Riven
Senior Member
Abraham, noticing what had just happened, simply drops and fumbles a shell from a box, staring in disbelief that the small Fluffington has successfully intimidated one of the monsters.
What unnatural horrors lie behind those massive eyes and that fluffy exterior of a pelt.
"By the Nines.. What is.. wrong with that creature..?
"Holdupholdupholdupholdupholdup, Wow, you're uh, REALLY telling me that, *cough* that, that little.. eevee.. actually.. *burp* scared away a disgusting dead zombie like alien mess?"
"Yeah seriously what the fuck, how does that work."
"Hey, don't give me that. I didn't expect the little thing to be actually that impressive."
"Perhaps you have underestimated our players friend."
"EH WHY BOTHER THINKING THEY'RE BEING UNDERESTIMATED, ONE IS ALREADY LOW ON HEALTH."
"So far Mxyzptlk, this has been going good!"
During the ensuing result of the current chaos of what was going on, ya know, the fact that a slasher got blasted with heatvision, and uh, one got shot with a blunderbuss in the gut, it seemed so far with what was happening, was going rather well for the heroes. As the various monsters in the bar prepared and decided on what route to take to attack the various prey in the room, with some of the monsters starting to stare and lunge at a few of the actual bar ongoers, two have them remained clearly fixated on their actions. One of the necromorphs, upon noticing one of it's allies had been forced to back off, turns its gaze to the face of John Connor. With a howl, it raises its massive bladed arm into the air, before slamming it against the ground and suddenly sprints over to the soldier, dragging the blade in tow before stopping directly in front and swinging it directly down on the soldier!What unnatural horrors lie behind those massive eyes and that fluffy exterior of a pelt.
"By the Nines.. What is.. wrong with that creature..?
"Holdupholdupholdupholdupholdup, Wow, you're uh, REALLY telling me that, *cough* that, that little.. eevee.. actually.. *burp* scared away a disgusting dead zombie like alien mess?"
"Yeah seriously what the fuck, how does that work."
"Hey, don't give me that. I didn't expect the little thing to be actually that impressive."
"Perhaps you have underestimated our players friend."
"EH WHY BOTHER THINKING THEY'RE BEING UNDERESTIMATED, ONE IS ALREADY LOW ON HEALTH."
"So far Mxyzptlk, this has been going good!"
As for the massively tall 7 foot monstrosity of a necromorph. It remains cowered in the far distant corner of the room in fear. What thoughts were going into the hellspawn's mind.. What did it actually see peering into the eyes of Fluffington.. Did it witness its own demise..? Did it see it's own original form as human, before becoming what it is now..? Knowing the truth..? Or did it see the powers of God itself within her eyes..? Whatever in hell it saw, has frightened the monstrosity to the point that it forces itself into the back, unmoving and stunned in fear for its chance of attack, as it cowers and forms itself into a fetal position.
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