As she lunged up at him, bringing down her weapon with all of her force plus gravity, the blinding light made her grunt in pain as she winced, cutting 'through' him as she landed and suddenly felt a very painful smack on her head. She gripped her scythe much harder and immediately twisted in place at the waist, swinging the weapon around to slash at his thighs given the height gap, attacking as he was saying something about Round 2 with her. "Ohhoho no~ You see what's gonna happen is that I'm gonna beat yer a**, and then I'm gonna see how much blood comes out of that over sized body of yers~!" She as giggling, getting back into her bloodthirsty groove like she had back with that cute marine girl. She spun her Scythe freely in her hand for a moment before she paused and blinked, looking down as she started to notice some weird gooey s**t all over the ground. "Huh...What the ******** class="quote">
Chaos Reclaimer
Genji Gincosu
Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2018 10:03 pm
-------- His pole spun, blocking her scythe with a schwoom. His fingers spun the pool in a nice circle, keeping him defended from her slash. This was fun, but something was pooling under him. It felt wet, too wet. He wasn't happy, and looked down to goo below them. In his mind, he felt he knew this, but he looked to Komachi, shrugged and pushed off away from her with his pole. He pointed a finger at her, a small charge of light before it shot off at her. He aimed for her knee, landing the full eleven feet of the poll away. His feet glowed with a burning yellow light, his eyes looking for the source of goo.
Oh man, not you." His words dramatic but more sad.
He didn't want to have to hurt or even deal with Zhele, but he would do his best to fight only Komachi.
"I don't think we will ever have a one on one honestly. It's a tension thing or something" He said smiling.
He grabbed his poll, spinning it as it turned into a scythe, a quick jab at her ability to wield one. He then spun it and the sharp part faded. He winked at her, ready for the next move. --------
ooc: 422/350 Major Destruction all done together. :3
--------Zhele shifted as energy beams fired around Komachi, landing near the squid-girl's marshy body. Both of them looked equally confused by the swamp pooling around their feet, Komachi simply swearing as she looked down as if she had just stepped in dog feces. She pouted as Jurualum jumped away, tentacles stretching from the depths of the goo. They shot forward! Grasping at his ankles and wrapping around nothing but thin air! Damnit! She swore in her head, scowling cutely as she splashed the watery, black swamp in front of her with a fist. Two tentacles continued to waver, swaying back and forth at the edge of the goo. Caressed Komachi's leg, sliding up the side, but otherwise leaving her unhindered. The bumping suckered flesh slid slowly up pale skin, leaving a cool trail of slime behind it. Zhele shot Komachi a look in the heat of the little spat going on, a spicy little bite of the lip and a subtle wink. "Later~", she mouthed. But, her attention quickly went back to Juru in front of her, now eleven feet away, just on the outskirts of her pooled lower half. A rubbery, lashing limb slithered across the ground at him trying to slither up his ankle much like the time back at the Baratie. "Jurualum! Don't you want to be a part of my collection~?!" She screeched, clasping her hands between her breasts in a pleading motion.
She was admittedly surprised that he was able to block her swing around considering she had interrupted him saying something that she wasn't listening to. But their weapons clashing only made her narrow her eyes. "tch..." He pole vaulted away with his wannabe light saber staff thing before he pointed at her. She had just enough familiarity with him now to know that he could just use literal finger guns but with lasers. It was kind of a cool power truthfully but no ******** way would she ever admit it to this sack of s**t.
Just as the beam was fired, she had managed to yank her legs through the muck to shift herself over, the beam actually blasting a hole through her skirt which was the thank for his inaccurate aim to her leg anyways. "Hey!" She yelled at him and then he mocked her scythe with his power and she really grit her teeth. But in that moment she paused. She blinked and felt something cool curling up her leg, wrapping about it as she shivered a bit, looking over as she had noticed Zhele come closer. That sexy lip bite and the mouthed promise to Komachi only made her take a deeper breath as her mind was quickly flooded with so many dirty, lewd thoughts and ideas just then. Her grip on her scythe handle only tightened.
Blood lust normally already aroused Komachi to start with when she got like this. She had nearly molested that Marine girl after all. But now she was doubly aroused and out for blood. A dangerous combination as she started to spin her scythe around in her right hand rapidly, making a slight wind as she started walking towards Jurulum now, licking her lips. "First things first, I'm gonna show your twink a** how to actually use one of these~ Then I'm gonna see how much lovely red I can get to come out of you~ And then I'm going to lick that blood off my fingers before I ******** her brains out~" She smirked, getting closer as she walked towards him, scythe spinning rapidly and threatening to slice him from her right side alone just by her walking near his larger form.
-------- This was good. An opponent! Someone to deal blows with! He had shot through her skirt, a good sign. He just needed to put in more aim and not be so--What was that feeling going up his leg! He spun, the pole of light attacking the ground under him. This sticky goo was being highly annoying, and he wasn't a fan of being in a two on one. He had some distance, but he didn't want to hit Zhele. Was she fighting both of them? Didn't seem like it...Or maybe that was her angle? Didn't matter, the pole of light spun, and Juru pointed it at Komachi.
"Red is my favorite color" He joked, pulling back his leg.
When he kicked his leg forward, an arc of energy would be sent flying towards Komachi. One would notice its cutting ability as it tore through the wind, coming for Komachi fast. He turned his head to Zhele for a second, thinking about his next move. She could be next.
"Maybe I could start a collection with you?" He asked, the pole spinning between his fingers again. --------
--------Zhele's face turned completely dark as blood rushed to her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Komachi had just publicly, and loudly, declared that her and Zhele would be spending some very intimate quality time together later. Sure, Zhele had given her some very strong hints, but she had at least tried to be subtle about it damn it! "K-k-komachi..!" She squealed, holding her hands to her face as she felt the fumes practically floating from her scorching countenance.
---------Jurualum pulled his leg back in response to Zhele attempting to grab it with her tentacle. She huffed in annoyance, frustration, and some part arousal. Peeking through fingers, Zhele continued to mostly hide her embarrassed face as she slid forward. One of her tentacles coiled itself inwards, goop collecting in its curling flesh. "I already have a collection!" She growled as she flung the swampy mess at him. "How do I know what you would add wouldn't be junk~!?" Her trembling voice would echo the arc of energy from his leg kicked forward, flying through the air towards Komachi.
Her eye twitched a bit at his words. How dare he share favorite colors with her!? That sick ********! She wanted him to suffer even more now as she gets closer to him while he took a step back. When he kicked a laser beam at her again, and then turned his attention over to the hottie that Komachi had promised to ******** senseless. Taking his attention away was all she needed as she suddenly sped up from her slow pace. She sidestepped the laser, her flowing dress taking another burn hole as she stopped spinning her scythe and suddenly slashed it at the back of his closer knee while he faced Zhele, discussing a collection or something else. Being half his size and all and him busy trying to talk to the flustered and sexy squid girl should be sufficient distraction for her to land a physical blow this time.
-------- Less clothing, more blood! More blood! Less clothing! She had cut him, sure, she had, but he was ready for her. He didn't even stop when she came towards him, even watching her side step his kick. Not getting hit would be annoying, because then he couldn't feel -- Schling! the sound of scythe hitting his leg. He grit his teeth, spinning his leg kicking up blood from his now bleeding back knee. He was aiming to not only throw blood, but slam his foot into her head, knock her into the murk that Zhele was making. Of course, as he spun, a finger pointed at Zhele.
"Junk doesn't fight back" He smirked, bloodlust in his eyes.
With those words, his blunt weapon turned into a spear, the momentum of the spin enough to send the spear flying at Zhele. He spun his fingers, making another pole almost instantly. Maybe he could get rid of Zhele and just have a fair fight with Komachi, but he knew this wasn't the end. If anything, he had started something way worse. Also, Komachi had stole what he was working for. Might as well take them both out. --------
--------Junk doesn't fight back. Pffft. He was trying to act all edgy. Zhele smirked, though the expression widened into surprise as a spear of light flew towards her. At the last moment, before the spear pierced her beautiful face, Zhele's head seemed to split. Two mucky halves hung by drippy threads as the spear passed between her eyes. Zhele fell forward as the spear was spat out behind her, placing her hands on the ground. As Juru attempted to push Komachi into her own muck, the tentacled girl would move it out from beneath the drunkard. Really? It was part of her, did he really think he could take advantage of it like that? At the same time, she would slide the swamp beneath him as the two grappled: attempting to ensnare his legs.
Yes! Finally! Some sweet, beautiful, glistening in the sunlight red! Komachi's eyes lit up as she saw some blood finally as she had sliced him. Unfortunately for Jurulum, that was a pretty important tendon for making proper use of that leg. Unfortunately for Komachi, he wasn't using it properly so much as whipping it about like a limp weapon, so the lack tendon use actually wasn't relevant in this exact moment. Fortunately for Komachi though, in order for him to properly spin his leg about to hit her in said condition, he'd have to do a full rotation the other way first, which gave her plenty of time to duck under the roundhouse kick while she watched him try to spear her new girlfriend. Ok so they weren't like official but she already said she was gonna ******** that slut's brains out and dammit that was what she was gonna do!
Thanks to his delayed kick, and the time he spent attacking the gooey sexy fish b***h to the side, Komachi should have another opening as she licked her lips, red blood sliding down the blade of her beloved Scythe. "One leg crippled~ How about I Just remove the other~!?" She asked, giggling as her face seemed mildly insane at least as she swings her weapon around his leg this time, the inside blade just behind Jurulum's good leg before Komachi's foot came thrusting in a front stomp against his thigh in an attempt to 'scissor' his upper leg into her weapon and sever the limb entirely.
-------- So he had gotten cut in his leg, so what? So he needed it! So what? He had done things on less! She dodged, which was what he more or less expected. Even Zhele was splitting apart. Wait. She was splitting apart!? Ok, wait. Maybe this was a bad situation. Why was he always going into two on ones? With women? Always women!? Oh well, down he went, the slash tearing through his leg.
"Oh no!" He said sarcastically, his leg splitting away in light.
He turned, falling. As he fell, he shot a beam of light, his finger extended so close to Komachi's chest he was practically poking her n****e. Out flew the beam, shooting right for her heart. He smirked, and since his feet had been messed up due to Komachi, he wouldn't have to worry about the tendrils now would he? For as they grabbed light, he split apart into a burst of butterflies, flying upward. He stood in the air for a second, ten feet above them, reforming from his lost limb.
"Problematic, but how much Sake am I going to be owing you?" Juru asked on his descendant down.
Of course, he wouldn't just fall without doing something, forming a bow from his fingers. The light shined and down came a barrage of light arrows towards the ground. He spun, creating a light show down below to the two below him. It was an attempt, but in this situation, he knew the numbers would shift the tide of this battle.
--------Zhele started to notice something with Jurualum's attacks. They were only travelling in straight lines. Or rather, that was all they seemed capable of doing.
--------She had little time to contemplate that as Jurualum aimed a shot directly at Komachi's chest. "NoooOOOOO!" She screamed, the heart-wrenching wail piercing the air as she lunged forward. Of course, she wasn't fast enough to stop that.
--------For some inexplicable reason, Jurualum would aim arrows at the ground. But, Zhele was not there, and he had already potentially shot Komachi. Whatever he was planning, he would have to think fast as Zhele descended upon him, having launched herself into the air. Now, she was almost entirely swamp, the spherical mass of ten foot diameter goo descending directly towards Jurualum's head.
She noticed the severed leg didn't bleed at all and it immediately irritated her. How dare he not bleed for her!? After everything he's done to her, he should be begging to let her slice open the artery in his neck and dance in the fountain of gushing blood! Her eyes narrowed at him as she had now decided that he must suffer a fate worse than death. Her body started to shift, which was good timing as he blasted her through the heart, resulting in a very enraged reaction from the squid girl. Komachi was busy being blasted to deal with it as she seemed to fall back, a large open hole in her left chest area as she fell to the ground and he floated up. The red haired reaper however was on her back as light arrows would be launched at the ground towards her. More holes formed in her body as the beams shot into the ground and Komachi sighed, her body standing up as her sandy holes began sealing up. Her eyes turned even more crazed than ever before as she held her scythe over her shoulder with her right hand and she chuckled, palm thrusting the ground with her left hand
"I'll just be paying for my drinks with whatever I find from your corpse!" She shouted as her hand began to do its job. The ground immediately started to die around her hand, spreading outwards rapidly from from herself in all directions. The ground quickly died out and dried up, turning into sand. This small desert grew, killing the ground and it was a good thing Zehele had jumped up as any left behind swamp she had formed was dried up as well as Komachi desertified the town quite rapidly, her feet sinking slightly into the sand as she smirked. Her hand pushed into the sand slightly, a small ripple forming before she yanked up, throwing her hand palm up skywards as she ripped out a small twister of sand that immediately began expanding outwards in all direction. She started laughing out loud as the sandstorm began to grow, enveloping all three of them, growing larger and stronger as the winds picked up, vision becoming more obscured. She continued to grow the sandstorm out around them all, the other two would quickly begin to suffer the side effects of the biting, striking sand. It was coast, and rough, and irritating, and it was getting everywhere. Sticking around would likely wear them out quite quickly.
A Strike of lightning shot through the sky, searching the island before finding itself land at the edge of what seemed to be a, randomly appearing sand or desert area, the lightning formed into Hammond, who stood on the edge, not touching the sand "This is quite odd, an event like this doesn't seem natural for the East Blue..." he got lost in his thought for a moment.
A storm was growing before him, tons of sand and debris flying through the air "No, this is bad. If someone's behind this, I can't let them leave..." he added, moving forward into the storm, hoping the arrival of Commander Enka would happen soon. He would easily phase any dangers that would hit him as he entered. The faded sight before him were of three figures as he approached. He would move his hands, before letting out three loud thunderous-sized claps "This is really impressive!" he shouted 'Actually this really is, I've never considered something of this size for myself, I should look into it!' he thought, awaiting to see what would happen next.
-------- His fate would never be to fight a woman, or Komachi one on one. It was simple, he was just cursed to simply deal with that of fighting her with others, or something happening. Last time he had gone to jail and now, maybe, just maybe, he could feel himself having to go again. He had broken out once though, so hey, there was that. Zhele was coming for him, his downward light barrage not a thing to keep her from coming up at him. He thought maybe that was a big foolish, but she had gotten into his space now, he could maybe take her out. The best part, was that Komachi wasn't a normal girl, she was gifted like Juru, and well...Zhele. Normal was boring and it seemed none of them would be leaving normal. Of course, he had made Komachi way more angry than possible, and now a huge sandstorm was raging through the city.
"It doesn't have to be like this!" He shouts through the madness, but his words are probably lost through the storm.
It sounded like he was backing out, but more, if they destroyed the island, where would they fight? Her having sand, the whole floor was not the best, so he just had to heat it up. Stupid he was, but heat made glass! How did he know this? Weapon making in the pits was a nice extracurricular! He charged a beam downwards, aiming towards his spot of arrival. Zigzagging, down a little pile of glass platform would be made for him. He turned, looking towards the sounds of thunder.
"Probably us..." He stated, looking to the new person to come deal with them.
'I got it." Juru shouted, turning, throwing a spear of light at the new guy.
The spear was aimed for his chest, straight through the center.
"Personal thing going on here! You will die! Go away!" Juru shouted through the nonsense.
Another one joining in? Who's side would they be on? Sure it wouldn't be Juru's so...Who knew.
