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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 8:33:36 GMT -5
Cerataurus had seen enough. Bursting out of the healing tube, Cerataurus leaps onto Vishnu's back and rams her horns into the joints of his neck armor, claws raking at his shoulders. She has to give her friend the chance to recover.
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Post by GI Jho on May 30, 2014 20:47:37 GMT -5
The massive lobster howled angrily, as one of its massive claws reached back and grappled Cerataurus in his hulking claw. With a snarl, Vishnu slammed Cerataurus back first into the wall, bluish-hued eyes glaring intently at the form of the bat-like kaiju. Suddenly, Haiiro's claws grappled Vishnu and pulled him away, causing the behemoth to collapse face-first into the earth. However, Haiiro was suddenly blasted backwards as the walls contorted violently from Vishnu's magnetic power, causing the raconian to crash through another healing tube, as Vishnu rose onto his feet, glaring at Cerataurus. None interfere in his conflicts...
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 20:52:57 GMT -5
Damn. Rumaka knew Vishnu meant business, but he still wanted to be redeemed in the eyes of his foes, Rumaka beat his wings, knocking the behemoth down. He turned to face his rivals, but saw them badly wounded. Just then, the defense weapons took aim...
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 21:25:06 GMT -5
(Badly wounded? Vishnu threw Cerataurus at the wall. Even half healed, that's small fry in the injury department.)
Cerataurus shrieks at Vishnu. It isn't something she does very often; the noise is an unsettling fusion of an alarm klaxon and a loon's cry. Her mouth stays open after the eerie shriek dies down and abruptly, Vishnu finds himself plastered from the chest up in a sticky, noxious liquid. It steams and boils against Vishnu's shell, beginning to throb and burn when, all of a sudden, Cerataurus clicks her tail segments violently against his shell and sets the toxic spew ablaze, resulting in a ferociously hot blue fire!
The defensive weapons begin to blast away, bringing the only half-healed Cerataurus to her knees with a hiss of pain.
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 21:27:05 GMT -5
(Sorry, my mistake. Was Rumaka involved enough to be shot?)
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 21:32:56 GMT -5
(The way you wrote it,Rumaku was off to the side buffeting Vishnu with his wing-blasts of whatever. I doubt he got any on him, though he's your character, so you could totally interperate it differently and say he did get hit with some of the spray.)
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 21:38:26 GMT -5
Rumaka had luckily not obtained the notice of the defense systems, but attempted to drag Cerataurus away by the wing.
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Post by GI Jho on May 30, 2014 22:34:34 GMT -5
It did not take long for the defense systems to assault the kaiju once things clearly began to fall out of hand. In a matter of seconds, both Vishnu and Haiiro found themselves engulfed in a flurry of missile explosions! Chunks of flesh were blown out of Haiiro's armored kide, tearing massive gashes in her thick armor as she was left lying on the floor,. Vishnu faired not much better; Rumaka's acid softened his thick shell, and the hail of UCA missiles battered his thick shell, tearing chunks from his body and adding more flames to his already immolated body. Before Vishnu realized it, he too was brought to his knees, as helpless as the others were before the UCA's might...
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 22:42:50 GMT -5
(Did you miss the whole "already on fire" bit?)
Cerataurus watches as the other two kaiju are pounded into submission, no longer a target herself, having fallen to the ground and thus to the bottom of the system's priority list.
As Rumaku tugs at her recently healed wing, Cerataurus whirls around and bites the horse on the nose, then hobbles down the hallway back to her personal quarters, once again thoroughly miserable.
The security systems, sensing that she's moving away from the fight, do nothing to stop her.
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 22:45:58 GMT -5
Ah, crap. It still didn't work. The equine roamed the shadows near Cerataurus' quarters sadly, wondering how he could ever redeem himself….
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 22:52:38 GMT -5
Cerataurus enters her room stiffly, barely noticing that the floor is now covered in grass-like-turf until she smacks into a boulder nearly her own height. She blinks tiredly, then simply hops over it despite her injuries, continuing on to the personal regeneration tank she knows to be on the other side of the room from her first visit. Sure enough, it's still there. The fatigued monster hops into it clumsily, scrabbling as the injury on her rear leg causes her strength to fail. She manages however,curling her tail over the rest of her and sighing as the end seals shut behind her and the tube begins to fill with the soothing liquid.....
(You can't become "immune" to a caustic toxin that destroys the plasma-membranes of cells, Rumaku. Nice try.)
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 22:55:04 GMT -5
(Not necessarily every toxin, I do believe you've got me. I'll edit.)
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 23:02:30 GMT -5
(I understand what you meant. In certain cases, a body can build up a huge resistance to a toxin and be pretty much immune to it, but Cerataurus' isn't like a snake-bite or whatever. It breaks down tissue. And everything else. In addition to being incredibly flammable and stinky.)
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Post by Revenus on May 30, 2014 23:05:11 GMT -5
The toxin still burnt, so his adaptable body compromised. Rumaka sighed. He decided to try and patch up his wounds inflicted by Vishnu and Cerataurus,walking near the healing tubes...
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Post by Vatarian on May 30, 2014 23:40:28 GMT -5
*Skip forward to three and a half hours later*
Cerataurus emerges from the healing tank, refreshed and healed. Raised scar-tissue decorates the former locations of her more serious wounds, including her blasted leg and chest. But that too will fade over the next few days, weeks, and months. Cerataurus stretches and peers around cautiously, hopping up on the boulder in the center of her enclosure and grooming herself, feeling a bit slimy after her dunk in the healing fluid.
Her toungue rasps over her armored skin and she listens to the hoofsteps outside her door with irritation.
The stupid horse still hasn't learned. She bears her teeth, then returns to her bathing, tail thumping in agitation.
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