11-06-2015, 01:50 PM
Doom–doom–doom–doom.
Drumming gallops of semblant cannonade blossomed as the densely fortified juggernaut thundered forth with steady jaunts, Mugiwara centered amidst the crosshairs of his begrudged ferocity. Every titanic stomp scarring an imprint into the battle-marred platforms, Okor snarled through degenerated chompers. Not one to frighten easy, Luffy stood his ground with visage veiled by a menacing shadow of spite.
". . . Languished?" the youth protested, puckering his digits into veiny fists and narrowing his brow upon the blood-hungry soldier blitzing toward him. "Ya' think I was just given strength? Born with conviction? . . . Ya' think I haven't endured hardship?!" he sneered, grating his meat grinders whilst his fighting spirit bubbled to the surface.
"You assuming I haven't experienced the agony of loss? The shame of failure? The sorrow of watching friends suffer? Never forced to crawl through grit and muck?! Never witnessed true devilry of the world?! . . . YOU THINK I HAVEN'T FELT PAIN?! THAT I–"
Pakoom!
Straw Hat's heartfelt declaration unceremoniously fizzled out beneath a blustering blare as what appeared to be a shriveled tsantsa vaulted along the girder near his feet, rupturing into a salvo of infective bone fragments curtained by a shallow shroud of, what a surprise, toxicity.
Pelted by viral remnants of scalp shards, the afflicted captain hobbled rearward out of the nebula's venomous reach. Grotesque contagions seeded beneath his bronzed epidermis, further devolving his corporeal integrity and forcing a wince from the pirate's gullet.
Damn it, that was close! Inwardly celebrating his small feat of eluding the horrific malady of disease that was sure to follow becoming engulfed within the meddlesome plume, Luffy failed to recognize the tactic for what it truly was: a diversion.
"No, THIS is pain, boy!" the devout macabre interjected, plunging through the concealing cloud and hoisting his carnal reaper with far greater ease than previously capable, briskly rending the caustic air on its hungered path for the enemy's guts. Pressed for time to rebound, Straw Hat meagerly avoided death via bisection, instead procuring a gnarly laceration along his toned abdomen, adding to his collection of cankerous lesions.
"Ergh! I wasn't finished talking you gloppy goober!" Luffy lashed out, zipping clear of the armored husk's lonesome optic. Scanning the field incessantly, he spotted the stretchy scrapper above him in the nik of time, just long enough to see a mighty fist barreling toward him like a spiraling drill.
"Gomu Gomu Rifle!" The captain exclaimed as his corkscrewing mitt bore into the heretic's chest plate, his gnarled ceramite vestment crumbling against pulverizing gyrations. Amidst the heated onslaught, Okor managed to snag ahold of his assailant's whirling arm to halt its motion. Making use of his hulking figure, the space gunner swung his limber nemesis 'round and 'round before ultimately hammering the lad into the steely terrain.
"You're ten thousand years too early to lecture me about inner strife you doltish pup," he barked, casually awaiting his foolish adversary's riposte.
Shoveling himself back up, the hexed pirate caught a whiff of his own curdling wounds, vitality steadily dissolving. Peeyew! Is that me or him? "Oi oi, did you fart smelly?!" The rubber fool chuckled. His vision blurred and the racket of Okor's screaming gears regressed to muffled whistles. Not good. I'm starting to see double, no, triple of his fungal fanny.
It grew more and more apparent that Luffy was the impetuous hare in this voracious relay of wits and wills, and Okor the cleverly tempered tortoise. Nurgle's chosen had patiently worn Mugiwara down, whose tremorous blows proved effectual but held no significant value against a warrior lassoed by the threads of death itself. The longer this progressed, the further his odds depleted. The walking aegis needed to be felled now.
"Huff . . . I can't see . . . can't smell . . . huff . . . can't hear. Ugh, can barely stand to boot," Luffy pondered, amassing the likelihood of victory and failure alike. But I've still got a chance . . . If I have no way to know where he is, I'll just hit everything!
Inhaling the distasteful air around him, Luffy swelled up like a fleshy blimp and proceeded to twist his torso around with several motions, striking curiosity in the marine standing idle. "Gomu Gomu no . . . " he incanted with a murmur before exhaling a torrential gust from his lips and uncoiling to propel himself forth at grand velocity.
" . . . STOOORM!! RAHHH!!!" He shouted with finality in his tone, delivering a wicked maelstrom of rabid fists akin to a gatling barrage of doom.
Drumming gallops of semblant cannonade blossomed as the densely fortified juggernaut thundered forth with steady jaunts, Mugiwara centered amidst the crosshairs of his begrudged ferocity. Every titanic stomp scarring an imprint into the battle-marred platforms, Okor snarled through degenerated chompers. Not one to frighten easy, Luffy stood his ground with visage veiled by a menacing shadow of spite.
". . . Languished?" the youth protested, puckering his digits into veiny fists and narrowing his brow upon the blood-hungry soldier blitzing toward him. "Ya' think I was just given strength? Born with conviction? . . . Ya' think I haven't endured hardship?!" he sneered, grating his meat grinders whilst his fighting spirit bubbled to the surface.
"You assuming I haven't experienced the agony of loss? The shame of failure? The sorrow of watching friends suffer? Never forced to crawl through grit and muck?! Never witnessed true devilry of the world?! . . . YOU THINK I HAVEN'T FELT PAIN?! THAT I–"
Pakoom!
Straw Hat's heartfelt declaration unceremoniously fizzled out beneath a blustering blare as what appeared to be a shriveled tsantsa vaulted along the girder near his feet, rupturing into a salvo of infective bone fragments curtained by a shallow shroud of, what a surprise, toxicity.
Pelted by viral remnants of scalp shards, the afflicted captain hobbled rearward out of the nebula's venomous reach. Grotesque contagions seeded beneath his bronzed epidermis, further devolving his corporeal integrity and forcing a wince from the pirate's gullet.
Damn it, that was close! Inwardly celebrating his small feat of eluding the horrific malady of disease that was sure to follow becoming engulfed within the meddlesome plume, Luffy failed to recognize the tactic for what it truly was: a diversion.
"No, THIS is pain, boy!" the devout macabre interjected, plunging through the concealing cloud and hoisting his carnal reaper with far greater ease than previously capable, briskly rending the caustic air on its hungered path for the enemy's guts. Pressed for time to rebound, Straw Hat meagerly avoided death via bisection, instead procuring a gnarly laceration along his toned abdomen, adding to his collection of cankerous lesions.
"Ergh! I wasn't finished talking you gloppy goober!" Luffy lashed out, zipping clear of the armored husk's lonesome optic. Scanning the field incessantly, he spotted the stretchy scrapper above him in the nik of time, just long enough to see a mighty fist barreling toward him like a spiraling drill.
"Gomu Gomu Rifle!" The captain exclaimed as his corkscrewing mitt bore into the heretic's chest plate, his gnarled ceramite vestment crumbling against pulverizing gyrations. Amidst the heated onslaught, Okor managed to snag ahold of his assailant's whirling arm to halt its motion. Making use of his hulking figure, the space gunner swung his limber nemesis 'round and 'round before ultimately hammering the lad into the steely terrain.
"You're ten thousand years too early to lecture me about inner strife you doltish pup," he barked, casually awaiting his foolish adversary's riposte.
Shoveling himself back up, the hexed pirate caught a whiff of his own curdling wounds, vitality steadily dissolving. Peeyew! Is that me or him? "Oi oi, did you fart smelly?!" The rubber fool chuckled. His vision blurred and the racket of Okor's screaming gears regressed to muffled whistles. Not good. I'm starting to see double, no, triple of his fungal fanny.
It grew more and more apparent that Luffy was the impetuous hare in this voracious relay of wits and wills, and Okor the cleverly tempered tortoise. Nurgle's chosen had patiently worn Mugiwara down, whose tremorous blows proved effectual but held no significant value against a warrior lassoed by the threads of death itself. The longer this progressed, the further his odds depleted. The walking aegis needed to be felled now.
"Huff . . . I can't see . . . can't smell . . . huff . . . can't hear. Ugh, can barely stand to boot," Luffy pondered, amassing the likelihood of victory and failure alike. But I've still got a chance . . . If I have no way to know where he is, I'll just hit everything!
Inhaling the distasteful air around him, Luffy swelled up like a fleshy blimp and proceeded to twist his torso around with several motions, striking curiosity in the marine standing idle. "Gomu Gomu no . . . " he incanted with a murmur before exhaling a torrential gust from his lips and uncoiling to propel himself forth at grand velocity.
" . . . STOOORM!! RAHHH!!!" He shouted with finality in his tone, delivering a wicked maelstrom of rabid fists akin to a gatling barrage of doom.
Quote:Using Tier 1 Super Move: Gomu Gomu Storm, -1 SP.
Word Count: 750 Exactly according to Wordcounter.
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