A Game of Gods: Infinities

Cloud shook his head to clear it, then nodded. "Right!" He raised his assault, then, after a moment of consideration, lowered it and put his helmet on, then tied his bandana around his mouth, hopefully to shield himself from whatever that power was.

He ran over to the barrels, flicked the safety off his rifle, and unloaded several rounds into the them, swinging the gun in an arc.

Sora fell out of the portal with everyone else, but was a bit dazed from the fall.

Needless to say, the talking sponge surrounded by gangsters was kind of strange.

Then bullets started flying everywhere,and the talking sponge started flying towards a near by window.

Summoning his Keyblade, Sora charged at a nearby mook, knocking him over. He then noticed Spongebob flying towards the window.

"Hey!" Sora yelled, ducking through the torrent of bullets. "He's getting away!"

Celty flinched as the bullets started flying, the sound of almost a dozen automatic weapons firing in the confined space of the factory almost deafening. Deciding that mounting Shooter in the close confines would be a bad idea, she instead gave the headless horse a light pat on the flank and leapt forward.

Damnit, they'll cut us to peices! She thought frantically, leaping behind the cover of the factory machinery. As she moved, a stream of black smoke shot out of her sleeve and congealed in her right hand, quickly forming a long, pitch-black scythe. Looking up, she spotted the goons on the catwalk and waved one hand, emitting another streamer of smoke that billowed out to engulf the shooters up above. The result was a cloud of translucent darkness - not enough to block their vision, but enough to make everything seem like the lights had just gone out again.

Meanwhile, Shooter had made his way around the side of the line of gangsters. The gunman on the end would find himself suddenly overshadowed by a screaming, pitch-back warhorse with no head◊, kicking its hooves at his chest.

edited 7th Jan '13 12:41:51 AM by Gaunt88

Rey had seemed far more interested in just walking away from this whole mess than getting involved, but the instant that bullets started firing, his eyes flared red just as the visor on his helmet snapped down, and he drew his fists up quickly, drawing up a shimmering black shield of shadows around himself, tone going from exasperated to furious nearly immediately.

"You goddamn stupid piece of-!" He dropped the shield, glaring around, then turning his attention to the sponge itself, grabbing the crowbar and twirling up a wad of the flesh-devouring shadows on it, launching the disk of blackness towards Spongebob, apparently already intent on a kill. "To think I bought your crappy merchandise for my kids!"

Narancia jumped back as soon as the gunfire started raining down on them and scrambled to get behind cover, one of the support beams along the walls. Luckily he was thin enough to hide himself behind it. He wasn't really surprised that things went this way to be honest. That sponge didn't really give the image of sanity just by looking at him. The teen flinched to the side as a bullet ricocheted near his location.

He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly Aerosmith faded in front in front of him and flew up into the air. He should have enough range to cover this entire building without needing to move. The small plane flew up to the rafters and above the gangsters. With a quick swoop it dove towards a line of them and opened fire, pelting a group of the gangsters with bullets and flying past.

It was quiet in the castle. Maybe a little to quiet for Erio's liking.

Then again if I'm trying to avoid being seen like this, maybe that's a good thing.

Slowly, he slipped into the kitchen, while at the same time attempting to make sure anyone who might have been in there didn't see him.

This probably wouldn't go as well as he'd hoped.

Smirking, Envy launched himself towards the nearest thug, all the while begrudgingly avoiding the incoming spray of bullets along the way, with some of them manage to graze him but not enough to cause any significant damage. While normally a regular homunculus such as himself doesn't need to worry about these sort of attack before, Envy had already noted that his body isn't what it used to be after he got dragged into this mess. With his regenerative properties no longer working properly, he had to be careful of his 'mortal' form until he found an alternative source to empower his Philosopher Stone which, Envy speculated, won't likely happen anytime soon.

Once he got close enough, Envy proceeded to severely pierce through thug's weapon hand with his arm blade, causing him to drop his weapon due to the pain though making sure the wound is not enough to kill him off just yet. Pulling out his now blood soaked blade, Envy covered the thug's neck with his arm while turning him around, facing him towards the enemies' line of fire. Hopefully, the said thug's allies treat him more than just mere expendables. If not, well hey, he can always be used as a meatshield for the impending gunfire.

"Run for cover!" Shotaro said to Fluttershy as he flicked his wrist. He then ran to a group of mooks, several of them firing all at once to the Rider, though the bullets had little effect on the armor. He then pulled off a jumping roundhouse kick near the mooks. Though the kick didn't do anything physically, it did cause a gust of wind to come and knock the guns out of their hands.

Fluttershy flinched and ducked when the shooting started.....though when she looked up, she found Cletus was the only one that started shooting. "Um.....was that necessary?" she asked the Courier.

And then the shooting started for real. Fluttershy "EEP!"'ed and ducked down again, her shield flaring up as she covered her eyes with her hooves. Compared to the attacks wrought by a giant planet devouring space tick, being pelted by tommy gun bullets was completely minor. Though the shield had the affect of causing the bullets to ricochet, hitting the walls, machinery, and even the mooks themselves. The pony managed to take out three mooks just by the ricochet alone, with two of them getting hit in the shoulder and one in the knee.

edited 7th Jan '13 8:37:13 AM by UdtheImp

... That's right, the Servant, the Servant who looked like Saber... Rin hadn't had a chance to address that before Yee had spoken to her and Kohaku had dragged her down to the kitchen. It was... almost surreal, really. The Servant held an appearance undeniably similar to that of Saber, but... well, their outfit was different, for one thing. And there was certain other differences... and she was shorter. Saber was small, but this girl was smaller. Well, at least in... most areas. It was difficult to deny it, she was... she was very pretty...

However, it was far more important to focus on the situation at hand. Rin couldn't be focusing entirely on how pretty this Servant was, she had asked a question. A question regarding her involvement in the Holy Grail War.

"I was a Master in the Holy Grail War," Rin began, "You look like Saber, Kohaku's Serv-"

She was interrupted by a sound like cracking glass. Swiftly, Rin turned to face the source of the sound.

In mid-air, cracks, like those in glass, spiderwebbed out from a single point. The jagged lines reached a certain point away from the center, and then the entire space fragmented, leaving a jagged hole in the air.

Beyond, there was a faint orange light, and nothing more.

Johnny, at this point, was cowering under some machinery, his guitar alongside him. He wasn't a fighter, he wasn't a person who knew how to kill. He was a fucking nobody, and like a nobody he was hiding while the somebodies did stuff and fought the good fight.

The bile began to rise in his throat as he watched the bodies fall...

A sound of clanking boots could be heard walking down the corridor outside. Garland, who had been walking around the castle alone for a while, was heading outside to answer the pull he felt towards the portal. As he passed by the kitchen, however, he heard the sound of glass breaking and reflexively turned his head to look.

"That doesn't look like the normal portals." he remarked to the mostly-unfamiliar crowd. The summons was calling him somewhere else, but he didn't feel like being around the rest of the group at the moment.

"...It may be worth investigating."

Seeing that, yet again, diplomacy had failed, Jack resigned himself to a fight and drew his sword. Charging towards their foes, zig-zagging across the warehouse floor and ducking behind the factory equipment to avoid gunfire, he was able to approach, and then he was among their attackers, slashing left and right, shearing through their weapons with ease and leaving them unarmed, unless they wished to fight with fists, and for that, he was more than prepared.

Chun-Li ducked behind the machinery and began attempting to fire Kikokens at Spongebob from behind the machinery. It was her typical method of dealing with armed opponents back on her world, but whether they would actually work on this world of normal humans and toons, she did not know.

Spongebob could hear Rey's yells, and turned around just in time to dodge his attack. "Haha!" He yelled. "Free market, my friend! You've got to learn some economics!" He said as he pressed a button on his jetpack's control, and one of the joysticks transformed into a gun that looked exactly like a 50's machine gun but with what looked like a leaf blower attached to the end. "Now— woah!" He said, barely dodging Chun-Li's attack and gritting his teeth as one of her Kikokens took a small bit of his spongy flesh. "Take this!" He yelled, glaring at the two and pressing the button as suddenly, from the tip of the machine, shot out a deadly stream of...

... bubbles.

"Hah! You gotta be kidding me!" Dodgers said, standing up and walking over to one of the bubbles. "This has gotta be the most ridiculous attack in the world! What's next, you're going to throw pies in our faces?" The duck continued to laugh, until one of the bubbles touched his skin and exploded. Dodgers, with his beak now in the back of his head, rolled his eyes and passed out, falling on top of Hisui, as more streams of bubbles came on their direction, exploding whenever they came in contact with anything- from the floor to flesh.

As Fumio attacked one of the goons, the ones in the catwalk started yelling as they found themselves face-to-face with a giant black horse. "It's one of those Eastern toon magic tricks!" One of the thugs yelled (with a classic New York accent), standing his ground as the others ran away, being shot down by Narancia. "Take this! I've seen enough hocus pocus to know this is nothin'!" He yelled, shooting wildly at the horse.

While most of the thugs Jack attacked ran away after losing their weapons, some of them decided to continue fighting, cracking their knuckles and jumping at the swordsman, ignoring the law of "one mook at a time", all of them swinging their fists and feet, trying to hit any part of Jack.

Cloud's attack on the dust containers quickly opened even more holes through which strong blasts of the magic dust escaped. One of them hit the thug Envy had attacked, transforming him into a pretty fairy, complete with a tutu and wings. The blasts continued to hit different targets, from thugs to the floor, but the containers still kept going strong, although it looked like they would explode soon, covering the entire warehouse with the magic dust.

Posting for the Bean's character, as he requested, since he's going to have to leave for a while. Hope this is alright...

"Shit!" Edward yelled, dodging one of the blasts and jumping over the conveyor belt once more. "Stop shooting, Doc! Those things are going to explode, and after that, we're all going to turn into... that!" He said, pointing at the thug Envy was holding, scoffing at him. "Not the ugly bastard, the guy with the fairy dress!"

edited 9th Jan '13 12:34:43 PM by Stratofarius

"Which? Whatever, not a fan of either," he said. He put the safety back on, slung his rifle over his shoulder, and ran for the exit, then stopped by the door to wait for Edward. It wouldn't do to run out of someone that trusted you, he decided.

The thugs about to hit Jack has some of their firsts blocked by Shotaro.

"Now now, whatever happened to Honor Before Reason?" Shotaro said to the thugs as he then swung a fist to one of them. If he succeeded, then he'd proceed to use the punch as a momentum for a kick towards two other mooks.

"It's in the same hellhole you should go, you creep—" Shotaro's attack succeeded, interrupting one of the mook's insults, and three mooks were down, although there were still some more to go, all of them still trying to attack Jack.

Edward ducked as he heard the sound of another dust blast coming out of the container. "Shit, shit, SHIT!" He yelled, turning back. "Doc, we don't have much time. I'm going to fix those things. You warn everybody, alright?!" He said, not waiting for Cloud's confirmation as he turned around and ran towards the container.

edited 8th Jan '13 10:34:31 PM by Stratofarius

"Wait! What are you gonna... do." Cloud watched Edward run off and glared at the floor. Worse than Zack...

Clambering onto the nearest box, he yanked down his bandana and paused to remember the evacuation script. Was it... nearest exit after headcount... fires... don't leave the building if there's a bomb... damn it!

He cupped his hands around his mouth. "Everyone out! This whole place is gonna be blown to hell!" he bellowed.

edited 9th Jan '13 5:18:28 AM by GameSpazzer

Link, Abandoned Warehouse

Caught in the middle of smashing a charging gangster in the chest with his shield, Link paused and turned at Cloud's urgent call, shoving the man off-balance and sending him sprawling as an aside. He had managed to take on the few comers in his way with relative ease, always opting not to use his sword in favor of a option that was decidedly less lethal.

The short, blonde boy with the metal limbs was running towards that container.

...An explosion? Of dust?

Fairy dust?

Without a second glance, the Hero spun back and broke in a furious dash towards the exit, keeping a sharp eye out for anyone in his path that might need a helping hand. They all needed to be clear of that thing before it went off. If it went off.

He, for one, didn't want to know what it would feel like to be a tiny, winged female in a pink, frilly outfit. He preferred his fairies.

Tachibana, Abandoned Warehouse

When the shooting had started, Garren had simply walked straight into the gunfire, each bullet bouncing harmlessly off his suit in a cascade of sparks. Even the leather-looking parts seemed to be equally durable - odd, given the fact that they looked like... well, leather.

But he had never concerned himself with the technicalities of his Rider System.

Moving in a swift, clipped, unflashy manner that minimized the considerable heft of his shifting armor, Tachibana ducked under the nearest gunman's weapon, knocking it out of his hands with a single upwards swipe before sending a low tap into his solar plexus. Completely winded, the man flew backwards, practically tumbling several meters to a very sore stop.

The Rider stood, looking at his groaning form for a few seconds in silence before shifting slightly and letting the butt of another tommy-gun slam into his left pauldron. The sharp crack as the stock snapped off barely elicited a flinch. There was no movement in those emerald, insectoid eyes.

Another whirl, another pulled punch. The thug went down without so much as a whimper.

Strange, he mused, walking towards another quaking gangster and sending him to the ground with a one-handed pull. It all seemed so easy. After fighting the Undead, who had never been easy to take down even with the help of his Rouzer, this battle felt almost surreal in its stresslessness. He could deal with the Category Ace in the back of his head without too much effort. He could take these enemies down without hitting as hard as he could, fight them without having to rain in desperate shots at every other second. He could walk into the bullets for a change.

It was somewhat unnerving, but strangely welcome in its own way. And yet he somehow knew that it wouldn't last, this invigorating surge of power. Soon, he would come up against something out of his depth again. The old fear would come back, and he would have to deal with it once more.

Still, he had to take things as they came.

The call to evacuate was announced. Tachibana turned, dropped the current crony and began walking out. Calmly.

edited 9th Jan '13 4:33:13 AM by troydenite

The bubbles were surprisingly far more powerful than the bullets, causing considerably more damage to Fluttershy's shield with noticeable cracking. The pony, however, still quivered in fear and covering her face as her shield took the brunt of the punishment. She became panicked when the machinery started exploding, and was very thankful for the call to retreat. The pegasus was about to fly right out of door when she noticed Johnny hiding behind some of the machinery. Without thinking, she swooped down, grabbed the musician and his guitar, and continued to fly for the exit.

Chun-Li looked on in surprise as the explosive bubbles and the fairy dust made the environment extremely dangerous... so she began punching a hole in the wall to make her own escape outside. Afew a few seconds of effort, she was able to make a hole big enough for her to squeeze through and jump out into the open and much safer air.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK...."

This quite unimaginative Cluster F-Bomb streamed from Johnny as Fluttershy lifted him away from the explosions.

Where the bullets hit the black horse's body, streamers of black smoke snaked out to trail in the air behind it. All the shots seemed to do was make it mad, however, and the gunman soon found himself proved incorrect when a decidedly solid hoof struck him in the chest.

Mealwhile Celty looked up to see the wave of explosions ripping through the factory complex. Someone behind the group yelled for everyone to get out. You don't need to tell me twice! Celty thought, breaking from cover and running towards the exit. As if hearing some silent signal, Shooter broke off his attack on the goons and jumped down to the factory floor, ignoring a fall the would have broken the legs of a normal horse. Celty grabbed his reins and nimbly flipped up onto his back.

As she galloped towards the exit, she noticed the two unconscious forms laying in a heap on the factory floor - the duck and one of the red-headed maids. Celty immediately brought her horse around, dismounted again, and scooped the pair up off the ground. Draping them across Shooter's back, she told the shadowy horse to make for the exit, the dullahan sprinting right behind him.

Fumio tossed aside the dead body she was using as cover and made a break for the exit, quickly beheading two thugs who got in her way. She quickly paused to look around for Johnny, before noticing that he was being helped out of the factory by...

A flying horse?

Unfortunately, this brief pause proved too long, and Fumio found herself amidst a hail of bullets. She quickly ducked behind a support beam, but the portection it offered was limited, and there was no way out except through the line of fire.

She was going to have to run for it.

Taking a deep breath, she ran for the exit, letting out a shriek of pain as a bullet pierced her shoulder before she managed to get out the door and around a corner to safety.

After a few ragged breaths, the pain began to register, and Fumio dropped her chainsaw, and fell to her hands and knees... Then, screamining in pain, to her knees and face.

"Asssh! B-bastards... They SHOT me! It hurts so much... Ooooh, I hope they DIE! I tried not to have to kill them, too! They MADE me do it! Owwww!"

edited 9th Jan '13 5:03:35 PM by Scrounge