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Jul 14, 2010 20:45

Who: Anyone!
Where: Several locations
When: July 14th, midday
Rating: PG-13 - R for extreme violence
Summary: Lavos spawn attack the city!
the log: ( fff sorry for the misfire, guys )

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Spawn: Bonito coniurati July 15 2010, 01:47:56 UTC
Spawn: Bonito prodigal_axe July 16 2010, 05:00:02 UTC
Shinjiro noticed the heavy shadow fall across the end of Bonito street. For a moment he stared at the creature... that had to be one of those new ones. He'd seen a lot of monsters wandering these streets before, but nothing like a giant shell plated hedgehog. It looked deceptively easy to deal with compared to some of Discedo's worst creatures, but he somehow doubted this would be an easy fight.

The barkeep ducked into the bar just long enough to grab his shotgun, sling his axe across his back, and make sure he had one pistol in his coat pocket and his evoker in the other. He wasn't thinking of asking others to fight with him... as usual, he was trying to take on the fight by himself. Besides, if he had to use Castor, this would be the best way.

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Spawn: Bonito loyal_cube July 16 2010, 05:11:22 UTC
From down Indles Trail, Cube caught eye of the spiked monster and it's new diverted attention towards something. The only thought in his mind was "Have to get there before someone else gets killed."

The small demon swiftly darted toward the beast, weaving across the street from time to time, just in case something was attempting to aim at him that he was unaware of. Upon closing in he Fired off a round of Fireballs at the spiny creature to divert it's attention... Only to get a rain of spikes over his head.

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Spawn: Bonito prodigal_axe July 16 2010, 05:28:05 UTC
Despite his heavy equipment, it didn't take Shinjiro long to get up the street and into weapons range of the creature. He was gasping with the effort.. but he didn't want that thing anywhere near the bar. Not when he didn't know what kind of attacks it would have.

He pulled his shotgun, unsure of where to aim when...he saw a rain of spikes come down on the creature's opposite side. It seemed ready to turn and focus on whatever had taken its attention.

Shinjiro wasn't about to waste the moment. He readied his shotgun and pulled off two shots into the only varying point he saw in the monster's anatomy--its mouth.

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Elder Spawn: Lander turnpike coniurati July 15 2010, 01:48:22 UTC
Re: Elder Spawn: Lander turnpike withoutawing July 15 2010, 17:06:52 UTC
Sephiroth had been close to the source of the danger. His wing was stripped of its feathers, and it oozed not blood but a blackish slime that evaporated as it fell. His rough leathers were ripped in several places, showing newly Healed skin. As he walked, he reached behind him and tore the rest of the wing off, its black essence absorbing into his hand ( ... )

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Elder Spawn: Lander turnpike bloodshedlament July 16 2010, 04:41:32 UTC
Souji darted from the front line. Or what he considered it to be. They had long since passed him into the city. Retreating was the only option. He ran towards the Lander turnpike...determined to make it to Marshall and the High School in hopes of forming a squad or something. In the end it became apparent that this would be survival for the fittest. His breathe was a bit ragged from constant work but he seemed to finally be enduring enough. He felt good enough to last a while longer. Long enough to help stragglers and make sure his friends where all ok ( ... )

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Elder Spawn: Lander turnpike withoutawing July 16 2010, 08:07:23 UTC
Hmm, human. Sephiroth didn't take his eyes off the monstrous beast, only daring a glance to the side at the new voice. A human and dressed almost like a Wutaian warrior, almost, but with the pattern he was recognizing as Japanese. A fighter by the weapon. A warrior by the way he wasn't letting his wounds get the best of him. Not the person he was expecting but they could still prove useful.

"Avoid hitting the shell," he said.

A blast of mental energy broke over them. Sephiroth's mouth curled, the energy shimmered around him, breaking and redirecting the attack. Fingers tighten on smooth leather and he blurred as he moved, hitting the mouth and beak several times before returning to his starting point.

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