Post by ಠ_ಠ on Feb 18, 2011 17:22:42 GMT -5
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Gangrel Saw Charnel, for the brief split second of his life he saw the god of slaughter one final time. Then there was nothing.
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Gangrel Saw Charnel, for the brief split second of his life he saw the god of slaughter one final time. Then there was nothing.
Joshua stopped, he heard a sound in the distance over the din of the battle. It was like one resounding giant kernel of corn going "POP". He scratched his head a bit, the mask not fitting well. He watched Tori run off to the boats, his eyes focussed entirely on her ass. DAT ASS. He bit his bottom lip under the mask, then looked around. Yeah this place was fucked. That's what they get for building a holy city, it was just asking for some unholy army to tear it down. Places like this reality and scenarios like this were dime a dozen, He had caused several. Memories of a similar scenario flashed into his mind. His old form, proud and tall, surrounded by horrors in the forms of men and formless as men's nightmares around him as he marched down streets paved like this. How they danced, he and his minions sharing in the rape, slaughter and torture of his foes. Nuns were his favorite, something about holy vows of chastity and those holy robes got him in the mood.
Joshua turned and felt his body trembling, the muscles he had reworked were reacting to this and there were both Abyss soldiers and paladin warriors around, delighting in the preemptive sacking of this papal city-state. Joshua was jealous, he wasn't gunna get any nuns in this one, there was no pillaging or revelry for him. FUCK YOU ALL! I wanna get nun, not none! He pulled his hand back.
"fucking... HULK SMASH!"
He brought himself down to one knee and threw a huge straight punch down, his fist hitting the ground and his muscles tensing. He felt the first wave of it, then pulled his fist back and slammed it down again. And again. And again. And again. Each punch sent another lurch through the ground, soon it seemed to be shaking on it's own accord, Joshua kept punching, feeling the ground shift, feeling the unaligned definitely "Faulty" (BAM, another pun) Tectonic plates of this world starting to shift and bump together. A crack in the pavement started to form, running deeper, wider.
"WELCOME TO THE BONUS ROUND!"
Joshua slammed his fist again, a green flash as that Acid Ray of his activated shot through the crushed cobblestone, the ground started to split open, a huge fissure running from Joshua down the street, a building started to topple towards the main square. He kept punching and punching, the fissure opening wider as Paladin and Abyss Soldier alike started to fall into the crack. Chunks of debris falling from a building the fissure had run through slammed into the ground, pinning and crushing soldiers under it.
"RIP AND TEAR! I'M A BERSERK PACKIN' MAN AND A HALF!"
He kept slamming his fist into the ground until people could barely stand on the street from the earthquake he was generating. Joshua ran towards the boat on legs made bandy from his own, now self sustaining earthquake. Because if you're gunna have a hell on earth apocalyptic battle in a holy city, throw in a fucking earthquake or you're doing it wrong! Joshua ran as heavy chunks of stone fell around him, as meteors fired by huge, vague devices still rained onto the ruined city. This place was the pits, but still better than L.A.