Degenerates vs DATASS [Page 4]

spooky thot cziri Wrote:

> Tres Ecstuffuan Wrote: > > Tres Ecstuffuan Wrote: > > > The Dead Forest: [Post 6] - [Dread 9(+1)] > > > > Namine wasn't too surprised by Sapphira's transformation; their similarities only began at being Snow White. She'd have to be more precise with her movements against a lumbering golem, but she trusted in her agility. > > > > "Indulge me, then!" Namine roared as her inner darkness overcame her, as the surrounding shadows grew over her entire body, locking her beauty away with their growing maleficence. Following Sapphira's lead, her arms rose up in a guard, resting below the right side of her face. > > > > > > Haunter in the Dark Wrote: > > > Namine’s body becomes fully attuned to the dark, masking her psychic and heat signature when under the cover of shadow. Uncanny Beauty no longer requires direct visual contact, and nearby shadows grow wicked, granting 1 Dread if her prey ends their turn in darkness. > > > > > Ready for Sapphira's strike, her arms moved to the left to parry the jab, using the stone brace to her advantage, into the grasp of her upper-left tentacle, her head shifting to her right. Then, the tentacle would snake up the stony limb and try to control it with its bloodied, slimy suckers. Simultaneously, Namine aimed a powerful low-kick from her right leg at Sapphira's already-injured left thigh, leveraging both force and rot against her target. Her right tentacle slid along the ground as she turned counter-clockwise, preparing for a follow-through. > > > > At the end of this movement, the shadows at the end of her tentacles solidified into spooky steel mittens.

The Dark Forest

_____A resounding crash echoed through the dark forest as Sapphira's boulder like fist, slammed into the brace that locked Namine's arms together. Shards of stone would fly and the brace itself would be left cracked and crumbling. Following the parry, the shadow creatures left tentacle snaked menacingly up the jagged surface of the Stone Queens left arm. The left arm recovered quickly and as it did so, Sapphira's eyes illuminated with white light. Sharp stone spikes erupted from the left arm as it pulled back on guard, tearing itself free from the already torn tentacle. The twist of the fist as it returned to guard would shred the tentacle, leaving her left arm free on guard. [Stone Shape]

_____At the same time, Sapphira performed a Muay thai leg check with her left leg. She lifted the left leg by the knee, leaving the limb bent with a 90 degree angle. She pointed her sharp stone covered shin out to her left at a 45 degree angle to catch the shin of namine's kicking right leg. The hardness of the shin bone and the jagged stone that covered it would serve as a painful target for her opponent. It would be like striking a sharp stone with a bone club, with the bone threatening to shatter on the impact.

_____Sapphira could feel the right tentacle as it slid against the ground as intimately as if it were sliding against her own skin. See the inky blackness against the sparsely torchlit ground, harden into mit like shapes at the end of her many tentacles. Yet Namine was not the only one who prepared. Earth Minerals continued to pump up through the soles of Sapphira's bare feet into her body. With each passing moment Sapphira grew a bit larger and a bit more monstrous. Whatever clash was coming between these two beautiful monsters would be an epic one indeed...

PP: 22 [-2]

Earth Charge: 2 [+1]

Stone Brace: 3/3 [Destroyed]

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Though his powerful strike landed true, things were not looking good for the Knight. The Huntress kicked his knee in from behind. With ease, it gave into her influence before she torqued her body rightward and cast him to the forest floor. As this happened, Jinsoku executed another one of his abilities with a lucrative application. Magnetic Manipulation. Gripping his halberd with his mind in a manner akin to telekinesis, the weapon seemingly came to life and carried a sentience of it's own! Flipping to aim the long, top spike of the halberd at Kae's exposed back before hurtling towards it!

His hopes were that the spike would pierce her through the back and potetially just exist the chest after piercing one of her lungs. An assault that would not instantly prove fatal, but may convince his opponent that they were finished with this bout. Fully aware that the tournament rules stated that killing was illegal, his intent was merely to stop the opponents ability to continue if he couldn't outright defeat them. Though a victory for him spelled defeat for the opponent anyway did it not?

If Kae managed to spawn her four fresh limbs regardless of the halberd's strike, then Jinsoku had no choice but to spare himself her savagery. Should a single strike impale him, his response resulted in perhaps his strongest defensive technique. An EMP. A force similar to the one his fist produced, albeit less concentrated while covering more range expanded from his core in an explosive wave of concussive force. The wooden limbs would be knocked back and potentially damaged just before the rest of Kae would feel the rest of the force impact her entirety, threatening to knock her back and carry her for no more than a 25 foot wave before allowing her to crash haphazardly into the ground or a surrounding tree.

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> +.] [Active] - Magnetic Manipulation: Jinsoku is capable of generating fields of magnetic force capable of push and pull within 12.5 feet of himself. He can directly localize the force for a single designated act, or he can project a field all around himself that literally releases from his core and stretches up to a 10ft radius. He can lift a max weight of 100 pounds at any given time and is able to move the affected objects up to a speed of approximately 80 mph. (1 Post duration use, 1 Post Cooldown)

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> +.] [Active] - EMP: Jinsoku has the capability of producing/releasing an Electromagnetic Pulse, causing a concussive burst to detonate around him (approx. 25ft), and forcing a field that is disruptive and even damaging to electronic equipment even further than that. (Approx. 50ft) (1 Post Duration, 5 Post Cooldown)

Iron Shell: READY!

Greased Lightning: 1 Cooldown Post Remaining

Crashing Thunder: 2 Cooldown Posts Remaining

Scalar Warfare Wrote:

Tres Ecstuffuan Wrote:

A psychic? I'm afraid that's where you're wrong. I'm much more than that.

"Love trouble." Sapphira didn't play nice. Sapphira made her come out.

The Dead Forest: [Post 8][Dread 15 (+3)]

Meeting Sapphira's fierce resistance, Namine's mind was pushed into the abyss against the psychic feedback. She fell and fell, and all she saw was darkness as stared out of an endless pit.

Crawling Chaos Wrote:

> Namine’s curse transforms her into a humanoid-Shoggoth, a shambling beast of gnashing fangs, rolling eyes, and tendies with the same approximate volume as her normal form. She gains a secondary set of tentacles with independent morphing ability, and her limbs are no longer limited to the constraints of a normal skeleton/physiology and can move freely. Her physical strength is above an elite human in this form. She can still bleed in this form, and dismemberment or thrusting with your hyperweapon is still very effective.

Scissor Blades Wrote:

> The tendrils shift into rigid, hard blades joined to upper back, much like a spider’s legs. They gain the sharpness and durability of a well-honed blade, but lose the flexible versatility of their base form.

My turn. What were you thinking?

Were those spikes always gnashing teeth in fractal maws? Was Namine always this overwhelming mass of gnarled, fleshy ooze? Was she always ... this STRONG?

Natalis stood up in Namine's place with the force of three powerful limbs (her left on the inside of Sapphira's left, her right on the outside) on the ground, her left hand aborted the throw once Sapphira wasted more of her energy on staying in a bad place. Her left tentacle pulled up with Natalis's rising motion, and so did her now monstrously strong oozing left arm. Subjected to decay from both limbs in contact, Sapphira's arm was on a short timeline.

With Namine's circling around complete, Sapphira wouldn't hit Natalis without punching through her own left arm.

Did she always have four tentacles? A newly placed blade tendril had appeared on Natalis's right shoulder. Then, Natalis's right hand would force its way into the open wound on Sapphira's leg. If it could, it would take a few bites, too, eating it from the inside out. The decaying flesh smelled so sublime.

With Sapphira's movement fully committed by her gravity manipulation, Natalis's right blade tentacle would puncture Sapphira's left abdomen from behind her back through all but her most vital organs, exposing her to dangerous rot. Squishy meat and all that inertia made the thin rocky shell so much easier to pierce.

But wait, there's more? Natalis's other blade tendril had grown from her left arm's elbow, and suddenly would run through Sapphira's overexposed left armpit, again. But this time, it would aim to run all the way through that narrow fleshy path between the stony deltoid and the other fleshy muscles.

...The final tentacle that was pushing against the ground lifted off the ground in huge arc, aiming directly for Sapphira's face with its spooky mitten. That was Natalis's real punishment.

spooky thot cziri Wrote:

> Tres Ecstuffuan Wrote: > > Tres Ecstuffuan Wrote: > > > > > A psychic? I'm afraid that's where you're wrong. I'm much more than that. > > > > "Love trouble." Sapphira didn't play nice. Sapphira made her come out. > > > > The Dead Forest: [Post 8][Dread 15 (+3)] > > > > Meeting Sapphira's fierce resistance, Namine's mind was pushed into the abyss against the psychic feedback. She fell and fell, and all she saw was darkness as stared out of an endless pit. > > > > > > Crawling Chaos Wrote: > > > Namine’s curse transforms her into a humanoid-Shoggoth, a shambling beast of gnashing fangs, rolling eyes, and tendies with the same approximate volume as her normal form. She gains a secondary set of tentacles with independent morphing ability, and her limbs are no longer limited to the constraints of a normal skeleton/physiology and can move freely. Her physical strength is above an elite human in this form. She can still bleed in this form, and dismemberment or thrusting with your hyperweapon is still very effective. > > > > > > > Scissor Blades Wrote: > > > The tendrils shift into rigid, hard blades joined to upper back, much like a spider’s legs. They gain the sharpness and durability of a well-honed blade, but lose the flexible versatility of their base form. > > > > > My turn. What were you thinking? > > > > Were those spikes always gnashing teeth in fractal maws? Was Namine always this overwhelming mass of gnarled, fleshy ooze? Was she always ... this STRONG? > > > > Natalis stood up in Namine's place with the force of three powerful limbs (her left on the inside of Sapphira's left, her right on the outside) on the ground, her left hand aborted the throw once Sapphira wasted more of her energy on staying in a bad place. Her left tentacle pulled up with Natalis's rising motion, and so did her now monstrously strong oozing left arm. Subjected to decay from both limbs in contact, Sapphira's arm was on a short timeline. > > > > With Namine's circling around complete, Sapphira wouldn't hit Natalis without punching through her own left arm. > > > > Did she always have four tentacles? A newly placed blade tendril had appeared on Natalis's right shoulder. Then, Natalis's right hand would force its way into the open wound on Sapphira's leg. If it could, it would take a few bites, too, eating it from the inside out. The decaying flesh smelled so sublime. > > > > With Sapphira's movement fully committed by her gravity manipulation, Natalis's right blade tentacle would puncture Sapphira's left abdomen from behind her back through all but her most vital organs, exposing her to dangerous rot. Squishy meat and all that inertia made the thin rocky shell so much easier to pierce. > > > > But wait, there's more? Natalis's other blade tendril had grown from her left arm's elbow, and suddenly would run through Sapphira's overexposed left armpit, again. But this time, it would aim to run all the way through that narrow fleshy path between the stony deltoid and the other fleshy muscles. > > > > ...The final tentacle that was pushing against the ground lifted off the ground in huge arc, aiming directly for Sapphira's face with its spooky mitten. That was Natalis's real punishment.

The Dark Forest

There had been whispers. Rumors. Tales told in the shadowy corners in the inns of N’Granek of things seen deep in the ruins beneath the mountains. Ancient wizards built vast cyclopian cities in great airless vaults in the darkest depths below. These titanic caves were not natural. These old sorcerers were older than men, older than the elves. No one quite remembered what or who they were but It was said that they created a race of entities, or perhaps from the unknowable and immaterial far plane. This race, gained awareness and turned against their masters. It is said that these creatures, these Shoggoths still swelled within the deepest, darkest corners of the earth.

She had seen one once while mining for khyber in the lower depths, well not exactly “saw” as much as she heard. One of the men screamed and then there was this sound like a train and everyone scattered. A loud booming voice called “k’teleli! K’teleli!” And the ground tumbled as if there was an earthquake. With every passing moment it got closer and closer to the fleeing crew until finally Sapphira turned to face, knowing she was the only thing that could slow the advance so that everyone could make it out alive. She remembered the feeling of her hair standing on end, the hot hollow current that shoots up your back when your heart stands still with fear! Sapphira called up the biggest wall she’d ever conjured and called out:

And she shouted it then when her opponent discarded any pretense of this being a brawl between people. Thus far, Sapphira had been trying to kill her opponent or maim her, just knock her out for the count with old school fisticuff. but in that singular moment of horror the context of this encounter completely changed. This was a clash of titans on Monster Island, this was a contest of fang and claw, and of predator and prey. The Order of the Force Majere fought monsters and so to pursue that end they recruited a monster that could contend with them.

White light continued to pour from her eyes. Namine tugged on her left arm with both a inky black spiky tentacle and her left arm which, at this point was also a tentacle. In fact her opponents whole body was an amorphous ooze of lashing tentacles and rolling bloodshot eyes and mouths that babbled with an incomprehensible language. She would let the beast have the left arm then. Namine would feel something suddenly come loose as she pulled with her left tentacle and transfigured left “arm”. In her grasp she would be left with a spiked stone sheath of sorts made of large heavy rough stone plates that was already lodged into the back left tentacle.

Pulling her arm free of Namines grasp would bring her left arm in a swipe from right to left, closing off her underarm as a target. However this didn’t seem to be the point of the movement, even as the left elbow tentacle flashed up in front of her chest and bounced off the rounded stone surface of her forearm harmlessly and out to her left. The point would be obvious when a thick ’Slshhhd!’ echoed through the dark forest. In Sapphiras left hand was a stone tomahawk pulled from the spiked stone sleeve left in the Shoggoth’s grasp. When Natalie’s filthy mouthed tentacle went from her left thigh, it would slam into a stone plate finding the wound difficult to assault through the rock. Before it was able to burrow through and attack the wound, the stone blade would chop the oily tentacles head off.

The left arm completed its rotation and at the last moment she took hold of the very earth at her feet. She pulled upon a choice section, her mind hardening the construct into a curved stone wall. It popped up, 7 ft tall and 9 ft wide just in time to stop the right blade tentacle flying at her left abdomen from the back. The wall would prove doubly useful. Sapphira leaned to the left causing the spooky mitten to slam into the wall at her back and become lodged in the structure.

The right hook was stuffed by the opponents step to her right, which left the arm near the opponents left shoulder. With a snap of Sapphiras right hand, a giant fist about 2 feet wide erupted out of the surface of the wall just to Sapphiras right, traveling underneath her right arm. The giant stone fist would threaten to slam into the shoggoths side and would extend 10 ft past that point, throwing Natalis some distance away from Sapphira.

With so much psychic energy expended so quickly, the stone plating that covered Sapphiras body would quickly begin to dissolve, filling the air with the aroma of freshly fallen rain. The color of her skin was still that of stone but now the athletic physique of the woman she was beneath was left to bare. She was breathing hard and had clearly exerted herself greatly to try and build space with the opponent.

She stood with her stone axe in her left hand and she eyed Namine with a hateful gaze.

pp: 8 [-3, augment] [-6, augment]

Earth Charge: 1 [-2, for two powers]

Orcish weapons.

They were rather brutish, crude, but effective still. James hoisted up a mace he found, a one-handed thing that used to belong to some pasty looking scrub of an orc.

He dropped it. Not his style. Proceeding onward through the forest, James came across the sight of his teammate Sapphira engaged with some monstrosity of a tentacle beast. The sight was a bit strange to him, after all, the Daemonslayer had figured that Rou to have been the one engaged with such a creature. No matter, Sapphira seemed to need his help.

Activating his FIGHTER for a striker, James sprinted in straight at Namine from her side, gathering his ki in his right hand. Closing in to a distance of roughly three feet, he cast it at Namine, a variant of his signature technique the Serpent Wave, the Silent Wave. There was only the rush of air, and a heated breeze as an invisible wall of force was cast from his hand, to strike Namine like a truck and hurl her into a nearby thicket of trees.

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Kae vs Jinsoku

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With a groan, Rou pulled herself up to a stand, her left hand clutched to her ribs to soothe the pain as it ached, sore and throbbing. Across from her, the lightweight had been pushed a few meters, seemingly in as rough condition as Rou. She hadn't wanted to trade so tit-for-tat, but she was only glad it hadn't gone worse.

Straining her eyes, she squinted over at Ferris, who was getting to know the ground. "Hey," she called, raising one condescending eyebrow, **"You dead?"** The more time that passed, the easier it was to breathe, the easier it was to adjust to the pain-- not only for Rou, but she wagered for Ferris, as well. She would wait, burning the clock for as long as he did, waiting for signs that he stirred. Scoffing, Rou put her hands on her hips, trying to play off the damage; there would be plenty of time to baby her injuries later.

"No?" she asked, cocking her head to the side, when it was evident that he was breathing. Her eyes narrowed, a dark twinge to her painted red lips as they curled in a wry smile, waiting. She bent her knees, digging the balls of her feet into the dirt, ready for another bout. "Let's go, then."

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TURN 6

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Ferris blinked slightly and continued to just lay there. Rou stood there. Ferris blinked again and continued to lay there. Things weren't really going any where fast. He didn't feel the pain as much, it had either dulled or the rush of adrenaline had reduced the pain a little. He felt bold though, and placed one hand behind his head and crossed his legs slightly as he laid upon the ground. "No, I think I'm good actually. I'll just lay here and regain my strength while you stand there and, I don't know, think about fire or something."

Ferris wasn't just idly sitting though. No, he was thinking of something to do. Anything. He was still sore, even dulled he could tell that. Getting in close in this state wasn't great, though his opponent also looked in a poor state. She had taken a solid hit. He wasn't sure how damaged she was though. "So your just going to stand there?" he taunted. "Because from what I remember from a bit ago you were the one who wanted all of this," he said waving a hand at his reclined body, in an almost draw me like one of your french girl poses. He just needed her to get closer. He had a plan.