Boyfriend looks at John and gives a thumbs up.
"Beep badoop! OK. But I'm going to get a Big Mac afterwards."
MmmmmmmmcDonal.
"Beep! Be da doop! Okay, junk food guys! Rap battle! If I win, give me free stuff!"
The crazy spinning blades actually lop the guy's hands off! Many hands fall screaming to the ground, flopping as they die.
"n o non ono no no no no no no non on on on ono "
His funny mutant head sticks out of the ground and stares at Dante.
"you"
"are not funny"
/\。。/\The cyclone blades return vanish into blue dust, A red battle axe forming around his hand while looking at the head. Dante laughs at the mutant, his veins having a faint black to them.
"Yeah I'm not funny, I'm the funny....-est!"
He slams the axe to the head, cleaving it in half assuming it hits
realBoyfriend snaps his fingers, and a moment later, Girlfriend falls out of the fucking sky with her boomboxes.
:D
"Beep!"
She gives him a thumbs up and slides in a fairly hard track to FC. He opens up with B. Sides Philly Nice
.
The head is cleaved in half.
""
It wilts and dies...
but not before spraying Dante with a barrage of confetti!
The words YOU WIN appear in the sky in big red ominous letters.
YOUR PRIZE?
CHLAMYDIA
Dante now has chlamydia.
/\。。/\Kook-Aid man nods and steps in front of his group.
Altough this is a difficult song, the jar recognizes that, indeed, Boyfriend gives his A-game, and puts some effort into matching the arrows, hitting the 75% of all.
Each hit arrow gets wrapped into a reddish drink, and goes flying towards BF! If he wants to win, he must block the bubbles with the rhythm and counterattack with his own beat!
Three freaking ghosts!Aw geez, maybe he shouldn't have picked a mid-level song if he was going to have to fight off a gimmick. ... Nah, he needs these guys to mess up. Lotsa notes should do that.
It's just like playing the same song! At a slight delay. With two hands...
Oh dear. A fair of the bubble few arrows hit him. At least, not being real arrows, he still technically has an FC. Tch!
BF's voice turns a bit harsher, and he starts barking out his notes. About ten percent of the notes he sings turn into red mine notes - if Kook-Aid man keeps hitting a majority of the notes, he might take more damage than he dishes out.
/\。。/\14%
The mines deals a good amount of damage to Kook-Aid man!
Nico steps in front to help, but... He only hit the 2% of his notes. Oof!
His arrows turns into wind notes, flying towards BF, altough they are in a serious disadvantage already!
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Three freaking ghosts!Two against one? That just mean's they'll be stepping on each other's toes!
Boyfriend gets in the groove now that the pressure's easing up, and slap-slap-slaps each note coming for him, including the weird wind note attacks.
"Beeep!"
For the final round, he lightens up on the mine notes - only to throw in some Warning notes as well that, if missed, take off a significant chunk of HP.
/\。。/\58
The two combines their attacks and sends some wind bubbles, which clashes with the BF's attacks...
But there is nothing they could have done: they had lost, which means: free burgers for them!
How nice of you, letting them to choose their song...
Yay! We won!
Three freaking ghosts!Naranjito asks: Eh? We weren't in it to destroy the locale?
Zanahorian shrugs. Whatever: free burgers!
They enters into the place.
Dawnguard Fort
Our 3 favorite musicians went to see the chicken coop to see their friend Poyo, but in its place they found a pair of purple socks, and a note:
Dear fools: I went to steal your chicken and your tresaure. I hope it tastes well roasted! Hoho! Your fiend, Don C.
They falls down to cry after reading that.
Edited by BombonBombin on Sep 23rd 2021 at 10:14:40 AM
Three freaking ghosts!Little do the good people of the Mc Donalds and the victorious Boyfriend knows... Willem Thefoe lays near!
Hahahahahhahahahhahahahahhahaa...
He leaves.
TO BE CONTINUED
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterReyna taps her foot anxiously. "Not everyone is here yet... we've got to arrive ahead of the Rampage."
While FT!Anna fiddles with a smartphone, Kirrey raises his hand. "I could try summoning extra reinforcements."
"By all means."
Kirrey magics some Orbs out of his pockets and has Breidablik absorb them before firing it straight forwards...
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."2 brave heroes descend...
"OOF-"
Only for one to be unceremoniously smacked by Breidablik's shot, getting hit and landing face-first while his companion gets to land feet-first instead.
The towering Douglas moves over to Anna and puts a hand on her shoulder, smiling big and wide.
Douglas: "It's been a minute. How have you been?"
The rather exasperated Brendan Greyborn gets up and dusts himself off, giving a stern look to Kirrey before turning to Anna.
Brendan: "So, what's the plan?"
I AM THE KING OF FIGHTERS ~Type 2~
One Final Struggle! Rivals Vs. Immortality
The Shepherds arrive on time, holding up their weapons.
Hey, Reyna! Anna! She greets. The rest of the Shepherds focus on getting there first, but likewise greet the gathered fighters with manly nods and such.
Our swords are yours! As Ryoma speaks, Samsara looks at Anna but shrugs. Questions for later.
Aokiji is just laying on the ground, apparently sleeping in "anticipation". He doesn't react to anything happening around him but if interacted with or greeted, he immediately stand back up.
Hey.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterRed Stronghold
An Outrealm Gate opens up, and out of it step Anna, Jake
◊, Heroes!Anna
◊, 3H!Anna
◊, Sally
◊ and Natasha
◊. It closes again behind them. Old Man Hubba definitely wouldn't want Grima to potentially get through, after all.
"Are you sure about this? This isn't a battle you need to concern yourselves with.", Anna says. Natasha shakes her head.
"Nonsense. You saved our lives back there. I insist that you allow us to help you."
"As for me, I simply wish to return the favor. We could've gotten pretty hurt by that sneak attack had it not been for you."
Anna sighs, then just nods as Heroes!Anna gestures for them to keep moving. They get to Reyna's group.
"Hey, Reyna. I found us a few extra helping hands, if you'll take 'em.", she smirks.
"From all the stories I was told in my childhood, Grima sounds like something you'll need as many people as you can possibly get to fight against him.", Sally notes.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.Prince Marth the Fifth, better known simply as Mar, custom assault rifle and all his other gear in tow, arrives on scene, Rifle raised, but not aiming at anyone in specific, he seems to simply be scouting for threats. After calming down, he simply says "Looks clear... for now" before turning towards Reyna, giving a nod, saying "Prince Marth the fifth, at your service. Long story short, I heard news of a certain fell dragon from a friend, and that some hunters were hired." He sighs, before saying "My family's taken that thing down every time it got back up, back where I came from. Might as well do my part, if I'm right."
Amalthus soon finds himself at the location he saw the flare come from. He finds himself face to face with a sight he often avoids- a veritable tempest of humans preparing for battle.
...Or were they human?
Did it matter? That was a lesson he had learnt here- humanity lived in more than just blood.
It was sickening, in a sense, but he could not step down now.
"I saw your signal in the distance", he states, "Which of you... should I consider the leader? I have a question I wish to ask them."
Yatta!A roar echoes throughout the valley in which the Red Stronghold lies.
"Everyone, battle stations."
Reyna stands up and addresses Amalthus. "You're about to find out."
—
Red Stronghold, Area 1
A titanic black shape descends from the dark skies.
Reyna stands atop a wall to the immediate left of where everyone comes out from when exiting the base camp.
◊
The Fell Dragon's garish face
◊ looms over the valley. "YOU CANNOT RUN... FROM DEATH."
"We weren't running." Reyna draws the Reddnaught Ritmico Hunting Horn and readies herself for the siege to come.
Grima beats his wings, stirring up the beasts of the valley below, inciting them... to rampage!
Parade of A Hundred Wyverns / Rampage
First Gate HP: ❚❚❚❚❚❚❚❚❚❚
Sub-assignments
- 0/8 Inflict a Status Ailment
- 0/20 Inflict an Elemental Blight
- 0/20 Set up Hunting Installations
- 0/10 Stun a Monster
- 0/10 Repel using Machine Cannon
4 Rounds
Horde incoming!
Edited by KiriK on Sep 24th 2021 at 3:25:51 AM
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Aokiji is still sleeping, since no one interacted with him. He does raise his arm.
Ice Age. As he speaks, several ice weapons poof out above him. Spears, swords, everything you'd need to kill a man. Those are all sturdier than steel and won't melt. Use them as backup weapons.
Still down, he speaks. I can also produce forts, traps, wall, whatever you need. Just give me the order, I'm too lazy to get up.
Traps will be useful! We'd need to form a chokepoint or two to bette slaughter the monsters. Ponders Samsara. How about a balista or two?
K. Aokiji raise his arms, and some ice ballistae appears in one or two positionsdespite Aokiji not moving nor staring at them. Samsara looks a bit awed.
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitter

Dante jumped into the air but was too late in his reaction, the arms managing to grab him and drop him to the ground!
"These aren't even lady hands so you're not getting a pass!" the Scythe turns into an array of cyclone blades, Dante throwing many of them simultaneously at the hands. If they hit the blades permeate onto the hands and Dante recalls them bringing the hands slightly closer.
Edited by BoniniBanana on Sep 23rd 2021 at 8:26:16 PM
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