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Post by Blerhwave on Apr 25, 2012 8:19:00 GMT -5
very good, sirs. i'll wait to make our thread too, guys
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Post by The Great MM on Apr 28, 2012 18:59:23 GMT -5
Rosie has had enough of this match and the damn UCA. Fighting to his feet, all his ferocious mind could think about now was violence. 100%, unfilted violence! Daemonuse came swooping in, claws ready to rip and slash! The great white walrus braced himself, planting both feet in the soil and reaching out. His hands clenched around the scythe, squeezing tight.
The spirit serpent's speed made the walrus spin around several times, but the demon was caught! As the inertia stopped, Rosie began to thrash, twisting and tugging at the arm. He used his left hand to smash into the joint like a hammer.
Without any fear of repercussion, Rosie stomped his foot and pulled one final time... and with it came Daemonuse's arm! The demon screamed, not from the pain, but the sheer horror and shock. The nightmare creature fell back, fountains of gore spraying from the stump.
Left holding the arm, Rosie cast it to the ground and roared...
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Post by Blerhwave on Apr 28, 2012 20:21:20 GMT -5
Daemonuse raises a non-existant eyebrow to what just happened. His arm will reattach, no problem. He's actually impressed that Rosie would go so far as to break the rules to punish him so wickedly. "Mmm... I like you, mammal. Might as well get both of us disqualified, because I can't see why you should go down for acting on instinct."
Daemonuse slithers forward and with an umbra manifested replacement arm, leans forward to balance his body with his upper-body and claws dug into the ground. His tail waves in the air, then prepares to strike like a scorpion's tail, before actually striking. The appendage pierces through Rosie's stomach. Shadows have pushed vital organs to the side so the limb can impale straight through. A gory spray erupts, to Daemonuse's satisfaction.
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Post by Fainis the Sadistic Pansexual on Apr 28, 2012 20:41:11 GMT -5
"CEASE COMBAT," came the Annoumcer's voice like a thunderbolt, originating from a hidden speaker beneath a nearby boulder. Rosie's great head swung towards the sound, and the living monolith began striding towards it. "UNNECESSARY BRUTALITY ON PART OF BOTH COMBATANTS! THIS MATCH IS OV-"
A fist made up of snow white fur and 'berg-breaking claws came down upon the boulder, crushing it- and the speaker- into rubble. The Klenthurian gladiator howled in victory and the serpentine demon snickered in turn, but that act of rebellion had just sealed their fates.
From all around the rocky terrain rose weapons of unimaginable size and strength, some outweighing their soon-to-be victims. Wasting no time, the enormous arsenal opened fire. Vast anti-kaiju hammered dense flesh, missiles half the giants' height bore into the pair with fountains of gore and fire, and a variety of rays and beam danced across the pale pelt and dark scales like a deadly light show. Rosie tried wading through the unholy barrage, towards the weapons themselves, but even the famed Rosmarus Maximus could not endure the full fury of the UCA. With a scream that sprayed blood and spittle, Rosie fell, toppling like a captured fortress. The walrus was unconscious before he even hit the ground, his body torn asunder and his blood washing across the barren earth in a crimson tide. Daemonuse fell soon afterwards, the umbra shield he had taken cover under torn to shreds and bits of his body rained across the battlefield.
The Announcer spoke again, his voice now ushered from beneath a different rock formation. "As I was saying, this match is over. That is all."
The weapons withdrew into their hiding places, and twin spears of light cut through the heavens to transport the mutilated combatants back to the Hub.
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