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Post by cyansky on Jul 11, 2009 19:21:31 GMT -5
Soraszen slowly moved away as Tommy and his zombies approached, taking some damage from the grenades and molotovs as it attempted to get away. Its guards fled the entrance area like like cowards. While nearly all of its guards escaped intact, a few were caught in the blast radius of the zombies' explosives.
The funhouse was beginning to collapse. Immediately, all of the real flying mist beings fled the funhouse, decimating whatever zombies stood in their way... mostly the ones throwing grenades and molotovs. Some were cut down by Tommy as they attempted to leave, but most made it out, even though many of them were damaged in some way.
Despite Tommy's demands to see 'the leader,' Soraszen remained quiet. It was too busy concentrating to converse with him. And besides, what kind of lunatic would go back inside the funhouse to fight in even more lunatical clown?! As any sane commander would do, Soraszen had evacuated all of its real forces from the burning building to save on casualties. No need for any unnecessary sacrifices.
Instead, it had its forces shoot down any zombies that attempted to escape the funhouse and directed the flyers outside to finish off the zombies still attempting to aim for the illusions. Tommy's forces on the outside of the funhouse were almost gone by now.
The imps, meanwhile, chattered in glee as the first batch of the cocktail was finished. They immediately started strapping it on the weak, bird-like mistbeings, which immediately took off once they had their deadly payload. Soon, Tommy's funhouse would fall, taking the clown down with it. Hopefully. That deranged lunatic was surprisingly tough, being able to fight with injuries that severe.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 11, 2009 19:42:40 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho sits in a restaurant, the place is smothered in blood. But not a single body to be seen. His eyes wide open, he is pulsating with power. He stands up and walks towards a wall, with a swift motion he lightly hits the wall with his palm. The wall blows up into dust. He laughs hysterically “All this power is just so damn good, I want to share it with others!” He thinks, and in one jump he sends himself flying through the air to the city centre where he continued his bloody massacre. But instead of using weapons he just pulled out his mechanical object and pointed it at the mindless. It was instantly consuming them. “Yes my pretty, eat up, there is much more to feast upon” He continues killing the mindless.
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Jul 11, 2009 20:25:37 GMT -5
Screaming untill my voice was hoarse and my throat was raw. "THE COMMANDER!? WHERE IS THE COMMANDER!?!?!" Over and over again as if the more time I said it would increase the chance of him coming to face me. In a fanatical rage I start grabbing at any zombies who stumble too close to me, ripping them to shreds and tearing them limb from limb. If it gets their commanders attention I'll recieve as many unnecessary sacrifices as possible.
Calling out again trying anything to get his attention, "I could have expected this from a lowly fallen angel HAH! you lot make me laugh you had the world at your disposal! And you lost it all! You all think your so perfect untill you make one little slip and fall down to our level! AHAHAHAHA!!! YOUR NOTHING BUT MAGGOTS! Oh the joy I got from killing all those people, seeing the looks of horror as they saw their inevitable end in my very eyes...." Staying quiet for a bit to wait for a response, almost instantly after having not heard or felt anything different I lose my temper completely. Cursing and swinging vioelntly at support beams and zombies screaming "This is unfair!" and "I deserve better than this! I've been cheated!!"
The funhouse is on its last legs as I take out all that supports it has left. "If I am to die I, that's right me! I will be the one to destroy myself!! Seeings though you're not man enough to do it yourself!!" Taking a shotgun and a shovel off two zombies before beating them both to a pulp wit the shovel and gun. I swing at everything angry at the world, angry that it's going to end like this. Firing off round after round at zombies who are in the way of what I am trying to do.
Here it is, the end. The building's roof has started to fall in a few big boards of wood and sheets of metal falling to the ground squashing zombies where they stand I look up starting to get my vision back as I see a great big sheet of metal slide of the upper walls peeling away, I welcome it with open arms. Laughing all the way as it loses its grip and falls "The Wicked Clowns will never DI......" I don't finish my sentance as it skewers straight through my middle and deep into the ground pinning me in place. Blood trickles from the corners of my mouth, my eyes finally close, my smile though doe not fade....
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Post by cyansky on Jul 11, 2009 21:47:53 GMT -5
Before Tommy lost consciousness, Sora's voice reverbrated through the burning building in time so that he could hear it. It was like a whisper, but oddly enough one that could easily be heard throughout the entire building.
"You were fighting me the entire time."
Sora's aerial forces finished off the zombies outside that were still firing at the illusions, just in time for the bomber birds to come in. All of Soraszen's forces retreated from around the burning building.
Then, the first two birds carrying the deadly cocktail lauched themselves at opposite sides of the building, crashing through the roof and setting off large explosions.
Soraszen returned to its humanoid form, the cloaked figure. It smiled as it watched the funhouse burn to the ground... with Tommy inside.
"That's one less deranged lunatic Animus has to contend with."
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 12, 2009 1:39:27 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho consumes more mindless, then he suddenly stops. He felt something. "My dear painted friend is gone.. For now" Mr. Psycho walks down the abadoned street "So this little Sora character could be an actual threat, but knowing the clown he probably underestimated Sora-honeycakes" He walks up to a mindless female, rips her head off and consumes her body. Leaving the head with the word PSYCHO carved in the forehead. He puts his mechanical object away. "Well, now I suppose my brand new friend is after me now" He says laughing hysterically, as he walks into a junkyard, into the middle of it where a clearing is "It should be able to find me, and if it cant, i've left it a nice trail" He laughs hysterically. Heads with the word PSYCHO were all over the city, in a nice path leading to where Mr. Psycho is.
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 12, 2009 2:49:22 GMT -5
Zari kept herself shadowed; watching everything transpire before him. Following them. Taking in their every movement- their every emotion... She took in everything.
She did not need to follow the trail of dismembered heads to find him. She gave him a moment to compost himself. Until suddenly, she appeared before him and said, "Haven't you been naughty!"
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 13, 2009 2:23:16 GMT -5
"Hmmm naughty? Or very busy? You see, my work productivity has raised rapidly lately" He laughs madly "Now, my lovely lovable, what is thous name, and who is thy?" He walks up to the new female stranger, checking her out. He wasnt really looking at her body, more checking her out to find out more about her. "She doesnt look harmful, but one must NEVER underestimate their opponent, especially if they want to have a chance at winning" He thinks to himself, as he smiles at the female stranger. Smiling his sharpest.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 13, 2009 10:05:24 GMT -5
Soraszen watched happily as the funhouse burned to the ground, taking Tommy and his remaining zombies down with it. Still, there was some cleaning up still left to do.
It ordered its remaining forces to scour the area for any remaining zombies that had managed to wander off. Not surprisingly, they managed to find a few stragglers that had went off to search (unsuccessfully) for the imps. They were quickly destroyed.
Soraszen, now satisfied, then reabsored all of its forces except for the imps and the bomber birds. The imps took some time to mix up the second and third batches of the cocktail, which were loaded onto the four remaining bomber birds. Laughing gleefully, they watched the birds fly off to deliver their explosive payload.
The birds sacrificed themselves as they hurled themselves one by one at the wreckage of the funhouse. There were four explosions, all of them happily watched by Soraszen as it absorbed the imps back into the mist.
When the dust settled, the wreckage was much reduced in volume, but there was still no sign of Tommy. He must have been buried at the bottom, thought Soraszen, considering how durable he is, he would have probably survived. But...
It gave itself a wicked smile. When he does, there will be nothing here for him to salvage - no weapons, no zombies, no tools. The materials here are too damaged to be effective for any more contruction, as it's just rubble now. He'll have to start all over, and when he does, I will track him down and destroy it once again. Those disgusting atrocities should have never seen the light of day or the starlight of night, and should they show up again, I will come back to destroy them again. My work here is done. Hopefully that clown has learned his lesson.
The mist crept away from the funhouse back into the city. Before Sora could face off with the other resident psychopath, it needed some more memories to restore its power. Hopefully some of the remaining mindless could help it with that.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 13, 2009 23:51:18 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho does not wait the Zari to answer, instead he pulls a combat knife out of his pocket, and hurls it at her with skill. The knife just misses Zari and hits a mindless in the face. He leaps over Zari and does his tradition of consumption to the mindless. Then turns on his heel facing Zari. "Now, may you please hastely tell me your name?" He giggles. "I am a gentleman, but everyone has their limit of patience... Mine is running thin, since you are not the person I was expecting to see" He laughs even harder, his power still pulsating "And, well to be honest, no one really like uninvited guests"
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 14, 2009 5:26:47 GMT -5
"Would a gentleman assault an innocent bystander like that?, Zari asked Mr. Psycho. "I'm Zari and I'm here to teach you a lesson." Zari drew herself closer to him and asked, "Would you really want to test me? I am not violent, I am very nice and sweet, and charming and comforting. But you see, all that turns into something else entirely when I am forced to deal with the mess you and your indisposed friend has made.... So, whats it going to be? And it better not be the answer I think I have coming to me!"
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 14, 2009 6:52:41 GMT -5
"I believe one loses its innocence along with its free will." Mr. Psycho giggles."Must I pull down my pants and bend over for this lesson to be taught?" He giggles madly, he then pauses for a couple of long seconds. "Lessons? Tests?! We're not back at school are we?!" He laughs hysterically. "Well it really depends on what the answer your waiting for... Is it A) Mr. Psycho will violently attack, malicious intentions included, or B) Mr. Psycho will give you a long and very passionate kiss, tonguing your tonsils intended" He sings the Jeopardy theme song "Phoning a friend has been disabled for this part of the round." As he is saying all this he is staring at Zari, right in the eyes, as if he was reading her.
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 14, 2009 7:09:00 GMT -5
Zari scoffed before motioning for a big slap straight for Mr. Psycho's face.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 14, 2009 7:20:35 GMT -5
He just keeps staring at her, straight in the eyes. He doesnt even blink. "Why would you let a slap hang in the air like that?" He asks "Im very curious, cause I know you could strike me with lightening speed. Are you trying to bluff your strength? Did I just ruin it for you?" He laughs hysterically.
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Post by citizenmike on Jul 14, 2009 8:29:38 GMT -5
(oc: I left the slap there for you to decide whether to take it or not. Autohit's a no-no in rpging)
Zari grabbed Mr. Psycho by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into her for a kiss.
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Post by maliciousmatt on Jul 14, 2009 19:42:02 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho weaved out of Zari's grab. "Woah, hold on girly, im just not ready for this type of relationship" He laughs hysterically, he didnt trust her one bit. "Ya see, if im gonna make-out with someone, I gotta know excatly who im swapping saliva with.. If ya know what I mean" He again laughs hysterically. "So, tell my about yourself Zari, I am dying to know" he waits patiently.
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