Plot - Survive
-Starlight's song, hope and health given form, will find its task burdened by the skull of the twisted and maniacal creature, as only her ears seems to be picking up its ethereal growls and guttural incantation, like the sound of a war drum. The desiccated ground cracks open as it uses all this foul tyrant's spirit struggles to resist being confined yet again-
-The first blows are struck as slug-fire and light tear holes through undead flesh. This does not impede the progress of all these foul corpses blindly rushing at you. Two of them puke up balls of disgusting spit at you. One has its leg grabbed by the cunning gluttonous fish known as Tahm, but he will find its flesh, though already decaying, is nowhere as soft as he expected. It attempts to kick him off with unnatural might-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Tahm holds the creatures leg as it struggles- A fiesty one, huh. -he mumbles to himself. The creature then decides to start kicking with the other leg aswell, hitting Tahm in the eye- NOW THAT'S IT. -Tahms goal has now changed from restraint to damage. He crunches down on the creatures leg with all his might-
「The nightmare of the revenge monkey begins」-Six jumps out of the way of one of the globules of saliva seemingly without much effort. The reanimated remains having closed the distance between them, she throws her marksman rifle onto her back, and reaches for her powerful boomstick-
-Dash, fighting the weight of her armor, manages to throw herself out of the way of the spitball, though she does begin warming up the jump pack for if an even more drastic dodge is needed. Pressing a button on the side of her weapon, the sides of the barrel shroud jut away from the gun, as though a wolf's jaw opening in preparation to tear flesh-
-And tear flesh she does, because now her laser gun has become an automatic scatter laser, throwing multiple beams of religiously unaffiliated purple light with little semblance of accuracy - in the hope quantity will be quality all its own-
Six: Well, who's going to carry it?
edited 26th Aug '15 12:40:44 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Eve: Aren't we suposed to be recovering the damn thing though?
Just getting distance wont work.
-She flicks a switch on the side of her gun and the machinery reshapes itself, painting her gun across the advancing zombies and then holding it up into the air, it launches a rocket that rises up, splits into four, and begins to rain back down on the targets she painted-
Plot - Survive
-Tahm's terrifying jaws rips through undead flesh and tendon. The taste of foul corruption will do nothing to sate the hunger in his belly, but it shall suffice in sating even the smallest dose of his bloodlust. The monster has no ability to cry out in pain, but it collapses to the earth, forced to try and limp forward with mindless fervor-
-Dash can smell sizzling flesh and bonemeal as one of the undead monsters is torn apart by holy light of purple. The other three zombified monsters are now bearing down upon them all, towering above them as they crawl forward after Hrodland, their hindlegs rendered useless from gun fire and their hides set aflame by the power of heaven's bolts burning through their flesh. Even with this considerable damage, their prodigious front limbs still support their slowly decaying frames, marching to the drum beat of war emanating from the desecrated skull-
-An ancient and simple, even primal song, as Starling will grasp nearly immediately-
edited 26th Aug '15 12:54:27 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Dash notes how they're at this point dragging themselves forwards as they are shot at, having no other method of propulsion-
Dash: THEIR LIMBS! GO FOR THE LIMBS!
-Dash sweeps her weapon's fire to try and sever one of the monster's front legs, as Six notes this and lets loose a blast of buckshot from her decidedly more physical shotgun, the weapon letting out a massive bark as it does so-
edited 26th Aug '15 12:57:12 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Plot - Survive
-The flesh of the forelimbs of the three foul lifeless beasts bearing down upon Hrodland are rendered unto chunks, their exposed bones being all that can support them now. One is pierced through the skull from the dragon man's spear but still bears down upon him, attempting to crush him under what remains of its bloated mass...although when Hrodland tosses the skull to Starling, all of the monsters immediately turn straight towards her and start forcing themselves forward-
-Even the one grabbed by Tahm attempts to fruitlessly drag itself forward, even with his gluttonous might attempting to pin down its only functioning hindleg-
-With the source of evil so close at hand, the beat of this unearthly song compelling these corpses to slough forward is eerily familiar to Starlight now. It is commonplace. It is the one beat that that everyone knows by heart-
-4-4 time-
edited 26th Aug '15 1:09:54 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Six: Hey, look, no limbs and they're still moving, what now?
Dash: Uh... keep shooting?
-and so my characters proceed to do just that. After all, if filling their enemies with buckshot and charged light hasn't failed them in the past, why should it now?-
-Dash, however, doesn't shoot - she's taking a moment to put a new belt of charges into her weapon-
edited 26th Aug '15 1:12:35 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Eve: I got this one six.
-She takes and holds her rifle straight up agian, freeing her right arm, which begins to seperate slightly, but for once the blade does not extend from it-
-Instead the intakes on her jump-pack fire up and begin to draw in massive amounts of air-
-Which is passed over her fusion reactor, and then expeled through the arm as a plasma filled hellfire-
-Which she uses with the intent to cremate the one with no limbs that is still moving-

-Tahm popps up, grabbing one of the creatures by its leg and shaking it like a yorkshire terrier with a squeeky toy-
「The nightmare of the revenge monkey begins」