Legendary Godzilla decides enough is enough.
While Scaos has Shin Godzilla pinned, he stomps up to it. He gives Scaos a knowing look, then his Atomic Breath builds up...
and he unleashes it straight down on Shin Godzilla, continuing to sustain the blast until everything is consumed in fiery radiation for hundreds of meters.
Edited by KiriK on Aug 9th 2019 at 4:06:04 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."As the atomic breath hits home and starts turning to him to ashes, along with the years of pent-up negativity stored inside him, he nods back to Godzilla and his mouth shows what might be his first (and last) smile since his captivity.
Let the Vellians deal with their own inner evil for a change. Surely, if he was able to shoulder it all alone, then as a race, they can overcome it together. Probably. After all his "faithful service", he thinks he deserves a rest from it all. He is so tired.
He lies down on top of his foe as the inferno obliterates them both. After the suffering he's been through for so long, something so paltry as complete and utter disintegration doesn't really hurt at all. The roar of the blaze is like a lullaby. He closes his eyes.
Scaos the Sinkeeper is finally released from his duties.
Edited by Arachnos on Aug 9th 2019 at 5:36:53 AM
As atomic fire rains down on Shin, the Kaiju continues to struggle and thrash. The intense heat melts the scarred flesh, evaporating the blood in its veins beneath. As the blast carries on, more and more of Shin melts away into a sludge of gore and viscera. The frame of the creature's skeleton quickly becomes visible, the bones burning up and turning to ash.
As its lungs burn away, Shin lets loose one final roar. A roar, not of fear or pain, but of anger. The hate of something created by accident, hell bent on delivering vengeance to those who birthed it. A man-made god of destruction, burnt to cinders by the primordial protector of man.
Shin Godzilla dies.
Edited by Laicuss333 on Aug 9th 2019 at 5:20:55 AM
Raven Rock
Solomon stands alone, the waters fading from the scene of the battle.
Standing in solidarity, he looks left and right, pumping his fist in victory.
Silence fills the air as Solomon sheepishly puts his hand down and runs off so Melissa can heal him up.
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"Timelines are... complicated, worry not. she affirms, looking over at the rest.
It is odd to be referred to as "the first", though I take pride in such a title. It shows that our blood shall live on.
What's a bug spray ? Sounds useful.
They seems confused when the wonders are said, probably because of their lack of grasp with such matters. Still, Morgan claps her hands in delight.
The tragedy of not living to see such an age !
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterIntrigue, Gateway Ruins
Iraaxos was the first to step into the open air from the stone ruins. He sniffed the air, and said, "It's here — well, within sight, at least. You may not be able to see it yet, but wait until I light that thing up. You'll see some serious shit, I promise you."
It was odd hearing him swear, but the whispers were far worse. Thranix, personally, welcomed anything else to drown them out. "How long until that thing bursts?"
"I give it less than a minute," the crimson one replied, anchor his staff psionicly to the ground. He closed his eyes, and the sign of a Third Eye appeared on his head. He made a peculiar sign with his hands, and brought them forth to the top of the staff. Energy gathered, and a smell like ozone filled the air, shortly before a pale, black-and-teal beam shot forth from the staff. The stream of energy shot forth, out of the old gateway that gave the ruins their name, and up, up, up — into the blue-gray sky above, before... slamming into nothing, seemingly.
The air crackled, and roiled, as the breach flashed a sudden, crackling, bright teal. The tendrils lit up a moment later, writhing like worms in stop-motion. A small gap opened, a tear between the veil of realities. This one seemed sized for a person, and indeed that is exactly what came tumbling out — a human, ostensibly a female, with long, brunette hair, and hawk-themed heavy plate armor. Her sword and shield tumbled onto the ground next to her, and the whole assemblage skidded to a stop a few feet from the group, with much scraping and a final clank of metal-on-metal.
The figure groaned in pain, and Thranix began to approach, greatsword drawn. Iraaxos spoke tersely, and simply said, "Not her. Others."
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousGateway Ruins
Chris begins staring down the individual who came through the rupture, His demon summoning program indicates that it's now fully ready to summon. He'd speak to Iraaxos, saying "Iraaxos, you're saying that this one isn't one of our targets?" As he says this, Three demons appear from beside him. The first being Lakshmi, who appears relatively human, but Seems to have a divine aura around her. Secondly is A seraph, who's wingspan is actually going to be nerfed by the arena. Finally, Chris's third summoned Demon, Matador, The glorious skeletal spaniard, Steps out of a summoning circle, drawing their blade.
Geralt, in the meanwhile, Begins to coat their steel weapon in a different oil. Hanged man Oil. He'd sheathe it again afterwards, And would begin pondering his options for talking.
OPTIONS BEGIN
"What the hell is a normal human doing coming through a portal like that?"
"Is She alright?"
Redraw sword
"How about a game of gwent"
Geralt decides on asking the biggest question. "What the hell is a normal human doing coming through a portal like this?"
Riki runs around like a madman, Striking various poses. He's being a really big goofball right now.
Otto, in the meanwhile, would take a rather combatitive stance, Acting more like a fox or a wolf than a wishgranting alien soul ferret. Not much else from them now though.
Whiterun Hold, Bleakwind Basin
In the giants' camp known as Bleakwind Basin, Thor
◊ stands outside of the entrance to Cinke's lab with a bottle of Asgardian wine in hand, waiting for the eccentric scientist to let him in. He figured that she might appreciate an opportunity to celebrate Galeem and Dharkon's long awaited demise with the drink she'd taken a liking to during her visit to Asgard. Plus, she definitely held no love for Troa and Katre, so perhaps she might be willing to provide him and Loki with the means of teleporting onto and off of Thanos' ship for their plan.
While he would've originally approached Pseudo since he had Botar at his disposal, he figured that he was probably too busy getting everything back in order in the aftermath of the WOL's conclusion.
"Well, judging by your body language, I thought that I might've angered you in some way," Thor replies, inwardly relieved that Deut hadn't somehow learned of his and Loki's plan, and arrived to confront him about it. "Regardless, if I may ask again: is there any particular reason you came here today? Were you hoping to to speak with Platinum about something or...?""
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Aug 11th 2019 at 3:48:25 AM
"An AI who didn't even notice one of Cinke's friends waiting just outside of the laboratory's entrance? I pray that it doesn't become the next Ultron!"
Chuckling, Thor hands the wine bottle over to Deut.
"Once Cinke returns from... whatever she's doing out in the bloody cosmos, could you do me a favor and give this to her? Tell her that I was hoping we could share a drink to celebrate our hard-earned victory over Dharkon and Galeem."
Gateway Ruins, Intrigue
"If she becomes a problem later, you may kill her — but there are more dangerous fish in these waters, and besides — she may yet be of use in this fight."
Thranix, sword at the ready, knelt down to see if she was still alive. She definitely had a pulse, that much was sure. What he didn't expect, however, was to be blasted back by the flare-up of a psionic barrier. She opened her eyes a moment later, as Thranix got knocked onto his ass, stood up, and... retched a bit. Not exactly the picture of strength.
"Uhhhhggg... Gods... I feel like stomach is trying to — HURK — trying to leave through my throat..." she said, holding her armored gut. She picked up her sword and shield, weakly, and then noticed Thranix, Chris, Geralt, Otto, Riki, and the distinct sensation of her head being uncomfortably close to a beam of raw psionic energy. She ducked down and stepped away, before turning back to the other. "Alright, I don't know who any of you are, but you're reasonably on-guard and sensibly equipped, so I'll have to trust you. The name's Aila of House Gerhast."
Aila
◊ takes up arms!
"I'm Thranix, of Seritam. Well met, warrior. You'll know this better than anyone — what are we in for?" Thranix said.
"Save the introductions for after we survive. We've got a nightmare-serpent and a bloodthirsty deathknight hellbent on killing me coming through," shield replied, looking a bit stronger.
The fracture crackled, jolted, and began to slowly close, but not quickly enough. Iraaxos forced more power into the beam, hastening the speed, but two subfractures opened up — one about the same size as the one that had deposited aila, and another far, far larger.
"Shit... Guess the party's already here."
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousUltron ? And, ha, don't worry. It's just made to run the lab and isn't much for interactions. You'd find it very boring, I assure you !
She takes the bottle, a little curious since sisters can't get drunk but figuring that it's symbolic.
Certainly then !
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter

Shin stumbles back from the burst of energy from Godzilla, allowing Scaos to slice through its leg and pin the creature. It thrashes about, crushing its dorsal plates into shards of bone that drive themselves into its back under its colossal weight and mass. Its tail continues to flail about wildly, atomic energy pouring from the appendage and vaporizing nearby seawater.