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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2011 20:07:12 GMT -5
(Pfffft holy hell that made feel sick! brutal.. holy hell. And I aint squimish either)
Vastrato was in pain... great pain. But now she was royally pissed and it was personal. While Thresher was gloating and Rosie humoring the over confident shark, Vastrato slowly coiled her body like snake. Being stretchy, she extended her body length. The farther she extended herself, the more tension built. Since thresher was turned away in his prideful moment, he had no idea. Yet... When a loud snapping like sound was heard, he looked back and saw the long body swininging around. A loud and sharp crunch as the hard tail smashed right into his back. He feel foward almost on top of Rosie. A massive dent was in the generator on the cyborgs back had a big dent from the force. Immediatly he was up and in mid turn to retaliate.
Too slow though, as Vastrato threw he head out like a snapping turtle as her neck elongated out with the elastic qualities. Her jaws snapped shut on the shark saw bill. The teeth were interlocked, leaving the shark unable to reeve up the blade. Then he was jerked! Vastratos neck recoiled like a rubber band and yanked the shark right off his feet and back to the crocodile. She released his head as he was yanked halfway to her and quickly reared up. Throwing out her arm, she exposed her claws out... as Thresher slide by, her claws caught into his side. the momentum dragged him past, and as a result two of her long claws gashed very deep down his torso, to his hips and one going through his generator.
Thresher skidded and grasped the ground to stop himself. Blood and mechanical oil spilled from the deep wounds that he was definelty going to remember. But it wasnt over yet! Vastrato spun around and leapt right onto threshers back. Being somwhat smaller, she easily clung and began mauling, tooth and claw into Threshers backside. Thresher thrashed about before pulsing energy through his body and knocking the crocodile off. He turned, eyes narrowed in absolutle wrath. "Overgrown handbag, I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND MAKE A PAIR OF MATCHING BOOTS!"
She regained her footing and reared up onto her hind legs. Some energy still clung to Vastrato's hide. Now she was almost as high as Thresher and stood ominously like angry grizzly bear, and roared at Thresher before rushing foward and pulling her claw back to swipe the shark with all five of her long nails...
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 10, 2011 21:38:27 GMT -5
The claws came down, clanging against Thresher's armor. First sparks flew out, but then chunks of metal and organic armor... and then blood. The ancient shark snarled in both pain and rage as he collapsed to a knee. Vastrato lifted her arms again, but Rosie was suddenly on her! The walrus wrapped his muscular arms around her gory waste, squeezing with all his might. The crocodile tried to pull away, but the walrus yanked her back. Focusing his strength, the beast lifted her off the ground, tilting sideways as her feet left the ground. With a thunderous roar from the walrus, Rosie slammed her down on the ground sideways. The ground cratered around the pair as a mushroom-shaped cloud of dust rose up and glass rained from the nearby buildings' windows. Rosie pushed himself off of Vastrato and looked back at his partner. Thresher snarled, revving his chainsaw sword a few times and covering the deeper gashes with an arm. The walrus smirked, gruffing as blood seeped between the shark's fingers. "Shut up." The ancient one declared, rubbing the wounds. Rosie rolled his eyes and looked back down at Vastrato. As she pushed herself up to her hands and knees, Rosie reached down, yanking her head between his legs. As he hands came up to fight back, he interlocked her arms with his, holding them in place behind her back. As the reptile continued to squirm, Rosie shook his head from side to side, roaring greatly before jumping up! Vastrato was pulled from the ground with Rosie. As soon as his feet left the Earth, Rosie bent his knees, coming down on them and slamming Vastrato's head straight into the unforgiving ground! As Rosie bounced up to a stance, Vastrato rolled over on to her side, her burnt skull now patterned with a gory wound on her snout. Rolling his shoulders after the successful Pedigree, Rosie walked closer to the fallen reptile. The brute lifted his huge foot and brought it down, smashing it into the back of Vastrato's knee! The crocodile's eyes shot open and a horrible cry of pain escaped her maw! Rosie continued to grind his foot into her knee, hoping to break the bone! Lifting his foot again, he repeated the process, making an even louder scream come from the monster. Removing his foot, Rosie spat a wad of saliva on the back of her leg as he lifted his other foot, preparing to do the same thing with her other knee... (OOC: Pedigree: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ie_2Xc6jW50 )
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Apr 11, 2011 16:34:51 GMT -5
Rossie smirked hideously as he prepared to stomp down on the fallen Vastrato's knee again, confident he could break this one in one try. The rubbery crocodile shared the same idea, but she wasn't nearly as excited about. With a rough grunt, Rossie thrust his heavy foot down...
... only to be struck by a emerald blur with a world-shaking crash.
Quetzar bellowed in rage as he coiled his body around the stunned walrus. The usually levelheaded dragon had gone berserk. The noble beast simply couldn't stand the savage, barbaric way Rossie and Cyber-Thresher had attacked his ally. The Sun Warrior had been driven over the edge and now there was no holding back. Quetzar didn't like to fight as brutally as his current foes, but they had forced his (figurative) hand.
Sure that Rossie was now firmly in his grasp, Quetzar spread both wings wide and began to heave the huge mammal into the air. The flying serpent's wing pushed heavily against the air, each stroke bring Quetzar and Rossie a bit higher off the ground. The great brute had regained his senses and was squirming about, making the task of lifting him even harder. Thrashing around, Rossie roared angrily and clawed at the muscular body wrapped around him. Blood ran down Quetzar's coils as the arctic beast's claws bite into his sides. The struggling walrus even manged to plunge one of his gleaming tusk into the champion's body, nearly running the ivory dagger all the way through with a crimson gush. That drew a sharp cry from Quetzar, his whole body clenching in pain. But the guardian endured, avenging fire in his eyes.
Now thousands of feet in the sky, the city like a child's model below them, the Sun Warrior let his coils slip from around Rossie.
With a howl- of anger, not fear- the walrus plunged downward, making wild cartwheels through the clouds. Churning the air with his membranous wings, Quetzar almost felt sorry for the brute as he plummeted. But his red eyes soon hardened again as he caught sight of Vastrato's gored form. Quetzar growled softly. All would be payed back in due time...
Claws grabbing helplessly at the air, as if he could somehow catch himself, Rossie streaked below the building line and-
BOOM!
A vast crater was punched into the street instantly, several skyscrapers slipping into the enormous pit. In the pit of the great hole, Rossie soaked in a pool forming from a hundred broken pipes, the water quickly taking on a crimson hue. The mammal's body was broken and bloody, an odd assortment of debris stabbing into his body. Blood poured from one pipe that was buried in his shoulder. The walrus shifted weakly, unable to move, but not feeling the pain that should be pummeling him into a pulp. Body unable to handle such an impact, the brute slipped quietly into unconsciousness.
A voice spoke in Quetzar's mind.
Decided to get serious then?
Quetzar narrowed his eyes, zeroing in on Cyber-Thresher. Although the ancient shark was far below, he sounded like his was speaking directly into his ear. Flashing his fangs, Quetzar gave a prompt response.
You will regret what you have done today, demon.
Thresher grinned. Bring it.
Folding his wings against his body, the Sun Warrior enter a dive, screaming down through the heavens. As he shot back towards the Earth, Quetzar belched up some of his napalm. With the great speed the serpent was moving at, the liquid fire simply rolled down his body, setting him ablaze. But he didn't feel the heat. The hellish temperatures were just absorbed back into his body. Now completely aflame, Quetzar looked like a fiery comet, bound to smash into the planet.
As Quetzar closed in on him, Thresher's cocky grin fell. Staring dumbly at the flaming dragon, the corrupted guardian suddenly felt sheepish. Oops...
At a blinding speed, Quetzar looped his smoldering body around Thresher and slammed his coils around the shark. Burning flesh pressing deep into his body, Thresher began screaming in agony. His flesh was being burnt away and his cybernetic parts were starting to melt from the intense heat and pressure. Still wailing, the shark unleashed the full brunt of his power, violet energy crackling across his body. The purple power zapped Quetzar once again as he squeezed Thresher, but the dragon didn't let go this time. Instead, he used the pain to increase the power of his deadly hug.
Thresher's yowls became even louder, shattering windows...
... and awakening Rossie.
Climbing from the crater he created when he struck the shattered street, the mighty walrus came across a shocking sight. Quetzar- on fire- wrapped around his partner, who was crying out in pain. After blinking dully for a moment, anger enter Rossie's simple mind.
With an air-shaking bellow, the walrus charged.
Quetzar whipped his head towards Rossie as the great brute thundered towards him. Think fast, the dragon unwound from around Thresher and lifted up into the air. Rossie smashed square into the shark, fur igniting from the flames licking Thresher's mangled armor, and sending both giants toppling to the ground.
As the two floundered about- Thresher calling out horrible curses- Queztar summoned his fiery breath. A jet of fire tearing from his slender jaws, the Sun Warrior began beating his wings, whipping up powerful winds. As the flames and the gust met, a towering spiral of fire formed. The great fire whirl twisted and spun around the street, melting the roadway. Then, Quetzar directed the blazing twister towards Rossie and Thresher...
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 12, 2011 19:37:43 GMT -5
The inferno came down on the pair of Klenthurian warlords in a flash. Mere meters away from the pair, Thresher suddenly thrust his open palm into the air. The cybernetic monstrosity focused his mind, surrounding him and his partner in a protective dome. As the flames came down around them, the shark doused the flames on both he and Rosie. The demon snarled, trying to keep his mind working, but even his powers were being put to the test. The intense heat from the vortex was penetrating the invisible barrier, making the metallic armor of Thresher start to glow dully, sending waves of pain up through his body as the flesh underneath burnt.
Rosie also looked down at his body, looking on as his fur began to smolder like coal. He patted out the embers, but for every area patted down, three more seemed to begin to burn. Worse yet, it looked as if the vortex wouldn’t end! Standing, Thresher collapsed to a knee as he fought to keep the barrier up. He closed his eyes, grunting.
Soon holes in the barrier formed, allowing flames to spill in as if water!
Whips made of fire began to lash through the air, striking both warriors and charring their hides. The walrus snorted in rage, both at the relentless dragon and his partner. But as the pain seemed to go on forever for the shark, the fires began to dwindle. Quetzar’s assault slowly ended, allowing waves of fire to crash on the ground. When the beast saw the pair in the blackened ground, his eyes narrowed. Realizing Thresher saved them both from the blunt of the inferno, he grew even angrier.
“That shit is starting to piss me off!”
Thresher stood up, entire body steaming and hissing. He lowered his hand, ending the barrier. His eyes opened up as he looked up at the serpent. “Do you have any idea who I am?”
The dragon tilted his head.
“I am tired of being the hero in my world. I am the anti-thesis to life. I am Thresher!” The shark snarled, thrusting his other hand up with a crooked claw. Quetzar’s head snapped up, bending back as a force-like grip wrapped around his throat. “And in short you Reptilicus-looking mother fucker, I am going to kill you!”
Thresher’s grip tightened, making the dragon squirm in pain as he felt his windpipe being crushed. The shark wasn’t just strangling him with his mind, he was actually crushing the dragon’s spine, muscles, and throat! Foam began to form at the corners of his maw and that white bubbly liquid turned dark red real quick, spilling crimson falls to the ground hundreds of meters below. The dragon’s tail came up, slapping at the body-less force killing him slowly.
Thresher grinned, his eyes burning red. As the dragon struggled, Thresher’s other hand lifted up, forming a cannon-like weapon. His maw also opened wide, purple bolts of lightning dancing between his black teeth. As the air around the cannon was converted, the beast summoned his most powerful energy stream. And with a thunderous boom that made the ash around him lift up, the twin beams fired! Trapped, the dragon took the full-force of each beam at once! One beam struck his head, engulfing the serpent with a massive explosion of smoke and fire. The second struck his wing, blasting a small hole through the skin! As the dragon roared aloud, Thresher released his grip. The dragon began to fall once again! His broken body smashed hard into the skyscraper, the tip ripping through his side! The building gave way, collapsing like a house of cards…
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2011 21:59:00 GMT -5
Quetzer was half burried under the building after it completly feel.
The whole thing distracted the two. Thresher though began to lose focus. Pain, plus his generator busted up, left him with a few problems to deal with. "Fuck, my head hurts..." He wasnt whining, he was complaining. Slowly he sat onto a building, rubbing his metallic head.
Rosie grunted somthing at him. Thresher shot him a glare. "Hey, unlike you, I dont have a ignorance to pain. Cut me some slack!" He huffed. Then he remembered the crocodile. "Where did that damn overgrown Suchodon wannabe, go?" He looked around. Vastrato had dissapeared. The spot she laid in was empty and she was no where in sight.
"Find her, then make her regret she was born."
Rosie bellowed. He seemed to like that idea and turned his back to Thresher before stomping off into the city. Somthing that would be regretted. It wasnt a few massive feet until Vastrato appeared. But not to Rosie, to thresher! While Thresher was sitting down and regaining his composure, Vastrato had exploded from behind a building(destroying it in the process) and rammed full force into thresher. And she was still going! She kepting stomping along, pushing the unfortunate shark through rows of tall buildings before finally slamming into a skyscraper.
Both Vastrato and Cyber-Thresher feel into its fondation as the building came on both of them and completly burying them both under its ruins.
Rosie had to come back. He pushed his way through buildings till he got to the pile of ruble. Right away he began digging through it to find Thresher or the crocodile, whichever came first.
Vastrato did not dissapoint. Her head lashed out of the ruble and slammed shut right into Rosies hand, teeth peirching into his fur and muscle. Humoring the situation, Rosie just yanked his hand hard and pulled Vastrato out like a fish from the water. From under her, Thresher was laying and seemingly out cold.
Vastrato pulled out into the open, and still latched onto the claw that reached for her. Immediatly she did the crocodile thing. Death Roll. Well, tried too. As she managed to pull her body halfway, Rosie threw a hard slug right into her gut. It didnt do much other then stop her, thanks to her elastic skin. But that gave Vastrato a fair idea. She let go and dropped to her claws.
Rosie was immediatly upon her with a double-hammer fist. She saw this comming and poised her body in what seemed to be the very worst idea ever! Broadside, both fishs came down on her back. Any natural creature would have a busted spine and unavoidable death. This though was not the case... Vastratso back gave, stretchhing like a bungie cord... and the force in Rosie's arms was pushed back. It was as if Rosie attacked a peice of flubbery rubber. His arms came back and the force made him stumble back and almost fall over.
Vastrato shook her body. Any monster that tried such brute force usually got no where. Rosie though was strong enough to make her feel it. Turning to face the furry monolith, Vastrato reared up to her full 90-meters. Rosie stood taller of course, and the two faced each other down. Rosie pulled his injured fist up and pushed it into his palm. With a hard press, he popped it, fallowed by his neck.
Vastrato roared, and leaned over as she burst into a gallop. Rosie did too and began stomping foward to meet in battle. She was first to make a move. Mid-run, she anchored her front claws down and let the force carry her body in a circle, brining her tail about to hit the brute. But Rosie was one step ahead. He reached out, catching the tail. He didnt even budge. Now that he had he, her yanked hard to his left. Like a oversized club, Vastrato went with the force. She was dragged through countless buildings as she was pulled in a 130-degree move through all sorts of debris.
Then Rosie yanked back over his head. Agian, Vastrato was pulled after and overtop Rosies body. She was body slammed hard, her jaws cracking into the ground. Since Rosie had fun doing that, he decided to do it again. He yanked hard... but this time Vastrato grasped the concrete and kept herself from being flung around like a toy.
Rosie kept pulling through. As he did, Vastratos tail stretched. Rose found it amusing and decded to keep pulling and see how long this rubber toy lasted. Vastrato kept herself anchored too. In fact she tried to crawl away. Longer and longer her tail was stretched, until it was three times her own length. Rosie chuckled a low laugh at what seemed to be one of the worst cases of a monsters power he has ever seen.
And he might regret it. Vastrato got a michevious little though... Suddenly she released the ground and let the tension in her tail to rocket her toward Rosie like a sling shot, feet out!
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 12, 2011 23:16:16 GMT -5
Rosie snorted in disappointment when she came flying feet-first into his snout and head, talons bared. The brute had survived a point blank shot of a Sally, better known as an Anti-Kaiju Sniper Rifle, in the old Klenthurian wars. Compared to that, this little enhanced drop kick offered little as her claws tore trenches above his brow and muffled his hair. As she fell flat to the ground, Rosie still held her tail in his mighty hands.
The reptile hissed and rolled over, but before she could move any more, Rosie's left foot came down on her mid-section, pressing her down on the ground. And as Rosie wanted, her four limbs came up to try and pry him off.
Still holding her elastic tail in hand, the walrus used her own stretchiness against her!
With ease, even as her tail struggled, the arctic chimera began to wrap the tail around her legs and arms, hogtying her! The crocodile screeched as she tried to escape, but by the time Rosie was done, she was all his. Stepping back, Rosie smirked as he watched her fingers and toes wiggle, but her limbs completely stuck in the hold.
And then their eyes met...
From the look in the chimera's eye, Vastrato gulped. The brute walked along to the side before leaning down. He reached out, grabbing her throat and, with a squeeze, made her maw pop open. With another roar, he thrust his arm into her maw! The crocodile began to gag as his claws, made to break ice as thick as a building, began to tear trenches through her mouth and throat. As she gagged, saliva and foam was followed by blood as it flowed from the corners.
Vastrato's eyes began to roll up into her head as Rosie began to roll his clawed inside her throat, ripping up the insides. The reptile then gagged again as the walrus began to pull his hand out, ever meter making her gag. With a plop, Rosie yanked his arm out. His fur was smeared with saliva, goo, and mostly blood. In his hand, he held a chunk of raw flesh, torn out from the inside of Vastrato's throat!
Looking down with a grin, Rosie watched the burnt face of Vastrato continue to cough and spit chunks of raw, bloody meat. Inside her throat, it was if someone took a can opener to her.
But the walrus was far from done! With the crocodile still tied up, Rosie again reached down, grabbing her four limbs. Holding on to it with one hand, he hoisted the smaller monster up and, with a show of strength, began to spin. He held her balled body out, slowly picking up speed. Soon he was like a body builder swinging a medicine ball!
Then he released!
The crocodile screamed in pain as she was launched like a cannon ball! The reptile smashed straight through one of the distant buildings, making a hole through the structure. Then she smashed into another, stuck half-way through the building. With her head buried, only her hind end and tied up legs remained sticking out of the structure. Trapped, she was helpless.
Rosie snorted, spitting a wad on the ground and wiping the bloody spit off his arm on to the ground...
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Apr 13, 2011 18:15:49 GMT -5
Smirking, Rossie began to slowly stride towards the trapped Vastrato. The mighty walrus was making quite a show of it too, making the city shudder with each step.
Stop showing off!
Cyber-Thresher gazed sourly at the great mammal, still aching his throbbing head. And stop being so damn loud!
Rossie huffed in disappointment and quickened his pace, swiftly marching to the fallen Vastrato. Cracking his knuckles with a grin, the furred titan prepared to inflict further harm on the rubbery crocodile...
Crimson eyes snapped open.
With a powerful cry that pierce the heavens with its shrillness, Quetzar rose from the rubble he lay in with a sweep of his wings. Rossie and Thresher alike turned sharply. Quetzar stared at them both through narrowed eyes. His rage was gone, replaced with the usual coolness. Blood dripped from the dragon's maw, but his eyes were still strong and noble. Fangs barred, the Sun Warrior rushed Rossie. Snarling viciously, the walrus did the same.
A hollow, pulsating whistle warbled across the empty city as the air rushed through the hole in Quetzar's wing, making the champion's headlong charge an eerie one. Easily twisting around Rossie as the brute lunged at him, Quetzar zipped by the brutal beast and sliced his side open with his broad spines. Rossie stumbled, blood gushing from his open ribs with each clumsy step. Growling loudly, the walrus whipped around. Quetzar banked broadly and came to a hover several hundred meters in front of the furious mammal, already calculating his next move. Rossie didn't bother with any though and charged, shaking the air with a tremendous roar.
STOP!
Rossie paused in mid-stride. Thresher approached the other two giants, eyes slitted with anger. Curling his lips, the ancient shark jerked his head to the side.
Step aside, furball. He's mine.
With a snort of annoyance, Rossie grudgingly did as he was told.
Thresher turned his glare back to Quetzar.
Don't you ever get tired of playing the hero? Nothing good comes from being the good guy, you know.
Quetzar answered carefully. True, there is no real reward. But if one is truly a hero, that matters not.
Thresher sneered. What kinda pussy answer is that?
Quetzar ignored the crude comment. Devil, I care not for names or titles. I judge upon actions. And for your foul acts, you will burn!
As he though the last words of his righteous response, the Sun Warrior flung himself forward like a striking snake. Thresher bellowed in distress as the winged serpent slammed his jaws down around his unarmored throat. Quetzar then pulled his sinuous length around the struggling shark, restricting his movements. A crimson stream flowed into the dragon's mouth, his fangs tearing open Thresher's jugular. Thrashing wildly, Thresher managed to rip one arm free from Quetzar's coils. The nanobots that made up his claws taking a new shape, a gleaming scythe seemed to spontaneously sprout from his hand. With a furious roar, the corrupted guardian hacked down at Quetzar's body. The dragon's flesh was parted with a splash of blood, the sharp blade burying itself deep into his side.The Sun Warrior howled into Thresher's gored throat, his serpentine body going into a small spasm of agony.
Pain fueling his internal furnace, Quetzar unleashed his flames!
A jet of white-hot fire escaped the extraterrestrial defender's jaws. The searing blast flooded Thresher's open throat, scorching his innards and windpipe. As the shark opened his mouth to wail, a tongue of fire curled out! Quetzar poured more and more of his might into the flamethrower, the flames growing hotter and more wild with each passing second. Thresher screamed in utter agony, fire flashing from his gullet and nose.
Fiery breath fading, Queztar released Thresher's throat- which let a small waterfall of blood and shredded flesh splash into the street- and backed away from the berserk shark with a quick sweep of his wings. Pummeling the air downward, the dragon soared into the sky, making a huge loop through the clouds. Furling his wings against his body, the Sun Warrior entered a vertical dive. A shrieking whistle assualted Thresher's ears as air tore through the hole he himself had put in Quetzar's wing.
Becoming a blur of emerald scales and avenging fury, the winged serpent streaked down towards the psychic beast, lowering his skull to become a living battering ram...
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 17, 2011 15:39:42 GMT -5
Thresher could do little as he was carried. He saw what was up ahead: a fairly large building, just begging to be demolished. He closed his red eyes and bit down, ready to take the blow, for he already had a plan! The dragon smashed Thresher skull-first into a roof of the structure. The reptile pulled away, roaring in victory as Thresher continued to rip through the building like a rocket! The entire building exploded out in every direction, sending chunks of rubble miles away.
Before Quetzar even knew it, the street was in complete ruin as other buildings collapsed from the impact. Nothing was visible in the carnage, just dust. Lots and lots of dust. The only sound that came was the shifting of rubble. For seconds, the guardian watched the damage for signs of Thresher.
"Dead yet?"
In response to the dragon's question, the rubble exploded upward. Chunks of all sizes fired upward at blinding speed as if a shotgun had fired! The dragon didn't have time to react as countless bits tore into his flesh at sonic speed, tearing even more holes into his wings! Other pieces stabbed into his body, drawing dozens of crimson streams all over his body. Every inch of Quetzar's body that faced the carnage was now decorated in blood and pieces of debris sticking out of his body.
As the dragon began to loose altitude, his eyes looked down. Thresher stood in the ruin, covered in blood and cybernetic parts sparking. His eyes surged with power and his hands down at his sides, fists clenched.
As blood and smoke spilled from his maw, the shark's eyes looked up to see the dragon's. "Playtime's over!"
Thresher took a step, and then another. In no time he was running forward with a massive stride. The dragon looked down, roaring as he tried to fly upward, but Thresher's grip had him again. With a sickening roar, Thresher sprang upward in a leap, his own mind carrying him higher than most kaiju can jump. In mid-air, his saw-sword began to rev.
The two clashed!
Thresher's arms locked around the sides of Quetzar's, holding tight as he thrust his blade forward! The dragon screamed in agony, coughing up gore as the saw reduced to flesh to hamburger. With a sweep, Thresher tore the blade downward, enlarging the wound. And just as fast as he tore it in, he yanked it out! The saw still revved, spraying Quetzar's blood on both of them!
As warm blood began to fall like water between their entangled bodies, Thresher moved back, his eyes again flashing as his hands took the familiar shape of his cannons. With his foe in such pain, Thresher was able to get around him faster as he powered his weapons. A whistle-like sound called out as the reptile turned around...
And then a brilliant flash......
The three beams fired at once, combining into a single beam of energy! The blast pushed Quetzar to the ground while also tearing new holes all throughout its body! Like a falling bowling ball, the dragon hit the unforgiving street! The arena shook as if an earthquake, but the beams didn't stop. They continued blasting the hero, tearing scales and muscle from its body! After nearly thirty seconds, Thresher's assault slowed to a stop, whips of purple energy dancing between his hand and maw.
He looked down at Quetzar, a sadistic grin creeping across his own bloodied maw as fountains of crimson sprayed up from various wounds with every heart beat. Seeing his prey squirming, Thresher took aim again... ready to repeat the same attack...
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2011 20:07:31 GMT -5
Now Vastrato, all this time while Thresher was having another beat down with Quetzer, was busy tryign to get herself untied from her own damn tail. Given she had no thumbs, that proved to be very hard. But, with effort, she managed to pull her claws free and to straigthen out her own tail. How embaressing. That is if she had any dignity, but she wasnt as caring for such opinions of others due to her being a normal animal in mind. Clever, but normal.
Finally she managed to take notice in the battle that had been going on. Quetzer was on the ground and in bad shape. And Cyber Thresher was about to seal the deal. Vastrato, in her general nature, normally would just give up and go home after all this battling and getting a claw shoved down her throat. On the other hand, she already assumed that woudlent work this time. She couldent just leave the serpent to get killed either.
Thresher had charged up his energies and aimed at the vulnerable serpent. "Snake Skin Boots and a Feathered Cap to match... hehehe." But just before he could try and kill Quetzer, a series of loud cracks had caught his attention. Vastrato had came around to the nearest tower and tore its foundation apart, causing tons and tons of weight to fall down toward the cybernetic abomination. A massive skyscraper was comming down toward him like a falling tree. Naturally, he turned his cannons from the winged snake and to the oncomming man-made tower. He released his cannons and dragged the beams of energy up height of the tower. The blasts stretched across the concrete and steel and tore the structure apart as they ripped through it with such ease, saving him from being crushed and only dropping a shower of debris all over and around him.
Naturally he though it was easy. Of course it wasnt. Vastrato used her brain and came up with a rather good fake-out. Using the falling building, she began to scale it and as it feel, she ran up it with ease. As Threshe destroyed it, she had lept off the edge... And only now did Thresher relize that a massive crocodile was comming down on him like a bird of prey! Out of the cloud of debris she came, claws bared. Thresher stepped back in surprise just as her entire weight came down onto him with enough force to smash him into the ground itself!
A plume of spoke erupted as they both smashed into the ground. As it cleared, Thresher was a few meters into the ground and making half a body print in the concrete. Vastrato didnt stop there either. She carried on with her claws slamming into his head and neck over and over. Sparks flew as her claws abused the metal. Blood and oil spilled out from deep gashs and his mouth in foam form. If it wasnt for Rosie butting in, it would be worse. Rosie came in from the side, slamming his shoulder into the she-crocodile and sending her rolling through a few blocks of buildings. Rosie then leaned down, gently slapping Threshers face to see if he was okay. Thresher seemed dazed and in bad shape too. His eyes were unfocused to start with, and he his face was dented all up. The walrus was rathered irked now. He wasnt totally heartless and rough after all, he did have this one freind which was now pretty banged up. He sat thresher up and leaned him on a building, he turned to go back to the crocodile.
Vastrato just got up from getting rolled. Shaking her head off, she issued the challenge to the mammal. Rosie returned by charging like a football player on the rampage. Vastrato charged as well... this time though, she wasnt going to open herself up to get tied up. As the two approached, Vastrato pivoted weight onto her forclaws again. Only this time, she lowered her body low to the groind and stretched her body out to make a high tension barrier, much like a wrestling ring rope. She was trying to trip Rosie over her body, or at least make him bounce back with her rubbery qualities...
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Post by Omegarex24 on Apr 18, 2011 7:34:22 GMT -5
3 more posts and I'm gonna call this one.
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 18, 2011 19:19:03 GMT -5
Vastrato's plan worked and Thresher's ankles tripped over her lengthy body. With a loud grunt, he crashed down, face-first! As a cloud of dust rose up from the impact and Rosie shook his blood smeared head, Vastrato was on him! The fierce reptile leaped on his back, biting and slashing away at his shoulders and spine. The walrus snarled in rage, pushing himself up, but the animal remained attached, claws scratching like a frenzied cat. But as Rosie stumbled around, reaching around, he finally got a firm grip on her sides. With vicious sounds, he began to pull at the reptile, but her limbs stretched out like rubber! Growing more annoyed, Rosie snarled and pulled his arms away from her side. As she continued to gnaw at his shoulder, a wash of crimson flowing over his back and shoulders, he suddenly fell backward... Vastrato was flattened against the cold ground, sandwiched between it and Rosie's weight once again. With a satisfied snarl, Rosie rolled over to the side. The crocodile disconnected, limbs pulling back into place as her eyes rolled. Rosie remained on his hands and knees, lips twitching with rage as he rubbed his wounded shoulders. He looked at the reptile with anger... It was time to end this. The walrus stood up with a huff, spitting a wad of saliva and rolling his shoulders. As Vastrato rolled over onto her side and prepared to stand, Rosie's firm grip grasped her tail once again. With a quick tug, Rosie yanked her up and into the air. As soon as she was airborne, Rosie smashed her back down! The crocodile's body spread out in every direction as her maw released a yelp and a quick spray of blood. But as soon as she finished, Rosie lifted her back up again and repeated the process, this time releasing her tail. As she lay still, crimson blood pooling under her jaws, Rosie walked around in front of her. He shoved her shoulder with his foot, making her stir. As she began to move, Rosie reached down, gripping the sides of her head. With a snarl, he lifted her up, placing her head between his legs once again. This time, however, his arms grabbed her sides. With a snarl, Rosie looked into the sky. Holding her still, he rolled her up her body until she sat on his shoulders, crotch facing his face. Then, still holding her sides, he pushed her higher into the air. With another roar, he leaned forward and thrust her down back first, delivering the biggest last ride power bomb in the world! Vastrato's body was hammered on the ground, the force of the slam making the street fracture and split apart! With a satisfied grunt, Rosie slowly walked back, watching for movement. (OOC: Last Ride Power Bomb: www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZqCXGEtR5I )
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Apr 19, 2011 16:45:38 GMT -5
Grumbling vulgarities to himself, Cyber-Thresher rose back to his feet. The shark cast a sharp glance at Rosie.
You get the overgrown rubber band?
Rosie grinned and rolled his shoulders.
Good. Not let's kill that damn grass snake.
Claws crackling with power, Thresher strode to where he left Quetzar, gored and bleeding. The dragon was gone.
Aw fuck...
Lip twitching in anger, the corrupt guardian turned back to Rosie.
Keep your eyes open. That winged bastard is up again.
The walrus grunted, nodding his savage head. Spreading out, the partners searched for Queztar, aware and alert. But they wouldn't find him. They couldn't. That was because the Sun Warrior was miles above their heads, above the clouds in fact. Wings spread wide as he glided in a broad circle, the draconic beast absorbed as much sunlight as he could, preparing for one last good attack on the pair. That's probably all he could muster.
Feeling his energy reach its peak, Quetzar tucked in his wings and dove.
As he kicked over another building in frustration, a familiar whistling found Thresher's ears. The shark cursed. A thought, strong and directed, floated into his mind.
I will not let you win, devil.
Before Thresher could call out to Rosie, a huge jet of fire tore from the sky and engulfed him completely. Parting the clouds like a rocket, Quetzar screamed down from the heavens, still vomiting flames. As he drew closer to Thresher, his flames grew hotter. The shark howled in pain as his entire body was scalded. Stopping just before striking the ground, Quetzar circled around the screaming cyborg, fire continuing to scorch the beast. Thresher stumbled around blindly as his flesh was cooked and his metal components heated until they were soft and malleable, glowing a harsh red.
That's when the Sun Warrior struck.
Snapping his jaws shut and launching himself at Thresher, Quetzar wrapped himself around the shark, constricting him again. But this time, the cybernetic parts on the aquatic demon gave no protection against Quetzar's grip. Instead, it easily bent and pressed into Thresher's vulnerable flesh. The shark wailed as he was crushed and branded by the robotic parts that had given him a second chance at life. Quetzar only squeezed harder in response, hoping to cripple of immobilize Thresher.
Seeing his partner and friend in trouble, Rosie lower his head, kicked up some dust, and charged like a crazed bull.
Quetzar almost lost his grip on Thresher when Rosie tackled him, wrapping powerful claws around his throat. Strangling the dragon, the mighty walrus drew back a fist and socked Quetzar across the face. Blood was splattered across his knuckles, speckling the cityscape with crimson dots. Before the brute could hit him again, Quetzar unlooped his tail from around Thresher and lashed out. The dragon's plumed tail swiftly curled around the back of Rosie's skull and jerked forward. Taken off guard, the arctic warrior stumbled...
... and had his face forcefully pressed into Thresher's white-hot body.
Both beast began to bellow- Thresher in pain, Rosie in outrage- squirming and struggling under Quetzar's coils. The winged serpent himself would scream as well, but Rosie was still choking him, long claws biting into his neck. With a quick twist of his slender head, the Sun Warrior managed to yank himself free from the walrus's deadly grip. Liquid fire rising in his throat, the dragon belched out a great geyser of napalm straight up. The burning liquid traveled high into the air, and then fell, raining down towards the dueling giants...
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 19, 2011 18:13:05 GMT -5
Thresher was in too much pain to do anything about it and the liquid fire came down like a spring shower! As the flames flowed onto his body, the cyborg screamed in both pain in rage. As both Thresher and Rosie were engulfed in pure hell, Quetzar managed to pull away from the walrus as his focus was lost on patting out the fires building on his body. The dragon fell against the cold ground, eyes watching as both Thresher and Rosie vanished from view. Inside the blaze, Thresher collapsed to a knee. Blood and gore fell from his maw as his eyes focused his mind. As wisps of flame danced on his and Rosie's body, the ancient evil lifted his hand and parted his finger. As if a gust of wind blew through the inferno, the walls of fire parted and died. A loud SWOOSH sound rang loud, making Quetzar raise his head. "You're strong." Thresher said, standing up next to Rosie and biting through the pain in his body. The statement caught Quetzar off guard, making him raise a brow and tilt his head. "But not strong enough." The sun dragon snorted, blowing black smoke through his nostrils. With a banshee-like scream, the serpent charged forth again in what would possibly be its last attack, possibly of its life. His body bursting into flames! As it got to the half-way mark, Thresher's eyes flashed again and he lifted his hand, stopping the reptile in its track! "Face me, demon!" The hero shouted. Thresher smirked as he lifted his hand, pulling the monster higher into the air. "What, are ya' gonna' blast me again!? Pathetic!" Thresher lowered his hand, but kept his eyes locked on his foe. Like a conductor, his hands moved to the side, pointing outward. As the dragon struggled and watched, Thresher's hands began to shake as if yanking something. Then, a loud crack followed... Stopping his struggle for a brief moment, the hero looked to each side. His eyes grew wide as he witnessed two massive buildings on the opposite sides of Thresher lift up from the ground as if gravity was just turned off! The dragon already knew what was going to happen and began to fight back even stronger, but Thresher's mind was more powerful than any monster's mere strength, even Rosie's! His hands flattening out, Thresher hovered the buildings over the street, gigantic shadows passing over the fallen Vastrato. Soon, the buildings hovered on the left and right sides of Quetzar. The dragon snarled in rage, plumes of fire rising from his maw. His wings flapped, but he wasn't going anywhere! "I hope you believe in God, 'cause I'm going to send you to meet him!" Thresher snarled, clapping his hands! The huge buildings crashed into one another, smashing Quetzar on each side! With Thresher's hold off, the three began to fall, but Quetzar was gone! His body pinned between the two buildings until they fell on the Earth, shattering like glass! As a cloud of dust and smoke flowed in every direction, Thresher turned around, smirking. "I guess we win." Before Rosie could respond, Vastrato charged between them, lashing out with deadly claws and gashing the walrus' chest! She continued to run forward as Rosie howled in rage and stumbled back a few dozen yards. As distance grew between Rosie and Thresher, Vastrato spun around ready to repeat her attack. "3-D." Rosie understood the meaning and nodded before growling. As Vastrato charged forth again, both Rosie began to run toward Vastrato as Thresher came in at an angle. The reptile bared her claws, ready to slash and gash, but as she met Rosie, the reptile simply grabbed her and lifted her up over his head. Thresher came in from the side and leaped upward, wrapping his arms across Vastrato's body as Rosie released her, giving her to Thresher! The shark used his mind to flip her up higher before coming down, smashing her snout-first into the ground! Her body hit after, arching in pain as she was flattened against the Earth! Quickly rolling to the side, Thresher got on a knee, eyes surging with power... (OOC: 3D: www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZh7DXalxk0 )
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Post by Omegarex24 on Apr 21, 2011 0:05:29 GMT -5
"Attention! This match has concluded as a draw! All participants return to their quarters immediately."
((The reason being that the fight was fairly evenly matched. Vastrato's elasticity and Rosie's general damage soak abilities enabled the two of them to keep going, while Thresher and Quetzar threw down the real firepower. And both sides put on a real good show, what with Rosie's use of wrestling moves and some of the creative tactics that Hayes and Dom came up with.))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2011 0:14:10 GMT -5
(Epic, great fight MM.)
Vastrato, sore as could be, should be thankful for her one of a kind abilties of being elastic. All that abuse would have probably killed any other monster or at least put them into some sort of super-coma. Pulling her head from the ground, she swung around. She heard the words and reconized them. However, she was wary. very wary. She lowered her head and lifted her tail, slamming it down with a massive thud and fallowed by several hisses and clakes of her jaw in a threat display toward Rosie. she just wanted to make sure he wouldent fallow, as she backed up the teleporting light behind.
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Once back, she was in her regeneration tank, resting. Particularlly swallowing the regernative green liquid for her torn up throat. Slowly though she was healing and was even comfterable enough to fall asleep in the tank...
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