OOC: I don't think Miria covered what Deimos was doing, so I'm gonna do it myself. And not all the areas of a castle are stone and marbel, but it's a game so don't worry about stuff like that so intently.
Deimos' strike was scaringly successful, the sheer force of the events prior to this attack had made his moves unpredictable, along with the shock that had befallen the Yoma facing death's grin. Deimos' sword ripped clean through the Yoma as if there was nothing there at all. The Yoma split apart almost in slow motion, blood and guts visibly filled the center of where the Yoma was supposed to be. Each side landed simultaniously with a loud thud, blood rised from the impact and shortly fell violently towards the floor again. There wasn't much time to bask in glory though, as the castle ruins violently rumbled and the sound of breaking stone filled the area...
OOC: I'm not sure, Miria said she was tired so hopefully she fixes her posts later on.
Lindy's claymore whistled due to the insane speed she was moving at, her sword ran from the neck of the creature all the way to it's crotch. Blood sprayed out and the creature screamed in agony. The blood didn't stop gushing out, it soaked Lindy's clothes and she had to close her eyes before the beast's blood blinded her. She dragged her claymore out of the creatures pit staggering back a little bit due to the shock of being covered in monster blood. It dripped slowly from her hair and claymore...
Having finally gathered the courage to stand up and draw her sword, Kaiserin stood strong moving closer to Cecily. The strange monsters still weren't attacking though. The floor was nothing but a sea of bodies, each step squelched and moving around was hard enough.
"I don't know why they aren't attacking us anymore, but let's use it to our advantage and do as much damage as we can." Kaiserin loosened the grip on her claymore with her left hand, placing it on one of the bodies benenth her. In a runner-like stance, she prepared her dash towards her target, the monster on the far left. Getting proper footing was hard, as the bodies often moved and broke apart. Once everything was set, she shot off like a bullet towards her target, holding the claymore in her right hand she aimed for the creatures large arm with a vertical slash from above her head...
Last edited by Elcura; 09-14-2007 at 09:33 AM.
OCC with character reference:
This is how Arc will respond if you decide to keep your post the same. The ambush will be with the same attack I wanted to attemp in the first post.
Originally Posted by kenjmg
Arc with thought "I knew an proper ambush would have a low chance of actually working on the beast, however my true objective was a gamble to gaining some insight on the enemies, senses and mind, as well as escaping major harm worked. I have learned it is a beast that is only targets living yoki wielding prey and that it sense seem to be complete but mostly focus on smell. I wounder if all the beast we are dealing with are like this?" Arc wounder for a moment.
Arc then thought as he set himself ready for action, "Now, I am going to attack this foolish beast from behind with an execution style chop. If that fails shift to use that momentum to knock the beast down on the ground as the back-up plan if sword gets stucks or just to get its attention. Then when I recover my blade or if the sword never gets stuck in the first place retreat to the second step of the stairs. There I will draw it attack and escape pass its widely spread legs and attack while going between the beasts legs. This will cause this monstorsity to at least lose it balance in which case I push it so it falls down the stair. Well the creature is stun I will use this opperunity to go for a final blow. I will use the momentum gained from going down the stairs to propel my into a jump slash. Thought it leaves me valunable it would be the only move I can attempt to finish this beast off without using rapid pulse strike which I think I will need later."
Arc then thought as he charge the beast from behind, "I can't afford to let this creature live to cause me trouble later. Better to deal with it now that I have a slight advantage and a plan. The worst that could happen would be my death however, my comrades and my own death would be certain if no safe place to go to retreat to is made. Man, I wish the only plan that I could use to take this thing down wasn't so reckless."
OCC3: Just thought I would make it a little easier for you if you don't feel like fixing your work.
Last edited by kenjmg; 09-14-2007 at 09:34 PM.
Arc's attack connected and his claymore sank deep inside the creature's torso like melting butter splashing fat and various flesh from different yoma as the blade delved deeper into the wound. Unfortunately the attack stoped and refused to free the weapon as it had been compressed by layer and layers of fat clogging up the open wound almost as immediately as it had been cut making the blade a part of his body now buried deep with the hilt protruding out of the shoulder blade. The beast halted in its step and stopped for a moment realizing something had scratched it's back. Maybe it was the morsel of food he had overlooked or the hafling that had hidden itself very well against his initial frantic search. Whatever or whoever it was, the thing didn't care. It now found something else to feed on. Turning around to face Arc, it brought down the giant meat cleaver into view as it screeched against the walls yet again the howling metallic song of doom. With a great force it was swung horizontally across where Arc had stood a moment ago before he narrowly escaped becoming severed from his lower half. An ordinary swing with the claymore proved to be futile against the monster unusual defense of fat layers and it was even questionable if the attack was felt by the creature at all. If it felt pain in the first place, it failed to show its capability to cry in pain. Blood no longer trickled out of the initial deep cut Arc had originally made, instead layers of fat covered it up as if there was no cut to begin with but a fine line to suggest it had a scratch by a gardening tool or something of equivalent nature. Despite the giant size of the monster, it moved clumsily perhaps it tried to immitate the fast movements of the preys it had ate or it could be that it was so anxious to try its tastebuds on Arc's remains. Despite the clumsy movements, the creature's aim was flawless with the cleaver and with the chains bound to his hands its range far exceeded Arc's even before he was still in possession of his sword. Now without his primary weapon he was cornered between the 15foot wall of destruction and few escape route he could take. A fine line presented to him that would determine either bravery or stupidity. The abomination raised it's cleaver yet again high above it's head ready to bring it down on Arc as it moved closer to Arc with it's clumsy stance. Grounds shook beneath it's great feet while the floors it stood on took punishing force trying to pull the beast down that even the smallest more weight could probably break under it's hideously monstrous weight and collapse into a bottomless pit. Time to take the action was now, a unarmed Claymore versus a beast made of numerous yoman flesh and bones.
OOC: Alot of thought but little action Arc. Well its good that your thinking ahead and planning you'll do this, but if that doesnt work you'll do that and should that work proceed with this etc, but remember to post your actions just as much as your thoughts since if you posts so little and you have a wall of thoughts I might think you're trying to determine the actions of the monsters. Eitherway, as long as its just thoughts its fine.
“What in the world?!” Cecily said with astonished eyes as Kaiserin took the initiative. “I pepped her too much. It’s too dangerous to...” Not knowing what to do next, the warrior in braids quickly followed after her companion. “…I didn’t expect her to take the first step. I’ll have to fend of the others,” she said as she masterfully navigated above the slightly submerged corpses. It was as if she was running on water.
With a sturdy mindset, Cecily got in between the left-most beast and the one immediately to its right. She drew her massive claymore and swung it. Hopefully the strike would make a mess of the creature’s lower left arm while putting her in a good position to defend against the next nearest beast. She hoped for at least one of her impulse objectives to be accomplished.
Last edited by qbsenuef; 09-15-2007 at 08:16 PM.
Reason: grammar check
"Yuck!!! What is this!"
The dead rat's blood was all over Lindy and she was soaked in the rat's blood while she retrieved her Claymore. She was shocked that the big fat rat actually had that much blood to spill and was repelled by the rat's filthy blood. However Lindy noticed something weird.
"Beaumont. Farleen. The rat's guts! the rat's guts!....there's yoma flesh in the rat's guts!" Lindy was shocked by what she found. The monster's blood was still dripping from Lindy's hair and Claymore and Lindy felt even worse than ever. She had no clue how the rats could get to such a big physical shape and pondered over why the rats feed on Yoma flesh. Further, she was covered in the rat's blood and she did not feel comfortable at all.
"Strange, I thought I picked up some Yoki signals just now but it just disappeared. Could the rat's blood be affecting my Yoki reading capabilites?" Lindy thought to herself. She then looked at Farleen and Beaumont who were nearby and hoped for some directions or actions.
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The hairy beasts had stopped attacking while they examined their new found toys. It wasn't the usual hostile full blooded yoma but rather a different species altogether. While the creatures lacked intelligence even the monsters found the new breed interesting and pondered if they tasted just as good or only as half as good as their usual prey. Upon closer examination by their heightened sense of smell, it would appear that one of them possessed a body much closer to their usual prey anyhow. Kaisering smelled heavily of Yoma blood that 2 of them even mistook her for one. It was a world of red for them with no other colour except the black aura both Kaiserin and Yoma's carried which was like for them heat images. More and more the creatures looked at Cecily only to notice a patch of grey on their sight indicating she was or she wasn't their prey, regardless they were not picky about what they feast on.
It was the short pause they gave them that proved to be a downfall as Kaiserin made a bold move to charge them with her sword held high above her. The sharp bar of steel sang as it was swung vertically cutting through the still air inside the sewage and a pair of arms big and small along with it. The creature screamed in agony as her attack left him with two arms. In a state of panic it lashed out frantically trying to hit Kaiserin to no avail. Kaiserin narrowly escaped having her eyes stabbed with the long overgrown nails as a hand splattered the creatures blood into her line of vision while cutting through the body from the back and exiting through the chest. Trajectory headed right towards Kaiserin's head only to have it collide with Cecily's claymore as her comrade just covered the distance enough to save Kaiserin's hide. It had been a reckless yet bold move Kaiserin made but nevertheless her fears had been conqoured, the creatures were not as tough as they initially thought despite having strength or speed, their skin cut just as easily if not easier than the thick skin normal yoma's carried. But in the superior numbers and given their superior strength as well as speed, a yoma outnumbered couldn't have possibly outlasted their encounter alone. Three of the pack remained now, one of them missing an arm and fatally wounded across the chest due to Cecily's almost immediate counter. They were indeed a little surprised and maybe it was the first time they felt fear from their preys, the hunters be hunted.
OOC: One of them lost two arms and was trying to kill Kaiserin but another immediately stabbed through its comrade to try and poke kaiserin in her head which resulted in the sewage monster with two arms loss being killed. Cecily initially went after the targe on the left (Same target as Kaiserin?) and ended up saving Kaiserin from the monsters counter by countering the attack while harming it as well. Overall theres three remaining with one of them armless and bleeding with a fatal chest wound/cut.
"Whoa...! That was close..." Kaiserin exclaimed, she was a little shocked about her actions and surprised things had gone so well. She moved back so she had all three monsters in full view, they seemed to watch her more intently than Cecily. To test this she moved slowly right, the two able one's looked like they followed her while ignoring they're dying companion.
"They like me...don't they." Kaiserin grinned roguishly, "I'll get their attention and distract them, Cecily, focus on killing them if you can." She turned her head to her partner before quickly looking back at the monster. Kaiserin's footsteps were heavy, and her breathing coarse. She mentally prepared herself slowly, closing her eyes and thinking of her sister's flesh inside of her. This would be the key to her survival now, so she had no choice but to trust it and believe a little more than usual. When she reopened her eyes they had flashed a golden colour, and with a little more she released over 50% of her power, her face distorted and teeth sharpened a little more than usual (she already had Yoma-like teeth). Her goal was to flood the area with her aura and make Cecily invisible or at least, less attractive to them.
"Flesh and blood..." She thought to herself, before dashing towards their dying comrades left side, her claymore cut across several bodies in it's accent towards the monsters abdomen...
Arc quickly picked up the blanket and retreated towards the stair going only a five rungs down after recaulcaculating the creatures reach with its cleaver. Arc began wraping the blanket into a rope shape as he thought, "Looks like I have to make the task a little more difficult for myself but, at least it following one of my plans. Unforchantly it is my second worst case scenario plan. The worst being my own death."
Arc then thought of what to do next in this bad situation as he tied one side of the blanket to the second from top rung of the rail, "I need to recover my claymore however, the only way to do that is to kill that thing. I should be just out of range of the chains or hopefully able to the dodge the chain at very limits of its range. However, if I can't my plan will not be given the chance to work and I may have to focus on escaping or a new plan of attack. I need to draw the beast into going on to the stairs. At that moment it starts an attack it leaves it base or legs valunable for a moment this weakness I would not be able to exploit normally due to the accuracy of it attacks. The stair would not allow it movments to be as controlled as normal due to the difficult footing as well as possibly its in ability to effectively suport the weight. I need to use that window of oppurunity to trip up the beast at least. Either with the sheet, an attack or both it doesn't matter what gets the job done. Due to it size it may even causes the top of these stairs to collapse leaving an opening but, better be prepare to retreat if the beast doesn't loses it balance or the stairs doesn't collapse. If all goes well the creature will die due to impact of the fall throught the collapse stairs or will be tripped up by me allowing the opening. During this opening I will quickly implent my second part of my plan for a just incase finishing blow attempt and to recover my sword if possible during this time."
Arc took out both of his mini spears weilding them both in his right hand and the other end of the bed sheet in the left and yelled at the monster, "Prepare to meet your doom at the hands of number 46 Arc!" Arc just began wishing he was confident in this situation as he sounded but, he thought "I refuse to die here despite the fact my actions have been really, reckless and a little foolish today, and odds survival is not as high as I would like it. I will not die here." Arc waited for the creatures to move closer to the stairs because he decided to throw one of those spears and target its right eye as soon as it step on the very top of the stairs.
Last edited by kenjmg; 09-15-2007 at 10:51 PM.
OOC: Lol. That rat thing was definitely like the wearet. XD
IC: .: Deimos :.
"What was that? What yoki was that? Elusive, like a ghost. Oh. It's gone. I can't feel it anymore. What the--Arc...?"
Before the last drop of yoma blood splattered across his face and stained his uniform with flecks of purplish ichor, Deimos spun around to attack the last yoma even as tremors shook the wood beneath. He rushed the monster, claymore shrieking sparks against the floor, hoping to sever his opponent in half from the waist with a upward slash carving into the horizon line.
His thoughts became jagged. Murderous. "Something's up. Something horrid, terrible, and bestial.
"I like it!"
He kept grinning, more animal-like and feral than ever. The malevolent gleam in his silver eyes threatened to turn gold. Yoki energy trembled in his body, his suppression control having slipped on the wellspring that was his power in excitement, and the bloodshot veins sticking out on his face proved it.
"Ten percent. This intoxicating feeling...only at ten percent?"
A harsh chuckle escaped him. Yoki roughed his voice, deepened it, and the intent to kill stamped upon all Claymores against yoma filled him.
"Whatever is making this castle fall apart, I'll not just slaughter it--I'll massacre it to shreds! Death's come to collect his dues, yoma!"
Eyes once silver turned molten gold.
Last edited by Saikudoh; 09-15-2007 at 09:05 AM.
OOC: The first target was the same target as Kaiserin. Sorry if it looked like something else. @_@
“That went well,” Cecily stated. She glided turbulently across the bloody culvert as random body parts dared to obstruct her feet. Her eyes granted her the vision to see her gratis work epitomized on her enemies’ wounds. Not only did she successfully help dispatch Kaiserin’s initial target, her swing was wide enough to maim another one of the monstrosities.
"I'll get their attention and distract them, Cecily, focus on killing them if you can," said the focused Kaiserin.
“It’s pointless to mask myself… Kaiserin should be a good enough distraction,” Cecily thought. She quickly got into an attacking stance, her sword immediately behind her. As her companion darted into the enemy’s range, Cecily accelerated kicking up the black ooze beneath her modified sabatons.
With her blade readily behind her, Cecily skipped and landed between Kaiserin and the next able monster. The warrior in braids quickly crouched as she slid across the bloody moat with her sword extended. Her claymore was on its way to dismember the monstrous legs that would be in its way.
Last edited by qbsenuef; 09-16-2007 at 07:03 AM.