OPEN SIGNUPS Crusaders (1 more character wanted)

Michale CS

Ignorance of grammar is not an excuse.
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Can't really say there's a bad genre, but there's poorly written genres...
#81
Nadir was... hard to track. The wolves kept coming at her, and then kept getting afterimages or colliding with each other, including the one that Otto threw her direction. Meanwhile, she would dart in and slash here and there, and after a few moments, they began to drop as the cuts she'd administered finally bled out enough for even their bodies not to be able to heal from.

"Werewolves, really? They couldn't send something less flammable?" Cynthia said as she finalized her kills with another focused burst of Hellfire, making sure to not get to Behemoth in the blast. He could probably take it, but you know, Hellfire burns according to sin in addition to the usual way, and Behemoth looked like he'd sinned plenty.

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Cush Almighty

"There's no saving you."
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#82
Hearing the Gloom's voice actually made the cyborg shiver, that's a rarity. One thing Clayman hated dealing with magic, too unpredictable, too foreign from his world view. He wasn't sure if this was some magic user or just some mutate who thinks they're some god. As Selene flew around sporadically. "Scary voice I'll give you that. But Clayman is no little child." Clayman started firing his laser pistol off again. Trying to hit Gloom.

As the chaos happened outside. Gats started to mull over his opinions. He had very few, none of them good. Kauffman was never going to stop coming. He was relentless, he'd eventually fined Gats family and torture them to get at Gats. Gats reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a .45 caliber pistol, the M1911 to be exact. "What must I do?" He asked himself as his grip tightened on the gun."
Gands Gands

Ghanem crashed into the bar, liquor splattering all over the general. He watched as Apex tore through one of the summoned demons and stood up. "I am your opponent monster. I like the new look, more of a challenge." Ghanem molded his right arm into what resembled and harpoon and aimed it at Apex's scaled chest. His left arm mutated into a spiked club. He shot the harpoon into Apex's chest and riled himself towards Apex. He flew across the ballroom floor and smashed Apex into the face with his spiked club. Ghanem removed the harpoon from the Apex's chest and reformed it into a blade. He then tried to run into through Apex's head through his chin. "Lights out ya ugly fuck!"
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Both Nadir and Renegade dealt with their foul creatures, and so had Behemoth. When Apex came crashing end, Behemoth yelled at him. "What took you so long punk." He saw the general launching a harpoon of tentacles and flesh into him. Behemoth moved to help him, but the demon wolves got in his way. Two of them stepped in his way and lunged at him, Behemoth smirked and knocked them both away with the backside his fist, feeling the wolves skulls crack against his knuckles.

The wolf-like demons knew they were losing this, their master was throwing them to the slaughter. The wolves started to regroup, getting away from Nadir, Renegade, and Behemoth. As the demons gathered, they got on all fours and started to howl. In a strange way, it mirrored prayer. Beneath them, a pentagram of crimson red appeared. One by one, the wolves turned into a black mist and were absorbed into pentagram until it let something out. A beast appeared from the pentagram in an eruption of black smoke. From the smoke came a giant wolf with a body of smoke and fur. Its eyes burned like hellfire, it was similar to wolves they were fighting before but different, older.



The beast, the great black wolf stood 12 feet tall. It possessed a huge frame, large paws with sharp black claws and teeth. It looked towards Nadir and Renegade a smiled, bearing its teeth at them. It howled a bone-chilling tune that would send shiverers up the bravest men's spines. The beast stepped towards Nadir and Renegade. It then turned into a cloud of smoke and glided across the floor and formed behind them. "Pitiful kin and worthless mortals." Lifting both of its mighty claws and attempted to clap both Nadir and renegade with, to crush and squeeze the lift out of them. If they would try to dodge, his fur would react and shoot large black needles to tear them apart.

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Dakota K5

Disgruntled Mountain man
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I'm up for anything
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Meh none really.
#83
Renegade
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Otto White
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The fact this new creature was speaking certainly struck Otto as important since it showed a greater level of intelligence then the little ones. He didn't have time to really ponder this though as the beast was already attacking them, Otto showed some remarkable agility for someone of his size as he leapt off his feet backwards landing into a hand spring which put even more distance between he and the wolf's massive paws but as he was in movement Otto felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end so while he was in motion he started forming an object from his fire. As he landed out of the handspring a shield, or at least a wall of flame vaguely looking like a shield, formed on his forearm and expanded out to cover his body. It was good timing as several black spikes came sailing his way but with neither enough time or a medium to channel his fire Otto's shield was less effective then what would be needed as it stopped several of the spikes but several more made it through with two hitting him, slicing gashes through his left arm and right thigh.
The wounds weren't to bad all things considered as the open skin showed what looked like fire instead of blood and muscle as they slowly stitched themselves, he would pay when he reverted back to his human looking form but for now that was not at the front of his mind as one of the spikes sat embedded in the ground next to him and with a quick hand he snatched it up and where a fur spike once was now sat a spear of flame as Otto's shield finally filled in the spots the spikes had gotten through and he stood behind it with spear over the right side of said shield looking much like a extra from the movie 300.
 

Michale CS

Ignorance of grammar is not an excuse.
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Can't really say there's a bad genre, but there's poorly written genres...
#84
"Thanks for providing a shortcut - kin." Nadir caught onto the tail end of the summoning circle - most people didn't know those things weren't just one way - and disappeared, reappearing a few yards away as she watched the fur try to permeate the brimstone smoke she'd disappeared into. Of course, since she'd taken a sidestep through "home", her Father would definitely be alerted - for good or ill remained to be seen.

Of course, she hadn't escaped entirely unscathed, she had dozens of points where blood welled as she hadn't entirely disappeared before the fur descended upon her, but these were well within her regenerative abilities. This posed a different challenge as she doubted her hellfire would do much against an elder demon.

But... against the floor it stood on? Now there was an idea. "I'm about to provide you boys a great target for an uppercut." She said softly into her communicator. "Watch its head and take your shots." Then Nadir focused a concentrated burst of Hellfire at the floor around the front legs of the beast, turning it to slag unable to support the creature's weight. With any luck, it would fall and give the others a chance to wail directly on its head as it came down.

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AshenAngel

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#85
Well, that's a shame. Havoc almost turned his back on Firefly for just a moment. "What's our status with Gats, G?" He asked into the comm unit as he scrambled to get up on the roof with the bot and Firefly. The hothead called forth one of her flaming blades and slashed off the bot's arm, falling away safely from the blade that was slashing at her in turn. He hit the bot with the strongest bolt of electricity he could manage. If that didn't put the thing down, he wasn't sure what would. "You alright?" He asked Firefly as she got back to her feet.

”Peachy." She replied with a little glare sent his way. "This really doesn't change anything." She tacked on, attention slipping past him to the barn.

"It was worth a shot." Havoc sighed, posture slipping back into the standard defensive position. Electricity sparked off his armor still, charges left over from his attack on the bot. "Last chance to do the right thing. You have it in you, I've seen it. Don't make me put you down." His voice was cold as he gave his final offer.

There was a clear eye roll in response, and he rolled out of the way of three flaming daggers that suddenly launched at him. "You really need to learn when to give it a rest." She muttered before charging past him, leaping off the roof, and rolling into a run towards the barn. Havoc ran after her, growling out curses as he did so. He saw her pull out some sort of gun as she entered the barn.

"G, we're coming into the barn. Firefly has some sort of gun, don't know how much of a punch it's packing. Bot's been dealt with. Stay sharp." He warned his teammate over the comm unit and ran in after her. The gloom was thick in here, making it difficult for him to see. But he felt Clayman's cybernetic enhancements light up in his senses and used that as a guide. He stood ready to disable the man's tech if he didn't back down. "Gats, just come with us. You'll be safe, your family too. I'm good at keeping people safe from guys like Kauffman." He called out, trying to reason with the guy.

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  "Warning: High Voltage"
  
Well, that's a shame. Havoc almost turned his back on Firefly for just a moment. "What's our status with Gats, G?" He asked into the comm unit as he scrambled to get up on the roof with the bot and Firefly. The hothead called forth one of her flaming blades and slashed off the bot's arm, falling away safely from the blade that was slashing at her in turn. He hit the bot with the strongest bolt of electricity he could manage. If that didn't put the thing down, he wasn't sure what would. "You alright?" He asked Firefly as she got back to her feet.

”Peachy." She replied with a little glare sent his way. "This really doesn't change anything." She tacked on, attention slipping past him to the barn.

"It was worth a shot." Havoc sighed, posture slipping back into the standard defensive position. Electricity sparked off his armor still, charges left over from his attack on the bot. "Last chance to do the right thing. You have it in you, I've seen it. Don't make me put you down." His voice was cold as he gave his final offer.

There was a clear eye roll in response, and he rolled out of the way of three flaming daggers that suddenly launched at him. "You really need to learn when to give it a rest." She muttered before charging past him, leaping off the roof, and rolling into a run towards the barn. Havoc ran after her, growling out curses as he did so. He saw her pull out some sort of gun as she entered the barn.

"G, we're coming into the barn. Firefly has some sort of gun, don't know how much of a punch it's packing. Bot's been dealt with. Stay sharp." He warned his teammate over the comm unit and ran in after her. The gloom was thick in here, making it difficult for him to see. But he felt Clayman's cybernetic enhancements light up in his senses and used that as a guide. He stood ready to disable the man's tech if he didn't back down. "Gats, just come with us. You'll be safe, your family too. I'm good at keeping people safe from guys like Kauffman." He called out, trying to reason with the guy.
 
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#86
Selene aka gloom

Selene was dodging the talented Cyborg's blasts when something came to her.. An idea.. At least she thought it was her idea...

Then her partner Havock on the communicator.

"Gats and his bodyguard are in here. Mister Cyborg has sonar, lucky me. I am going to hit him with something special to distract him. Then we can switch dance partners."

Still flying about to avoid her enemy, she stopped for a moment and started to feel quite ill. She felt herself throw up, it was violent.. And... Black.

She had stopoed oozing the black of gloom. Instead now, there was a thick tar like substance covering over Cyborg Clayman's shielding and starting to eat away at the delicious energy. Were it ate through that it would then start to eat into him.

This left Selene drained for a moment. She flew into a pocket of darkness and recovered for a bit while she waited for miss matchstick. Even now in those few moments, she could feel energies being fed into her by the dissolving suv.

Then Havock's friend Firefly came in. Selene could feel the energies of the other woman. Now, once again the gloom was being fed. It expamded new shadowy mucky gloom steadily towards to firey woman. Inanimate non living things were usually quicker to dissolve, drain and absorb. But her new enemy had alot of energy to drain. She felt the gloom thirst for it. The shadows stretched out for Firefly. Hungry for this rare treat.