) who showed him kindness! That would be as evil as Handsome Jack was when he killed all his Claptrap kin! No, he'd show them his Fragtrap routine, even if he was really rusty!

"Enemies Present". "Health Full". "Allies Present".​

All three conditions flashed through the little yellow trash can's HUD, the result of VaultHunter.EXE initializing as the bugged program decided which of his actions was the most "optimal". As it turns out, the best course of action was to mix his favorite pastime with a deadly weapon...

(Example of Claptrap's Laser Inferno... and the music that plays!)​

...Dancing with lasers! A groovy disco song played from Claptrap's speakers as a disco digistructed itself over his head, and certainly not just for show. The robot's disco began firing lasers of various elements in front of him, which turned out to be especially deadly and potent thanks to the close-quartered nature of the Shack. In addition, this disco song gave Claptrap the confidence he had lost when he'd lost his Fragtrap programming; he was definitely back to his old "Badass" self as soon as the music began to play.

"Everybody, dance time! Da-da-da-dun-daaa-da-da-da-dun-daaa!" The frightened facade was gone now, replaced by an overconfident nature as the robot quickly rolled forwards to meet the bandits and tried (miserably) to follow the music. The rainbow-colored lasers pelted his victims, melting, burning, and poisoning them all at once. One was smart enough to run away screaming, but was too late; most of them ended up being instantly deleted by Claptrap's lasers.

The last one that was left was the larger-than-average Badass, seemingly unfazed by the little robot and his puny lasers. However, Claptrap had one more trick up his sleeve- the Oz Kit. Despite being in an atmosphere, Claptrap still jumped up high and used his Kit to boost up a second time, positioning himself right above the Badass brute. All that came from the giant was a confused "Huh?" just before Claptrap utilized the Oz Kit's Slam ability to smash his wheel right into the Brute's head, causing the Badass to be a Badass no longer. As the body flopped to the ground, the Laser Inferno ended and the yellow machine jumped back on the ground.

"Like jumping on a bug!" The Fragtrap declared, placing his hands akimbo and staring at the dead bodies.

"It's safe now, Miss Elizabeth! Just... cover your eyes if you don't like blood!"

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Voss and Abbott were rather unprepared for this battle. Most of the raiders had firearms, while the two Neo-PHANTOMS were only armed with a sword and a guitar. The odds didn't seem to be in their favor and the duo was cornered. They have no other choice but to fight from this point forward, and Voss was beginning to tire from behaving so cowardly. They were defending a town and they had to do what was righteous. They may have been part of an evil empire at one point but Voss and Abbott had limitations on what kind of evil they were comfortable doing. Plus, this was about redemption for Voss' recent case of yellow-belly, as he would say.

Just as they had finally recovered and Voss was prepared to fight, somebody had called to them. He appeared to be one of their allies and one of the many people there protecting Skull Settlement. He requested their assistance specifically and wanted help defending the houses from the bandits. Before Abbott could contend, Voss grabbed his first mate and swiftly yanked them towards a raider corpse on the ground. They were killed by someone else in the conflict and were riddled with gunshot wounds to the chest. They laid on their stomach in a pool of their own blood. A shoddy pistol rested beside them. Voss quickly retrieved it and handed the bloodied weapon to a horrified Abbott.

"I-I don't know how to use it!"

"It's not that hard, Abbott! Just pull the trigger and fire." He was just about to run off again before he paused to add to his statement. "Oh, and please make sure you don't have it aimed at yourself."

"You're just gonna leave me here?!"

"I can't watch your back and my own too! This is a fight, and you have to take this seriously. Just stay close to him and you'll be fine. I'll be back!" He briefly pointed at Price in the distance before running off. He never gave Abbott a chance to object. Once he was gone, Abbott desperately watched as Price wrestled with a crazed bandit on the ground in the middle of the firefight. He wasn't used to combating and was a pacifist at heart. Even if these raiders were truly awful, Abbott wouldn't bear to take the life of another poor soul. He would've stood there forever if somebody hadn't attempted to shoot him. He had his guitar in his left hand and the pistol in his right. He nearly jumped 2 stories as a bullet burst through his treasured guitar, ruining it. He ran towards Price just as he managed to kill the buzzsaw-totting raider.

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In the meantime, Voss had finally somewhat accepted the bloodlust mentality he used to have when he was younger. Testing the waters, he approached a baseball-wielding bandit that was trying to enter the homes. Voss hadn't bothered to grab a gun for himself because he wanted to know if he was still as good in swordsmanship as he used to be. In the past, Voss was capable of swiftly cutting up enemies with his sword while miraculously avoiding a fatal shot or blow. He was much older now, but he felt that he still had the skills to impress.

The raider he approached immediately ran towards him screaming as he waved the nail-covered club around. He would be a great way for Voss to put out his feelers. Figuratively, of course. He calmly drew out his sword, despite his panicking brain. Just at the last second, as the bandit was about to swing, Voss ducked and snuck behind him in a blink of an eye. In one quick movement, the Captain swung around in almost a pirouette and lopped off the raider's head before he even had a chance to completely turn around. The head fell to the ground and was followed by his body shortly after.

Voss crouched there for a moment as he caught his breath. He examined the body, which had begun to generate a puddle of blood. The body was losing blood as a faucet would and Voss swore he saw fingers twitch. As gruesome as it was, this meant to the Captain that he still was able to move as quickly and elegantly as he used to. He was genuinely proud of himself. However, he had become too prideful of his work and had completely forgotten to pay attention to his surroundings. As he was about to stand, he felt a bullet impact the back of his head. This startled him greatly as he instinctively tried to take cover. But, after learning that he was perfectly fine thanks to the thick helmet he wore, he eventually began to gain more and more confidence in the battlefield.

Before you knew it, Voss was taking down raiders one by one. Preforming almost just as well as his younger self, Voss excitedly slid and dodged their attacks, only to deliver a deadly blow in the form of either a thrust through the abdomen or a slice across their neck. Soon enough, the Captain was beginning to grow bolder as he began to attack bandits armed with guns. He knew that, as long as the raider wasn't armed with a powerful gun like a shotgun, he could defensively rear his head as he approached them. The bullets would only leave behind measly dents in his glorified hard hat. With every raider he killed, Voss became more and more afflicted with bloodlust. He never felt so alive!

Unfortunately, his short run would end soon. Once his guard was down and he managed to stop moving for once, a raider fired a shot at him. Though it didn't hit his body, the bullet did collide with his peg leg. The artificial limb was only made of old wood and small amounts of decorative gold, so it was no match for the bullet. The bullet pierced the wooden stump, sending wooden splinters through the air. The impact caused Voss to lose a sizeable portion of his leg and consequently made him fall back almost instantly. He didn't feel pain, but he wasn't going to be able to stand without help. Even worse, he was now a prime target for raiders, especially considering that his helmet rolled off as he fell.

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Abbott wasn't having much of a fun time. Just as he approached Price, a bullet seemed to strike his leg, sending him to his knees. The poor sailor began to panic, unsure of what to do. Though Voss could maybe help get a tourniquet on him, Abbott didn't know how to use one and neither of them was really medical professionals. Nonetheless, Abbott wanted to help as much as possible.

"AH! Oh, I-I, are you OK? Oh my God, uh, lemme just... J-jeez, uh, I'll be right back!"

The frightened sailor, foolishly ignoring Price's request to defend the houses, attempted to search the general area for any medical supplies. Eventually, he raced inside one of the houses he was supposed to protect, hoping to find some in there. One of the townsfolk who lived in the home Abbott was essentially ransacking was very annoyed and yelled at him. In the house, he found small amounts of dirty bandages. He wouldn't use them if the situation was different, but Abbott stupidly felt that this was an emergency that needed to be attended to now. When Abbott didn't respond the first time, the townie yelled at him again.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOIN' BOY?! ARE YOU- HEY, THOSE ARE MINE! DROP 'EM NOW, OR I'M-!!"

Abbott zoomed past them before they could even finish. "I'm so sorry, s-sir! I-I'll bring them back, I swear!" He exited the house and returned to Price, finding that Price had somehow moved spots. If he was able to move, was it really an emergency? Maybe dealing with the raiders first is more important... Just as that thought moved through his head, Abbott heard the familiar shout of his Captian. He whipped his head over at Voss to find him on the ground. Figuring that he was mortally wounded, Abbott assumed the worst as a raider approached him with a shotgun. Abbott swore he felt time slow down for a moment as he instinctively rose his pistol towards and fired.

Unfortunately, the sailor didn't heed Voss' earlier warning about being careful where you point a gun. When he pulled the trigger, the gun was somehow pointed at his left arm. Because he didn't point the gun where he wanted it first, a bullet grazed his arm. It wasn't a terrible injury, but Abbott had never been shot before. Also, he was a baby, for a lack of a better term. He was known for bawling like a child after being afflicted with a simple paper cut. After shooting himself, the clumsy sailor dropped the pistol and fell on his behind, already in tears.

Oh, Abbott. You just can't win, can you?

jigglesworth (Price) (Open for Interaction)​