SWORDSMAN PLOT GO

[mrbleedsalot]

WHO: Nico, Kate Bishop, James Rogers, Bullseye, Melee, Zoro, Ostrich Swordsman, Puppet Swordsman (Puppet), Spider Swordsman (Jameson), Boar Swordsman (Biojryan), Panda Swordsman (Pandaman)
WHERE: Various locations around the
WHEN: Jan. 1st and Jan. 2nd
WARNINGS: FAITO
SUMMARY: Ridiculous shonen-powered swordsmen scatter across the City and wreak havoc

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PUPPET SWORDSMAN; PUPPET

[mrbleedsalot]

[Is waiting for his next victim to walk by the park bench he is currently popping up behind.]

[martialartistic]

[ She's out for a jog. In an area where she vaguely remembers someone saying there was weird shit going down. And of course, being Melee, she's always looking for an excuse to fight.

After about fifteen minutes, she doesn't see anything weird at all. Disappointed, she flops down onto the park bench, leaning down to roll her sweatpant legs up.

When she sits back up, she sees it. ]

--what the fuck?

[mrbleedsalot]

'Ey mamasita, wanna show me a bit more of those legs?

[The puppet waggles the swords in his hands at her legs, just in case she didn't get the point.]

[martialartistic]

[ She stares at it for a long moment. Then, she gets up from her seat, rolls her sleeves up, cocks her leg back -- and bam, kicks the bench hard enough to splinter it and knock it over. ]

Son of a bitch. [ Now, she's coming around to see who was holding that puppet up to teach 'em a lesson! 'Cause puppets don't move on their own.

Right? ]

[mrbleedsalot]

[WRONG! From behind her, and after that behind a snow-covered tree, Puppet pops out again.]

'Ey now, cursing don't fit a weak lil' lady like you. Ya' won't be able ta catch me wit' dose slow legs a yours.

[martialartistic]

[ Fuuuuu. ]

The hell did you just call me? [ She pops her knuckles, scowling deeply. ] I'll show you fuckin' weak, you little --

[ She lunges for it, trying to snag the little bugger from behind that tree. ]

[mrbleedsalot]

[There's a cackle as Puppet pops up from behind a neighboring bush.]

You'll show me weak awright. [He bursts into a fit of high-pitched laughter.] Ya' can't even catch me, chicky! Like I said, mus' be da slow legs. But don't worry, girly. [He turns his body sideways, eying her legs.] Dey're still nice. Real nice.

[martialartistic]

[ :[

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Yeah? You want a closer look, you little bastard? Stop runnin' and I'll fuckin' show you!

[mrbleedsalot]

'Ey, 'ey girly! No need fo' hostilities! Aldough... [He pops up directly behind her, taking a closer looks at her legs and brandishing his swords at the same time.]

... whaddaya say I borrow dose legs o'ya's.