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Mate Kata
#9
Oops.

The eldritch shaft of pure darkness shrieked through the air and struck It with such concussive force that the creature was thrown backwards in the explosion, the vertebrae of Its spine giving a sickening crack as It collided with the Nexus floor. A whisper of black smoke trailed behind, curling innocently in mid-air above the monster’s dazed and twitching form.

Eyes rolling forward from where they’d been rocketed to the back of Its skull, It attempted to rise. The gaping wound in Its neck stung terribly, the splinters of ice left by Kopaka’s sword shifting with every putrid rattle of Its lungs. Residual magical debris clung to Its moldy costume, the faded splashes of color that decorated the fabric tainted by smears of charred black. With a rustle of movement, these burnt patches gently flaked off in a shower of ash, the alien’s shredded silk-skin fluttering even in the absence of a breeze, membranous flesh whiter than the belly of a shark.

Its silly clown shoes slipped in an unexpected patch of wetness on the ground. Over the course of their skirmish, the competing elements of fire and ice had made the air thick and heavy with condensation, heat and vapor simmering around the three primes akin to the tropical interior of a greenhouse. Additionally, as It was a creature accustomed to swimming like a fat crocodile through human detritus and waste, Alexus setting It on fire had the unintended result of making the surrounding area smell like a vat of sewage… a vat of sewage that had been, you guessed it, set on fire.

“Ugh,” Alexus complained, waving her hands around to ward off the foul stench. “This thing reeks, dude! Why couldn’t they have put that on the bounty board, huh?”

Rising onto Its forelimbs, Pennywise visibly struggled to remain upright, movements turned sluggish by Its injuries. The creature stumbled like a drunk, proceeding to utter a series of unintelligible grunts and hisses that sounded like a pack of gremlins running loose around Christmastime.

“Ond häxkvinna, branden brinner mig!” It spat, eyes glinting like two newly-minted quarters as they narrowed hatefully at the feline woman.

Alexus’ scarlet eyes flashed. While she couldn’t understand whatever alien tongue this… thing was gibbering in, she knew when she was being insulted!

“The hell did you just call me?!” she demanded, brandishing her sword threateningly.

“Not telling. Use that little pink walnut for once,” the clown croaked, gesturing loosely to Its own forehead. It was tickled to death at the wordless, angry hiss It got in response, an obnoxious chortle rumbling in Its chest.

The creature’s tongue rubbed in a long, contemplative sweep over Its protruding fangs, yellow gaze homing in on Kopaka. Regardless of the mirth the clown felt at Alexus’ expense, It was unsettled by the relative stoniness of her partner. Well, not unsettled— that was too close to fear, and It did not relish being something so contemptible as afraid. Rather, It was merely… wary of the biomech. The mechanical warrior’s body had been so smooth on Its tongue, colder than anything It had ever experienced before, and yet his almost insectoid exoskeleton was difficult to pierce with even Its bone-crushing strength!

A sour thought prickled within the depths of Its lizard brain, the bitter taste of it settling heavily over Its tongue. Like that club of loser children, these two buffoons could potentially defeat Pennywise! Through working together! How despicable! How disgusting! How utterly unacceptable! It would tear them into mincemeat before that happened!

The creature’s talons curled inward on reflex, itching for something to rip to shreds. Abruptly, Its eyes dropped to where the mangled corpse of the Stormtrooper lay only a short distance away, discarded and ignored like a broken child’s toy.

Well, he wouldn’t be ignored for much longer!

“Hey, pretty kitty,” It lilted, red grin stretching by unhallowed degrees when the woman’s glare immediately snapped to Its face. The creature’s eyes twinkled, playful and sinister all at once. “Wanna play ball?”

Alexus’ brow furrowed in confusion. Her lips parted as if to speak, body angling just slightly toward Kopaka. “What? What’s that supposed to—”

Moving quickly, It dove forward and grasped for the Stormtrooper's bucket-shaped helmet, claws scraping over the white plastoid in search of an opening. When It didn’t find one, the monstrous creature’s long, spindly fingers jammed into the helmet’s visor without much aplomb, the musical sound of breaking glass soon followed by a distinctly slick squelching noise. With a low, satisfied grunt and a mighty tug, Pennywise ripped the dead man’s head from his shoulders, the resultant spray of blood slathering over the clown’s nose and cheeks.

“Batter up!” Pennywise cackled, expertly pitching the severed head to the young bounty hunter.

Alexus, of course, caught the helmeted head with ease… and then promptly dropped it with a disgusted shout, her face a mask of revulsion. While she was preoccupied, Pennywise barreled forward with an astonishing lack of coordination, the monstrous creature stretching Its forelimbs to grasp at any part of the catgirl It could sink Its claws into. A gurgling peal of laughter was ripped from Its ruined throat, the beast’s dark red maw dripping with saliva and ferocious intent as It was nearly upon her.

Unfortunately, a solid barrier slammed into Its midsection before It could make contact, thoroughly knocking the wind out of the demented clown and thwarting any attempts It might have made to claw Alexus’ face off. The creature was reduced to making a weak swipe at her around Kopaka’s shield, wickedly sharp nails just barely managing to scrape her ribcage and leave one or two shallow scratches in their wake.

With an angry shriek, It mindlessly threw Itself back against the shield, the monster’s extended mandibles and metal clashing in a screech that reverberated throughout the Nexus. Its mouth gaped open so that It could snap Its jaws at the two primes sheltered behind the shield, clawed fingers slipping and sliding over the ice as they tried to tear their way in. The harsh lighting fiercely illuminated the points of every one of Its teeth as they clacked harshly together, from the imposing tusks of Its incisors to the less pronounced, arrowhead-like points of Its back molars.

Taking stock of his own battered state, Kopaka recognized the gravity of the situation they were in. The waggling of Its tongue sent acidic spittle raining down over their heads, the creature’s immense weight bearing down on the biomech’s limbs. His joints creaked audibly under this onslaught, the thin cracks in his carapace fracturing further and leaking blackberry-colored ichor. He needed to find some way to dislodge this demented clown…

Fwap! In a flash, Kopaka had brandished his Hau te Hoari and struck It in the face with the blade’s flat edge. While the force of the blow sent the beast staggering backwards like an overexcited terrier, the subzero coldness of the metal numbed the bruise almost instantly, ultimately mitigating the amount of damage dealt. Still, Pennywise blinked dazedly at the Toa, left completely at a loss as Its murderous haze faded into one of genuine bewilderment.

“Watch out, Ice-Man!” Alexus bellowed from somewhere behind It. The creature was momentarily confused at how she might have accomplished this, unable to comprehend the danger despite Its supposed intellectual superiority.

Whipping around, Pennywise was just in time to witness as the witch readied another one of her irritating spells. Sunbright voodoos zinged and churned impatiently around the woman in her demonically-charged form, the blisteringly hot embers whistling like a dozen fiery canaries as she ramped up the heat. A flamethrower-like blast burst from her palm, orange and yellow flames dancing vigorously before the extraterrestrial’s eyes.

Thinking fast, It contorted Its body into a frankly impossible bend to avoid being slow-roasted by the steady stream of fire, but even this wasn’t enough for It to escape a few minor burns across Its shoulder blades. Its red-painted mouth shaped into a startled O, lips babbling as It pranced clownishly away from the flickering tongues of flame. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!”

In Its haste to evade the shape-changer’s fiery magicks, Pennywise had fairly forgotten about the stone-cold biomech. Imagine Its surprise when, totally out of nowhere, a beam of ice shoomed past It, striking the smooth white of the Nexus floor and erupting into a burst of powdery flakes! Imagine the awed terror that swirled within the chaos of Its deadlights, the utter hatred simmering in Its eyes as It regarded the barrier of thorny ice that suddenly blocked Its route to safety! Imagine the nasty curl of Its upper lip as It turned to face the Imperial enforcer, needle-like teeth erupting out from every corner of Its ghastly, horrendous maw!

“Aw, you trying to keep me from leaving, Mr. Frosty? Sad to see me go?” Pennywise sing-songed, grinning an ugly grin.

The lenses of Kopaka’s mask glinted, the mechanical components of his arm clanking as he readied the ice sword. “Not especially.”

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