ryunosuke tries to shove garou off of him, still halfway between Car and Man and Horse (?) - and he summons a glow of green to his hand. garou, realizing ryunosuke is human again, and vulnerable brings the chainsaw down on ryunosuke, trying to decapitate him. his blade cuts through ryunosuke’s green can of spray paint, splattering green paint everywhere in a vicious burst. blood spurts from the wound in ryunosuke’s neck and he collapses to the ground, but green energy surrounds him. his head doesn’t come off. he’s unconscious and bleeding out, but he’s not quite dead. not yet.
hot pants, a little bit of green energy surrounding her from where ryunosuke had managed to fire his spell off - staggers to her feet, and fixes her gaze on marceline. she summons a ball of green to her fingers, forms a gun with her hand, and shoots. her aim was true, and the ball of energy erupts at marceline, sapping her of a little of her fight. it’s nowhere near as painful as a hit from the bat would be, but it seems you might be able to use your color this way in a pinch.
marceline takes out her red spray can and sprays it on her teeth. she feels rage come over her, numbing the pain she feels and drowning out the crowd, giving her tunnel vision. this fight, now. but nothing happens just yet, because instead of attacking, she strums her guitar and purple color streams out of it as she plays, surrounding kumon with healing energy. he will find himself able to stagger to his feet, bleeding and in pain, but awake. kumon begins to run away, but as he runs, he tosses his knives in vin’s direction.
Uh-oh sisters. that’s when you see vin sprays the chrome paint in her face. WITNESS. HER. silvery shiny chrome energy encircles her, the paint drips from her face - the crowd falls into a hush, waiting to see her go historic on the rainbow road. Kumon’s knives hit her, but she doesn’t even flinch as they do. She flicks one knife. it flies towards kumon and strikes him in the center of his chest. he goes rigid and pale. Sorry buddy. Kumon is unconscious ... again. she flicks another knife. its aim is true ... and it drive directly into Garou’s back. The last of his energy expended, he’ll collapse into the dirt. Garou is unconscious.
but once she’s thrown the knives, the chrome encircling her fades into wisps, vanishes. suddenly, all the energy from Vin seems to ... fade away. She falls over, limp, to the ground.
...
oh. one other thing. garou’s on the ground, unconscious, blue paint still drying on his mouth. and then, a blue glow surrounding him, he’ll find he’s able to stagger to his feet. he looks like he’s on death’s door, but he’s awake. Garou is un-unconscious.
and as he staggers to his feet, a demon flies overhead and another treasure chest drops in the middle of the arena, in the center of hot pants, garou, and marceline. hot pants and marceline both look bad, but neither looks as nasty as garou. you 1 HP mad lad.
[ Garou is super fprking pissed off that Ryunosuke is still alive, and he'll be mad about this until he dies.
Which is now.
... Except not!
Thankfully, he's in so much pain that he's lost the ability to comprehend what is even happening right now, logical thought giving way to a need to survive. So when he sees the chest, he lets out a weird animal scream and just charges forward. He's still barely holding onto his chainsaw, swinging it aggressively as he runs because even if he's not getting that chest first he's gonna attack whoever does!!
[ marceline has already been angry. then she added the berserker red to herself! and none of the following events make her any less mad! the shrill shriek she gives when kumon passes out AGAIN could probably pierce eardrums. and then garou does too!
and then he doesn't!
GOD, WHATEVER.
she really wants to double tap either vin or ryunosuke out of spite, but she's even more tired of seeing hot pants hanging out awake and the chest pisses her off some more too. garou's going crazy for it and not quite looking where he is attacking, so she instead decides to forgo gunning straight for the chest and concentrates her hate on hot pants.
there's a lot of it.
she dashes off towards her, kicking dirt towards her eyes in an absolutely petty move before she's aiming another fire stream both directly at her and to block off her path to the chest? hopefully?
[hot pants tries to hit garou with her bat, but there's blood in her eyes, it's hard to concentrate. she stumbles and just misses him. he and marceline both run for the chest. garou gets ahead of her while marceline takes the moment to turn around and, full of spite, play her guitar and shoot flames right in hot pants' face. it burns her, making her wince in pain.
`V ... Vin ... !` she struggles out.
the crowd is chanting. it becomes a dull roar in your ears. there's cries of Hot Pants! here and there, but more Garou! Garou! and Marceline! and then all of it seems to fade into a low, rumbling chant of Finish it! Finish it! Finish it!
the crowd is hungry for more blood, and after everything that's happened so far, aren't you? and then garou's hand reaches out to touch the treasure chest. it fades in his hands, vanishes in a puff of blue, and suddenly...
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ryunosuke tries to shove garou off of him, still halfway between Car and Man and Horse (?) - and he summons a glow of green to his hand. garou, realizing ryunosuke is human again, and vulnerable brings the chainsaw down on ryunosuke, trying to decapitate him. his blade cuts through ryunosuke’s green can of spray paint, splattering green paint everywhere in a vicious burst. blood spurts from the wound in ryunosuke’s neck and he collapses to the ground, but green energy surrounds him. his head doesn’t come off. he’s unconscious and bleeding out, but he’s not quite dead. not yet.
hot pants, a little bit of green energy surrounding her from where ryunosuke had managed to fire his spell off - staggers to her feet, and fixes her gaze on marceline. she summons a ball of green to her fingers, forms a gun with her hand, and shoots. her aim was true, and the ball of energy erupts at marceline, sapping her of a little of her fight. it’s nowhere near as painful as a hit from the bat would be, but it seems you might be able to use your color this way in a pinch.
marceline takes out her red spray can and sprays it on her teeth. she feels rage come over her, numbing the pain she feels and drowning out the crowd, giving her tunnel vision. this fight, now. but nothing happens just yet, because instead of attacking, she strums her guitar and purple color streams out of it as she plays, surrounding kumon with healing energy. he will find himself able to stagger to his feet, bleeding and in pain, but awake. kumon begins to run away, but as he runs, he tosses his knives in vin’s direction.
Uh-oh sisters. that’s when you see vin sprays the chrome paint in her face. WITNESS. HER. silvery shiny chrome energy encircles her, the paint drips from her face - the crowd falls into a hush, waiting to see her go historic on the rainbow road. Kumon’s knives hit her, but she doesn’t even flinch as they do. She flicks one knife. it flies towards kumon and strikes him in the center of his chest. he goes rigid and pale. Sorry buddy. Kumon is unconscious ... again. she flicks another knife. its aim is true ... and it drive directly into Garou’s back. The last of his energy expended, he’ll collapse into the dirt. Garou is unconscious.
but once she’s thrown the knives, the chrome encircling her fades into wisps, vanishes. suddenly, all the energy from Vin seems to ... fade away. She falls over, limp, to the ground.
...
oh. one other thing. garou’s on the ground, unconscious, blue paint still drying on his mouth. and then, a blue glow surrounding him, he’ll find he’s able to stagger to his feet. he looks like he’s on death’s door, but he’s awake. Garou is un-unconscious.
and as he staggers to his feet, a demon flies overhead and another treasure chest drops in the middle of the arena, in the center of hot pants, garou, and marceline. hot pants and marceline both look bad, but neither looks as nasty as garou. you 1 HP mad lad.
what will you do...? ]
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Which is now.
... Except not!
Thankfully, he's in so much pain that he's lost the ability to comprehend what is even happening right now, logical thought giving way to a need to survive. So when he sees the chest, he lets out a weird animal scream and just charges forward. He's still barely holding onto his chainsaw, swinging it aggressively as he runs because even if he's not getting that chest first he's gonna attack whoever does!!
spoon 🖕 garou Roll: [11] Result: 11 ]
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FUCKERS!!!!
[ marceline has already been angry. then she added the berserker red to herself! and none of the following events make her any less mad! the shrill shriek she gives when kumon passes out AGAIN could probably pierce eardrums. and then garou does too!
and then he doesn't!
GOD, WHATEVER.
she really wants to double tap either vin or ryunosuke out of spite, but she's even more tired of seeing hot pants hanging out awake and the chest pisses her off some more too. garou's going crazy for it and not quite looking where he is attacking, so she instead decides to forgo gunning straight for the chest and concentrates her hate on hot pants.
there's a lot of it.
she dashes off towards her, kicking dirt towards her eyes in an absolutely petty move before she's aiming another fire stream both directly at her and to block off her path to the chest? hopefully?
kumon is staying unhealed sorry buddy she's mad
zia bat marceline Roll: [13] Result: 13 ]
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Mira ⚾ 9mon Hyodo Roll: [13] Result: 13]
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`V ... Vin ... !` she struggles out.
the crowd is chanting. it becomes a dull roar in your ears. there's cries of Hot Pants! here and there, but more Garou! Garou! and Marceline! and then all of it seems to fade into a low, rumbling chant of Finish it! Finish it! Finish it!
the crowd is hungry for more blood, and after everything that's happened so far, aren't you? and then garou's hand reaches out to touch the treasure chest. it fades in his hands, vanishes in a puff of blue, and suddenly...
you're all someplace else.]