"UWAAAAAAAAAAAA !! We are alike, same interests, we will rule this world ! But I hate people ! Don't try to steal my victims or you'll end up like them ! UWAA!!" (Fight)
The OC above, for one reason or another, picks a fight with yours. Does your character have what it takes to fight back, or must they flee to avoid injury, if not death? Post IC with your participating character.
Rules:
- Please put effort into your responses. There's technically no sentence minimum, but please no two-word responses.
- Your response should not be NSFW, offensive, or hurtful to real people. Let's confine the emotional pain to our characters.
- Wait until three other people have posted before you post again, unless it's been 24 hours. In that case, only one other person must have posted.
Let's start this off with...not Bozard, but Dr. Fire! What will your character do with this giant beast?
A massive creature, forged millions of years ago, wrenches itself from the ground, flinging countless bits of stone and flame around it. It looks down upon the young man with its flaming, yet empty eyes, then lets out a series of arbitrary screeches and whirs, which roughly translate to: "Finally, I am awake! It seems your practices have brought upon your own undoing. Now, the crimes of you puny humans will not go without vengeance!"
[Fight]
Despite everyone running away, the grocery store manager stayed, staring up at the gargantuan beast. "You're pretty big, aren't you?" he attempted to joke as several large eyes showed around him. "Sorry, but I like humans. Even if I can't stop you myself, I'll give them enough time to get away from you. Besides," His smile brightened as horns protruded from his head, a black tail swishing behind him.
"This store is for paying customers only."
(Fight)
Devian blinked lazily at the manager, horns shining dully in the lamplight. "Oh, man. You look like you could be fun. I've always wanted to find out what your kind can do. Besides," his eyes flare orange behind his pitch hair, and a savage grin cuts across his mouth, teeth flashing like daggers, "I'm bored."
(Fight)
“Listen boyo..Nothing personal-” Roswell said. Frowning slightly after those words left his lips. This man made fun of his moustache not long ago. “Well, slightly personal,” he added.
Roswell then calmly picked one of his flat throwing knives out of his sleeves, playing with the weapon between his fingers, frowning. Still unsure about what he was going to do. “But I don’t loike yisser kind,” Roswell shrugged. “I’m not really a man of the cloth meself but ‘è, I know de badstuff whaen I see it with my own eyes. Eye,” he corrected himself. “But i can cut ye a dayle alright?” he grinned. “You let me walk and I,” he shrugged “live a new reformed life, I’d promise you that I will pray every day.git a partner maybe sum kids an' a dog. Who I will happily name after yer. Ain't that juicy. And most important we both be 'appy far oyt each others reach.”
[Flee :^)]
"Ah~ Fighting is the exact opposite of the romance, non? Such a bad feeling, yes? Why are you having such anger, mon ami? Ah, but you are young. Not yet used to the wonders of romance! Such pity I give you, ah~! But I have no need for the fights! Goodbye, mon cheri~!" he laughs while floating away.
(Flight - literally)
"above human strenght," Hunt said as he shifted his weight anticipating "Well that had never stopped me before,"Hunt showed a quick teeth baring smile. "Friendly brawl aye? And spare me one of those healing-kiss for me for when we're done."
[Fight]
Stas runs a tongue over the teeth exposed by his facial wound. They're dry and stick to the torn edges of his lip on that side. Nasty.
"What is this?" His voice is a little thick and slurring due to the injury. He appraises the young woman before him. "A... naked? Naked girl with wings. I've seen worse. Let's see what you can do, then." He sighs heavily, puts his cigarette out, and rubs his forehead.
[Fight!]
"oh, look at that you seem a bit sturdier than other humans. How about we play for a bit?"
She smells the cigarettes. Acidic saliva pooled on the ground.
"Can you buy me a pack? I would but, last time I tried to the guy in the booth wouldn't stop screaming. I had to stop him... though I don't think his jaw was supposed to do that..."
fight