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Jack Skellington Bit                   Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack worked his arms in circles, trying to guide his shadowy snakes through the barrier and into Jared, but he had to change tactics when Jared summoned his own shadow puppet! The wolf slid toward Jack's precious serpents, and he guided them to meet the beast in battle. Whatever confident look he had in his eye quickly vanished as his arms wrenched violently out of control, reflective of the snakes that were now obviously outmatched for the wolf. He struggled to keep them steady, but they twitched left and right and he gasped in pain as they were swallowed by the phantom creature. With the snakes gone, he felt the release of his arms and the pain was gone.
Now he just had to worry about defending himself, if the wolf would decide to come at him. Shadowmancing seemed to be out of the question now, as the room was too lit up from Jared's circle of fire. Still, he saw this as an advantage, as Jared had walled himself in a confined space... Jack conjured his own fireball to prepare for Jared's puppet, and with his other hand unexpectedly sliced his dagger across his left forearm with strange indifference. Already bleeding from the previous sword cut, his arm dripped with even more ferocity with his dead, inky black blood. When it dribbled to the ground, the chamber made a slight rumble, but nothing more happened yet... |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite   Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| He snickered with glee as he watched the snakes disappear and was quite surprised that his plan had actually worked. The wolf, seemingly unsatisfied with the two serpents, began to slither its way across the uneven ground right towards Jack. As with the serpents, if the wolf reached him it would drain the life from his body as if he were nothing more than a feeble insect caught within the deadly clutches of a spider. Apparently Jack had the same idea he had before, the use of fire to repel the shadow. But he also noticed him slice his arm for some reason. Did he have another trick up his sleeve?
Unexpectedly, the ground shook beneathe his black boots as he looked to his feet, expecting to see some monster breaking straight through the cement. The scowl returned to his pale face as he had no idea what was going on. Lowering the flame wall so it was low enough to step over if need be, he waited. |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack tossed his fireball with precision at the shadow wolf, hoping that if he could hit it he would dispel it, or at least damage it. With his other hand, he flung his dagger across the chamber and it stuck into the concrete just outside of Jared's protective ring, flashing brown as soon as it hit. He made one more upward motion with his left arm and cackled; the madness was about to begin.
A horrendous cloud of hundreds of bats appeared flying out of the dagger's hilt, and they swarmed around Jared to swoop in and bite at him from all directions. The flutter and screeches of the creatures were horrible. At the same time, black thorn bushes grew from the ground inside the ring and expanded rapidly upward, trying to cover Jared and ensnare him in their poisonous grasp. Jack charged another fireball incase the first wasn't enough for the wolf. (edited by Jack Skellington on 03-25-06 08:51 PM) (edited by Jack Skellington on 03-25-06 08:55 PM) |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| The wolf, momentarily damaged by the flame, continued to advance, only this time, it was slightly smaller than before. Nonetheless, it could still do some damage as now it was right up to Jack's shoe. However, Jared was not focused on his wolf, but what was unfolding before him...
He flinched at the dagger, unaware it would plant itself in the ground at his feet. Odd, it had changed color and began flashing...This doesn't look good... Just then, a thick cloud of what seemed like an infinite number of bats swarmed from the implanted weapon, they were coming from the dagger! Jared cursed loudly as the wall of flames shot back up, almost touching the ceiling and incinerating bats in the process. All that was visible was the tower of flame, he himself could not be seen as he reached down to pick up his sword. The fire would hold off the bats, at least for now, and he thought all would be fine, until...Right by his hand, the concrete split and from the ground rose some sort of vine. Squinting to examine it closer, it shot from the ground and surprised him, as did others just like it all around, covered with nasty looking spines. Looking over his shoulder at his wings, he groaned uncomfortably as he shot straight upward, dodging the briars and heading straight for the cloud of bats overhead. " Ack! Vile creatures!!" he exclaimed as he felt numerous pairs of fangs pierce his skin. Trying to shake them off, he folded his wings again and plummeted downward just in time to avoid the lethal briars that came shooting up and ensnared a great deal of the bats. Spiraling fast, he was headed straight for Jack. He knew he probably wouldn't get much use out of his wings after this, so he might as well make the best of them now. He positioned his sword right in front of him as if he were a battering ram with a blade at the front. Ignoring the pain shooting through his wings and bite wounds, he planned to maul right through Jack like a shishkabob[sp?]. (edited by Thechemist57 on 03-25-06 09:13 PM) |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack: "Acghk, loathsome apparition!"
Jack felt the wolf's shadow blanket his body, and the strange fatiguing ache that resulted made it hard for him to focus. To throw his fireball now would mean setting himself ablaze, which would surely do more harm than help. For the moment, he had to endure. Then Jared came soaring out of the raging wall of fire, chased by a torrent of bloodthirsty bats and the madly expanding brambles. Spiraling through the air like a bullet, he left the bats trailing behind him and made his intent of skewering Jack obvious by holding his sword forward. With an ambitious look, Jack rushed to challenge him. He flipped high into the air, leaving the wolf puppet alone on the island, and as the distance between himself and Jared narrowed he stopped his leap by grabbing onto a pipe that ran vertically through the chamber. From there he waited until Jared was mere feet away, and then shot his fireball at point-blank range. The recoil caused him to spin around on the pipe and out of Jared's trajectory, and Jack used the momentum to jump to another, wider pipe that stretched horizontally. With a flip he was balancing skillfully on the pipe, high above the ground, though he had to grab hold of a perpendicular tube for support when the swarm of bats rushed passed him, still hunting Jared relentlessly. |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| It seemed Jack had been claimed by the wolf, though Jared didn't notice. He was intent on finally getting even with Jack for that last assault. Too bad for him, he hadn't expected his target to move...
With much dismay, he was met with fire rather than blood staining the blade of his sword. Now aflame and still being pursued by the screeching beasts and venomous brambles, he looked like a plane ready to come in for a crash landing. Before he was burnt too badly, he dove into the soothing channel long enough to extinguish the flame, then jumped back out, still airbourne and now with an angered exp |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack had to look truly menacing as he laughed wildly on the beam, with the blazing fire behind him and the chaotic bats brushing past. He held his dagger forward as Jared came soaring at him.
Jack: "Gah-hah hah hahahahahahaaa! Come on, Jared!" Jack readied himself for the impact, and as Jared was within inches he pulled his dagger sideways with all of his power, swinging the blade with both arms and trailing blue fire from his knife. He was then radically surprised when his dagger, certain to cleave right through Jared’s head, only cut unsatisfyingly through thin air! But he had no time to contemplate Jared's whereabouts. He had put too much momentum in his swing to meet nothing but air, and before he knew it he was tilting perilously over the other edge of the pipe and falling over! Jack pulled back with all of his weight and frantically pin wheeled his arms - and with tremendous luck, just managed keep from toppling over! Yet the bats, once hot on Jared's trail, then bewilderedly crashed into Jack like a violent wave, and with that he lost his high perch and plummeted down, silently down into the dark channel. The splash he made into the water brought about a cold silence, as all of the bats then vanished, leaving their final screeching echoes to diffuse through the tunnels. The thorned plant, which had grown to a monstrous size, withered back into the ground and fell apart to an ashy powder. The final ripples in the channel faded away. Nothing stirred in the water. Jack, though dead from the start, was truly lifeless now. (edited by Jack Skellington on 03-25-06 11:56 PM) |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| Not so taunting now, are we? he thought smugly to himself as he watched Jack meet wih the torrentous wave of bats. As he watched Jack fall, his eyes glowed green through the darkness- all that was visible of him was the shining, green orbs. Slowly, the rest of him faded in as well, standing before the water where Jack had fallen. He smirked as he looked down into the murky water, trying to see anything, any signs of Jack. There were none. Crossing his arms, he stood there and waited, but nothing happened. No bubbles, nothing.
"Jaaack...It's not funny any more, c'mon. Jack?" A worried exp (edited by Thechemist57 on 03-26-06 12:31 AM) |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack remained motionless for a just a few more seconds, but his eyes did spring open, glowing brilliantly green once more. He made no coughing or choking as he quickly pulled himself onto his knees, although he spat out some of the disgusting sewer water that had gotten into his mouth. After a brief pause, he spoke.
Jack: "Ah, you didn't need to worry. It's kinda hard for me to die... being dead and all, heh. Ack, my spine..." Jack wiped the water off of his face. His makeup was ruined... Jack: "Well, I guess since you had to fetch me out of there, you're the winner. Well done." Jack gestured for a handshake, but upon holding his hand out there was a puff of smoke in front of it, and Atrats was there floating between them. He twitched little more rapidly than usual. Atrats: "Jack! JACK! Jack, Jaaack! The soul scope! Oh, it's terrible! " Jack became very alarmed. Jack: "No! Did the council find out I was using it?" Atrats: "No, it's a different terrible! See, I was floating around the Netherworld, looking for a good spoondly to chuck near Suffering, when I found a pack of spooky horrors! Oh, Jack, they were coming through a portal to the world of the living, and I'm pretty sure it's your portal! Weren't you watching the soul scope?" Jack: "Well I wasn't, but I had the ghost and everyth - " Upon looking toward green sphere, he saw that the ghost he conjured was gone. Of course, its magic must have been spent in heat of the fight, and Jack didn't even notice. The soul scope fluctuated again, and morphed from its sphere shape into a mist that drifted all around the perimeter of the chamber. Now genuinely worried, Jack turned to Jared. Atrats sobbed hysterically behind them. Jack: "Alright, perhaps I was a bit too careless. The soul scope also acts as a portal between the worlds of the living and the dead, and needs to be monitored so nothing escapes through. Whatever's coming out of that end now is almost assuredly not going to be pretty. Heh, as much fun as it'd be to see the spooky horrors of the Netherworld run rampage through this city, I've got to stop them, but you don't have to stay and I suggest you do not, otherwise you'll end up fighting for your life." Atrats worriedly nudged Jack by the shoulder. Jack quickened his speech. Atrats: "Jaaack... they're - they're coming!" Jack: "You can escape through that hole in the ceiling, Jared. It's been nice sparring, and I'll try to find you again sometime. You better get goin'!" The green mist closed its ring around the room, and the once dark chamber was now completely lit in the deathly green. Jack pulled from his pocket an angular crystal bottle that had a little skull cork and was filled with a purple liquid, popped off the top and drank the stuff down. It was Jared's choice if he wanted to stay and fight... (edited by Jack Skellington on 03-27-06 03:34 PM) |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| His spirits were beginning to dampen and all hope seemed lost. Rising to his feet, he couldn't think of what to do next. Probably go back to the store and get some more groceries, though he couldn't imagine the weird looks he would get if he walked into the market looking like he did. Blood leaking from various wounds in his body, tattered clothing, and most of all, his wings [though if he wanted do, he could draw them back into his body]. Just as he was about to leave the sewers, he was surprised to see Jack quickly stand up without uttering so much as a cough. Wasn’t he just…dead? Jared stared on with a shocked and confused exp “Heh, of course you weren’t dead! I was just…testing you.” With that, he poked Jack in the arm just to make sure he was really there. Of course, he was. Judging by how Jack’s eyeliner was running down his face like a whore crying in the back of an alley, he could only guess his own dark makeup was a mess as well. “Awe, you fought great yourself. I’m glad we’re friends rather than enemies though,” he let out a light chuckle as he held out his hand, but snatched it back abruptly when the little sprite appeared between the two. Him again… he thought bitterly to himself as he leered at Atrats, though the little creature seemed more jumpy than normal. Green eyes squinted at him as he blurted out the catastrophe at hand. Following Jack’s gaze, he turned to look at the soul scope and watched it shift to an unearthly mist. Disregarding Atrats, he turned his attention back to Jack, listening intently as he explained what was about to happen. They had just gotten done fighting for their lives, hadn’t they? And now Jack was going to do it all over again!? The thought of leaving to buy groceries promptly fled his mind as a wicked grin slowly spread across his face. “Spooky horrors, eh? Can’t say I’ve seen many of those…” Looking momentarily to the hole in the ceiling, he scoffed and flicked Atrats in the nose [or, where his nose would be if he had one]. “Don’t worry lil’ nuisance, I’m not going anywhere. I couldn’t very well leave Jack here to have all the fun to himself, now could I?” His emerald eyes shone deviously, almost matching the poison green color of the mist now surrounding them. Truthfully, he was unsure how long he could hold out against whatever made its way through the portal, but he wasn’t about to let his newfound companion face it alone. Besides, who could choose shopping over this? Looking at Jack, he rose an eyebrow at the crystal flask. “Say, uh...Jack? Whassat you got there?” |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Bleah, sorry I took so long to respond...
--- Jack was surprised that Jared made the decision to stay. Normally it didn't even take the horrors of the Netherworld for someone to want to get away from him when they had the chance, but here he was, going to face danger by his side. So strange... could this be the start of a... friendship? Shaking his head to wake up from his thoughts, Jack produced another glass bottle from his coat. Jack: "This is a healing potion. Here," he tossed the bottle to Jared, "You ought to have some. Careful though, it tastes about as bad as a rotten burger." The glowing ring around them darkened with the silhouettes from the other side. Jack crouched into ready position and charged some green energy in his hand. Atrats circled furiously around him. Jack: "If we can just push them back through the other side, I can safely dispel the soul scope. Don't go through yourself, though. You wouldn't want to see what's on the other side." From all directions suddenly burst forth a swarm of spidery demons! The fiends were oddly bulbous in their shape, with spiraling black and white designs on their bodies and numerous eyes bulging from random parts of their head. The horde rushed at the isolated warriors, gnashing their pincers with mindless hunger. Jack observed the oncoming force and held his dagger arm back, waiting for the right moment. Jack: “Necrachnids. Starving pests of the afterlife. Try to use light-based attacks on anything we see, if you have any. I don’t bother learning them.” Jack’s energy finished charging, and he fired a neon-green ball at the ground in front of the spiders coming at his side. Upon hitting the ground, the ball broke into smaller pieces that coated a wide portion of the ground and sank into it, leaving a faint glow where they remained. Many of the first spiders in the wave tripped into these spots and were vaporized. Jack tossed his dagger as the horde was stalled and it flew back and forth across the lines, slicing through the fiends all on its own. Yet the spiders were still advancing too fast… another twenty seconds and they’d be at close range. Atrats, in a stunning display of usefulness, made a squeaking noise and blasted a wave of ink at a section of the spiders. All of the monsters that were coated in the mess grew suddenly, but then crippled into withered gray husks. Atrats chuckled and commended himself. |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| His exp After a bit of a tingly feeling subsided, he could no longer feel the pain throbbing in his wings, nor the discomfort of the bite wounds. In fact…he couldn’t even see them anymore! That potion really was something, for it not only healed his physical injuries, but also renewed his confidence in how long he would be able to fight. Grasping the hilt of his sword tightly, poison eyes shifted keenly, scanning the silhouettes that had begun their approach. Some part of him actually thought he could analyze what was marching through the portal, though the other part of knew he would have to roll with the punches, so to speak. Looking at Jack from the corner of his eye, he nodded to show he understood their plan. Their task didn’t sound that hard. All they had to do was repel the fiends and force them back through the portal. Easy enough, right? He didn’t even want to think about what lurked on the other side of the portal, so he made a large mental note not to go through the gate. Distracted by his thoughts, he was snapped back to reality by the sound of hundreds of disgusting legs rubbing together and skittering across the ground. Slightly alarmed, though he did not show it, he summoned a fireball in his left hand, which grew rapidly and illuminated part of the sewer. What ugly creatures these were! Hundreds of eyes squinted in annoyance at the adamant light-source as grinding jaws grew closer every second. Finally, when the fireball was about as large as a car, he hurled it at the second squadron of necrachnids. Vile, bulbous bodies set aflame where they stood, they continued running about in a mad, screeching frenzy in an attempt to extinguish the flame, only to find themselves fading to a sizzling heap of disheveled remains. Did fire count as a light based attack? If not, then he hadn’t bothered learning any either. He was a demon, after all! Pleased that his fire had worked, he decided to try something else to ease his curiosity. As he started to charge another fireball, he thrust his blade into the ground. The blade itself seeped through and became embedded in the floor as a black carpet of dark energy crept its way towards the vampiric spiders, imitating their quick movements in the way that it advanced. As it reached the spiders, the sort of black shadow acted as tar and stopped the spiders. Although they tried vigorously to free themselves from the ensnarement, they soon found themselves sinking as if in black, gooey quicksand. It was not long before they completely vanished from sight and ceased to exist, having sunken into the floor and been trapped. Jared threw the prepared fireball at another legion of beasts, obliterating them as the first one had. Though the idea of the black ooze had been a good one, he would soon need his sword for battle as some of the remaining necrachnids were getting wise and using their dying brethren as a bridge to cross the black sea. He turned to see how Jack was faring against the brutes when he saw Atrats actually do something useful for a change. Seeing that his sword was no longer doing them any good implanted in the ground, he drew it back to his hand and waited for the brigade to move a bit closer. He wondered what other monstrosities would make their way through the portal, but for now, he was fixed on the spiders. |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jack worriedly analyzed the situation. The three of them were performing heroically, but they still weren't enough to hold off the spiders, which crept ever closer. Now desperate for a way to hold off the fiends, Jack pulled more shadows into his hand like he had earlier in his spar with Jared. However, instead of expelling them as wispy beams he rapidly fired them as pill-shaped blast, perhaps shooting fifty a second at the nechrachnids. The demons he hit were knocked back and screeched as the shadowy bullets punctured their soft bodies, and though he hit many of them, there were simply too many! Jack anxiously looked back at Jared to see how he was faring. His fire was working rather well... suddenly, an idea came to him.
Jack: "Hey, Jared! Feel like sharing some of that fire?" Black thorns sprouted around them to make a tight protective ring, and not a moment too soon - the spiders on Jack's side, at least, were just about to swarm over them. The horrible bugs, now faced with this obstacle, busied themselves with eating through it. Wouldn't it be terrible for them if their thorny snack were suddenly lit ablaze? Jack laughed darkly at the idea. The spiders stopped pouring from the portals, and in their place appeared much larger shadows in the green ring... |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| Although they made quite a team in the way they were destroying the putrid creatures, he could tell that they weren’t making too much of a dent in the spiders’ forces. Despite their best efforts, the enemy seemed endless in supply and Jared really didn’t want to see what they looked like up close and personal. He watched as Jack unleashed his bullet-like shadow powers, annihilating many of the spiders, though they were easily replaced with more. He looked to Jack as if he expected him to have some sort of answer to their apparent dilemma. It seemed that Jack had an idea after all…
Reminiscent of their previous battle, thorns fought through the concrete and surrounded them, though this time they were to aid their cause rather than kill Jared. The spiders, frustrated with being deprived of their meal, quickly began eating through their defenses. To Jack’s question, his response was a mere devious smirk as fire once again ignited his hand and soon spread throughout the black vines, incinerating the munching necrachnids before they could get any closer to the three of them. The number of spiders was dwindling quickly now, thanks to Jack’s idea. His grin grew wider as he watched their assailants burst into flame, and soon a dark chuckle rose from his throat. That was, of course, before he saw the ominous shadows approaching from the portal. “This just keeps getting better and better, doesn’t it?” he said sarcastically to Jack as he braced himself for another onslaught and a different tactic to conquer it. |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Roasting spider flesh. Jack laughed along with Jared, too caught up in the creatures' torment to notice the ominous shadows like his partner had.
The fire suddenly died down as the briars retreated into the earth. Jack's alarmed look proved that he didn't intend to dispel them, and he quickly pulled up his sleeve to observe his bare arm where he had slashed himself earlier. The blood trick had worn off, meaning no more Form spells without another sacrifice. But it had chosen just the right time to wear out - the only remaining spiders were now too weak to continue their assault. One crippled gray one shot a webby liquid at Jack's face, but Atrats drenched the monster in black goo and it died with a shriek. Spitting furiously, Jack wiped the web off of his face and got a clear look at the newest wave. Out of the ring stepped a terrible ogre of a fiend. It resembled both a man and a rhinoceros in its build, except it had chipped tusks coming out of its head and its skin was rotted off at several parts of its body, showing its weathered skeleton beneath. It had bulky forearms and shins, but the upper parts of its limbs were extremely stringy. The beast weilded an enormous battleaxe that did not look at all friendly. With a booming roar, the ogre called another of its kin into the ring from the opposite side, this one closer to Jared. Jack: "... ... ... That... uh, God, I don't even know what that thing is." But that wasn't all. Eight identical bat-like monsters flew in as well, two accompanying each ogre and four forming their own troupe. They were really just round blobs with wings sticking out, and enormous goofy mouths filling the bottom half of their bodies. Their skin had a black and white checkerboard pattern, and they had bulging eyes that stared with a crazed look. Now that this battalion had assembled, the ogres came for Jack and Jared separately, and the four bats fluttered madly toward Atrats. Jack groaned frustrated, hoping the fight to end soon. This was getting a bit old. Jack: "Atrats, just how much better is this going to get? How many demons did you see coming through?" Atrats quivered at the oncoming monsters, and answered Jack a bit distractedly. Atrats: "Uh, I dunno... it's kinda strange, y'know, these aren't the same demons that I saw at all. The ones I saw were all cat-like and had turquoise X-ey marks on them. Yipe!" Jack: "What? These aren't the same ones? Brilliant. More demons wandering around earth. Let’s just deal with this load now. Watch your head, Jared." Jack raced toward his ogre, darting left and right as he closed in to confuse the stupid thing. He was able to dodge past both of the bats as they swept at him, and finally with a leap he intended to quickly stick his blade into the ogre's fat forehead. Yet it had reflexes quicker than he anticipated, and his jump was stopped short when the ogre raised the flat side of its axe in Jack's trajectory. Jack hit the metal weapon with a clunk, and fell down to the ground to land on his back. Ouch... |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| Why had the briars disappeared? Though it was not made obvious by his current exp Emerald eyes grew wide with terror as the next opponent stepped out from behind the shroud of green mist. The horrifying ogre wielded a nasty looking battleaxe that glinted dangerously in the dark shroud of the underground. What was that? A man or a tank? It didn’t matter, what did matter was that there was more than one. One for each of them, apparently, and chances were they really would be fighting for their lives this time. Casting a glance in Jack’s direction, it seemed that he was worried too. Then again, how often did he have to deal with this sort of thing in the Netherworld? Jared grimaced as the foul beasts lumbered forward, accompanied now by bat-like creatures with deranged exp Hearing Atrats’s hasty reply forced his green orbs to squint into a menacing glare. Well, it wasn’t Atrats’s fault that there would soon be even more monsters to try and tear them to shreds, though the fact that these weren’t even the same demons he had seen earlier didn’t help Jared’s quickly rotting attitude. All the better, maybe being angry would help him to fight more ruthlessly, though ore than likely it would just cause him to be reckless and make a great deal of mistakes. No, he couldn’t lose his head this time. Not wanting to waste any more time, he cast a nasty look in the ogre’s direction, almost letting it know there wasn’t much time left for it to live. By now his eyes were streaked with golden highlights as he rushed forward, knowing Jack had done the same with his own opponent. Just before he reached the ogre, that foreboding axe came crashing down before him, and he promptly disappeared… Thinking he was rather crafty indeed, he reappeared on top of the ogre with the intent of driving his sword through the beast’s skull, though he had forgotten about the bats fluttering at the ogre’s shoulders, seemingly harmless. They had chosen that moment to knock Jared from his perch, just in time too, for with the beast’s quick reflexes [much faster than he had thought possible for a monster of that size], had he stood there a moment longer, he would have felt the cold steel of the axe before his vision faded to black. However, since he fell from the imaginary target painted on the fiend’s skull, the axe embedded itself into the back of its own head where Jared had been moments before. Distracted with the needle-like fangs clasped onto his arm, he didn’t notice the hulking beast begin to teeter on its feet unsteadily, though the impact that followed shook the whole dwelling. The disgusting crack of bone echoed through the tunnels as the beast met the cement floor with the loudest thud imaginable before disintegrating into a wisp of black smoke. Now unperturbed by that foul diversion, he turned once again to face the two bats, one of which who’s jaws were clamped tightly onto his right arm, causing warm vermillion to ooze from his flesh and drop in splotches to the floor. The other beast was circling around him, teasing him like a cat would a mouse. Staring fixedly into the biting creature’s crazy gaze, his sword suddenly ignited inside of the bat’s throat, causing a mad series of shrieks to emit from its burning body before it too disappeared in a black cloud. With those two out of the way, he turned his gaze to his last opponent which held the same crazed exp |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Jared kicks ass XD
--- Jack, from his position on the ground, glanced over toward Jared. He was doing excellent. Even putting Jack to shame, really. Jack looked back upward, where the ogre was looming and ominously raising its axe, aiming for a clean blow to the neck. That familiar wicked look found itself on Jack's face once more as he raised him palm toward the ogre's head. Jack: "What does a rhino-beast fear, I wonder?" The ogre brought the axe down just as a white mist was shot from Jack's palm. With a sniff, the brute recoiled, and dropped the axe off to the side - it would have severed Jack's legs if he hadn't rolled back to his feet. The ogre, now utterly confused from the chemical, staggered around and stared at its surroundings with scared, wide eyes, and let out a terrified roar. Jack: "Hah-HAH! Cry, you disgusting thing! Rar!" Jack waved his arms around, badly imitating some kind of monster, and the ogre withdrew, stepping closer to the edge of the ring. Jack leapt at it and made a flurry of lightning-quick slashes with his dagger, tearing shreds to the ogre's rotted skin, and the thing was knocked back through the green portal. Jack brushed some bits of skin off of his coat and turned around. He remembered the bats as one of them dived into his face and knocked him back. Turning around sharply, he tossed his dagger, which homed in on the demon as it flew around and stuck it in the back. The bat dropped into the channel and lived no more. The second bat flew in at Jack right afterward, but Jack caught its wings in each hand just before it latched onto his face. The monster bit and snapped wildly, trying to close its enormous fangs on the head just inches out of its reach, and Jack recoiled in disgust. But the bat slowed to a stop, and let out a terrified squeal before it suddenly died... Jack dropped it to the stone floor, having just sucked the life out of it with a vampiric touch. That finished, Jack looked around at Jared, who had finished off his fiends, and Atrats, who was floating above an inky pile on the floor that he assumed were the bats. Now if he could just close the portal… Jack ran to the edge of the ring and prepared to dispel it, but he was interrupted by an enormous twenty-foot flesh tentacle that shot out and slammed the ground just feet from him. Close one there… Jack: “N – no… it can’t be!” The tentacle scrunched up as it pulled a tremendous weight from the other side of the portal. A second shot out on the other side of Jack, laboring to move whatever body it belonged to. Jack staggered backward toward the center of the ring, making way for the largest demon yet… It appeared to be a giant brain, perhaps as large as a house, oozing with slime and with four tentacles total. The tentacles smashed around the room blindly as the brain jiggled… Jack: “We’ve just gained the unpleasant company of an Insane. Close your mind, if you can, so it doesn’t drive you to madness. And watch out for the tentacles, of course.” There was a flash of blue mist in Jack's hand, from which his dagger materialized.With this he made another cut on his right arm. Jack: “We’ll need a little help for this…” --- You can have control of the Insane to some extent, just don’t kill it off yet. It’s got some nifty tricks to show off, first. (edited by Jack Skellington on 04-10-06 11:48 PM) |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| ((Thanks, so does Jack XP))
-------- After killing the last of the bat creatures, he looked over to Jack to find that his ogre beast was going berserk! It seemed to be terrified of something, though Jared noticed nothing diferent about the dank sewers. It must have been another of Jack's tricks. He couldn't help but smile as he tanuted the beast before slashing it to pieces, its dead skin falling pathetically to the ground before it was forced back through the portal. Jack's battle tactics never ceased to amaze him as he then watched him sap the life from one of the bats as it snapped at him inches away from his face. "Nice job, Jack!" Turning to Jack, it seemed that he and Atrats had finished their mini duels. Finally! Maybe now Jack ould close the portal before any more inconvieniences could squeeze their way through. He became so confident that he began to wonder what he would do when all of this was over. Perhaps he would finally go to the store and pick up some food. His thoughts were cut short by the sound of something grotesque slamming into the ground. The sound of Jack's distressed voice caused his stomach to churn uncomfortably. For him to sound that disturbed, it must be pretty bad. Reluctantly, he turned towards the portal to see a giant tentacle, followed by three more like it and what appeared to be a giant...was that a brain? "An Insane?" He didn't like the sound of that at all. As Jack instructed, he closed off all routes to his intricate mind so that the Insane wouldn't have access to his thoughts. As Jack sliced his arm, Jared felt some solace as he knew the result would not be something pretty for the brain monster. He couldn't help but smirk, but that exp -------- Alright. |
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Jack Skellington Bit Since: 11-17-05 From: The Netherworld Last post: 6339 days Last view: 6328 days |
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| Suddenly, black smoke seeped from the ground and rapidly closed a second circle around Jared, Atrats, and Jack. The smoke continued flowing in its place after the ring was completed, forming little skull shapes with the wisps that faded into the air.
Jack: "Stay in this ring if you can, Jared! Your fighting ability will be increased while you're inside." Jack already felt much stronger, and was sure Jared felt the same. The brain inched closer, now planning to cover the ring with its bulk and force the fighters out. Fully realizing the terror of the Insane, Atrats broke down and sobbed hysterically on Jack's shoulder, spilling disgusting ink everywhere. Atrats: "It's hopeless! We're finished! We're gonna diiieeee!!! Jack, I don't want to die! It sounds smelly! Uh boo hoo hoo!" Jack shoved him away, and he spiraled into Jared. The impact knocked Atrats' light frame to the ground, where he sobbed into his own puddle of inky tears. Jack: "His simple mind was spoiled so soon! Pah, could've guessed." Jack leapt over Atrats and to the base of one of the tentacles. As it smashed down, Jack slid underneath it to its other side and then sharply changed course with another quick jump back when it hit the ground. As he flew through the air, making an arc over the tentacle, he made a series of lightning-quick slashes along its surface. The Insane reacted by sliding its tentacle across the floor and straight at Jack, but he dashed forward without a trace of fear and, holding his blue-glowing dagger in front of him, burst a hole right through the tentacle and emerged on the other side. Jack landed on his feet unharmed, but covered with cerebral slime. Jack glanced at his hand mischievously, which was lacking the dagger - he had left it in the hole in the tentacle! The Insane moved its appendage in pain as thousands of spiders emerged from the hilt of the blade, just as bats had earlier, and in a few seconds ate the damaged tentacle right off of the body. Jack held out his arm and his knife flew back into his hand, leaving the spiders to wander off into the sewer. Well, one tentacle severed and another injured. Jack had dealt with Insanes before in the Netherworld, although he had always had his trusty scythe handy and a non-corporeal form, which made it easier. They were doing okay for the time, but he knew that these monsters only became worse as time passed... The brain pulsated faster and faster, and still tried to smite the fighters with its tentacles. Though Jack had done his best to close his mind, he was beginning to feel himself slipping into Insanity... |
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Thechemist57 Red Tektite Since: 03-18-06 From: Under your bed Last post: 6375 days Last view: 6304 days |
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| As the smoke enveloped the three of them, Jared caught glances of cool looking skulls floating about in the gloom. He couldn’t help but grin at the brilliant idea, and hoped he could contribute something as useful to the battle with the Insane. A newfound power seemed to course through his veins, which was soon explained by Jack and caused his grin to spread even wider. Looking like a deranged Cheshire cat, he was beginning to think that they might actually stand a chance now.
Nodding to Jack he turned his attention back to the brain. There was no way he would leave this circle if he could help it. He began formulating a battle strategy when out of nowhere, Atrats collided with him and fell to the ground. It was hard not to feel at least a smidgeon of pity for the sprite, despite how annoying he had been earlier. Watching Atrats disappear, he wondered if it would have really been so bad for him to stick around and help with the fight. After all, he had held his own against the bat creatures. Shaking his head sadly, he dismissed the thought from his mind and leered up at the brain. Seeing that Jack was wasting no time, he decided to follow his example and inflict some major damage to this brain-monster. Although he had never fought one before, let alone even seen an Insane, he knew they were not indestructible as he has already wounded one of the tentacles. Raising his sword, it became ignited once again, though the flame seemed to glow a bit brighter than before. Charging towards the already marked tentacle, he jumped over another one that came shooting towards him, which Jack soon managed to rip straight through. Using this tentacle as a sort of stair, he jumped off of it towards his goal, doing a dodge in mid-air as it shot at him and bringing his sword down to severe it clear off. The writhing appendage fell to the floor and flopped around a bit before becoming totally lifeless. The stump that remained was steaming, filling the chamber with the echoey ‘hissss’ sound, but it did not bleed. Jared’s blade had cauterized the wound leaving it callous and clean. The Insane had only two tentacles left now as Jack had summoned a fleet of spiders to discard of the first. What remained of the beast flailed about madly, its remaining limbs waved about in a fit of hysteria and slammed against the walls of the sewer. He dodge-rolled to the side as one bolted towards him attempting to crush him against the wall. In his opinion, they weren’t doing too badly and the Insane should be dead in no time. Turning to look at Jack to see if he could read similar thoughts in his exp |
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