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(...WAIT...)
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(ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT HE'S-?)
(...)
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(NO WAY...)
hey man I'm the torturer [shaking your hand and detecting apprehension] that just means it's my job to torture people [visibly uncomfortable] there are lots of people like me
*[livewire sat alone in one of the small bedrooms in her bunker. her head still burned; figuratively and literally.]* *[the fight involving her and the hunters was equal parts destructive and brutal- if it wasn't for her exceptional durability, she would've been dead many times over. and now she's brought another potential fight straight to her crew.]*
*[she calculated what would happen if a fight were to break out here. almost none of the six were fully capable of combat, except for two. and one of those two couldn't come back if god forbid he died in the fight. another two of them were small children. one, her closest friend and ally. one more- damn near the love of her life.]*
*[a dull sort of anxiety stole over her. it left her itching for something to do- anything to quell this dread. robotically, she reached for the cough drops one of blails's gave her: the girl that led her out of the party. she couldn't taste, but she popped one in her mouth anyway.]* *[and that's when it hit.]*
*[after a long while, she finally came to.]*
*[she couldn't remember what'd happened after she took the candy, only a swirling mass of blurry azure.]*
*[she looked in her hand. every candy in the container was gone.]*
*[and so was the headache.]*
*[she felt around her forehead. no abnormal warmth. she was finally regenerated enough to perform an internal diagnostic, and she found zero trace of the tracking code.]*
*[by god.]*
*[that blue fox saved her.]*
*[livewire sat alone in one of the small bedrooms in her bunker. her head still burned; figuratively and literally.]* *[the fight involving her and the hunters was equal parts destructive and brutal- if it wasn't for her exceptional durability, she would've been dead many times over. and now she's brought another potential fight straight to her crew.]*
*[she calculated what would happen if a fight were to break out here. almost none of the six were fully capable of combat, except for two. and one of those two couldn't come back if god forbid he died in the fight. another two of them were small children. one, her closest friend and ally. one more- damn near the love of her life.]*
*[a dull sort of anxiety stole over her. it left her itching for something to do- anything to quell this dread. robotically, she reached for the cough drops one of blails's gave her: the girl that led her out of the party. she couldn't taste, but she popped one in her mouth anyway.]* *[and that's when it hit.]*
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(âŠSO⊠WHAT IS IT? Y'FIND ANYTHING WEIRD?)
.. .. ..
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(âŠBE4T? BE4TDOWN? WHAT DID'JA FIND?)
.. .. ..so lke. i felt 4round yur Forehe4d 4nd it ws supr Hot in the middle for some re4son. evn 4fter you cooled dwn.
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(YEAH⊠GO ONâŠ)
so i looked in yur entorhin4l n4vi systems 4nd thre w4s this weird Line of cde.-
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(OH MY GOD- STOP BEATING AROUND THE BUSH AND TELL ME WHAT I'VE GOT WRONG W'ME-!)
-you've been T4gged.
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(...WHAT?)
ye4h. the lne looks Simil4r to 4 UTM. th4t purple Hnter guy's got you bugged.
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(WH- HUH- GET RID OF IT THEN???)
i've Tried.! whle you were Out I did evrything i could Think of to er4se it but it just wuldn't budge.-
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(-OH FUUUUCK⊠I'VE PRACTICALLY LED HIM HERE TO THE BUNKER- HE'S LIKE A DAMN SLASHER KILLER! HE'LL TEAR EVERYONE IN THIS JOINT TO BITS!-)
-Pipe Dwn.! gee 4nd the kid're stll 4sleep.
(...)
.. .. ..you've doomed us 4ll.
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(-'N HE WAS ALL MUSCLEY AND HAD HIS MOUTH PINCHED CLOSED WITH HIS OWN TEETH. HE KINDA LOOKED LIKE IF YOU PUT YOU AND GEE IN A BLENDER.)
i Bet he lked Horrid.
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(YUUP. LOOKED JUUUST LIKE YOU.)
yur'e such 4 Nice person, Vivi. hmm.. .. .. d4mn. th4t prple guy re4lly did 4 Number on yu, huh.?
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(UGHHH, DON'T FUCKIN' REMIND ME... HAD TO FIGHT TOOTH 'N NAIL JUST A MAKE A DENT IN EITHER OF 'EM.)
i See. wth 4ll the skin you've lst it's 4 Mr4cle he didn't strip yu down completely.
.. .. ..4nd you s4id yu've got 4 He4d4che?
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(UH-HUH. GOT IT WHILE I WAS RETREATING FROM MR. MUNCHIES. DUNNO IF IT WAS THE STRESS OR S'MTHIN' ELSEâŠ)
well, whle you're Here on my t4ble, mnd if i go 'n lk through yur code to chck for 4nything?
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(Y'COULD PERFORM OPEN HEART SURGERY ON ME RIGHT HERE 'N I WOULDN'T EVEN FLINCH.)
good to See you stll trust me enough to dig thrugh your Guts.
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(KEHEH. ONLY IF I GET TO GO THROUGH YOURS.)
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
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..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" MAN, THIS MIGHT BE WORSE THAN THAT FUCKIN' FOREST.. "
' Don't even speak about it- ugh, I still shudder.. ' { Venison laughed, eyeing the area- spotting that one. } ' ..What? '
" HEY. SO ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT YA TOO? YES OR NO? I DON'T LIKE MYSTERIOUS LOOMING FIGURES. "
[...]
*[internally, he debated whether or not he should shoot them both.]*
*[but that speculation was promptly cut short by a clone launching themselves into the chandelier, nearly knocking him off.]*
' Do we help him? '
"..HE HIT THE FUCKING GROUND ALREADY YOU MORON. "
*[he then gets swarmed. cue stock screaming sound effect.]*
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What are you all doing?!?!?! No murder outside the games!!! [Galama appeared out of god-knows-where, stopping her foot in the air. She pulls Syn out of the swarm of clones.]
You can kill each other outside, if ya have to, not in the main hall!!! Apricots, deal with them.
[She waves it away, placing Syn on a high shelf while Apricity walks over to where Livewire and Venison are currently fighting.]
*[still locked in vicious combat with the two hinters so she doesn't notice apricity's approach. she's that locked in.]*
[She taps Livewire on the shoulder.]
Excuse me miss! Can we stop the fighting please? Weâve all got a big dance to attend to!
(GH-! WH'THE-?)
*[she jolts at the touch. the logic of this tiny child somehow standing calmly - let alone surviving - within in the middle of a miniature warzone is beyond her, but she stops her fighting to dodge around. keeping her distance.]*
(C-CAN'T- STOP! THESE FREAKS- WON'T- LET- UP-! GAAAH-!!)
[She walks over again, taking her hand and leading her towards the exit slowly. One hand stays out in front, all the clones melting like a simple fog meeting the morning sun.]
*[for the first time in what felt like hours, she finally steps out of that brutal gridlock. calm and - surprisingly - reassured. her drones bubble and boil away, melting into heated puddles of plastic and metal.]*
(...UHM. THANKS. I GUESS.)
*[she then proceeds to pinch the bridge of her nose with her free hand.]*
(UGH- AND I'VE GOT A STINGIN' HEADACHE. 'S LIKE SOMEONE INJECTED MAGMA INTO MY CPU...)
Is there anything else you need help with Miss? You seem pretty hurtâŠ
(NAH. SURE I DON'T. 'S NOT LIKE I'VE GOT HALF MY SKIN SHREDDED OFF, THAT'S FOR SURE.)
*[ye-ouch. but she's not wrong. all of the artificial flesh from down to her mid-torso and even a good chunk of her face is gone, actively trying to regenerate. her masquerade outfit nothing more than shredded fabric managing to hang loosely off her shoulders.]*
(ALL I WANNA DO NOW IS JUST GO HOME. RRGH- AND GET RID OF THIS MIGRANE...)
*[this party was a bust. first she got her copycat murdered by that weird flower lady- now, she had to throw down with two mutant super-freaks hellbent on killing her. what a streak of bad luck...]*
[She holds out a small packet- looks like one of those candy medicines.]
Maybe this can help your headache! And donât worry. Just go right after exiting and itâll take you home. Itâll be nice to see you again, Miss!
*[she took the packet of cough drops. the kid didn't know livewire couldn't taste... but there wasn't any point to decline. she just wanted to leave as fast as she can.]*
*[she stepped out of the mansion and took a turn to her right. and in an instant, she was home again.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" MAN, THIS MIGHT BE WORSE THAN THAT FUCKIN' FOREST.. "
' Don't even speak about it- ugh, I still shudder.. ' { Venison laughed, eyeing the area- spotting that one. } ' ..What? '
" HEY. SO ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT YA TOO? YES OR NO? I DON'T LIKE MYSTERIOUS LOOMING FIGURES. "
[...]
*[internally, he debated whether or not he should shoot them both.]*
*[but that speculation was promptly cut short by a clone launching themselves into the chandelier, nearly knocking him off.]*
' Do we help him? '
"..HE HIT THE FUCKING GROUND ALREADY YOU MORON. "
*[he then gets swarmed. cue stock screaming sound effect.]*
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What are you all doing?!?!?! No murder outside the games!!! [Galama appeared out of god-knows-where, stopping her foot in the air. She pulls Syn out of the swarm of clones.]
You can kill each other outside, if ya have to, not in the main hall!!! Apricots, deal with them.
[She waves it away, placing Syn on a high shelf while Apricity walks over to where Livewire and Venison are currently fighting.]
*[still locked in vicious combat with the two hinters so she doesn't notice apricity's approach. she's that locked in.]*
[She taps Livewire on the shoulder.]
Excuse me miss! Can we stop the fighting please? Weâve all got a big dance to attend to!
(GH-! WH'THE-?)
*[she jolts at the touch. the logic of this tiny child somehow standing calmly - let alone surviving - within in the middle of a miniature warzone is beyond her, but she stops her fighting to dodge around. keeping her distance.]*
(C-CAN'T- STOP! THESE FREAKS- WON'T- LET- UP-! GAAAH-!!)
[She walks over again, taking her hand and leading her towards the exit slowly. One hand stays out in front, all the clones melting like a simple fog meeting the morning sun.]
*[for the first time in what felt like hours, she finally steps out of that brutal gridlock. calm and - surprisingly - reassured. her drones bubble and boil away, melting into heated puddles of plastic and metal.]*
(...UHM. THANKS. I GUESS.)
*[she then proceeds to pinch the bridge of her nose with her free hand.]*
(UGH- AND I'VE GOT A STINGIN' HEADACHE. 'S LIKE SOMEONE INJECTED MAGMA INTO MY CPU...)
Is there anything else you need help with Miss? You seem pretty hurtâŠ
(NAH. SURE I DON'T. 'S NOT LIKE I'VE GOT HALF MY SKIN SHREDDED OFF, THAT'S FOR SURE.)
*[ye-ouch. but she's not wrong. all of the artificial flesh from down to her mid-torso and even a good chunk of her face is gone, actively trying to regenerate. her masquerade outfit nothing more than shredded fabric managing to hang loosely off her shoulders.]*
(ALL I WANNA DO NOW IS JUST GO HOME. RRGH- AND GET RID OF THIS MIGRANE...)
*[this party was a bust. first she got her copycat murdered by that weird flower lady- now, she had to throw down with two mutant super-freaks hellbent on killing her. what a streak of bad luck...]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" MAN, THIS MIGHT BE WORSE THAN THAT FUCKIN' FOREST.. "
' Don't even speak about it- ugh, I still shudder.. ' { Venison laughed, eyeing the area- spotting that one. } ' ..What? '
" HEY. SO ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT YA TOO? YES OR NO? I DON'T LIKE MYSTERIOUS LOOMING FIGURES. "
[...]
*[internally, he debated whether or not he should shoot them both.]*
*[but that speculation was promptly cut short by a clone launching themselves into the chandelier, nearly knocking him off.]*
' Do we help him? '
"..HE HIT THE FUCKING GROUND ALREADY YOU MORON. "
*[he then gets swarmed. cue stock screaming sound effect.]*
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What are you all doing?!?!?! No murder outside the games!!! [Galama appeared out of god-knows-where, stopping her foot in the air. She pulls Syn out of the swarm of clones.]
You can kill each other outside, if ya have to, not in the main hall!!! Apricots, deal with them.
[She waves it away, placing Syn on a high shelf while Apricity walks over to where Livewire and Venison are currently fighting.]
*[still locked in vicious combat with the two hinters so she doesn't notice apricity's approach. she's that locked in.]*
[She taps Livewire on the shoulder.]
Excuse me miss! Can we stop the fighting please? Weâve all got a big dance to attend to!
(GH-! WH'THE-?)
*[she jolts at the touch. the logic of this tiny child somehow standing calmly - let alone surviving - within in the middle of a miniature warzone is beyond her, but she stops her fighting to dodge around. keeping her distance.]*
(C-CAN'T- STOP! THESE FREAKS- WON'T- LET- UP-! GAAAH-!!)
[She walks over again, taking her hand and leading her towards the exit slowly. One hand stays out in front, all the clones melting like a simple fog meeting the morning sun.]
*[for the first time in what felt like hours, she finally steps out of that brutal gridlock. calm and - surprisingly - reassured. her drones bubble and boil away, melting into heated puddles of plastic and metal.]*
(...UHM. THANKS. I GUESS.)
*[she then proceeds to pinch the bridge of her nose with her free hand.]*
(UGH- AND I'VE GOT A STINGIN' HEADACHE. 'S LIKE SOMEONE INJECTED MAGMA INTO MY CPU...)
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" MAN, THIS MIGHT BE WORSE THAN THAT FUCKIN' FOREST.. "
' Don't even speak about it- ugh, I still shudder.. ' { Venison laughed, eyeing the area- spotting that one. } ' ..What? '
" HEY. SO ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT YA TOO? YES OR NO? I DON'T LIKE MYSTERIOUS LOOMING FIGURES. "
[...]
*[internally, he debated whether or not he should shoot them both.]*
*[but that speculation was promptly cut short by a clone launching themselves into the chandelier, nearly knocking him off.]*
' Do we help him? '
"..HE HIT THE FUCKING GROUND ALREADY YOU MORON. "
*[he then gets swarmed. cue stock screaming sound effect.]*
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What are you all doing?!?!?! No murder outside the games!!! [Galama appeared out of god-knows-where, stopping her foot in the air. She pulls Syn out of the swarm of clones.]
You can kill each other outside, if ya have to, not in the main hall!!! Apricots, deal with them.
[She waves it away, placing Syn on a high shelf while Apricity walks over to where Livewire and Venison are currently fighting.]
*[still locked in vicious combat with the two hinters so she doesn't notice apricity's approach. she's that locked in.]*
[She taps Livewire on the shoulder.]
Excuse me miss! Can we stop the fighting please? Weâve all got a big dance to attend to!
(GH-! WH'THE-?)
*[she jolts at the touch. the logic of this tiny child somehow standing calmly - let alone surviving - within in the middle of a miniature warzone is beyond her, but she stops her fighting to dodge around. keeping her distance.]*
(C-CAN'T- STOP! THESE FREAKS- WON'T- LET- UP-! GAAAH-!!)
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" MAN, THIS MIGHT BE WORSE THAN THAT FUCKIN' FOREST.. "
' Don't even speak about it- ugh, I still shudder.. ' { Venison laughed, eyeing the area- spotting that one. } ' ..What? '
" HEY. SO ARE WE GONNA HAVE TO FIGHT YA TOO? YES OR NO? I DON'T LIKE MYSTERIOUS LOOMING FIGURES. "
[...]
*[internally, he debated whether or not he should shoot them both.]*
*[but that speculation was promptly cut short by a clone launching themselves into the chandelier, nearly knocking him off.]*
' Do we help him? '
"..HE HIT THE FUCKING GROUND ALREADY YOU MORON. "
*[he then gets swarmed. cue stock screaming sound effect.]*
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What are you all doing?!?!?! No murder outside the games!!! [Galama appeared out of god-knows-where, stopping her foot in the air. She pulls Syn out of the swarm of clones.]
You can kill each other outside, if ya have to, not in the main hall!!! Apricots, deal with them.
[She waves it away, placing Syn on a high shelf while Apricity walks over to where Livewire and Venison are currently fighting.]
*[still locked in vicious combat with the two hinters so she doesn't notice apricity's approach. she's that locked in.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
{ Deepcut squeaked, thwacking her with the gun, getting a skeptical brow-raise from Venison. Upon being thrown into the dance hall, the echidna skidded to his feet- looking at the few who were scattered about, hissing quietly under his breath. }
{ Venison got up shortly after, his legs almost sliding out from under him- but he launched forward at Livewire. }
' Get her away from the main hall! '
" AYE AYE, CAP'IN. " { Venison rolled his eyes, doing best to push them back to their original location. }
*[the swarm didn't let up. there were enough of them now to where a couple dashed for the hole the hunters blew through the wall and sealed it with their own bladed cable, essentially locking the three inside their little arena.]*
*[chaos tore through the room. some scrambled for the exits while others stood to defend themselves. the prime spawn and her swarm paid no mind to the rest.]*
*[except one.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
{ Deepcut grumbled as though vaguely inconvenienced by this, clawed fingers digging into silicone and into the innerworkings of the clones head- struggling to yank it off. }
{ Venison clapped a clones head between his hands, sprinting over to Deepcut and leaping up- grabbing the clone mid-sprint and taking it down to the ground with him. }
{ Deepcut got an opening, quickly moving backwards from the clones and getting up to a higher place- now shooting at them.}
*[although that wasn't just one of the many clones. that "clone" was the prime spawn herself.]*
*[from her position under deepcut's gargantuan form, her wires wrapped around his muscled limbs and forced him to the ground, after which she broke into a mad sprint, gaining velocity by the second.]*
(HHRRRGH- HRRRRAAAAAAAAAHHHH-!!!)
*[through the bullets, she swung the echidna far infront of her, taking venison with him, straight into the main dance hall.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" DOING WORK INSTEAD OF RUBBING ELBOWS WITH THESE FREAKS! "
{ Venison looked around, now that he was more free to move- he was trying to find the other gun he ended up discarding. He moved a lot more sluggishly, and seemed much more distracted- eyes continuously going to Deepcut who was faring much better than he was. }
' This is a party, you MORON! ' { Deepcut's voice broke slightly upon getting hit- slamming his elbow backwards into a clone, the movement very jerky- a bit like a reflex. } ' Seriously, I wish you could just have FUN for once! '
{ Deepcut, for being eight feet of pure muscle- moved disgustingly fast. He was certainly getting scarred up and was bleeding everywhere- but he continued doing what he could to take each of the clones on him down. He reached into a sheath on his belt, pulling out a dagger- a stupidly small weapon in his hands- thrusting it forward into one of the clones throats. He twisted it around before yanking it out- thrusting it into another. }
" WELL, I WASN'T MADE FOR THAT SHIT. SO QUIT NAGGIN', WHY DON'TCHA? "
' I wasn't either. We were both made to kill, I know that. '
" SEEMS- " { Venison's ear flicked, finding his gun on a bloody and gunpowder covered floor- grinning as he picked it up and tossed it to Deepcut, who caught it mid-air. } " I'M DOIN' A BETTER JOB! CAUSE GUESS WHO IS KILLING- AND GUESS WHO BE WHINGING?"
' Hmfh.. You tell yourself that. '
{ Deepcut pressed the gun to a clones forehead- immediately pulling the trigger. He flinched from the recoil, but never stopping. }
' You should flee, I can do this myself. '
" PFFH, NO THE FUCK Y'CAN'T! YOU NEED ME! "
{ Deepcut rolled his eyes, watching Venison throw himself at one of the clones attacking the echidna. }
' ..Urghh.. '
*[with each clone that went down, a newer, smaller one took their place. it seemed that the drones also had the ability to self replicate. they also seemed to be crafty and exceptionally brutal, as they used the body parts of their fallen sisters as bludgeons and daggers alike. the only thing keeping their numbers somewhat exponential was their impressive durability.]*
*[intending to make short work of the new threat, livewire prime pounced onto deepcut's chest, scrambling up and proceeding to violently maul his face and throat. claws scratched viciously, even her metal fangs got to get a figurative taste of the soft flesh of his neck; biting down and ripping out wet, warm, flavorless chunks.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
{ Each time a new drop of blood fell- it ignited once again, taking out chunks of silicone flesh along with his own meat. He bit, tore and scratched back- just barely being quick enough to keep himself from being reduced to shreds instantly. }
{ His ability to counter them slowly decreased, due to the fact he was being damaged faster than he could regenerate- his stamina was exhausted. }
{ hands locked around one of the clones, absurdly long and clawed fingers digging into its sides and tearing it down the middle- the intruding echidna shouldered his way into the center of the conflict, budging Venison right out. }
' Vots- ' { Deepcut picked up another and threw it across the room. } 'ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!'
" HEY, YER USIN' YOUR STUPID NICKNAME AGAIN.. THOUGHT Y'WERE MAD AT ME.. " { Venison smiled with what was left of his face, earning a glare from the echidna who was actively grappling with multiple clones. }
' I AM MAD AT YOU! ' { He whispered "hey, not nice" under his breath while whacking another clone away } ' THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! '
*[through the frenzy, claws still latched onto venison, livewire - livewire prime, to be specific - let out an electronic groan, pained but mostly exasperated:]*
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(DEAR FU-UCKIN' LORD N-N-OT ANO-OTHER ONE-!!)
*[at that, some of the drones switched their focus onto deepcut, tearing into him as the did venison.]*
" HOLY SHIT, HEH! FUCKS UP WITH YOU? Y'LOOK POSITIVELY FUCKED. "
{ Venison wasn't accompanied by Deepcut- but somehow he managed to stand with even more audacity and gall. He scratched his head with the barrel of his gun, head tilted and grinning. }
" DID THE GAMES GET TO YA OR SUMTHIN'? SERIOUSLY, DON'T THINK IT COULD EVER BE THAT BAD. "
{ Venison's nose twitched slightly, a bit of confusion settling over his face before relaxing back into that smug and lopsided grin. }
@votaryvenison
*[livewire's head whipped around, arms wrapped tight around her body. she twitched, ever so slightly.]*
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(...HOW WOULD YOU KNOW IT WASN'T THAT BAD.)
*[she kept a lazer focus on the gun venison wielded.]*
{ Venison noticed her eyes going to his gun, pulling it away from his head and pointing it at her- his grip lazy and careless, finger on the trigger as if he didn't mind it randomly firing. }
" EH, WELL- LOOK'AT YA! YER PRETTY SCRAWNY, NOT BUILT WELL FOR BEIN' GROWN- HM? HONESTLY, LOOKS LIKE IF'YA STUBBED YOUR TOE YOU'D LOSE IT. "
" DON'T THINK THIS LOOKS ALL THAT SERIOUS.. HEH. WHAT'D THEY DO, PAPER-CUT YA, PRINCESS? "
*[saying all this to what was essentially a hyperspecialized murder bot was ballsy as hell. her systems calculated countless ways to turn venison into shredded roadkill; but the situation didn't call for all that...yet.]*
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(...WHADDYA WANT FROM ME, ROADKILL.)
*[rather coldly, she turned to fully face him and crossed her arms, now staring daggers directly up into his eyes.]*
" WOOW, CREATIVE AINT'CHA? MAYBE I'LL GIVE YA' A TREAT IF YOU COME UP WIH'SUMTHIN BETTER. PFF! "
" ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YEAH? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? SHAKING LIKE A LEAF, TWIGGY. "
" GIVE ME THE DETAILS AND I CAN DO Y'ONE WORSE. "
*[an electronic snarl rumbled from livewire's throat. her tail began to flag.]*
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(MY DOUBLE GOT GOT IN A FUCKED GAME OF MURDER MYSTERY. TH' GAMEMASTER RIDDLED ME WITH HOLES TO COUNT ME OUT. )
*[something of a dark shadow passed over her face.]*
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(...YOU SURE Y'CAN?)
" MADE QUICK WORK OF THINGS MUCH MORE GRIZZLY THAN YA. "
{ Venison tilted the gun back to his head, eyes rolling up as he pulled the trigger- the bullet going straight through his skull, and he still smiled. His grin seemed to have grown wider. }
" HEH. YER MOVE, LITTLE LADY! THOUGHT I WOULD GIVE YOU AN ADVANTAGE. LOOKS LIKE YOU'D NEED ONE. COME AT ME! "
{ The bullet was pushed out from the entry point, and he caught it in his hand- clenching his fist around it. }
*[this guy was crazy. for a picosecond, she respected him a little.]*
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(YOU WANT TO GET DOWN HERE? NOW? AND PEOPLE SAY I'M A JUNKIE FOR FIGHTS.)
*[regardless, she prepared herself for a fight. she widened her stance, quills bristling, flexing her hands as if itching for something to throttle. she hissed, baring metal fangs that flashed in the low light.]*
" EH, JUNKIE S'A UNFAIR TERM FOR ME- SHITS MY JOB."
{ Venison snorted, shaking the hand out that clenched the bullet, thick blades of metal forcing themselves out from his knuckles- akin to Wolverine. He leveled himself with Livey- taking a step to the left as though he were going to circle her- before immediately throwing himself at her. }
{ He reeled his clawed hand back instantly, digging into her face with both his natural claws and the metal blades- pulling and yanking on Livey's skin. }
*[she hissed, enraged. as soon as venison made contact with the android, barbed and razor-bladed metal cord exploded from her quills, wrapping around his arm and latching on as tight as they could, scoring deep wounds.]*
*[she managed to pull his hand away from her face, now torn and stained with glowing, sweet smelling fuchsia ichor. slowly, the wounds sealed up, pixels coating the scratches. with the both of her hands and the help of the metal cable, she managed to spin the hunter round and round in a circle... before chucking him into the nearest wall.]*
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('S THAT ALL YOU G-GOT, FLESHBAG?!)
*[whatever she was, it clearly wasn't flesh.]*
{ Venison shrieked with laughter, his wounds stitching themselves back together as he recovered from being tossed- charging right at her. He didn't use his guns, however- even though they were typically what he used to get squabbles over with. He was prolonging this for fun, seemingly. }
{ The metal blades twisted and morphed slightly- the sharp part starting to mimic the ridges inside a wire cutter, positioning his fingers in a way where they'd be able to grip and slice any other wires that'd come for him. }
{ He clocked her in the jaw with his foot, digging it into her side as a way to hook himself- using his other leg to pull hers out from under her. He grappled with her, his fighting messy but brutal- getting his fingers around a wire. He didn't seem to mind the searing pain rocketing through his fingers, he dug his makeshift wire-cutters into it- while struggling to tear it off, he also dragged it across Livey- using that weapon against her. }
*[she rolled along the floor with venison, locked in a battle of nothing but hands and blades. using her size to her advantage, she managed to squirm down and coil herself near his torso; unleashing a hardy kick that stunned him just long enough to leave her free to now perch on top of the bigger of the two.]*
*[like an animal, she went wild on the jerboa, her metal blade claws now unsheathed. she scratched wildly at every weak point she could get at; neck, face, sides - in a hurricane of metal and brute force. she even snuck in a few hefty punches.]*
*[blood - artificial and natural - sprayed everywhere. the scent heated the air like fog.]*
*[unlike her opponent, she did not boast or cackle as he did. she was eerily silent; completely focused on taking down this target.]*
{ Venison uncontrollably laughed as his skin split with the wounds, fusing back together and being ripped open once more. He even let out a little mock-scream, waving his hands while feigning helplessness. As she was perched on him, the fabric of his clothes started to rip- pulled apart by gnarled and blood-stained teeth. }
{ The multiple mouths on his arms, the two on his chest, and the one in his middle had the "lips" on each of them ripple slightly- stretching out and shooting the teeth forward like a goblin sharks. Each one bit down on her, pulling away and taking all the skin it hooked with Venison. }
" THINK- HEEEHEE- GAVE Y'MORE CREDIT THAN I SHOULD'VE! PFFFHHH.. YOU TICKLE! "
{ He stuck out his tongue, a childish mockery- slipping the other gun out of its holster. }
" Y'DON'T LIKE THESE, DO YA? GUNS SPOOKY? SPOOKY GUN? OOOOOOOO OOOOOO? "
{ Venison snickered, airplaning the gun at her- making noises like he were a ghost. }
*[she shrieked in pain and rage as the mouths tore at her "flesh". one of them even managed to latch on to her arm, taking all the silicone skin and padding hiding the robotic elements with it.]*
*[she didn't take the mockery lightly, however.]*
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(RRRGG- GRRRAAAAAAHHHHH-!!)
*[like a swarm of locusts, dozens of threads of barbed wire exploded from the android, wrapping themselves tight around venison's limbs, razors and barbs digging into every available inch of his body.]*
*[she wrested the gun from his hands and turned it back on him, a wheezy chuckle climbing out of her voicebox.]*
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(HHHhh- HEHEHEHEH- HHOW'S THAT- FOR TICKLIN', ROADKILL?)
{ Venison snickered, wriggling more- making the wires dig further into him- streams of blood starting to pour out of the wounds. }
" UTTER SHIT. "
{ He lapped up some of the blood on him, tongue wriggling to get enough- swishing it with his spit and spitting it on Livey. }
{ It sounded like a gunshot rang out- the air reeked of gunpowder. The wires were decimated, exploded and fried- gore from Venison covering the walls. He stood, a body full of holes and drooping flesh. He rolled his shoulders, sounds of crackling as they forced themselves back into place. }
{ He jutted his left arm outwards, the bone snapping and poking out from his upper arm. He pulled it out with his teeth, holding it in his right hand as though it were a club. }
{ The flesh from his left arm drooped, loose skin seeming to writhe as though it didn't know what to do about the absence of a bone. }
" THAT GUN AIN'T GUNNA DO SHIT- " { He cracks his jaw back into place- using the bone for a little more support, his eyes rolling back down to face the android. } " -TA ME. THINK IT'S REAL CUTE YER THINKIN' YOU HAVE A CHANCE. "
"SO EY, WANNA BLOW MY BRAINS OUT? JUST GIVE IT A TRY, LITTLE LADY! PULL THAT TRIGGER, SEE WHERE IT GETS YA!"
{ When Venison finished talking, he immediately threw himself at Livey- hitting her with his own bone. }
"HOOOOMEERUN!"
*[it was a miracle how livewire was still functioning at this point. all of the faux skin and muscle on her lower half had been blown off from the blast leaving only the metal skeleton beneath.]*
*[her body was thrown off venison and into the wall, still clutching the gun. her systems reeled with pain when she was hit with the bone.]*
*[this was not a fight she could win alone. she had to get out of here. and call for back-up.]*
*[getting down on all fours, longer strands of wire emerged from her back as she leapt forward and dived past venison, gliding on the bladed cable like skates as she raced down through the halls.]*
*[he might be stronger, but she's faster.]*
{ He did try to pursue her- but ended up collapsing, due to the fact his body couldn't keep up with repairing so many injuries and all of this movement. }
{ He laid limply on the floor, chuckling- twitching slightly. Livewire felt something akin to a little tap on the forehead, quickly turning into a searing sensation. Like a piece of summer was localized in her cranium. }
{ ..FUCK, I NEED A NAP. }
...
..
.
*[in the mere minutes that it had took livewire to make her escape, she had found her "backup".]*
*[she needed only to reach within herself.]*
*[they surrounded him.]*
*[they were going to tear this piece of roadkill to shreds.]*
" HMH. 'GUESS I GOTTA GIVE YOU CREDIT FOR NOT BACKIN' DOWN- BUT POINTS ARE GETTIN' DOCKED FOR NOT DOIN' IT YOURSELF! I DON'T NEED MORE ME TO BEAT ANYTHIN'. I'M STRONG ON MY DAMN OWN! "
{ Venison's form repaired itself the best he could, scrambling to his feet. He's been through worse, including that god-forsaken indigo forest. His chest heaved, the now-exposed mouths on him grinding their teeth. }
{ He was twitching, shaking- not from fear. Adrenaline was being pumped straight through him, making the hunter buzz. }
" WELL, C'MON! GET ME! "
{ Venison tore open his good arm with his teeth, swinging it at one of the clones before slamming his leg into another. Blood droplets slowly started to coat the area- fresh ones, unignited. }
" DON'T GET SHY ON ME NOW! "
*[at that oh-so bold request, livewire and the pack of drones leapt for venison, each matching the strength of their creator.]* *[they tear at whatever scrap of flesh they could get their claws on, cutting down to bone and even then not stopping. some even settled for rubbing their faces aggressively on venison, as their faces were completely shrouded in barbed wire.]* *[a single command ran through them like lightning, overriding even their basic instincts: "terminate the threat. leave no trace. leave no body."]*
